"Xiaofeng, eat quickly!"

The old beggar looked a little flustered.

Among the beggars in Mocheng, this group of young and middle-aged beggars has always been dominant. Every time they begged for food, the young beggars had to choose first. And most of the property was begged for by them.

In the desert city, where martial law is now imposed, any bite of food is precious to them. Just yesterday, these young beggars had just killed two elderly beggars and snatched half of the steamed buns from them.

And today, most of the steamed buns in Shi Hao's hands are likely to become the bane.

"Boy, don't eat it!"

When the young beggars saw that Shi Hao was still gobbling up steamed buns, they suddenly felt a pain in their flesh and became angry.

In their hearts, that steamed bun is already in their bag. Every time Shi Hao eats a little, they have less.

Immediately, two young beggars ran over and kicked Shi Hao to the ground with one kick.

Shi Hao didn't dare to make a move, once he made a move, his breath would definitely be captured by Qin Ming. When the time comes, I am afraid that it will be really difficult for him to escape.

The beggar saw Shi Hao lying on the ground very helplessly, and immediately burst out laughing.

One of the young beggars snatched most of the steamed buns directly from Shi Hao's hands, and also gave Shi Hao two big slaps.

Shi Hao's face suddenly swollen and turned into a big pig's head.

At this time, Shi Hao's fists were clenched as if they were about to pinch blood, but in the end he still didn't make a move. Flash Dance endures the humiliation for a while, and it is possible for him to live.

Shi Hao thought that after these young beggars snatched away the steamed buns, they would leave. But who would have thought that these beggars had no intention of giving up at all.

I saw two beggars take out two thick hemp ropes and tie up Shi Hao and the old beggar. Immediately afterward, the two of them were hung from the beams of the house.

"My lords, please spare us both. Steamed buns, steamed buns are for you!"

The old beggar begged for mercy.

"How did those two old beggars in the east of the city die the day before yesterday?"

A young beggar said jokingly.

"I don't know, hang them and die!"

The other two young beggars said deliberately.

The next moment, one of the young beggars got a bucket of swill from nowhere. The foul smell suddenly filled the entire ruined temple.

"Don't say that my brothers won't give you food, I'll eat all these things!"

The young beggar at the head spoke.

"Ladies and gentlemen, how can you eat this thing! I hope that your lordships will raise your noble hands and let our grandchildren live!"

"I said you can eat as much as you can! The day before yesterday, the two old beggars in the east of the city had eaten up, what could you not do!"

At this time, the old beggar and Shi Hao finally understood how the two old beggars in the east of the city died. Flash Dance

It's really too deceitful, it's unbearable.

Shi Hao couldn't bear it anymore, but he wasn't stupid enough to shoot directly.

Shi Hao pretended to be flustered and said.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let me tell you the source of the steamed buns, will you let us live?"

When those young beggars heard this, their faces immediately looked a little suspicious.

"Can you still get steamed buns?"

You must know that even ordinary residents in Mocheng may not be able to eat steamed buns.

These beggars are extremely luxurious to be able to eat some coarse grains, especially in the current situation.

"My grandfather and I found a dilapidated house yesterday with half a bag of flour in it. My grandfather and I used a little, and the remaining flour was enough to steam hundreds of steamed buns!"

Hundreds of steamed buns?

When several young and middle-aged beggars heard this, their faces immediately showed greed.

With these hundreds of steamed buns, they can stay in the nest for a month, and they will no longer run around for food.

At this time, their minds were already occupied by the big steamed buns with white flowers. These beggars had completely believed Shi Hao's words, and they saw a beggar who was breathing a little short and asked sharply.

"Where's the flour?"

The old beggar on the side was up and down in his heart, and he knew best whether there was flour or not.

This steamed bun was picked up by him from outside the door of a large family.

Where is there any flour!

"Get the two of them off, take us to the flour. I couldn't find flour and steamed them!"

The young beggar led by him said viciously.

Shi Hao took the old beggar and a group of young beggars around several alleys, and finally came to a dilapidated temple.

The cobwebs at the door are connected, and it is clear that this place has been abandoned for a long time.

The young and middle-aged beggar led by him suddenly said with some doubts.

"Is the flour you said really here?"

Shi Hao heard this and spoke.

"That half bag of flour should have been offered before this place was abandoned. The cooked food and the fruit were rotten, but the half bag of flour was preserved!"

Mocheng is located in the north, dry and rainy all year round.

It is not impossible that a bag of flour can be stored for a year without any means of storage.

"Quick! Take us in!"

The temple was empty, with only a dilapidated human figure. Among them, it should be the legendary mountain god.

There are many barren mountains in the northern part of the stone country, and most people believe in mountain gods and even surpass the human emperor.

In the hearts of many people, the mountain god is even stronger than the human emperor.

"Where's the flour you said?"

"I've hidden him in a stone statue!

Shi Hao immediately spoke.

"You're pretty smart!"

The young beggar at the head opened his mouth and praised.

They let go of Shi Hao, only to see Shi Hao step on the dome of the temple in a few steps. It's faster than these beggars can imagine.

This is like a beggar who has been hungry for a week.

Then the young beggars understood that they must have been tricked by this boy. Shi Hao was able to go up to the roof, but they couldn't.

These young beggars only have a handful of brute force and cannot use it.

"Boy, this old beggar is in my hands. Come down obediently, or I'll let him be in a different place now, believe it or not!"

The young beggar at the head put the short knife in his hand on the old beggar's neck.

"Slow!"

From the beginning, Shi Hao was not ready to run.

The reason why these people are brought here is to make a better move.

This place is located in the westernmost part of Mocheng, far away from the city lord's mansion. Even if Qin Ming could feel the battle fluctuations, he would not be able to perceive the specific location instantly, and could only judge the approximate location.

As long as Shi Hao was fast enough, Qin Ming couldn't find him if he chased after him in time.

At this time, Shi Hao had already thought of a way out.

What was now in front of him was to hurry up and take care of these beggars.

"Xiaofeng, you go quickly!"

When the old beggar saw Shi Hao on the roof, his face suddenly turned happy.

It's okay if he dies with an old bone, as long as Shi Hao can survive.

But Shi Hao didn't seem to hear it, and jumped down in a few steps!