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ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 129

This is a young man dressed in a copycat version of Adida.

It looks like he should be around twenty-three or fourteen years old.

He chews gum in his mouth, wears an earring on his right ear, and wears a cap!

It looks like the kind of young man who dances hip-hop in the square.

Just now, the little beggar's small cart went out of control, and it was this guy who kicked it.

"Drafting, don't you work hard, why don't you talk to people here?

The young man looked at the little beggar, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he said viciously.

Hearing this, the little beggar suddenly shook his body.

His face showed a look of horror, and he hurriedly said loudly: "Big brother spare your life, I'll beg for money now, and I will definitely complete the task today." ”

Seeing this scene, Qin Buer's heart chilled, and he looked at the man in the hat and asked, "Who are you?"

"Are you mentally retarded, or are you deaf? Didn't you hear him call me big brother?"

The man in the hat looked at Qin Buer coldly and said, "He's my brother, what's wrong?Do you have any opinions? Boy, if you are willing to give money, you can give it, if you don't want to, get out!"

His tone made Qin Buji very unhappy.

Nima, did I provoke you? As if I were the emperor.

Moreover, he would not believe that this young man was the brother of the little beggar.

How could an elder brother let his younger brother become a beggar?

At that moment, Qin Buer laughed and said, "I don't give money, I want to heal his hands and feet!"

Qin Buji is not a stupid person, he has seen a lot of news about this kind of beggar on the Internet.

I didn't expect to meet one at random, that is, there are organized gangs.

Is the beggar industry so developed now?

After listening to Qin Buer's words, the man in the hat suddenly glanced at Qin Buer in surprise, and then sneered: "Can you cure him?"

"Okay, I can cure him, but not here, as long as I come with me, I can be cured!" Qin Buji said.

"Let's go, where are we going, what are we going to eat, are you going to give us the money we lost today?" said the man in the hat impatiently.

Qin Buer's eyes widened, and he said in surprise, "Aren't you his brother, don't you care about his health?"

The man in the hat was stunned for a moment, then immediately turned his face, and said scoldingly: "Where did you come from, are you here to find fault?" I can tell you, there are hundreds of people under our Cui Ye's hands, don't mess with us......"

Hearing this, Qin Buer was taken aback.

He looked at the man in the hat and said, "I'm just going to take him to heal, why did I provoke you?"

The man in the hat stared at Qin Buer, his face uncertain.

What is the origin of this kid?

He thought about it for a moment, and he really wanted to rush up and fight this kid for 300 rounds.

But the next moment he felt that he should not be able to kill this kid.

The man in the hat rolled his eyes, and saw that there were many people gathered nearby, and he immediately thought about it.

"Folks, fathers and elders commenting on the reasoning, the people in the city are bullying, and they don't even let them beg for money, how can our brothers live, I just want to ask for some money to treat my brother, why do you stop me......"

His voice is very loud, with a hint of crying, this guy's acting skills are simply amazing.

Even Qin Buji felt that it was a waste for this guy not to act.

However, the other party's reaction was indeed beyond Qin Fuji's imagination.

It seems that this guy's head is really not stupid!

Since ancient times, Chinese people have the habit of moving stools to play soy sauce to watch the excitement.

Not only that, but the Chinese people also have the beautiful custom of sympathizing with the weak.

Therefore, bad guys will always use these two points to achieve their ulterior goals.

This hat man shouted so blindly that he immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Passers-by stopped their hurried footsteps, and after hearing the words of the hat man, the sense of justice in their bodies was suddenly ignited.

With angry expressions on their faces, they began to point their fingers at Qin Bu'er, judging Qin Bu'er with words.

"What are you doing here, young man, why don't you let people beg?

"That is, what's wrong with the people in the city? The people in the city are superior to others? You have to stop people from begging for food, is it very stubborn? Grass, there is a kind of practice for us?"

"The most annoying thing is this kind of self-righteous city person, scolding the person next door, I really want to slap him to death!"

", don't be embarrassed here......"

Seeing that so many passers-by were supporting him, the man in the hat suddenly cried even more heartbreakingly, and even tears flowed out.

Qin Buer admired it even more in his heart, paralyzed, this kind of acting skills, if he didn't win the Oscar, it would be a waste.

For the accusations of these passers-by, Qin Bujiquan didn't hear it.

Far from being ugly, his face was full of smiles.

He didn't look at anyone, but quietly looked at the little beggar, his face was kind, and his smile made people feel like a spring breeze.

The little beggar looked at Qin Buer blankly, and for a moment, he seemed to have lost his mind.

Because, from the eyes of this big brother, he saw encouragement, sympathy, and warmth.

"He really cares about himself...... "The little beggar thought to himself.

"You tell everyone, did I bully you?" Qin Buji asked with a smile.

He needed an answer, an answer to whether it was worth it or not.

If this little beggar still has a conscience, so why not help him himself?

But if the little beggar chooses to give in, even if he is willing to help him, there is no way.

After listening to Qin Buer's words, the little beggar glanced at the man in the hat cautiously and did not speak.

In fact, why didn't he want to stand up straight and live upright?

As long as he is a normal person, who wants to crawl and roll on the ground with his hands and feet disabled? Who wants to be such a beggar without the slightest dignity?

He really didn't want to.

But what can be done?

He deeply knows what kind of person Cui Ye is behind this hat man.

It can be said that if you really say everything, you will inevitably suffer retaliation.

Maybe tomorrow, my body will be salvaged in some stinking ditch.

Maybe even the corpses were burned to ashes.

At that time, as long as Cui Ye casually finds an excuse for himself to drown and burn to death, he will die in vain.

He's just a little beggar, and when a little beggar dies, he won't attract much attention.

Even when the news of his death was heard by passers-by, it was just a laugh, and no one cared.

This is how small he is, so small that no one cares about it, no one pays attention.

The little beggar didn't want to die.

He cares more about his life than about the health of his hands and feet.

The ants are still stealing life, let alone him?