Although Simon had only been in the capital for a few days, he had already done a simple understanding of the basic situation here in advance. He knew that the cross-section district was the largest slum in the capital. He did not doubt Leon's words at all. "Have you found a job now?"
Leon shook his head.
Simon squinted his long and narrow phoenix-like eyes and carefully sized up Leon's exquisite face. "How old is Little Leon this year? 12 or 13 years old?"
Leon didn't know what Simon wanted to do. He thought for a moment and answered honestly, "14 years old."
Simon frowned and looked at Leon in disdain. "You look like a 12-year-old, shorty."
With that, Simon extended his almost-finished cigarette toward Leon, scaring Leon into retreating.
