A Homeless Man in America Escapes the Kill Line

Without a golden finger, how could you escape from the killing line? Tell me?

It doesn't look real. The author must have never been a homeless person.

In fact, if you are at the bottom of the United States, there are many ways out. The first one is to study, learn out, and then exploit them ruthlessly. Generally, there are many lawyers and finance people. The second way is to join a gang. This should be a promising path for Americans at the bottom. If you study well, the gangs can support you in going to school. You can usually study accounting, law, chemistry, etc., And you don't have to worry about employment issues. Article 3: Sports students can make a lot of money as long as they can get good results if they take drugs vigorously. Article 4: Rap, people from the lower class can make a living with their talents such as singing. The last one is to join the army, and then join a gang and join the army. It is relatively better. Afghanistan welcomes you. There are basically no other options. You basically have them when you are born, and you don't have them if you don't have them when you are born.

It seems that in the killing line, there is no choice but to join the gang. Although the average lifespan is still very low, and you can be used as cannon fodder and take enhancement pills, you still have a few ways to rise compared to the homeless.

After reading the first three chapters, plus the lack of system, yellow skin, and kneeling and licking Gallagher (blind guess), I lost interest in reading it! ~~(~￣▽￣)~

I don't even understand the title of the book and it's still popular. I don't have a golden finger in the United States. I don't know my background and I don't know whether I will be treated as an immigrant. I suddenly want to go to college. If you want to be the president, I will admit that you have the author's divine protection after all. But you escape from the killing line and still go to college?

After reading Chapter 4, I was defeated by the stupidity of the protagonist. It is completely inconsistent with the introduction. People come to read cool articles, not to read idiots.

A white man yelled at a food delivery guy: "Get out of our country!" The salt-baked kangaroo on Douyin made me laugh to death. It's hard and tiring and I can't make any money. I don't speak any language, I don't know much English, and I still want to live abroad. I always thought I could live a better life if I changed my environment, and I deserved it. This was the fate of the colonial people, as miserable as donuts. They might have died abroad and been executed.

Suddenly I discovered that in the world view of Shameless, being a sage with a pure heart is not bad at all. They dare to eat everything, and the more they look at it, the more panic they get. I am really afraid that the protagonist will wake up one day and find flowers growing down there.

The protagonist is a blank slate with no memory. He is not a time traveler, nor an indigenous person. He may be someone who jumped out of a crack in a rock.