Luo Xiao's expression was blank, and she ran with the beggars.

But he didn't go far before he was stopped by seven or eight county officials.

"Go, go, go! This place can you come? "There was a man from the public gate and the yamen with a disgusted expression and waved his hand to drive people away.

Their present place is the north-south avenue in the middle of the city.

On both sides of the avenue are various restaurants.

This kind of place is the face of a city, and beggars are such a shady thing, and it is impossible for the county government to allow them to appear here.

An old beggar begged, "Master! Please let us go! We're definitely not stopping on the road! Leave now! The beggars are coming to arrest someone! ”

"Go, go, go! The beggars don't go where the beggars go. The man slammed his head and face with a scabbard and threw it at the old beggar, smashing him directly on the head and breaking the blood.

"Fuck off! If you don't roll, be careful that the long knife in Lao Tzu's hand doesn't have long eyes! ”

The beggars were silent, and no one dared to help the old beggar.

Only the little beggar just now went over to help the old beggar, but he couldn't help him with a little strength.

When he turned around, he happened to see Luo Xiao, so he said, "Come here and help!" ”

Luo Xiao frowned slightly, but still went over to help pick up the old beggar and left.

The three of them came to a dry bridge near the outskirts of the city, and then they put the old man down.

The little beggar glanced at Luo Xiao, and suddenly said, "Remember to hide your identity as a woman, otherwise you will be unlucky." ”

He...... No, it should be said that she looked at Luo Xiao's hideous and terrifying face, and said, "But your face is good, it's quite enviable." ”

Luo Xiao touched his face crisscrossed by wounds and said, "Is this also worthy of envy?" ”

As soon as she spoke, she realized that her voice was also broken, and now the sound was as harsh as a saw.

Now she's a complete wreck.

However, she was not too sad, she knew that this was just Wang Quan's test for her.

Then it doesn't matter, she can accept it.

The little beggar smiled.

It's not that I'm laughing, I don't know whether I'm crying or laughing.

She raised two arms, but only one hand.

At the end of the forearm of her left arm is her wrist.

"When I was sold to a prostitution parlor, an old man tried to sleep with me, and I desperately resisted and bit off his life, and then I was beaten half to death. Later, I pretended to be dead and was thrown to a mass grave in the northern suburbs, and was rescued by Grandpa Sun. ”

The little beggar raised his chin and pointed at the old beggar on the ground, "Grandpa Sun taught me to wash my face with sand to make it miserable, but I still don't have to pay for it." I cut off my hand like the children the beggars had taken away, so that it would look a little more miserable.

"Then pick some of the restaurants that the heroes and heroines often go to sell miserably, and sure enough, the money they get has increased. It's just that they are often beaten by the yamen who patrol the streets, as well as the restaurant guard.

"This is not bad, the beggar gang has also killed dogs, and after eating dog meat, they sew children into dog skins as human dogs to show money for money."

Luo Xiao raised his head suddenly, "The yamen doesn't care, there are still righteous sects." ”

"Who cares."

"Then they ......"

"Just give it to those who stutter, and throw it to the grave when they die."

The little beggar didn't care what he said, and Luo Xiao just listened quietly.

Glancing at the old beggar on the ground, she said, "Do you want to find a doctor?" ”

"Where does the money come from, even the rich don't want to save the beggars." The little beggar seemed very indifferent, "Hold on, just get through, you can't stand it...... It's also Grandpa Sun's luck. ”

Luo Xiao continued to be silent.

In the evening, the old beggar did not survive and died.

There was no way out of the city at night, so the little beggar threw him into the mud of the riverbed and lay down to sleep.

Luo Xiao leaned on the bridge with her legs in her arms, looked up at the dark clouds in the sky, and listened to the snoring of the little beggar next to her, for some reason, she thought of Wang Quan.

"What is Childe doing?"

If I go to him tomorrow, I won't be able to find him.

Since it's a trial, the son must be watching himself, and if the trial passes, he will appear.

............

Wang Quan was eating.

There was only one person, and at his feet he was leaning against an oil-paper umbrella he had bought in the afternoon.

Ah Jiu wanted to follow, but he refused.

Su Zicheng was sent out by him to keep an eye on Luo Xiao, and by the way, he did another thing, and he is not there now.

The old man of Wu was busy with the affairs of the fields in Zhuangzi outside the city, and he was also not there.

Now he's alone.

This is a liquor store in the west end of the city.

It's the kind of small wine shop with a gray torn tarpaulin and a few wooden tables underneath.

The boss was an old man who was blind in one eye, and he was dressed in a very clean cloth with patches and starch.

There is only one customer in the wine shop, Wang Quan.

In front of him was a pot of turbid wine that had just been sold, and there was a half-bowl of clear soup Yangchun noodles left.

No eggs.

Wang Quan reluctantly ate half a bowl, and couldn't help frowning and putting down his chopsticks.

It's so light that there's not even a bit of salt.

Soy sauce is gone.

"Boss, do you have garlic?"

The boss brought three cloves of garlic, "Naturally, there are them." ”

Wang Quan nodded, peeling the garlic slowly.

Less leaning, a group of people came scolding.

This is a group of beggars, but beggars with big shoulders and round waists.

Although the clothes on his body are worn and patched, they are not dirty, but as dusty as the boss.

When I arrived at the wine shop, someone glanced at Wang Quan.

Seeing that Wang Quan didn't look up, he didn't think much about it.

He sat at three tables far away from Wang Quan, asked for a few jars of wine and a few snacks, and asked for a plate of melon seeds.

After thanking the boss politely, they chatted.

Xu felt that there were still outsiders at such a late hour, and they were not loud.

But it still couldn't escape Wang Quan's ears.

"Third child, how is the harvest today?"

"More than ten taels of silver, so-so. What's going on over there? You're the most oily and watery human dog there, so you have to have fifty taels! ”

"Tsk, it's just more than thirty taels, and I was scolded by Elder Xu just now. He said I didn't value what was in the gang. ”

"What's wrong?"

"Wow, it's just two black-skinned dogs dead."

"Huh? You have two black skins, I remember that they are the two most profitable ends, but it's a pity. ”

"What's the pity, just grab a few good goods another day and come back."

"That's right, come, drink and drink."

Wang Quan lowered his head and peeled the garlic seriously.

Pinch both ends, twist it, the garlic skin will crack, and then it will be easy to peel.

Finally, he peeled two of them.

Crystal clear, as round and full as ivory white jade.

But when he peeled the third one, he couldn't unscrew the epidermis.

Xu had a little longer nails, and it took some effort to peel them, and he accidentally peeled off a small pit.

Holding garlic in his hand, Wang Quan looked awkward.

Sighing, he took the garlic and walked to the other side of the table, just in time to sit at the same table as the two people who had just spoken.

The sound of their small talk was gone, and everyone looked over.

Sitting in front of Wang Quan was a gloomy middle-aged man.

He knocked a melon seed, spit out the skin on the side of his face, "What's the matter with the young man?" ”

He winked, and the beggars at the other two tables put down their sticks for the time being.

Be a beggar, look accurately.

He could see that Wang Quan's outfit was worth a lot of money.

"It's nothing, it's just that you're in a mess." Wang Quan looked at the garlic in his hand, "As soon as my heart is messed up, the garlic will be peeled." If the garlic is peeled, the clear water noodles can't be eaten. ”

The young man laughed, and the beggar laughed very unnaturally, "Someone!" Blanch two jugs of wine! Then put on a plate of roasted mutton to satisfy the hunger of the young man! ”

He arched his hand, "Shaoxia, I don't know if this is okay?" ”

"No." Wang Quan slowly raised his head, his eyes were scarlet and rich.

The gloomy beggar's face changed and he was about to retreat!

Meantime! Several long sticks on both sides and behind them have slammed down on the back of Wang Quan's head with a whistling sound!

But the next moment, I saw the rouge color flashing away.

They all stood still in the posture of smashing sticks.

Wang Quan slowly got up and walked towards the gloomy middle-aged man who had fallen to the ground and moved backwards.

With each step, a beggar's head and limbs detach from his body.

It seems to be raining.

Shadows hung over the gloomy middle-aged face.

He raised his head, his face full of horror, "Where did we offend Your Excellency?!" ”

"Didn't I say that?" Wang Quan smiled lightly, "The garlic is peeled." ”

He slowly pulled out his "red face".

"Alas......"

With a sigh, the hand of the owner of the wine shop stopped at the hilt of Wang Quan's sword, and did not let the long sword in his hand come out of the sheath, "Shaoxia, you have to spare people and spare people, why bother to increase the sin because of some trivial things." ”

He waved his hand, and the gloomy middle-aged man seemed to see a savior, and he crawled around and ran.

Wang Quan looked at the boss with a sideways face and chuckled, "How to call it." ”

"Old man, Qiu Donghai." The boss replied lightly.

One of the only two innate masters in the third-ranked beggar gang, Nine Bags Elder Qiu Donghai.

is known as the first person under the heavenly list.

"Well, I haven't heard of it."

The rain was pouring down, and the gloomy middle-aged man who had run out of the distance suddenly screamed, and his legs were broken at the knees.

This is followed by two arms, followed by the lower body.

In the end, he was left with only the upper half of his body, which was missing two arms, falling from mid-air into the rain, screaming and rolling back and forth.

"You!"

Qiu Donghai was furious, but the next moment, he saw Wang Quan's eyes.

What kind of eyes are they?

He didn't know.

All he knew was that his vision was covered by a large hand that covered the sky.

Then, there is the cramp and the pain of broken bones, and the itch of ants eating their hearts.

Finally, he didn't maintain his mastery demeanor anymore, but screamed miserably.

Wang Quan grabbed his face, and the black-red mist drilled into his body through his seven orifices.

With Qiu Donghai's screams, the skin, blood vessels, and muscles of his whole body fell off like cotton wool.

In the end, all that was left was a head, a skeleton of the whole body, and a beating red heart.

His screams continued.

As soon as Wang Quan exerted his strength, his head broke away from his skeleton-like body, but he was still alive.

Then, the head was placed in front of the noodle bowl.

Next to it, there are three copper plates.

Wang Quan tilted his head slightly, he already felt it.

The next person to be killed, here.

He picked up the oil-paper umbrella, opened it, and stepped into the rain curtain.