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The old knife handle thought a lot.

Although the old knife boss asked himself that he was never an inflexible person, although the ancestors had rules not to do things to the old, weak, sick and disabled, but he did not take advantage of loopholes once or twice, such as digging a pit to make a trap and watching them fall, or playing the trick of "only one can be left" to make the target kill each other, this kind of thing is not too easy to do.

Wild thieves, bad guys are coming, isn't it a bad guy's specialty to take advantage of loopholes and do bad things?

But although the old knife man thinks he is a bad person, he thinks that he has a bottom line for being bad.

It's ridiculous to say, in the eyes of outsiders, the mad and murderous thieves actually have a bottom line, but the old knife handle has always adhered to the invisible and untouchable things, he still remembers that his father said that in addition to flowers and trees in this wilderness, there are animals and people, if you want to let yourself survive in the human territory in a human way, you must abide by the bottom line in your mind.

Once the old knife handle asked his father what the bottom line was, but what the old knife handle's father told him was confusing to him, and he vaguely remembered that his father hammered his chest: "Touch your heart before work, if you can be sure that the color of your heart is bright red and not stained with a trace of filth, then it means that you have not violated your bottom line." ”

At that time, the old knife handle was still young, and his eyes were wide and ignorant: "Is there any other color in the heart?"

The old knife handle's father smiled: "Yes, I'll know when you meet you." ”

However, after so many years, the ancestral short-bladed broadsword hanging on his back waist was stained with countless blood, and his heart was poked I don't know how many, but the old knife handle had never seen a heart of the second color.

The inexplicable words of the old knife handle's father have made the old knife handle still not know what his bottom line is.

The old knife handle and the desolate snake carried the food they had in exchange for helping the thieves deal with the aftermath and walked towards the cave.

The cave was called the Refugee Cave by the refugees, the name was simple and crude, and it was extremely easy to understand, and the old knife didn't pay attention to the refugees, in his opinion, this wilderness itself was the law of the jungle, whoever has big fists and sharp teeth is the boss, and the weak deserve to die.

"Here they are!"

With the shouts of surprise, a large group of people hula rushed to the entrance of the refugee slum, looking at the old knife handle and the desolate snake, the refugees' faces were full of excitement, and cheers could be heard from the refugee grotto from afar.

The old knife followed the desolate snake and threw the food to the ground and left.

Standing at the entrance of the cave against the mountain wall, the old knife knob watched as the refugees snatched food in an extremely ugly manner.

When did you start doing this on your own?

"Don't rob, everyone has it, it's not enough for tomorrow!"

"Eat a few bites per person, don't eat too much. ”

"Slow down, slow down, the elderly and people with physical mobility problems are given priority. ”

Seeing the wild snake smiling like an idiot standing in the refugee pile to comfort the refugees, the old knife knob thought.

Yes, it started with meeting this guy.

This guy who didn't understand the laws of the wilderness at all, naively made people want to laugh, he said that he wanted to build a carriage of his own, drive out of this wilderness to the big city, and then find a job to live smoothly, but the old knife handle is not blind, although the carriage made of broken parts in the depths of the cave is still just a frame and has not yet been completed, but the old knife handle that has intercepted countless carriages can be seen at a glance that the capacity of the broken thing pieced together by the rough craftsmanship of the wild snake is obviously far beyond the scope of ordinary carriages.

Obviously, the carriage made by the snake was not small, and he wanted to take all the people in the refugee shelter with him.

"I've heard that copper plates can be picked up anywhere in the big city. Snake danced excitedly and described his ideal Pure Land to the refugees: "Although there are beggars there, the beggars have their own straw mats and even their own bedding, and everyone has their own place." ”

Every time the snake and the old knife handle came back from work, the wild snake would always describe the scenes in the big city to the refugees, but the old knife handle knew that the wild snake had never been to the big city, and the so-called big city scene was just the imagination of the wild snake.

Watching the wild snake sitting in the cave and chatting happily with the refugees, the old knife man couldn't help but feel the urge to kill.

These refugees are pretenders, they play the role of jackals in the sheep's clothing of the weak, unscrupulously demanding what they don't deserve, these refugees are the cancer of this wilderness, and they survive in this way.

Before I knew it, the old knife's hand was already on the broad-bladed short knife on the waist.

Suddenly, the old knife knob noticed a slight pull, and he swept his gaze down, only to see a little girl pulling at the hem of her tattered clothes, looking up at him.

The little girl's hair was yellow, skinny, and her cheeks could only be described as thin and thin, but a pair of eyes gave the old knife the illusion that it was shining.

But the old knife handle didn't pay attention to the little girl, but closed his eyes: "If you don't have enough, wait for tomorrow, that's all for today." ”

But the little girl still pulled the hem of the old knife's clothes unrelentingly.

You see, this is the true face of this group of greedy guys, they have endless ** and thirst, unscrupulous and unscrupulous and unscrupulous, even young children can't restrain this nature.

With the little girl's pulling, the old knife's face became more and more ugly, endless?

"I've said it all"

Before the old knife handle could finish speaking, with a tearing sound of broken cloth and a slight cry of pain, the little girl fell to the ground, dragging a bunch of rotten cloth strips torn from the front of the old knife handle's worn trousers, and a small fruit rolled on the ground, rolling in the direction of the little girl to the feet of the old knife handle.

The ground in the cave is full of gravel, and it must be very painful to fall on the ground, but the little girl who has grown up in this environment since she was a toddler does not care about this level of pain, she does not care about the wound on her hand that is pierced by the gravel, but gets up and picks up the fruit from the foot of the old knife handle, Xiao Xiaoyi wiped it on her clothes, and then raised her hands high, handed the fruit to the old knife handle, and shouted vaguely: "Ahhh

The old knife knob glanced sideways at the little girl who was not yet his waist: "Boring." ”

The old knife ignored the little girl, turned around and left the cave, leaving the little girl with a bewildered face standing in place with the fruit in her hand and looking at him stunned.

That night.

The serpent tossed his precious carriage as always, and the old knife knob wiped his ancestral short-edged broadsword with a rag.

"Hey. The old knife handle spoke.

The snake turned his head with an incredulous expression on his face: "You were calling me just now?"

The desolate snake knows that his brother is very cold, and it can even be said that he is cold by nature, and now he will take the initiative to talk to him?

The old knife handle was silent for a moment and asked, "When I come back tomorrow, I want to go to the neighborhood to see if there is any fruit to pick." After a pause, he gestured: "It's probably so small, it's red." ”

The desolate snake said: "You have changed to a vegetarian?"

The old knife handle's eyes were closed, and his face was expressionless: "Less nonsense." ”

(End of chapter)

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