"That one hundred dollars is not something I have picked up, it was something I earned back."

The night is hazy by neon lights, and the streets of Shouhui Street are always lively, and a group of street children walk through the crowd.

After one day, Xingtong had already exchanged all the 100 yuan for food, and there would be a risk of being stolen if it was not spent. Someone had actually picked up money before, but the news leaked and it was stolen by another group of big children.

One hundred yuan was enough for her to eat for a few days, but she also gave her three other friends enough, and she was gone in one day.

"Will there be any profit tomorrow?" asked a little boy named Feimi. He didn't eat much, but he grew fat.

"You really recognize the boss?" asked the little boy named Mike, "Who can you accept me too?"

Although Xingtong is less than seven years old, she is smart and the boss is not particularly willing to accept her. "I can't make the decision. I have a portion of food, so I'll give you some."

The little girl of the same age named Moriko nodded while gnawing on the bread, "I'll share the money I make, we're friends."

They had a group of four children and had been together for a while.

No one can tell where he came from, and he doesn't know much about the land. One day, my father died, my mother died, or she disappeared, or she had never seen her before, and so on.

"Is your boss awesome?" Fei Mi asked.

They were fat and thin, and they were too small. At this time, they were almost hit by several muscular men from the game gang. A muscular man scolded: "Little head, you have eyes. Believe it or not, you will hit you to death."

The four of them ignored them and ran away quickly.

"Awesome, of course!" Xing Tong responded, without saying a word: "The boss of the Game Gang wants to help move things from my boss, I saw it with my own eyes."

That day she actually saw two older sisters outside the apartment building where the eldest son lived.

One of them is the one who is today's bone-blooded girl, and the other one hasn't seen it today, but there is another one that is more beautiful today.

"Eyeliner!" Xingtong was a little proud, and the female sister said this.

She is no longer an ordinary street rat, she has a boss and a status...

"What's that?" Feimi scratched her head stupidly, Moriko just laughed, and Mike continued to instigate Xingtong to introduce him to her boss, "We can set up a gang!"

"Everyone said it's not possible now." Xingtong said again, "Let's go faster, and if you slow down, you'll be gone!"

She ran towards a small street and the other children also quickly followed.

When they approached the streets and alleys, they saw a pile of new garbage placed by the entrance of the alleys, and rushed up to search. The passers-by who were passing by avoided a little. The call girl wanted to throw the cigarette butts into the garbage dump and throw them to the sewer on the other side.

The four of them were not looking for food, but wanted to find something valuable.

Some older children told them that if they want to live on the street, they must know how to pick up trash.

There is a residential building next to this street and alley, and residents often throw out miscellaneous items. It is a popular place to pick up garbage. However, older children like to squat in clubs, capsule hotels, shopping malls and other places where there are more good things to do in garbage.

But it's not their turn to pick it up. If they can pick it up at this alley, they will be lucky.

"Ah!" Xingtong was really lucky today. He just opened a black rubber garbage bag without any tie, and saw that there was a pair of white adult women's sports shoes inside.

She hurriedly grabbed the boots and lifted them out, almost holding them in her arms.

I saw that the shoes were not torn, they were just a little old and stained with some garbage stains, but she patted and whipped them, just like the new one, with the shoelaces still there and the soles of the shoe.

"Wow, these shoes." Mike and Moriko were also happy. It would be worth more than ten yuan to sell to the rags.

Xingtong looked at it but really liked it. He took off the little torn slippers he was wearing and tried to put on these pairs of sneakers.

But the shoes were too big for her, and her feet were not enough to wear them. It seemed funny when she stepped on them, and the children were all happy.

"Haha." Xing Tong was also happy and dragged the big shoes for a few steps, like a juggling man on the street.

She wanted to find a hole in the wall to put the shoes in place instead of selling them for more than ten yuan. She wanted to wait until she grew up before wearing them.

Suddenly, at one end of the main street, the sound of police cars came.

The harsh noise covered up the music from shops on both sides of the street, and also stagnated the noisy voices.

People on the road hid to the side, and saw a convoy of the police station driving over.

Several hideous mechanical motorcycles were driving in front of them. The female policemen and male policemen on the car were wearing semi-armored uniforms, followed by many police cars and transport vehicles, with machine guns on the bodies of the cars, with the words "Police and Visual Office" printed on them.

There is also the logo of the Special Service Section of the Prevention and Prevention Patrol Department. These people did not come because of any case.

The meaning of patrol by prisoners is that even if no one commits a crime, they will arrest people everywhere.

The headlights of the mechanical motorcycle shone around and swept through several groups of stray children on both sides of the street.

"Little devils, go quickly!" someone suddenly shouted on the street, "The police station is here to arrest people! Go quickly, otherwise you will be finished!" Suddenly, the streets burst into tears, and passers-by exclaimed.

Sometimes there are such things. If there are too many rats and dogs on the streets, or if there are shortages of people in factories, the police station will clean up.

In recent days, the Metropolitan Police Department is cleaning Kabukicho in order to clean the audition venue of the Liuguang City Talent Show, which has caused dissatisfaction on the streets.

At this time, the street children scattered like panicked rats, fleeing towards the small streets and alleys.

At the same time, some passers-by deliberately blocked the special service policeman who got off the transport vehicle to buy time for the mice.

But these guards and special forces dogs have always been rough, holding batons and wearing small submachine guns. Some are also equipped with exoskeleton mechanical armor. In addition to two hands, there are also two robotic hands.

"We are hosting street children, taking them to welfare homes, and giving them a better living environment."

A serious voice came from the horn of the police car, "Children, don't be afraid, we are police."

"Go away!" However, people's shouts continued to come and go around the streets.

Xingtong hurriedly jumped away from the big shoes, and once he grabbed the pair of shoes, he didn't have time to put them back on the torn slippers, and rushed into the alley with barefoots. He looked back and called his companion, "Go!"

She was not very clear about why she ran away, but as I remember, everyone said that she would run away when she encountered this situation.

The older children say this, and everyone on the street says this.

You can't be caught by those people, those are the traits of the bank...

"Fat rice! Senzi!" Xingtong couldn't help but scream at this time, his pace did not stop.

She saw two slow-moving companions who were stunned and walking slowly were caught by tall half-armored policemen. They could not move, like mice were covered by a net, and could only be carried by others and thrown into a transport vehicle.

Mike ran faster, but not as fast as hers. He was quickly reached by a policeman's robotic arm.

Xing Tong was even more confused, but he continued to run away from the noisy on the street.

Her bare feet were constantly pricked by the sand, gravel and some garbage on the alley ground, and almost turned her feet. But she didn't stop and rushed through the alley to the other side, but she saw the streets here making loud noises.

Xingtong looked left and right, then hugged his sneakers and ran in one direction, barefoot.

The street was full of chaos, and some gang members who were blocking the housewife were beaten down by batons and caught in the car.

The night rain began to fall, wet people's faces and the light of neon signs on the street.

The rain also fell to the Wrestling Gang's large warehouse. The awning was opened above the warehouse, allowing the rain to fall to the arena and the audience.

Another death battle with barbed wire electric current explosion was another death match. The street dog audience around the ring shouted excitedly, the four wrestlers were in a stalemate, their bodies were covered in bruises, and blood and rain were mixed.

The rock music is also ringing, and the high-pitched songs of the boxer seem to be still wandering here:

I'm a little pretty here, I'm sure to give you a wonderful night.

The world is turbulent, and this person is uneasy. The fried rice with shrimps is so fragrant!

...

Mike, Fei Mi and Moriko were both caught by the special service police on the same transport vehicle. Dozens of stray children were squeezed into the spacious rear compartment. The dirty clothes and hair made the difficult-to-circulate air smelly.

The iron plates of the carriage did not have windows, so they could not see the situation outside, and could only vaguely hear the chaotic sounds.

As time passed, the number of small street mice caught in the car continued to increase, making everyone unable to turn around.

Everyone looked at each other without saying much, and some children were sobbing.

"What should we do..." Moriko asked in fear, never the one who made the decision.

"Let's just go away if you have the chance..." Mike looked at the children around him, "The star boy ran away, someone could run away."

"I'm thinking, they are policemen." Fei Mi scratched her head, "We can have a full meal when we go to the welfare home, right?"

The three of them muttered a few words, but no one could tell, and gradually became silent.

No police came to talk to them again, and after a while, the transport truck started and the convoy drove off the street.

Dozens of children were crowded in the small carriage, messy and bumpy, some kept crying, and some fell asleep. The convoy drove for a while and stopped for a while, and I don’t know how far it had been.

When Mike and the others were driven out of the car, they were in a factory. Although the sky was gloomy, it was already day.

There were many transport vehicles of the same style around, and they were driven out of the car, a group of wandering children, including men and women, big and small, looking around the surrounding factory buildings.

There were trucks coming and going on the road, and some adults in blue uniforms hurried past without even looking at them.

Mike recognizes a few words, learn a little from this and that.

At this time, he saw a passing truck with "Kabukicho" graffiti, is it still in Kabukicho?

"Didn't you go to the welfare home..." Fei Mi murmured in a daze, "Can you have enough food here..."

Their large group of children were immediately driven to an iron shed warehouse by a team of blue-clothed factory adults.

The police officers before were gone, but these adults were holding batons in their hands, with a serious expression. The middle-aged man in the team looked at these ignorant street rats and said in a deep voice:

"This is a welfare home. The welfare home is not in vain. You have to work here and support yourself."

Mike had to follow the brigade and couldn't find a chance to escape.
To be continued...