"Over there," Jun Hao stretched out his hand and pointed, and really saw a figure running into the alley, "Chase," Jun Hao said, and took the lead in chasing in the direction of Mo Yang.

Mo Yang kept running, running and running, until there was no one in the place, and he stopped, his heart pounding, as if he was about to jump out.

"Ho ......" I have to say that Mo Yang is still a little happy at the moment, although the method is a little dirty, but after all, it is the first time he has relied on his own ability to get money. Look at the money bag in your hand The material is slippery, very valuable material, and it must contain a lot of money.

Mo Yang was about to open it, but was suddenly snatched away by a hand.

"Hey, ...... you" looked up, but found that it was Uncle Hong, Mo Yang was startled, and his mind was suddenly confused, could it be that he still couldn't escape from the palm of Uncle Hong's hand?

Uncle Hong took the money bag in his hand and looked at it, and said, "Yo, I didn't expect it, Mo Yang, aren't you rich and rich, and have become the dog of the white and tender young master?" How can you come out to beg for a living? ”

"Give it back to me, it's mine."

"No, this should have been stolen by you, and the stolen things are naturally your Uncle Hong and mine," Uncle Hong smiled, and then opened the money bag, only to find that it was an old and white purse, and there was nothing of value in it. Hollowed out and nothing, Uncle Hong angrily tore the old purse in half, and there were dry petals falling out of it, Uncle Hong then scolded: "Useless things, even if you change the master, you don't have any interest, and you will be unlucky when you look at it." ”

As he spoke, Uncle Hong threw the broken purse on the ground, stepped on it with his foot, crushed it a few times, and spit on Mo Yang, and then swaggered away.

"My thing," Mo Yang squatted down, reached out to pick up the broken purse, and he had always been stiff shed a tear: "So, am I really a useless thing?" Why am I so useless? ”

The only thing around him answered him was silence.

"Where the thief runs!" Yu Shachong turned a corner in the alley and saw Mo Yang, shouted loudly, and rushed over.

Mo Yang looked back, why did he chase after him so quickly? Grab the broken purse in your hand, pull your legs and run.

He, a young man with no power to tie a chicken, where can he run the well-trained and martial arts Yu Sha, who played a few laps in the alley and was carried by Yu Sha like a chicken to the Lord Hao.

"My purse," Jun Hao walked over and snatched the thing that belonged to him in Mo Yang's hand, only to find that the purse had been broken in half, and there were footprints on it.

Jun Hao raised his head, his eyes gloomy: "You ruined it?" ”

At that moment, Mo Yang saw sadness in Jun Hao's eyes, but it was fleeting, and it was replaced by monstrous anger.

He saw the silver-haired man's eyes swell with anger, and he swung his palm at him, and a strong wind rushed in, and then his heart was torn apart by the pain, his throat was burned by the heat of blood, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and before he fell unconscious, he could still hear the man's angry roar.

Mo Yang suddenly regretted a little, it seemed that he should not base his hopes for life on ruining other people's happiness. That purse seemed to be very important to the silver-haired man.

"You ruined it, do you know how important it is to me?" Jun Hao strode over and kicked the unconscious Mo Yang out.

Luo Ya and Yu Sha hurriedly stepped forward to grab Jun Hao.

"Lord Wang, don't be angry, if you continue like this, he will die." After all, Luo Ya is a woman, and she can't see anything cruel.

"He is innocent of death," Jun Hao, who was on the verge of anger, was so angry that his face and neck were red.

Yu Sha looked at Mo Yang, who was beaten half to death, and said in a ghostly manner: "Lord Wang, just let him die like this, isn't it too cheap for him." It's better to take him back to the palace, put him in a dungeon, and then slowly torture him. ”