Chapter 291: Instantly Becoming a Beggar

Brother Bin heard someone call himself Abin, and was about to get angry, but when he raised his eyes, he saw that this person was Wu Xiaoyu, so he had to smile flatteringly: "Master Wu, is it you?"

Huang Mao, who was standing behind Brother Bin, also recognized Wu Xiaoyu and cried: "Master Wu, you can do well, give us food!"

The rest of the beggars, seeing this, also cried and begged: "Master Wu, you are good, give you food!"

Nima, Huang Mao: What kind of thing is this group of beggars?

Brother Bing was still watching the scene in the Supreme KTV the day before yesterday, shouting five and drinking, and he was majestic in all directions, but in the blink of an eye, he suddenly became a beggar, how could Wu Xiaoyu not be curious?

Wu Xiaoyu looked Brother Bin up and down, and saw that he was in tattered clothes, unkempt, and looked like a perennial beggar, so he asked, "Abin, what's wrong with you?

The people who asked Wu Xiaoyu for alms hurriedly silenced their voices and lowered their heads to be silent, while Brother Bin sighed and explained, "Master Zhang, don't ask, don't affect you again?"

Does this matter still have anything to do with me? Wu Xiaoyu became more and more interested, and asked, "What the hell is going on? You tell me about it!"

Huang Mao and the others, seeing Wu Xiaoyu asking questions, turned around and begged for alms to passers-by.

In today's society, there are many professional beggars, and in order to avoid being deceived, everyone has to be hard-hearted, and when they saw Huang Mao and others blocking the road and begging, instead of giving them some money, they avoided it.

The fat man standing side by side with the yellow hair, seeing so many pedestrians passing by, but no one was willing to give three melons and two dates, he couldn't help but say angrily:

"It's really the world is declining, and people's hearts are not ancient! I am not even willing to give two or three yuan, and you deserve to be poor and suffer for a lifetime!"

Huang Mao smiled bitterly and said, "Fatty, don't compare! When you saw a beggar before, didn't you also look at it coldly?"

"Look at your figure, where do you look like a beggar? Rich people may not be able to eat like you, and there is a reason why people don't care about you!"

When the fat man saw that the matter had come to this, Huang Mao did not forget to joke about his figure, and he was very dissatisfied in his heart.

"Huang Mao, I see that you are quite thin! why is there no beautiful woman who has given you charity?" said the other man, picking up a cigarette fart from the ground and teasing as he smoked.

When the fat man saw that someone was helping him get justice, he hurriedly coaxed: "That's it...... It is...... You're so thin, aren't people willing to give you a roll of their eyes?"

This group of people went from being domineering and bullying to beggars along the way, but they still maintained this natural optimism.

They have nothing in the first place, and they live a life of drinking and drunkenness, what is the big difference between being a thug and a beggar?

But Brother Bing is different, as the boss of this group of people, in addition to watching the scene on weekdays, he also does some dirty work of taking people's money and eliminating disasters, and he still has a lot of money in his hands.

Now, overnight, all his savings have disappeared, and he has changed from a high-ranking and well-known binge to a disaster that everyone avoids.

All of this was because of the events of that night, because he was impulsive and didn't investigate the other party's background in advance, so he shot out.

Although Wu Xiaoyu pleaded for mercy, he retired peacefully that night, but early the next morning, his home was stolen, and all the money was gone.

Before he could find someone to investigate, he was told by Niu Zhigang that he had lost his job to watch the field, and he had to work as a beggar in the county for three months.

As soon as Niu Zhigang said this, he immediately understood that this was the revenge of Wen Rui and Wu Kai, with their net worth background, wouldn't it be easy to deal with such a gangster/bastard as himself?

Binge was even a little curious, why didn't the other party find someone to be himself? Wouldn't that be more enjoyable? Wouldn't it be more shameful?

The reality is that he underestimated the vulgar tastes of the second generation, who coerced him to be a beggar for three months in order to humiliate himself.

Yesterday, on his first day as a beggar, he was beaten up by some of his former opponents.

It's just that these brothers under his hands are all like him, their homes were burglarized, and they were instantly destitute and forced to become beggars.

With these brothers in their bodies, although those opponents in the past didn't dare to provoke themselves, those second-generation people took action in person.

Not only did they force themselves to eat, drink, and urine, but they also made themselves pick up soap for a black ghost, so that they are still chrysanthemum remnants today!

Such a shame and humiliation made him almost want to die headlong, but if he died, wouldn't he have fulfilled the wishes of those dogs?

Although he is a puddle of mud and a little gangster/bastard, as long as a person like himself can seize the opportunity, he can still make Wen Rui, Wu Kai and others die without a place to be buried.

In the face of Wu Xiaoyu's questioning, he only roughly explained the reason for the next one, and omitted the matter of eating, drinking, and urinating soap.

But even so, to Wu Xiaoyu's ears, he was still shocked. I thought that Wen Rui and Wu Kai suffered a dumb loss that day, and it would be over.

But I didn't expect that these second-generation people who were born 'noble' and regarded themselves as the pride of the sky were extremely arrogant and would be repaid.

With the power they control, it couldn't be easier to kill a little gangster/bastard like Brother Duobin.

Although he has some money now, if he really conflicts with these second generations, he will inevitably suffer a big loss.

Although they now have Bai Lexin and even Mu Lao as their backers, what if they encounter a bigger boss? Will they still protect themselves to the death? People can rely on themselves in the end!

His current business is still very small, and those second-generation people will not look at it yet, but if their business grows big in the future, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not rush out and want to eat meat.

If you want to protect what you have, if you want to protect the people you love, you must have power, absolute power, so that no one dares to underestimate it, so that no one dares to touch it easily.

Seeing that he was deep in thought, Bing Ge hesitated for a moment before interrupting: "Wu ...... Master Wu, can you give us a few dollars to buy some steamed buns for our brothers?"

Wu Xiaoyu came back to his senses, and hurriedly took out a hundred-yuan bill from his pocket and awkwardly put it into the broken bowl in his hand.

When Binge saw that he had given him a hundred yuan, his eyes suddenly lit up, but they quickly dimmed again.

Because Wen Rui set a rule for them, the amount of money they want to beg for a single person cannot exceed ten yuan, otherwise chrysanthemums will be sprinkled all over the ground.

Brother Bin hurriedly stuffed the hundred-yuan bill in the bowl back into Wu Xiaoyu's hand, and said shamefully: "Master Wu, give it to ...... Just give ten dollars!"

Wu Xiaoyu thought he was being polite, thinking that although this Bing brother had been reduced to a beggar, he still maintained his self-esteem, which was really commendable!

Although he has also bullied others, he is not useless!

"Wow!" Wu Xiaoyu picked out a ten-yuan bill and put it in Bing's bowl, and the surrounding brothers couldn't help but roar and hugged each other excitedly.

The people passing by around saw this group of beggars so strange, for fear that they had escaped from the mental hospital, and they hid far away!

(End of chapter)