"What's the matter?" asked Vince hurriedly.

The beggar shrunk his neck, as if he was still a little afraid: "The man said that he would take us to the prayer service the next morning, and I was so excited that I didn't even sleep well at night." At night, we were living on the side of the street, and I couldn't sleep and wanted to get up and take a walk. Because after the outbreak of the plague, the sanitation control was relatively strict, and there were not many places for us homeless people to live, so we basically lived together. As I was walking, I passed by a man who had been cured during the day. ”

"I didn't notice anything unusual when I was in the past, I walked around outside and I felt a little cold, and then I came back. Passing by him on my way back, I noticed that he was convulsing...... His movements were not very big, but I was a little skeptical about the preacher's treatment, so I paid more attention to this person. Seeing him convulsing gave me a bad feeling in my heart. ”

"What's wrong with him?"

"Everyone was huddled together and sleeping on the floor, and I couldn't go directly to him, so I moved away to look at him. When I walked up to him, I could see clearly that he was scratching his face. ”

"He scratched so hard that his whole body seemed to twitch. I looked at him for a while, thought he had a skin disease, and wanted to go back to sleep. As a result, as soon as I took a step, he actually scratched a piece of the flesh off his face!"

"I was so scared that I didn't even dare to come out of the atmosphere, for fear that he would find me. After he scratched off a piece, he didn't seem to feel the pain, and continued to scratch, and after a few clicks, half of his face was scratched off!"

The flesh on his face fell! Wins had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly thought of the monster in the sewer that had been hit by himself and his whole body had lost all his flesh! He listened more intently, and vaguely felt that he had caught something!

"You...... Can you imagine? Half of his face was slowly scratched off by himself......

The more the beggar spoke, the more excited he became, and the fear in his eyes could not be concealed. Vins imagined the creepy scene of a person having half of his face scratched off, and he couldn't help but feel a wave of nausea in his heart, and quickly patted the beggar on the shoulder, signaling him to calm down.

"Don't get excited, it's all over. And then, what did you do when you found out something was wrong with him?"

The beggar was in a trance with a huge emotional stimulus, and he said in a daze: "I was too scared to do anything, so I lay on the ground and slowly crawled back to where I slept." At the time, I was still glad that I didn't sleep on the same street as him. I tried to call the people next to me, but everyone was sleeping so hard that I couldn't wake any of them. I lay on the floor in great fear, and I don't know how long it took before I fell asleep. ”

"On the second day, everyone began to prepare for the prayer service. I tried to tell my close friends about it, but they didn't believe me, saying I was just sleepy in the middle of the night and having nightmares. My friends didn't believe me, so I didn't dare to say more. I'm afraid that if it reaches the ears of those people, they will kill me directly. ”

Vince nodded and said, "That's right. So you didn't go to that prayer service, you just ran out?"

The beggar smiled bitterly and said, "Where is it so easy?" I tried to run away only to find that the preacher's man had already arrived, and I tried several paths, but at every road his men watched and did not let us leave. I was now more sure that there was something wrong with the missionary. ”

"And how did you get out?"

"There were a few people on the road who wanted to go to the bathroom, but somehow they got into trouble with the people who escorted us, and I slipped out of the chaos and almost got overtaken. ”

"The gangsters are the ones escorting you?"

"I guess so, they're dressed very ordinary, and I don't know. It's not so much an escort as a surveillance, though. ”

"And after that?"

"After that, I ran out in a panic, and I couldn't go to the place where I usually moved, so I simply ran out of the West Side and walked around the East Side all day. Luckily, the security in the East Side was pretty good, and I didn't have any trouble all day. But on the afternoon of the run, on a small street with no people, I suddenly felt like I was being followed. I was almost frightened out of the street and rushed straight out of the street to the Avenue of the Brave. ”

"There's no way anyone would suddenly have the power to find me accurately in the streets of Caryton, so I'm guessing they're working with the gangs. Since that incident, I've been wandering around the crowded places in the East End, and I don't dare to go to places with fewer people for fear of being caught by them. But I was too glaring as a beggar, and I always felt that someone was looking for me and following me day and night. ”

"Until that morning, I was caught in Pelican Street by those three guys. They didn't dare to go too far, they just beat me to death with sticks until your friend came forward and saved me......"

By the end, tears had welled up in the beggar's eyes.

Vince firmly grasped the beggar's solid, rough, scarred hands, and conveyed his kindness to the poor man.

The beggar wiped his tears and said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you, thank you so much! It may seem like an ordinary street fight to other passers-by, but they really want my life! Thank you, thank you......"

Although this beggar speaks slewd and tactful, recalling such a painful experience, his emotions inevitably get out of control. Vince looked at his small, immature face. After these days of worrying about his life, the corners of his eyes have been dyed with a trace of fatigue, obviously about the same age as Vins, but he seems to have been weathered, and he does not look like a teenager at all.

Vince waited for a while, and when the beggar's mood stabilized, he began to confirm his suspicions: "Do you know something, why are they chasing you like this?"

"Huh?" the beggar stared blankly at Vins, not reacting for a moment.

"It's about the preacher and the prayer ceremony. Well...... Or the specific identity of that group of gangsters. Vince immediately added.

The beggar lowered his head and thought about it carefully, "It should be...... Not really. I don't know more about that preacher than anyone else, and as for the gangsters, they never showed their feet from beginning to end. Well...... Could it be a prayer ceremony?"

"What do you mean?" asked Vins hurriedly.

The beggar seemed to have a clue, and sat down solemnly and said, "Don't you say that I have forgotten that the road that the group took when we were watching us to the prayer ceremony led to the depths of the West End!"

"You're saying the prayer service is held in the West End, and the missionaries' den is in the West End?!"

I grew up in the West Side since I was a child, and I know the roads in that area very well! The road that took us at that time led directly to the depths of the West Side!"

Vince thought for a moment, frowned, and said, "Isn't it possible to go somewhere else?"

The beggar shook his head and said firmly: "No! If you take a group of uneducated beggars like us to do his prayer ceremony, you must be close to where you go, and if you take any more step, you may have an accident! That road is the closest road to the depths of the West District, and you will go around a big circle when you turn anywhere else! And if they are taking a detour, then there is no need to hunt me down at all!"

Vince listened and almost froze, the little beggar refreshed his perception of the beggar's IQ......

But after all, he played the role of the strong side, and he immediately sorted out his emotions and proposed: "That...... Why don't we go to the Ishu Bunchang and report them!, we've pretty much determined where their den is, and since they haven't taken a detour, most of your companions have already been murdered. With so many lives, Yixiu Wenchang will definitely not sit idly by!!"

At the mention of Yixiu Wenchang, the little beggar's face, which had just gotten better, immediately turned pale again.

Vince chuckled and said, "What's wrong?"

"Uncle, I still have to come to this matter, I ......" The little beggar looked like he wanted to speak and stopped.

"You can't leave the new district?" Wins guessed something, the headquarters of the Yixiu Wenchang was located in the old district, and this frightened little beggar was afraid that he would not dare to leave the new district with the strictest security now.

The little beggar laughed miserably and said, "Uncle, you still don't know about us beggars, we people can't enter the Yixiu Literary Field, and people don't care about our life or death." When I first escaped, I wanted to go to the Yixiu Wenchang for help, but the black guards at the door didn't let me go, that's nearly a hundred lives!!"

Vins seemed to be choked by the throat, and suddenly it was difficult to breathe, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

"How can this be ......"

Protecting the safety of the entire Carryton, and always claiming to be a friend of the citizens, Ishunba Wenchang would refuse the little beggar's request for help so coldly, Wins couldn't believe it.

The little beggar looked at Vins with a sad look and said, "Uncle, it's nothing. We beggars, vagabonds, have not been disliked for a day or two, everyone has long been used to it. Human life also has high and low, this is something that we have known since birth......"

"If you explain the ins and outs of the matter in the Yixiu Literary Field, uncle, and people are still unwilling to help, don't force it. When this period of time passes, I can still make a good living. As for the beggars, alas...... Maybe I was starved to death that day, and what kind of revenge could I talk about? We just spent two days together, and it was not a deep friendship. Moreover, beggars and homeless people died of disease, starvation, or freezing to death at some point. Now that they are dead in the prayer service of that preacher, perhaps some of them will secretly rejoice that they have died a little bit......"

Vince listened, feeling a chill that went deep into his bone marrow. He looked at the wry smile on that little face, and couldn't help but feel sad in his heart.

"Call me Vins, don't be uncle, we're not a few years old. There must be something hidden in this, and I won't give up easily. ”

Seeing that Vins was so persistent, the little beggar didn't stop him anymore and said, "No matter what the result is, thank you for your kindness!"

"But Anvos, how are we going to get in touch in the future? maybe there will be a need to communicate?" Vince hadn't forgotten the beggar's name.

"Well......" the little beggar thought for a moment and said, "It's here, if you need to contact me, make a triangular mark on this street lamp next to me, and I will wait for you here at noon the next day when I see it!"

Vince nodded.