C City, Nanyuan District Business District.

The extravagant circles of neon lights shallow on the hustle and bustle of the streets, depriving the bright moon of its brilliance, and the men and women on the streets who have not returned from buying drunk, some are waving to stop cars, some are laughing at the night stalls, and the night cannot make the whole city quiet.

Behind the brightly lit main street, there is a dark alley, and the dark side of the city, at this time, stretches out tentacles one after another, in a vain attempt to pull people into the abyss of depravity.

"Xiaoyun, the most unaware thing about people is greed and self-indulgence, what do you think?"

In the alley, there was a point of light flickering on and off, and a middle-aged man held a freshly lit cigarette between his fingers, spitting smoke in his mouth, and looked faintly at the young man on the ground like a dead dog, and waved his hand with satisfaction.

Seeing the boss's command, the seven or eight men of different ages who had gathered around the young man dispersed one after another, threw away the bricks and wooden sticks in their hands, and returned to the middle-aged man's side.

On the ground, the young man struggled to move, feeling that his right leg seemed to have been broken, and when he moved slightly, a cone pain rushed to the door of his head, not to mention the countless blood stains on his body, and his face, which was already a little dirty, was even scratched out of the blood, and the blood dripped down his hair to the ground, which looked shocking.

The boy adjusted his posture, really like a dog, lying on all fours on the ground, his right hand clenched into a fist, pressed against his chest, and only supported himself with his elbows to prevent him from falling, and then he lifted a face covered in blood and soil, and showed an ugly smile to the middle-aged man.

"Uncle Wang. It's not that I don't understand the rules, it's just that Xiaolin is about to lose his hold, and if he can't get enough money to pay for the medicine. Fear...... Ahem......"

When the young man said this, his originally bright eyes suddenly dimmed, and he coughed violently a few times, and a few pieces of blood foam mixed with a broken tooth spit out of the young man's mouth.

"I'm sorry Uncle Wang, please give us a way to live, I'm sorry. Sorry ......"

As he spoke, the young man slammed his head into the bluestone ground and kowtowed to the middle-aged man opposite. The clenched fist of his right hand was even tighter, and it was a few small tickets that he had spent two hours asking for in front of a bar on the street.

But for teenagers. These few crumpled money. It's a life, a life of his brother Xiaolin, here today, he can not have this little life, but he needs to send this money back, if he can, he is absolutely willing to exchange his life for his brother's survival.

Uncle Wang lowered his eyes and looked at the young man who kept kowtowing. There was a little gloom in his eyes, and the boy came to his territory to beg for money today for what would he do. He naturally knew the reason for the Dao, in fact, Xiao Lin's injury was originally his hand, in order to make these two teenagers surrender to him.

I really didn't expect that even if Xiao Lin was seriously injured and urgently needed medical treatment, the two of them did not come to beg for themselves, but finally lowered their heads after being caught begging on their own territory.

But such a bow is not what Uncle Wang wants.

"That's okay, Xiaoyun, hand over the money you begged for, and today's matter will be over, what do you see?"

Uncle Wang squinted his eyes and slowly spit out a smoke ring, but this sentence in his mouth undoubtedly completely wiped out the last glimmer of hope of the young man, with the current injury of the young man, I am afraid that it is not much better than Xiaolin, and it may be more difficult to go out to beg for money, Uncle Wang's words, when it directly wiped out the vitality of the two!

Hearing this, the young man also stopped kowtowing, raised his head again, and the new wound on his forehead was bloody, which covered the young man's left eye, and after hearing Uncle Wang's words, the young man's eyes calmed down, and it was such a calm that the corners of Uncle Wang's eyes jumped.

This is a kind of peace that ignores life and death, it is a kind of peace that goes to death, if a person can't even make him afraid of death, then what can move him?

Uncle Wang has seen such a look, more than ten years ago, in order to seize the most golden territory, he fought with another group of beggars, after completely crippling the other party, the beggar leader, in the case of broken hands and feet, bit off the three fingers of his left hand with his teeth!

In the last moment before the beggar's death, what Uncle Wang saw was such a calm look, the man looked at himself calmly, chewed and swallowed Uncle Wang's severed finger with his teeth, and finally fell in a pool of blood.

For a long time after that, Uncle Wang was awakened by this scene several times in his sleep, and when he saw the same look again, a cold air suddenly rose to the back of Uncle Wang's neck, and Uncle Wang couldn't help but take a step back.

The young man didn't speak, just looked at Uncle Wang fixedly, and the right hand that was clenched tightly was loosened, and then the young man silently put the paper ticket in his hand into his blood-soaked trouser pocket, and slowly got up from the ground with his left leg alone.

Leaning heavily against the wall, the boy dragged his right leg, which was only in pain, and slowly stood up, his right hand, which had become white at the joints due to the long-term clenching of his fists, stretched out again, and reached out and wiped it heavily on his face.

"Uncle Wang, if you want me to die, please kill me now, otherwise, I will send this money back, or if you can't kill me today, but you rob the money, then I, Mo Yun, swear here, in my lifetime, until the moment I die, I will try to kill you."

At this moment, not only Uncle Wang, but even the subordinates next to him all felt a cool breath rushing up the back of their necks, and the young man's calm words did not carry any emotion, but they were taken for granted.

Finally, Uncle Wang hesitated for the first time.

It is absolutely impossible to kill people, and in this era of the legal system, even the most humble existence has the right to live. Now it is different from more than ten years ago, the dark power of the city has all shrunk, and he does not dare to touch the bottom line of the law, let alone a beggar like Uncle Wang.

Facing the young man's eyes that disregarded life, Uncle Wang knew that the other party was definitely not joking.

"Good, good! In that case, let me ask you one more question, will you die for me? You nodded, Xiaolin's life, I'll save it for you! ”

It is worthy of more than ten years of old rivers and lakes. Uncle Wang understands that he may not be able to stop this young man today, since this is the case, why not take this opportunity to accept the other party?

It's just a sentence. Uncle Wang regained his advantages, it is undeniable that Uncle Wang is many, many times richer than the young man, and sending Xiaolin to seek medical treatment is no simpler, just relying on the little money that the young man got today, I am afraid it will be worth two days of medicine money.

As for saying that if the teenager doesn't agree, he will lose face. Uncle Wang doesn't care at all, as a beggar, what face does he have?

This boy named Mo Yun. Silent again, he naturally knew the benefits of joining Uncle Wang's organization, and it was naturally much easier and safer to mix up with more people than to go it alone. But. The price to be paid for this correspondence is also much heavier.

Just like the group of people around Uncle Wang, they are actually Uncle Wang's dogs, who have lost not only their freedom in life, but also their dignity as a human being.

"I can follow you, but Kobayashi can't!"

is stronger than people, and he groaned for a while. Mo Yun finally nodded, and he naturally knew what to say. On his own, maybe he still can't save Xiao Lin's dying life, even if he gets lucky today, what about tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow?

Mo Yun is also seriously injured now, I'm afraid that before he can get the money to cure Xiaolin, he will have to get in, Uncle Wang, maybe it is his last choice.

"Ha Lu Ha! Good! Then from now on, you are your own person, pole, Lao Hei, you two go to Xiaolin first and send him to the hospital! ”

After speaking, Uncle Wang took out a few hundred-yuan bills from his arms and stuffed them into the hand of the man called Lao Hei, and the two subordinates answered, ran out of the alley, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

After doing all this, Uncle Wang turned back to look at Mo Yun, who was also seriously injured, with a smile on his face, stepped forward to support Mo Yun's shoulder, and with a flick of the cigarette butt in his hand, that little bit of light was completely extinguished in the darkness.

"Xiaoyun, I hope you don't regret it!"

Uncle Wang naturally knew that this was not the best moment to subdue this person, but at least now Xiao Lin's life was in his hands, and he was not afraid of Mo Yun's backlash.

"Uncle Wang, don't worry, although I haven't read a book, I also know the word "loyalty", from now on, my life is yours!"

"That's good! I'll take you to the hospital, you guys, get back to work! ”

Gently patted Mo Yun's shoulder with satisfaction, the smile on Uncle Wang's lips became even bigger, and he personally helped Mo Yun and stepped into the light in the darkness again.

The hustle and bustle at the door of the bar was still there, and no one noticed the bloody curtain behind the glitz, and no one knew that the middle-aged uncle who walked out of the alley was actually the master of all the beggars in this area, except for one person.

It was a somewhat disheveled young man, who looked to be in his twenties, and was mingling among the drunken men and women at the moment, coldly watching Uncle Wang walk out of the alley step by step, helping a limping young man, walking slowly towards him, and secretly clenching the dagger in his right hand.

Closer, closer, Uncle Wang was full of smiles, as if he was saying something to Mo Yun, and was about to come to the side of the road to hail a car, and at this time, a figure stuck behind him.

"Back then, my dad just bit your three fingers, and today, I'm here to take your life!"

While speaking, the young man skillfully covered Uncle Wang's mouth, stabbed the dagger into Uncle Wang's heart, and after stabbing three times in a row, the young man did not hesitate, flipped his wrist, and stabbed Mo Yun twice in the back of the heart as if he had done it.

"I'm sorry, I have no grievances with you, I can only blame you for your bad life!"

Mo Yun's throat was blocked by the surging blood, and he couldn't make any sound, and as Uncle Wang fell to the ground on the side, Mo Yun also fell to the ground fiercely, his eyes widened, and he watched the young man dodge into the crowd and disappear.

The drunken men and women next to him, only when these two fell to the ground drunk, for a while, no one noticed that something was wrong.

Mo Yun's body twitched lightly twice, and he looked at the city's not beautiful night sky with affection, listening to the noise that belonged to the world, thinking about Xiao Lin, who didn't know life and death now, no matter how unwilling he was in his chest, he could only slowly close his eyes.

At this last moment, Mo Yun saw a pair of eyes that were brighter than Xingyue, and seemed to be slowly drifting towards him. (To be continued......)

PS: This Mo Yun is very important, so it took a lot of pen and ink, hmm......