My Inseparable House Guests

Fanze and Stark moved quickly, let alone three jǐngchá, and even Pepper on the side did not respond to what was happening, and the two had already laid three jǐngchá on the ground. .

And the Indian who came with these three jǐngchá ran and saw that several people in Fangze dare to fight even jǐngchá, and left their companions to run again, but it made Fangze and Stark feel a bit pity.

I also want to beat this kid.

After finishing the unscrupulous jǐngchá, President Stark turned his playboy's cynical and proud to look at Pepper, "don't worry, it's all right now."

"My God, what did you do?" Pepper finally reacted to what Fanze and Stark did at this time, and she shouted in shock to Fanze and Stark, "You attacked jǐngchá . "

"Yeah," said Fanze and Stark Mercy, shrugging, "Don't these jǐngchá deserve it."

"It's against the law." Pepper took off his hat and covered his forehead to express his unacceptability to the facts in front of him, and shouted exhaustedly, "Do you know that this is against the law?"

Europe and the United States with many virgins, it really is well-deserved.

Fang Ze also did not expect that this good-looking American woman even carried the attributes of the Virgin. Stark also wanted to explain to the Virgin, and Fangze held him directly, "We should go, or else the other jǐngchá will come over, we can't run the gun."

"Okay," Stark said to Pepper. "We're going to run now. Would you like to go together?"

"If I go with you, isn't it that I have also committed crimes with you?" Pepper said decisively and shook his head. "I'm going to hit diànhuà for my personal lawyer now. You better stay and I will let my lawyer I'll defend you. "

"Leave it to yourself." Fangze and Stark waved their hands decisively when they heard Pepper's words.

To be honest, jǐngchá hit in India. As long as he didn't kill anyone, Fang Ze didn't really think there would be any serious consequences.

You must know that India is not the current Huaxia, jiānkòng everywhere, as long as you take a picture of your face, you can't run away basically. As long as the crime is not caught on the spot in such a chaotic place in India, generally nothing will happen. What's more, here is the poorer and more chaotic Heidepool in the south, jǐngchá's efficiency is definitely quite low.

Fanze and Stark ran two blocks away in slippers, and then added a rickshaw to let the driver pull them to a better hotel nearby.

In India, rickshaws, or rickshaws, are also a popular and convenient means of transportation. When I was in Delhi, Fangze basically used taxis when he went out, not because there were no rickshaws, but because there were taxis in big cities like Delhi.

The caste level of the driver who drives a taxi is much higher than that of a rickshaw. Therefore, foreign tourists like Fangze can only receive them. Even if you want to find a rickshaw, the taxi driver will transfer the rickshaw. The coachman ran away. Because the drivers of this group of rickshaws are of low caste, they will not say yīngyǔ, they can't **** live with taxis.

After dozens of minutes passed, Fanze and Stark came to a hotel that looked good, paid for it, and they both walked in.

The fúwù staff at the hotel reception was pretty good. When they saw the foreigner Fangze coming in, he immediately asked several servants to come and pick up their luggage.

However, Fang Ze refused because he didn't have any luggage. He just gave one of them some money and asked him to go to a shoe store to buy two pairs of leather shoes.

There is no need to open a house in India. This is definitely a good place for young couples, but basically there are few young Indian couples who dare to open a house before getting married. Being caught and killed in this way will definitely not break the law.

"Can you pay?" Fang Ze asked at the front desk.

"Yes." The fúwù clerk at the front desk said as he took out the credit card machine and motioned for Fangze to swipe his card.

But as soon as Fang Ze opened his wallet and was ready to take it out, the whole person was frozen.

Gone.

"What's wrong?" The fúwù member at the front desk hesitated to see Fang Ze and asked.

"It's nothing, I'll pay with xiànjīn." Fang Ze took out the few xiànjīn that he had left, and paid the rent for one day for both of them.

Since Modi's immortal scrapped India's big money, foreigners who come to India can use xiànjīn every time they go out.

After all, for the same thickness, there must be more xiànjīn in the case of large bills, and like Fang Ze full of money, it only took two days to run out.

Taking the keys, Fanze and Stark stepped upstairs.

"It looks good outside, but not so good inside," Stark said as he walked towards Fang Ze. "The carpet in the hallway felt like ten thousand years."

"It's even worse inside." Fang Ze made a small prediction and waited until the two men opened the door with the key, and it turned out that the accommodation environment inside was almost ten thousand grades worse than the appearance of the hotel.

The standard parts of the two were as small as a single room, and the bright stains on the bed were generously displayed without any shame.

Fang Ze walked over and touched it, and suddenly felt his hands became oily.

"I hope we can change to a hotel." Stark glanced at the open toilet like a toilet passing through the Resident Evil series and immediately said to Fang Ze, "It doesn't look like it can sleep at all. local."

"The problem is that we don't have the money to change the hotel now," Fang Ze said with an eyebrow, "I lost it."

"Isn't it always in your wallet? I haven't lost my wallet, why did I lose it?"

"When I took the train, I had no money to prevent the wallet from being lost, so I put it in my underwear pocket."

"and then?"

"Then I should have lost it during the fight before," Fang Ze said, covering his face. "We have less than 3,000 rupees available now, and I don't think I can find a place to sleep the next day."

"I've had no luck in this **** India." Stark glanced at his flippers in slippers and turned and kicked on the nightstand.

"It hurts." Stark screamed and jumped up.

"My cell phone called diànhuà for my friend to see if he could do anything." Fang Ze said, and reached into his pocket to get the cell phone.

"Wait, my cell phone."

"Lost." Stark answered for Fanze.

"When I came out of the Internet cafe, I was holding my mobile phone, either I lost it when I hit jǐngchá, or I slipped out when I was in a rickshaw."

Fang Ze sat idly on the bed, "Why should I come to this place in India."

"I don't know." Stark leaned against the wall, and they stared blankly together.

No matter how bad luck is, life will always continue.

Because the mobile phone money was lost, both Fanze and Stark's temporary task also changed from finding a reliable computer to find out where Fan Jing sent e-mails. How to get money to live in this unexpected India .

In the morning, the two returned to the Internet cafe that had been fighting yesterday, only to find that the Internet cafe had been closed, and there was a jǐngchá handle at the door. They did not know why the Indian police had set up such a big battle. Naturally, the two did not dare to go, so they could only go to the rickshaw puller who pulled them, but as a country with a large population, India's population density was quite acceptable, and the two of them could not find it.

When they returned to the hotel in the evening with exhausting steps, they no longer had any discerning capital, and hurriedly ordered two cheap meals to eat in a hurry.

"Why do they look so strange to me?" Because this is the southern part of India, they don't use tableware to eat, and the two of them can only eat by holding everything that looks like a ball. Stark was eating a curry rice that was not so good, and when he saw people around him looking at himself with strange eyes, he asked, "Are there any flowers on my face?"

"There is no flower on your face ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ They see you because you eat with your left hand."

"What's wrong with eating with your left hand?" Stark was puzzled. "People here rub their **** with their left hand, and I don't need to."

"Indians do not eat with their left hand, not because they rub their **** with their left hand, but because their left hand is dirty in their religion, so they rub their **** with their left hand and eat with their right hand."

After Fang Ze had finished eating, he took a paper towel with his left hand and started to wipe his right hand. "That is to say, in their eyes, even if you wipe your **** with your right hand and eat again, it is clean. Normal people rub their **** before eating. "

"It was nothing that made you so disgusting." Stark glared at Fang Ze, then took out the paper towel and wiped it out of paper. He drew the free newspaper on the table and used it.

"Wait." Fangze stopped Stark and took the newspaper.

"Why? You won't let me wipe my hands?"

"No." Fang Ze took the newspaper in his hand and carefully read the contents of the crack.

"A decent and rich Indian nearby is looking for a responsible teacher for his daughter who is very proficient in Hindi and yīngyǔ." Fang Ze said to Stark, waving a newspaper, "and They also eat and eat. "

"You really plan to work here to earn money."

"Of course not, I don't want to stay here for too long," Fangze said to Stark. "The focus is on food and accommodation, but also a rich Indian businessman who can afford a fairly good salary. You know this represents What? "

"Representing that we can get someone to pay for someone first?" Stark has also become a bit silly lately.

"This means we can find a working computer."