Especially when it's free and stolen from someone else.
That sense of transgression really hit the spot.
It was tastier than the barbecue joint from yesterday, and better than the hotel restaurant too.
Free food just tastes better. Plus, this street stall was genuinely good.
The tattooed man swallowed the taco in his mouth and said, "We'll settle in cash again. Kuluoqi says if this goes smoothly, we'll add another ten bags next time. But don't worry, the pay will be better too."
After speaking, he casually reached for the metal tray, but his hand came up empty.
He glanced down, grabbed another one from the side, and kept eating.
Five minutes later, the tattooed man's phone rang.
He pulled it out, saw who was calling, and stood up. Walking over to the side of the road, he answered and exchanged a few brief words.
Seeing his chance, Li Wei grabbed two more.
