Thriller: I created an alien asylum

Wang Yu feels that his popularity has improved inexplicably recently.

People whom he had never spoken to before began to come to his home to visit him.

There are also some people who come to him under the guise of being friends of his parents.

Wang Yu was confused.

At that time, he was in so much pain that he almost died in the room. None of the so-called neighbors or friends of his parents could be seen.

Faintly, he seemed to understand something, so he looked at these visitors with a subtle expression.

If everything was different from before, it was probably that he was the only one who got to know that adult, and was driven back to a nearby place by his subordinates.

Although it wasn't sent directly downstairs, that's because most of their houses here are crowded together and cars can't get in.

One of them still made a strong excuse to stay after everyone else left.

After the others left, he went out and looked around to make sure there was no one nearby, then he returned to Wang Yu's small single dormitory.

"Wang Yu."

This man is Wang Yu's colleague, who also works in sewer maintenance. With a meager salary, he can barely support himself.

He is tall and thin, as thin as a bamboo pole, so people around him call him Slender Man.

He winked at Wang Yu for a while, then patted Wang Yu on the shoulder, as if the two brothers were in good company.

"You're a good boy, but I didn't expect you to get involved with a big shot."

He shook his head and sighed, with a very envious expression on his face: "That's great. If you can do things for that big shot, you will probably be able to move out of here soon."

Wang Yu didn't know how to explain: "No, I just met a kind-hearted person, and you also know that I have no ability. You may have driven me back after finding out that I couldn't do anything."

The thin man smiled, "I understand."

He came over and said in a low voice: "A big shot has told me that as long as you can do something for him, hey, you can raise whatever you want in terms of remuneration."

"Wait, which big shot?"

Outsiders didn't know clearly, but Wang Yu knew clearly what kind of amazing thing that big shot Bush was doing. Although he didn't know what kind of work the other party would arrange for him, he must not be able to pass Ming's purpose.

Moreover, the matter has not yet been determined. Just by the fact that he was sent back, can it be certain that he is working for Bush?

Wang Yu had a vague feeling that the big shot he was talking about and the big shot the thin man was talking about were not the same person.

The thin man scolded him, "It's already this time, why are you pretending?"

The thin man took out a money note and said, "This is one thousand. You may not be able to earn this much even if you work for a month. The adult just gave this much and said that as long as you do things for him, you can get as much money as you want."

"Skinny man, who is that big shot?" Wang Yu felt that there was something wrong with the matter and quickly asked again.

Seeing his nervous look, the thin man was a little puzzled, but he still said, "Is there any other big shot? Of course it's from the Security Bureau."

"Hey, you know about the recent parade, right?"

"Originally it was a small quarrel, and the people above probably didn't care, but they are getting more and more excessive, and now the big shots may have to take action."

"I've known for a long time how it was possible to succeed in something like this, but luckily I was smart and stayed at home and didn't participate."

The thin man patted Wang Yu and said, "Why do you want to do so much? If you have this opportunity, no matter how many people ask for it, you can't get it. And those big shots have so much money, so you don't have to worry about not giving them the money."

The thin man was still trying to persuade Wang Yu to agree to the big shot's request and work for the big shot.

He, the middleman who persuaded Wang Yu, could also show his face in front of those big shots.

Maybe he was also spotted?

Moreover, when Wang Yu works for those big shots and makes a lot of money, will Wang Yu not miss him as the person he persuaded?

Thinking of this, the thin man persuaded him even more energetically.

But he didn't notice that Wang Yu's face was getting paler.

The authorities found him, why?

When he wants to do something for Mr. Bush, will the official representing the city lord's faction suddenly find him?

Although Wang Yu has never read a book, he is not stupid. He knows that he himself has no value. The only thing worthy of being valued by those people is that he knows that big shot.

And that big shot was the one who started the demonstration, wanted to fight for the rights and interests of ordinary people, and actually threatened the interests of the city lord.

At this time, people sent by the city lord came to find him.

It's already been said clearly.

They knew that he was connected with the leader of the new force. Wang Yu could either listen to the city lord and become a spy to infiltrate the new force.

Or die in a corner one day.

Wang Yu broke into cold sweat immediately.

Contact that adult now and say that he is being targeted?

No, someone must have been watching him now, and he didn't leave that adult's contact information.

Wang Yu glanced at the thin man.

The thin man never thought about the possibility that he would refuse, and was already thinking about the bright future of the two of them.

Wang Yu said a few words casually to deal with the thin man. He said that he was not cured yet and would wait until he recovered. He also said that he was tired and wanted to take a rest.

As long as the thin man left, he didn't forget to remind him: "You have to make a decision quickly. After all, those big shots have so many things to do, and they don't have that much time to wait for you."

It's even more terrifying.

Wang Yu only felt that he was standing on the piano strings on the edge of the cliff. If he was not careful, he would fall off the cliff and be smashed to pieces.

After Wang Yu sent the people away and closed the door, he felt like he had just been fished out of the water. He was sweating all over, all because of fear.

However, strangely, he did not have the slightest idea of ​​joining the city lord’s faction and working for them.

Obviously, the city lord is the actual master of this city.

Working for the city lord is a matter of course.

Why?

Because of this bag of medicine that he can never afford in his lifetime?

For the words he heard in the room, which he did not quite understand, but inexplicably made his heart boil?

Wang Yu suddenly sat on the floor, burying his face, "Maybe, I just want to live as a human being?"

He has seen many people who can only stay at home and endure the pain because they can't afford medicine.

Or more people who endure the pain and go out to move ore in the high temperature, and then die outside and never come back.

Is this world really right?

He thought a lot, a lot.

But Wang Yu's eyes became brighter and brighter, and an indelible flame was ignited in them.

Is he afraid of death?

Yes.

Everyone is afraid, but they will still die, and die from the torture of illness and work.