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Chapter 342: European Slums

To be honest, if it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes, Tang Youyi would never have imagined that there was such a place in the capital of Europe, which is famous for its elegance. This is a scene that is completely invisible in Amsterdam...or the Dutch royal family would not want to see these from the public sight of the outside world.

Walking along the path behind the airport, the more you walk, Tang You can feel the changes in the road under your feet.

If it was the spacious and flat asphalt and concrete avenue just now, and the surrounding green belts were also covered with cracks, now, these roads are covered with cracks, and occasionally you can see one or two rusty oil barrels on the side of the road, covered with various hip-hop graffiti.

A building appeared in front of Tang You.

Of course, it is not the traditional brick and stone building or steel and concrete building, but... it is difficult to describe.

How to say it? On that side, there are large tents covered with patches, as well as various dilapidated and old RVs. The RVs and tents are also filled with various necessary living facilities, such as simple beach toilets, and stoves covered with oil stains, etc. Although it is full of the atmosphere of life, it looks very simple.

Sometimes you can even see one or two abandoned needles and cigarette butts without sponge mouthpieces on the ground! The tobacco in these cigarette butts is dark green...

"S.t, help me turn on the camera." Tang Youyi suddenly turned his head and said to the position of s.t, because Tang Youyi's camera had been put into his bag, and only s.t even hung his camera around his neck.

Tang Youyi had an idea. As an up owner, he felt that he needed to record something. After all, what he saw now is quite rare in China. He was very happy to share these with fans who like to watch his videos.

"Okay." s.t nodded and turned on the camera, carrying it around his neck. The group walked towards the building complex not far away... or the poor community.

When I arrived at this place, I thought it would be not very peaceful. After all, even the strong white man who followed closely beside me frowned and reached into his bathing jacket with one hand, ready to go, as if he wanted to take out something at any time, his face full of vigilance.

Of course, since there is so much atmosphere of life here, there must be someone here. Tang You and his side are approaching naturally attracted the attention of others.

There are some young men in very exaggerated clothes with psychedelic expressions on their faces, and some fat aunts and uncles who have looked curiously.

After all, Asian faces would still attract attention if they appeared in such places. Several young people stood up with cigarettes in their mouths, stared at Tang Youyi, who was leading the way, and walked over with a swagger.

Immediately, the strong white man behind him reached into his suit jacket and his hands burst out with blue veins.

"Hey, I said, why are you here? Outsiders are not welcome here." But the young people seemed to not care about these things. They looked up at Tang Youyi with a big thorn, and their tone was very impatient, and they had a big tongue: "Also, that stupid guy is talking about you, put down the damn camera in your hand."

The sudden hostility made Tang You feel a little surprised and at a loss: "Hello, dear gentlemen, we have not malicious...s.t, put down the camera."

Of course, Tang Youyi just asked S.t to put down the camera and did not say he wanted to turn it off. Although he didn't know why these people were so repulsive to the camera, he also felt very uncomfortable in the face of this attitude and tone.

"Then why are you here?"

"We are just here to find someone, to find an old friend." Tang Youyi didn't want to cause trouble and immediately asked: "Is there a man named Heath Miller living here? He is a professional clown, and I am his loyal fan."

"I don't know about Heath Miller, but when it comes to clowns, there is indeed one here, but he actually has fans? Hey, man, you have no problem with your brain?" The young hippie looked at Tang You up and down a few times, with contempt in her eyes: "Just him?"

"Is he here?" Tang Youyi didn't care about anything else. He only cared about the clown, so his eyes lit up: "Please tell me where he is."

"It's not impossible," the young hippie said bluntly at this time: "I have something to do recently, I need 100 euros. I think you are good, I'll give you an honor and lend me 100 euros. When you come over, I'll give you 200 euros. I'll tell you where he is."

"..." Tang You was speechless. Although what happened here until now was too far from Amsterdam he remembered, he still thought about it, took out his wallet from his arms, took out two euro bills, and handed it to the opposite side.

I really saw you for a long time, I saw you everything.

"Give it, here is 200 euros, which is my intention. I just want to know about Heath Miller."

"Good!" The young hippie's eyes lit up. After taking the money, he didn't expect that Tang Youyi would give the money so readily. He just wanted to give it a try.

After taking the money happily, the hippies immediately pointed the direction to Tang You and the group.

Tang Youyi immediately walked into this different place with a curious look on his face.

But what he didn't notice was that after he turned around and left, the young hippie showed a hint of greed in her eyes, she took out a cold dagger from her pants, and showed her eyes to the surrounding friends.

"Did you see it? His wallet is so bulging!"

"Hey, so refreshing, then there should be a lot of other money in his wallet."

"Do we want it..."

"Let's go, we've finished all the bricks. We haven't had a good time for several days. This time we can buy a lot of goodies."

The scenes that are completely different from China, and those that are completely invisible in China are happening really at this time.

However, Tang Youyi didn't realize anything, and just followed the direction pointed by the young hippie and came to an extremely simple tent.

But as soon as he arrived at the place, Tang You's face suddenly changed.

Because what happened in front of him now was shocking.

Several tall, fashionable young men with long hair, some white and black, were stomping on one person, and they were whispering to each other from time to time.

"Fuck, hand over the money, hurry up, you haven't paid your offering today."

"Damn it, money!"

"Quick! I want to see the money! Do you understand what I mean!"

Tang You was stunned because he was suffering from beatings and violence at this time, and he was lying on the ground and unable to resist, which was the old acquaintance who had communicated with him once.

Her face was covered with oil paint, but she had already messed up clown makeup, her hair dyed in hidden green, and her suit was covered with beautiful clothes. She tightly protected a paper bag with her hands. You can see that it was filled with small amounts of change...
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