The uncle saw such a large piece of silver, and hurriedly stuffed it back.

"Childe, you can't help it!"

Han Qianye is not happy, the most important thing to lack now is money, why are you so polite.

"Uncle, you can take it, this is a small amount of money for me, but you are different, you have a son, a grandson, a daughter-in-law, and a family that you need to take care of."

The old man was silent after hearing this, he came out to sell sugar gourds, just to make his family better, if his own son is promising, does he still need to come out to make money?

Seeing the old man like this, Han Qianye knew that he must be hesitating in his heart, so without saying a word, he directly stuffed the silver into his pocket.

"Uncle, you keep it, this is a small amount of money for me, by the way, I don't know my face but I don't know my heart, don't let others see it after you have this money."

The old man nodded again and again, and said, "Thank you so much, Childe, you are really a living bodhisattva with a kind heart, and you will definitely do something in the future." I know what to do with this piece of silver, uncle, I have been wandering for so long, of course I know what people's hearts are like. ”

Forehead..... This uncle is a little embarrassed to say to me, what is a bodhisattva in the world, I am not ambiguous at all, and I may kill more people than you have touched.

This is an idiom for the living Bodhisattva, which has been around for a long time, so please don't lift the bar.

"Childe really thank you, I'll go back now, and I'll see you later."

"Hmm."

Then the old man gave Han Qianye all the sugar gourds in his hand and prepared to leave.

The old man has made so much money today, and he won't have to come out to sell sugar gourds in the future. He wanted to go back now and hide the silver.

He understands this truth, and if he is seen by others, it is difficult not to make people feel evil.

"Yo, old man Liu, where are you going today?" An extremely arrogant voice came from behind him.

When the old man heard this voice, his body froze, and the smile on his face gradually solidified.

Han Qianye was eating a sugar gourd in her mouth, and she almost choked when she heard this voice.

Han Qianye saw that one was five big and three thick, and he was wearing a short coat on his upper body, and most of his skin was exposed, which looked a little disgusting.

"How can I meet this kind of person anywhere, am I born to be a prisoner?" Han Qianye muttered to himself.

The old man turned around and saw a man with a forced smile on his face: "Brother Qiang, isn't my grandson at home?" I'll go back and take him. ”

The stick in Brother Qiang's hand waved slowly, producing a little popping sound in the air.

"I said Old Man Liu, you are not honest, you don't want to say a word to your brothers after making so much money today, and you don't want your brothers to have a meal."

The old man smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Qiang, you don't know, I am a sugar gourd seller, where did I get so much money, and I can hand over the money every month." ”

Han Qianye frowned, he hadn't found this kind of hooligan before, it seemed that he was from a relatively large force.

If it was a group of ten or twenty little hooligans, they would not have the courage to do such a thing around Zilanxuan.

Just by sending someone from Zilanxuan, he could wipe them all out.

Brother Qiang looked arrogant, as if he had never put the words respect for the old and love for the young in his eyes, and pushed the old man and shouted: "I am Old Man Liu, I saw a girl give you such a big piece of silver before, what do you mean by telling me now that you have no money?" ”

Han Qianye stared at this so-called strong brother at this time, and dared to say that he was a girl.

From the time he said this, Han Qianye had already sentenced him to death.

The old man's body is definitely not as strong as these people, and he was pushed to the ground by the so-called strong brother.

Han Qianye walked over, helped the old man up and said, "Uncle, are you okay?" ”

The old man looked at Han Qianye and said, "Childe, you run!" They're all a bunch of blood-sucking moths! ”

After hearing this, this strong brother was unmoved, not angry, and looked at the old man condescendingly, and said, "Old man Liu, how can you say that we are blood-sucking moths?" Isn't it just asking you to pay 40% of your income every month? What's wrong with this, is it a lot? ”

Forty percent of income?

Not much?

A certain author has a monthly manuscript fee of less than 4,000 yuan but the tax deduction is close to 300 yuan, which is very distressing, and the income of paying forty percent is not much for you, believe it or not, I will write a few strokes to make you look unhuman?

Han Qianye helped the old man up. You are really amazing, you dare to help the uncle who fell to the ground, and there is a mine at home.

Looking at the man in front of him, Han Qianye's internal force gathered in his hand.

"You're the scum at the bottom of the society who doesn't even let you in, right?"

I have heard a lot of blood-sucking moths, but this is the first time he has heard Han Qianye's words, and he scolded people very badly, and Brother Qiang was angry.

actually pulled out the knife in his hand in front of the public: "Boy, you are the first person who dares to say this about me." ”

When the old man saw a man pull out a knife, he was frightened and shouted, "Son, run!" ”

After speaking, the old man was ready to rush over and drag this strong brother back.

Han Qianye stretched out his hand to stop the old man.

"Childe ....."

In an instant just now, he sensed what kind of person Brother Qiang was.

It's not an ordinary person, it's an acquired fifth-layer martial artist, which is not bad.

However, as a martial artist, it is really shameless to bully ordinary people.

Han Qianye looked at Brother Qiang, his face was gloomy and terrifying, and a pair of eyes stared at him fiercely, and at this time, the color of his sapphire-like eyes turned into a vivid blood red.

Brother Qiang saw such eyes, and his body trembled.

He had never seen such a terrible look in his eyes, as if he had been targeted by a fierce beast.

"I said you, I look up to you, but if you don't know how to lift, let me die honestly!"

The Frost Sword suddenly appeared in Han Qianye's hand, and quickly stabbed Brother Qiang in the chest.

Burst!

Blood splattered, and the Frost Sword stabbed into his heart as if it were nothing.

Brother Qiang still maintained his arrogance until he died, because Han Qianye's speed was too fast, he didn't react at all, and the sword was also very sharp, and he only felt a heat in his chest.

"I... I am... The men of the Femme Fatale Gate... How dare you kill me..."

Han Qianye stared at Brother Qiang: "I don't care where you are, if you provoke me, you will die." ”

Han Qianye twisted the long sword, and the blade inserted in the heart twisted with it.

Brother Qiang, pawn!

Killing people in front of a large public has already alarmed the masses.

"Ahhhh

"Help! Someone has killed someone! ”

"Run!"

"Ahhh

The old man stood up and looked at Han Qianye blankly: "Gong.. Childe, you're in a big mess right now. ”

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