The old man didn't know that Lin Jie was not sleeping, so he just looked at him with his eyes open.

When he arrived at the door, the old man pushed a wooden trolley at the door, stepped on the dustpan and left.

After observing the surrounding environment, Lin Jie had already conjectured that the old man's profession should be to pick up some garbage on the street to sell, so he found him in that remote dead end.

Relying on picking up trash is the only way to maintain the elderly’s livelihood. After all, people are old and blind, so they can only do dirty and tiring work in this city of sin.

He was actually a little curious about the feelings hidden in the old man's heart, but he also knew that he shouldn't ask more questions.

Shortly after the old man left, Lin Jie was no longer sleepy, even though it was still quite early.

After a night, his injuries had recovered a lot. The next step was to activate the immortal energy to the greatest extent and speed up the recovery of his injuries.

The situation is turbulent now, and the changes outside overnight may be earth-shaking. I don’t know how the other people in the Night Walker are doing, so Lin Jie still needs to hurry up and recover from his injuries, give the old man some reward before leaving here.

On the deserted and barren wasteland that was uninhabited, the old man pushed the wooden cart step by step towards the prosperous block. The old wheels were spinning hard, making a strange "squeaking" sound, but with such a laborious life, the old man's breathing did not appear too rapid.

Soon after, the old man appeared on the streets of various blocks as usual, wandering beside the trash cans on various streets, rummaging on the valuable things in the garbage dump.

However, because his eyes were blind, he could not see anything in the garbage dump and could only sense it with his hands, so he could not avoid those dirty vomits or scratch his hands with some sharp knives.

Even if he is picking up garbage, it is much more difficult for him than ordinary people.

However, the old man has picked up garbage for decades and is already very skilled in it. Sometimes he can't hide some dirty things. Now he has touched a ball of rotten things that he doesn't know what it is. It feels slippery and slippery, emitting a disgusting stench.

The old man just frowned slightly, then turned around and found a piece of cloth he brought with him. After a few strokes, he continued to pick valuable things like bottles, jars and throw them into his cart skillfully. After all, for him, such situations were just commonplace.

Two gangsters walked up the road, holding a bottle in their hands, which should contain liquids such as drinks.

"Oh! You're optimistic, I'll show you my accuracy!"

The gangster poked the person beside him with his elbow, then took the bottle in his hand and aimed at the old man's cart. After a gesture, the gangster threw out the bottle in his hand, and the bottle containing the drinks rotated in the air and splashed out blue liquid, splashing the old man's whole body.

Finally, the bottle successfully fell into the trolley beside the old man. The bottle falling at high speed made a crisp sound when it fell inside, and some bottles inside were broken in response to the sound. Those bottles broke and lost their original value.

"Ouye! I'm hit!" The gangster smiled excitedly at his companion beside him, and then walked forward, completely ignoring the old man, because in their opinion, the old man was just an ant that no one cared about.

Even if he was insulted like this, the old man was not angry. He had long been used to all this.

After wiping the liquid on his body, the old man continued to lean over and searched for the garbage dump for a while and then pushed the cart away. Finally, he came to a smelly house with the sign on it saying the garbage recycling bin.

"Is anyone?" the old man shouted into the room.

There was no response from inside, but in fact, a man with a naked upper body, wearing shorts and messy hair was sitting on a chair outside, looking through a book with various beautiful women painted on it.

The man just looked up at the old man and continued to look down at the beauty in the book without caring.

When he was overjoyed, he saw that the old man had not left and stopped at the door like a scarecrow. He stood up lazily, stretched his waist, then walked towards the old man, glanced at the garbage in the small cart, looked back at the old man and said with a smile: "Old man, aren't dead yet?"

As early as when the old man came to him for the first time to sell waste, he thought that the old man would not live long. After all, the old man's disability was not easy to survive outside, not to mention that this is a country of sin, but the old man had been struggling and living for so long, which really surprised him.

"I was curious. You have lived like this. Isn't it better to die? Why do you live so hard?" said the boss of the recycling station. He was not having an unhappy relationship with the old man, but just expressed his true thoughts.

If he were an old man, he would have committed suicide long ago.

The old man just smiled at the extremely impolite words of the man and didn't care, "Boss, how much do you think these things are worth?"

Seeing that the old man ignored him, the recycling station owner did not continue to say anything, unloaded everything from his cart, took a look and said, "Seventy-two columns of coins."

"Why are there only seventy-two coins?" The old man's face changed and he asked in confusion, "Isn't it possible to exchange nearly one hundred coins in the past?"

The boss looked at him impatiently and frowned in disgust, "It used to be the past, now now! Do you know what the situation is now? The market is turbulent, the currency depreciation is depreciating, everyone is in danger. I can't make any money myself, so how can I give you extra money?"

"Besides, what are you bringing here this time? So many bottles are broken, it's good if I'm willing to pay back the money! If you like to sell, get out of here if you don't sell it. Why do you think of me?"

Obviously, the boss should have also been squeezed out by the current situation and his heart was filled with anger. The old man just said that he ignited his dead grass like Mars.

"Don't be angry! We are old friends, only seventy-two coins are seventy-two coins!" the old man said with a smile.

The boss took out the money, took out a few pieces of ragged paper money and gave it to the old man, and then walked into the house with a curse, "Damn it, a bad person is so embarrassed to complain, even if he dies, he will still be alive!"

The old man touched the soft coins in his hand. Although he couldn't see them, he knew that there were only seventy coins here, but he didn't say them out.

After being stunned for a while, he folded the coins and stuffed them into his pocket and pushed the empty cart away.

Although it was getting late one day, he did not go home directly, but came to a market.

The noises on the streets are getting louder and louder, and the feeling of surging people is very obvious. Even if you don’t open your eyes, you can clearly feel that there are many people in the market.

The old man's cart suddenly shook, and an angry voice immediately came.

"Oh! Can you have some fucking eyes? You hit me!" As he said that, the man kicked the cart angrily, and the cart trembled suddenly, and the whole wheel slanted a little.

The old man bowed his head and apologized repeatedly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"Is it useful to say sorry?" The man walked to the old man and wanted to come up to teach him a lesson, but the old man's body was really dirty and smelled smelly. He was scared away as soon as he smelled the smell.

"Damn it! It turns out to be a stinky beggar! I'm so disgusting. Why are such a person who is like a cockroach doing alive?!" The man kicked the cart a few times in anger, and the whole cart began to tilt to the left.

After the man vented, he didn't want to care about the old man anymore. After all, he couldn't take it out if he wanted money to see his appearance. In this situation, he thought that the old man would starve to death at home in a short time, and he didn't have to worry about a dead man.
Chapter completed!