The homeless man said with a vague look in his eyes: "Those loan sharks were killed by other gangsters, and now there are other groups of loan sharks."

He finally remembered Lumian's question just now, and said with a drifting voice: "If I die later, I think, I want to eat another meat pie. I remember that every weekend in those years, my wife would buy meat by herself, add flaxseeds and vinegar, make meat sauce, and put it in the bread. My daughter loves it very much, and I like it too."

Lumian nodded, stood up, and walked towards the street below the hill.