In addition to this, there are all kinds of modern weapons! These are also deadly threats!

Before the Qing Dynasty, hundreds of schools of thought contended, and all kinds of martial arts masters and grandmasters emerged in endlessly!

In modern times, with the advent of guns and ammunition, martial arts began to wither. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fortunately, after a lifetime of hard work, it is not worth a year of others practicing guns!

This is the luck of the toiling masses, but it is the sorrow of the martial arts world.

From Da Niu and the others, Beifeng knew that the martial arts had not completely declined, but it was hidden deeper.

Beifeng looked at the time, it was already eight o'clock in the morning, washed up, and Beifeng went out.

"Beggars, or gangsters?"

Beifeng stood on the overpass, watching the pedestrians come and go thoughtfully.

"The beggar still forgets, no one else has done anything hurtful, and there is no need to change the trajectory of his life. ”

Looking at a ragged beggar begging at pedestrians on the road below, Beifeng thought for a moment and turned away silently.

"So do you want to choose a gang?"

In the evening, Beifeng came to a bar and looked at some of the tattoos inside, looking like I wasn't a good person.

"Forget it, it's just some little gangsters. ”

The north wind departed silently.

Three days passed, and the north wind did not find a satisfactory candidate.

At night, the north wind unconsciously walked into a bustling pedestrian street, and most of the clothes were sold on both sides.

"Sister, you are so beautiful, let me give you two flowers. ”

Zhou Lin and her boyfriend Sun Qiang had dinner together, ready to go to the movies, walking outside the movie theater, a little girl about ten years old held a large handful of packaged roses and said sweetly to Zhou Lin.

"Such beautiful roses, thank you little sister. ”

Zhou Lin took the rose, touched the little girl's head, and then prepared to leave with Sun Qiang.

"Brother, I gave my sister flowers, you have to pay. ”

The little girl stepped forward and pulled Sun Qiang's clothes and said.

"Little sister, this is the flower you gave me. ”

Zhou Lin asked in surprise.

"But I have to pay for it from my brother. ”

The little girl tugged at Sun Qiang's clothes and didn't let go.

"How much is that?"

Sun Qiang was helpless and asked the little girl.

"One is twenty, two are forty dollars. ”

The little girl's answer made Sun Qiang's face stiffen.

"Xiao Linzi, give her back the flowers. ”

Sun Qiang was a little depressed, he really thought he was stupid!

Three or five yuan a flower, Sun Qiang will not say anything, just give money, but now two roses actually cost forty yuan!

"Little sister, I'll give you back the flowers, don't want it, can you let go of this brother's clothes?"

Zhou Lin handed the flower to the little girl and said suicidly.

"No, the flowers have already been given to you, and they are yours. ”

The little girl not only did not let go, but grabbed it tighter and said stubbornly.

The two eyes looked at Zhou Lin stubbornly.

"How can there be such a terrible look!"

Zhou Lin looked at the little girl's eyes, a little scared.

What a pair of eyes, full of numbness and hatred.

"Sun Qiang, or..."

"Impossible! Give her the flowers and we'll go! If you like it, I'll go to the florist and wrap you up with a bouquet later!"

Sun Qiang's stubborn temper came up, and he directly snatched two roses from Zhou Lin's hands and stuffed them to the little girl.

"I warn you, don't keep up again!"

Then he broke free of the little girl's hand and left with Zhou Lin.

"Sun Qiang, did you say that this little girl was forced to come out to sell flowers? What if she can't sell flowers and goes back and is beaten up?"

Zhou Lin whispered.

"So what, there are too many unfortunate people, can they help me? What if it's a liar?"

Sun Qiang had a headache, but Zhou Lin's heart was still too soft.

The two chatted and drifted away.

The little girl was left silently picking up flowers on the ground.

"Give me two flowers. ”

A figure appeared in front of the little girl and said lightly, holding a hundred yuan in his hand.

The little girl raised her head to look at the person in front of her, then took out two flowers and took a hundred yuan, but she had no intention of looking for money.

Beifeng didn't care, took two flowers into a coffee shop next to him, ordered a cup of coffee and drank it slowly.

The north wind is not a panic to burn money, just a momentary compassion.

thought that if he hadn't been picked up and raised by his grandfather, maybe his life would be even more miserable than the little girl now.

But the main reason is that Beifeng feels that he has found the best candidate!

Of course, it is not the little girl who sells flowers, but the man who appears in front of the little girl now.

"Little slut, it's only such a little money at the end of the day, and it's not enough for Lao Tzu to play mahjong. ”

The man took the little girl's hand for a hundred or so dollars and muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Sell flowers well, don't be lazy, I'll add an egg to you today until the night of three hundred. ”

The man got the money and wandered away.

After ten o'clock, the pedestrians on the street began to thin out, and the little girl walked away with the rest of the flowers.

Beifeng settled the bill, and went out of the store to silently follow behind, following the little girl.

This walk took more than half an hour, until I walked into an urban village.

The buildings in the urban villages are all decades old, and they are said to be demolished every year, but they have not been implemented until now.

The dilapidated roads, the dim streetlights, and the low-rise buildings are in stark contrast to the high-rise buildings across the street.

Most of them are migrant workers, and although the place is a little dilapidated, the rent is cheaper.

Along the way, Beifeng saw several little girls and boys silently appearing, walking in one direction, but they did not greet each other, and they looked gloomy.

The north wind's gaze was a little colder again.

Soon a few children entered a shabby-looking house, and there were bursts of crying from inside.

"Cry what are you crying, cry again and break your feet, believe it or not!"

A man's brows furrowed, and the words that came out of his mouth made people chill.

"This benefit is getting worse and worse, and today it is less than 3,000 yuan in total. ”

More than a dozen men were counting the money they had collected in the courtyard.

"Boss, if you want me to say sell those children who can't sell flowers, forget it, and keep one more mouth to eat. ”

The man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks said dissatisfiedly.

", aren't you stupid?!Who would dare to ask for such a big child?"

Another retorted.

"If you want me to say that it's okay to break my hands and feet and pull them out to beg. ”

The other said cruelly, looking at the dozen or so children in the yard with malicious eyes.

"Knock knock!"

There was a knock at the door, which made everyone stunned.

A clever man hurried to the door and looked out through the crack in the door.

But the street lights outside were dim, and I couldn't see why.

"Bang!"

There was a sound as the wooden door flew into the courtyard.

The unfortunate ghost standing behind the door didn't even snort, and fainted.

"Brothers, copy guys!"

The leader's eyes narrowed, and after seeing that there was only one person, he said coldly.