There is no shouting from the sky, no sword and sword. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Silently confronted.

The idlers in the city gradually dispersed, forming a siege, like a pack of hungry wolves, hunched over, constantly wandering, looking for opportunities.

Chen Yuansheng and the three of them were still leaning on the grain cart, holding spears in a row. The protruding tip of the spear, like the spike of a hedgehog, makes it impossible for the hungry wolf to get his mouth out.

The boss was a little anxious, the black clouds in the sky were about to drift by, and the light of the moon that was obscured would spread over the earth again. If you can't do it sooner, you'll have to keep confronting each other.

Although the three cart pullers on the opposite side are exhausted and may collapse at some point, the idlers around him are not in much better condition, and they may continue to be consumed, and their side will collapse first.

You know, going so far before has already made the idlers complain.

It's also true, but if you have some ability, arms and legs, who wants to be this idler. Even if you are lazy and don't have a proper business, you can still talk with your fists.

The idlers don't even have a chance to speak with their fists in the city. Even if you can occasionally be majestic, you will immediately be taught a harder iron fist by others.

Whether it is a poor person in the government, or a family member of a large family, even if it is an ordinary businessman, it is difficult to provoke.

Occasionally, even if you bully people, you can only bully ordinary people. However, pulling out the radish and bringing out the mud, who doesn't have a relative or friend, who knows what towering trees are behind the seemingly ordinary small family.

In the end, they can only focus on the new faces. Not only that, but try to pick those soft ones to pinch.

Chen Yuansheng's dress as a down-and-out scholar, as well as his old and weak followers, made him mistakenly think that he was a soft persimmon.

But how could he have thought that this soft persimmon was organized and disciplined.

It's like the destitute people, who usually seem to be bullied casually, but if they have an organization, although they are individually fragile, they can form a red torrent. Unless several times stronger forces are used to forcibly suppress it, or if there is an internal rout and the line is wrong, it is impossible to fail at all.

Of course, most of the red torrents eventually failed for various reasons. Because, they lack a unified ideology, a long-term program. With even a small victory, the leadership will quickly deteriorate.

The boss's mind drifted far away, and he didn't urge the helpers to hurry up. People recognize him as the boss because he can bring food to everyone.

If he can't bring food and clothing, then he's nothing.

Don't look at idlers bullying this, bullying that, like a strong group, in fact, they are a real vulnerable group.

For the disadvantaged, they can only survive by signing up for warmth, and once they leave, they will only face death.

The black cloud was about to drift away, and the little gang looked around, but no one moved. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, the Adam's apple that had just emerged shook, remembering Sister Yufeng's Miaoman's posture, he straightened his chest, raised the weapon in his hand, and rushed towards Chen Yuansheng and the three of them with a shout.

His movements, like a boulder, plunged into the quiet surface of the lake, exploded a splash of water, and caused a ripple. The idler, who was originally grinding and no one stepped forward, rushed up behind him.

These people rushed towards Chen Yuansheng and the three of them from all directions, and Chen Yuansheng and the three of them did not change their movements until Chen Yuansheng shouted the slogan.