Gradually, as it got dark, the boy appeared in the courtyard of a peasant family, a thatched hut surrounded by a fence of branches and gauze. It can be seen that this is a poor family, although there are many poor people in Africa, but it is impossible for all teenagers to be helped.

It's fate to meet, the boy wants to help them, but he doesn't have the money to help a fart, now compassion is a fart, and compassion is worth a few dollars without money! The boy has to go out for a while, don't make some money, what can he do to help the farmer's family.

"Where can I get some money? Presidential Palace? Yes, as far as the Presidential Palace, isn't the Presidential Palace a bit monotonous, since you are here, isn't it rude not to give some big gifts?" the young man smiled evilly. I don't know what evil thoughts this kid came up with......

After the boy made up his mind, he jumped and disappeared into the darkness......

In the presidential palace of an African country, the teenager stands on the highest place, overlooking the appearance of the presidential palace. I didn't think it and scolded: "Damn, this is clearly the palace, with such a glorious palace, I will sentence you to death, and I will come back sooner or later to clean you up!"

The boy jumped forward, and the lightning speed rushed through the presidential palace, and the speed of the gallop made people invisible.

A gust of wind passed behind the two patrolling soldiers, "What man!" one of the soldiers shouted.

"Smack"

", who hit me?"

"Smack"

", who hit me?"

"Damn, did you hit me?" "What the fuck do I want to ask if you hit me! Did you hit me?......!" (What else to say, let's fight), and sure enough, the two soldiers fought.

"Stupid, let's fight, your mother doesn't know you if it's the best one", the boy glanced back with disdain. Turn around and disappear into the night again.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the boy entered the president's room.

"Damn, it's magnificent, the president of this dog day is very comfortable" The young man smiled wickedly and looked at the president's room.

Suddenly, the boy saw something interesting - the crown, the crown represents power and supreme dignity, "If this thing appears in the home of a high-ranking official, I don't know if it is a surprise," the boy thought.

Turning to leave, the young man turned around and came back, walked to the president's desk, and wrote a line of words with a pen: Your hat Lao Tzu has taken away, do you want it? One day Lao Tzu will take your place!

Subsequently, the young man threw the crown in the home of a high-ranking official, and took a large sum of money with him, and he also left a line in the high-ranking official's house: From tomorrow onwards, the president will be you, and the crown will be brought to you.

As for what will happen after that, the boy will not care about it. "It's better to fight, it's all dogs anyway, dogs bite dogs, and in the end, Lao Tzu let him beat chickens and eggs and didn't catch anything. An evil smile appeared on the boy's face again.

From the time the teenager went to "raise money" to the time the money was in hand, it took less than half an hour, how did he do it? Is this something that a person can do?

The boy reappeared in the courtyard of the peasant family with the booty, and could not help but think of his parents, who were also farmers, and wondered how they were doing. It was just this sudden thought that the boy gave all the spoils to the peasant family, and only changed into a well-fitting clothes. This is probably the most expensive dress in the world!

Before leaving, the boy wrote a few words on the wall, which were not obvious, but they could still be seen. "Wangjun is angry and strong", as for whether they can understand Chinese, it is not within the scope of consideration of teenagers.

The boy looked up at the night sky, the moon had just come out, and the night of the peasant family was so quiet, without outside disturbance, the hustle and bustle of the world, and occasionally a few dog barks were heard.

The young man looked back at the small thatched hut, remembering that ten years ago, his house was also dilapidated, his family was very poor, he had been alone for ten years, how many times he could have gone home to visit his parents, but the young man did not look back. He was afraid that he would not bear to leave after a glance, and he was afraid that the mysterious man would hurt his parents.

"Damn, one day I will have to pick your skin!" The young man thought that his mother missed his haggard appearance, and he longed to cut the mysterious man with a thousand knives. But it was the mysterious man who gave him everything in the past ten years, and anyway, the boy still hated him more than he appreciated him. You know, the boy left his parents at the age of six, and now he is only 16 years old, thinking that other children have grown up under the care of their parents, but he is fighting desperately in fierce battles again and again.

At the thought of this, the boy's nose was sour, and his eyes were a little moist. It is only when you miss your parents that you feel this way, and at other times, you will find that he is a devil who can kill you at any time, and the call of death can be sounded at any time.

The boy disappeared into the courtyard of the peasant family with a whoosh, and when he reappeared, the person was already in the bustling city, and it was less than half an hour. That's an amazing speed!

The boy walked on the streets of the city, penniless and aimless, as long as he wanted, he had money at hand.

But he found that there were always people who looked at him, "Although my brother is not very handsome, but they don't have to look at my brother like this" The young man muttered in his heart, walked to a glass door, the young man looked at himself in the mirror, no wonder many people looked at him, the young man forgot, he only changed his clothes, but his face was really dirty and not presentable, and his hair was too individual, perfect explosive head, and the world's top barber couldn't fix the boy's hairstyle at this time.

"Damn, it's disgusting, I just went out and saw such a dirty person, bad luck" A middle-aged man looked at the teenager, his face full of rejection and disgust.

Some people also want to say this, and thankfully, they didn't. The young man turned around and looked at the middle-aged man, "Can you fly?"

"Neuropathy" the middle-aged man looked at the boy disgustingly, as if he never wanted to see such a filthy person again.

"Brother will send you to fly to the sky, let you experience a day trip to heaven and hell, this is free" The young man laughed even more evilly, the middle-aged man saw the young man's smile and felt a chill on his back, which is a human smile, it is clearly a devil!

I only heard a muffled sound, the middle-aged man really flew into the sky, as for how he flew, I have to ask the boy. From the time the middle-aged man flies to the time when people see the teenager again, it's just a blink of an eye. Oh my God, how fast is he?

After cleaning up the garbage in front of him, the boy turned and walked away, ignoring the surprised gazes and mouth shapes of passers-by.

"It's always a bit hard to clean up the garbage, isn't it?" The young man counted the money in the middle-aged man's wallet, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly. Now the haircut and accommodation have been settled.

Surprisingly, even the teenager didn't notice it in the slightest, and in the process of kicking the middle-aged man away, there was one person who could see it clearly.

This person is the world's number one killer - Dragon Soul, the Dragon Soul came to Africa on a mission, who knew that he saw this thrilling scene. The masters are all cold and lonely, and for the dragon soul, the biggest wish in this life is to only seek defeat.

The speed of the young man just now surprised the dragon soul, even if he tried his best, he could barely reach that speed.

"Who the hell is this person, why have I never seen this person before?" the dragon soul asked secretly in his heart.

But the boy was at a loss to know that there was a master hidden in the darkness.

(The new book has just been written, please collect and share, thank you for your little sprinkle!)