There is a man named Sun Jiao, and he is a gangster with no serious work.

Stealing chickens and dogs, idleness, that's what he's talking about.

He was thirty years old, but he did not start a family. Sexual addiction to alcohol, and good gambling, so he had to pay off his family property.

After his mother died, he was angry with his father. Just because the guy who collects debts in the gambling hall gambled on the door, so that the neighbors watched the excitement.

His father died, and he was to death.

Later, he was the only one left. As the saying goes, if one person is full, the whole family is not hungry.

After the death of his parents, he continued to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble, and every day was idle, mixing with some like-minded people every day.

Then, he transited.

That's right, maybe it was the green smoke from the ancestral tomb, and Sun Jiao was successfully transferred.

Once casually visiting the kiln, he got acquainted with a meat eater in the government.

Although the meat eater is not a powerful person, he also has some power at hand.

Sun Jiao seized the opportunity and made a special friendship with all his blood, and he was successfully transferred.

So, he Sun Jiao carved out a piece of land in Liucheng and started a gang of beggars.

The members were all homeless children who had been recruited.

At this time, Sun Jiao was surrounded by a large fire, and the burning wood was old wooden tools trained elsewhere.

You must know that Liucheng has not been very stable in recent years. Especially in recent years, life-and-death battles between monks have been common.

Immortals fight, mortals suffer. Every time a monk fights to the death, he has to bury a large number of mortals.

But according to the monks' worldview, aren't mortals just consumables? Well, it's also an honor to be a monk's funeral object.

Therefore, if you are implicated in the life-and-death battle of the immortal cultivators, and you die or your whole family is lucky enough to be wiped out, please maintain your sense of superiority and honor.

It is an honor for a mortal to be a monk's burial object, and it is an honor for the ancestral tomb to smoke from it.

As a result, under this background of Liucheng, parts of Liucheng were "cleaned".

Sun Jiao couldn't understand what those high-ranking immortal masters were thinking, but he knew that he was benefiting from it.

For example, the war of the monks led to the destruction of many families and caused many orphans to flee the streets.

Sun Jiao's gang of beggars seized this opportunity and swelled like water.

The original 30 people became more than 50.

Around the fire, the firelight illuminated Sun Jiao's yellow-red face. Sun Jiao moved his numb legs, looked around, and glanced at the members of his begging group that had gathered now.

Hey, there's sixteen beggars. They all looked at Sun Jiao with fearful eyes, far away from the fire, unwilling to get too close to Sun Jiao.

Their fear made Sun Jiao a little comfortable. Sun Jiao couldn't help but smile lightly, and flipped the money bag around his waist.

Oh, and fairy music can't compare.

The crackling of firewood and fuel also provided light to the dark room. Sun Jiao sat by the fire, a little bored.

No wine, no meat, no women, a boring life.

Sun Jiao's hand slowly touched the money bag on his waist and scrubbed it.

What a wonderful feel!

Sun Jiao couldn't help but fantasize about the days when he spent money, the happy days of wine and meat and women.

And then...... He was interrupted.

"Sun Jiao, see how my righteous people bring you to justice!"

A man's voice came from outside, and the wooden door was kicked open.

That's a door the size of a fist!

Martial arts master!

This was Sun Jiao's first thought.

Don't be a hard enemy!

This was Sun Jiao's second thought.

The door opened, and a man entered. He was dressed in brown burlap and had cheap cloth boots on his feet. The face is not brilliant, not good-looking but not ugly, it is an ordinary normal human face.

He also carried an unsheathed sword at his waist.

Sun Jiao hurriedly got up from the ground, hurriedly pulled out the big knife at his waist, and prepared to meet the enemy.

He looked at the uninvited guest, recalling the many faces in his mind, trying to find out the identity of the uninvited person.

Soon he didn't have to rummage, because the other side quickly revealed his identity.

"I'm a gangster, a ranger. The man looked around and said to Sun Jiao and his many beggars.

The sword was unsheathed, and there was a crisp sound of sword drawing.

The man who called himself a ranger drew his sword and continued to speak: "Get rid of your scourge for Liucheng today! Don't you know what you have done? The family you killed cried to me with a mouthful of blood and tears! I will kill you!"

When Sun Jiao heard this, he was taken aback, and subconsciously recalled what he had done.

Is it the woman who was forced by herself to denounce herself at home? It's impossible, I killed her immediately after I played, and I didn't have a chance to leak the secret.

Or is it the girl who was abducted and trafficked into the Qinglou by herself? It is impossible, I handled my hands and feet very cleanly that time.

......

After thinking about it for a long time, Sun Jiao still didn't come to a conclusion. And the ranger on the other side didn't give him time to continue to think.

That guy shouted "eat me with a sword" and killed Sun Jiao.

Invincible! Invincible! Sun Jiao's face turned pale suddenly, and he was almost frightened to the point of incontinence.

He hurriedly ran to the back, and then shouted at the beggars around him: "Stop him! He won't dare to kill you! Stop him for me! Don't mess with you if you don't! Stop him for me!"

Sun Jiao shouted loudly, and then ran backwards for his life.

He managed to escape, but the beggars stopped the ranger.

He kept looking back as he fled, and saw the ranger being stopped by the beggar child.

The rangers did not dare to use their swords to kill the beggars, so they could only stun them with their knives.

He was also a little relieved, gritted his teeth, and ran into the distance. Sun Jiao fled, but he didn't see the ranger's facial expression.

A smile that had succeeded in his plan.

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

The cold moon continued to hang in the night sky, and the silver moonlight shone brightly on the world.

Panting like a cow, Sun Jiao fled a long distance. He felt a little relieved, for he felt that he had escaped the clutches of the ranger.

He was even thinking about how to get revenge on that Ranger and use the connections of his many gangster friends to get revenge on that Ranger.

Sun Jiao thought about it, and the speed of running off on his feet slowed down.

He was so tired that he had fled to a safe distance and didn't have to run desperately.

Tired, tired, Sun Jiao's footsteps are already very slow.

There was a corner in front of him, and he didn't think much about it, and walked directly to the front.

A handful of white powder spilled into the air, with enough force, to hit him in the eye.

With intense stimulation and unexpected attacks, Sun Jiao rolled to the ground.

In the darkness, he heard a male voice: "Remember, the person who killed you is He Shang." ”

Sun Jiao had no impression of the name.

Then he didn't have to think about it, because his neck was stomped to pieces.