"The sky is blue, the wilderness is vast, the wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep...... What a cow and sheep with a hammer!"

"Hey!"

Facing the setting sun, a little boy of twelve or thirteen years old, dressed in tattered linen clothes, sat on a large willow tree and let out a lonely sigh.

The setting sun shone on the little boy's face, and the little child's dirty face was red.

"What's this called!

The little kid clutched at his greasy hair, and a sadness that didn't belong to his age appeared on his face.

After a while, he broke a willow branch and bit it in his mouth, jumped off the willow tree, and walked towards a thatched hut that was only more than a meter high not far away.

"Hey, that little ghost over there, this is my Uncle Qianxiao's territory, who called you here. ”

The little boy, that is, Qianxiao, shouted loudly before he could reach it, and at the edge of the hut, a young beggar who was a head taller than him was quickly pulling the straw on the top of the hut.

The originally crumbling thatched hut was almost falling apart under this rough treatment, and Qian Xiao looked distressed to death.

"Where's the, get out, don't bother your grandfather and me. ”

When the young beggar heard the voice, he was startled and almost threw the straw in his hand, but when he saw that it was a little doll who was only more than ten years old, he suddenly felt confident again.

"This is my house, you told me to get out?"

Qian Xiao was angry, but still walked over slowly.

This clearing is located at the outermost part of the civilian area, surrounded by either dilapidated houses or stinky ditches that gather, and it is a gathering place for beggars, and belongs to the civilian area of the civilian area.

The clearing in the civilian area is the only one that is a little cleaner, and there are trees around it.

And there is only one thatched hut here, which already says a lot.

But this young man has no eyesight, and seems to be a newcomer.

"Oh! So this is your house! Then I'll tell you, it's mine from now on, and I'm not angry yet, get out of here." ”

When the young beggar heard Qianxiao's words, he was immediately relieved, he was really afraid of provoking someone, but he didn't expect that the master was a little kid.

Derived from the perfect crushing of height, the young beggar is not false at all, and he is full of confidence.

He put the thatch stolen by Zhengda Guangming on the ground, crossed his hands on his waist, and looked at Qian Xiao viciously, "What can you do if I take your things!"

"Hehe, you have the guts. ”

Qian Xiao smiled angrily, picked up a wooden stick stuck in the soil, spit out the willow branch in his mouth, and quickly ran towards the young beggar.

The young beggar was stunned, but he didn't expect the other party to rush over directly, he wanted to fight back, but it was too late, and a wooden stick slashed at his face.

With a 'snap', a huge red mark appeared on the young beggar's face, as if the whole face had been split in half.

Qian Xiao took away the stick, and the young beggar was beaten dizzy, and the nosebleed came out of his nose, staining his mouth red.

With a cold expression, Qian Xiao walked up to the young beggar and hit the crook of the leg hard.

Boom!

The young beggar knelt on the ground, and Qian Xiao walked up to him again, and without saying a word, grabbed the dirty hair, and beckoned him on one knee.

Boom!

The young beggar threw his head up, fell to the ground, unconscious, and he had not even raised his fist until the end.

The surroundings were quiet again, and the old man who had pulled the shadows of things at the setting sun came to the end of the day, and Qian Xiao put the stick on his shoulder, and called out to the dilapidated houses in the civilian area, "Dog, stone." ”

"What's the matter, Boss. ”

A group of more than a dozen beggars came running from the dilapidated house, including two young men of fifteen or sixteen, and the others were basically adults or old people.

These people were taller than Qianxiao, but they walked up to him with a respectful expression.

"Boss, what's the matter? We just came back from begging outside, give, this is the roast chicken that everyone bought for the boss, we know that the boss likes this thing the most, but we can't afford the wine, I'm sorry......"

One of them, a shrewd-looking beggar, walked at the forefront, holding a paper bag in his hand, and handed it to Qian Xiao, who was the second dog, only sixteen years old, the youngest of whom he was here, except for Qian Xiao.

Qian Xiao took the paper bag, felt the residual warmth, looked at the faces in front of him who had only been together for a few months, and nodded with a smile, "You have a heart." ”

"Boss, you're out there, this is what we should do, without you, we don't know where we are?"

Ergou grabbed his head and was a little shy, and the other big beggars also laughed, and said to Qian Xiao together: "Boss, this is what we should do." ”

The picture was a little weird, but so harmonious, and Qian Xiao laughed along.

He still has these friends and brothers, so he is not alone.

These guys, in fact, are quite cute sometimes.

"Boss, what kind of guy is this, it's not like one of ours!"

This time it was Stone who made a noise, and he was a very cold guy who hardly laughed once in a few weeks, which is why everyone called him Stone.

The stone is the same size as Ergou, both of which are the little brothers that Qian Xiao once saved from other beggars, and now he and Ergou are his right and left hands.

At this time, Shi was squatting beside the young beggar, looking at the huge red mark on the young beggar's face, and touched it with his hand, and felt a faint trace of blood.

"Don't you say I've forgotten, my poor hut!"

Qian Xiao walked to the hut with a sad face, and looked distressed at the big hole above, where the thatch had been removed by the young beggar, and it had taken him a week to build.

"Boss, are we going to deal with him?"

Shi Shi looked at the unconscious young beggar, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, what he said was to take the young beggar and bury it, he would never be soft on those who violated modesty.

Born in troubled times, especially those who live at the bottom, without that who is a philanthropist, those people can't survive at all, or even if they have, they have already been assimilated.

Human life in this world is really like grass mustard, a few copper plates may be able to buy, and even a wild dog is worth more than them.

"No, I don't. ”

Qian Xiao's eyes also turned cold, his back to the sun, his face disappeared into shadows, a little blurred, "It's just a newcomer who doesn't know where to run, don't worry about him, you can just throw him to the tiger." ”

Tiger is the beggar force on the other side of this peaceful city, and they are old rivals with Qianxiao, after forming their own forces, the two sides have fought hundreds of times, large and small, and the most powerful one has killed more than a dozen people.

"And what if he takes refuge in the tiger?" Ergou asked.

"Then the next time I see him, I'll scrap him. ”

Including the stones, everyone felt a chill, how could this feel more ruthless than burying the other party directly.

Qian Xiao didn't look like a twelve or thirteen-year-old child at all, but like an adult who was calm and spicy, and many times they felt that Qian Xiao was older than them.

"Yes. ”

A tall beggar came up and lifted the young beggar on his shoulders.

"Disperse, go back and rest, you're tired from the day. ”

Qian Xiao waved his hand, stuck a wooden stick beside him, and turned to look at the sunset that was about to set, his eyes were deep.

'I have been in this world for half a year, and I don't seem to have done anything.

The system in my head is just a decoration. ’