The little beggar was startled by the big beggar's cold words, and really didn't dare to follow him anymore. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info watched the beggar walk away and exclaimed, "What a weirdo!"

He is really a strange person, and the little beggar has never seen a person who does not beg for food, but gives money to others called Hanako. But no matter whether the other party is a weird person or a normal person, the little beggar can't care anymore. For him, these copper plates are the closest people.

And today he was lucky, not only could he get a reward from this Hanako, but also from another uncle.

The little beggar hurried into the city, and soon met the rich man at the gate of the city. The little beggar only whispered a few words, and was paid more, and of course he was even more happy.

Of course, the big beggar couldn't see what the little beggar was doing. At this moment, he was striding meteors, and in a short time he arrived at the Taoist temple that the little beggar said. The Taoist temple is dilapidated, and a pair of doors are tightly closed. It seems that the little beggar did not lie. Thinking so, the beggar stepped forward and kicked the door open, and the two doors collapsed.

The sunlight shone into the lobby of the Taoist temple, illuminating a cloud of dust. The hall was dilapidated and messy, and a thick pile of thatch was spread on the ground. On this thatched pile, there were a few people lying horizontally and vertically. These people actually made this broken view their home, and made their beds out of thatch.

Even the beggar couldn't help frowning slightly, as if he had seen his peers. But these men are no beggars!

Someone poked his head out of the torn quilt he was covering, and when he turned his head to look, he could see the beggar standing at the door.

He suddenly shouted and scolded: "Where did Huazi come from, this is Lao Tzu's territory, get out!"

It turned out that they thought of beggars as grabbing land. The beggar not only did not roll, but strode into the Taoist temple. He kicked the broken quilt with his foot and said coldly: "This is your territory?

The lying man lost his sleep, rolled over and put on his coat. They were not dressed in official clothes, and the beggar couldn't help but wonder if he had guessed wrong.

So he asked, "You are the ones who pretend to be officials?"

A tall man was stunned and said, "You...... What did you say...... What kind of official errand?"

The beggar looked at the expressions of several people, and suddenly settled down. He had seen the expressions of these people too many times in his life. Only when you deliberately conceal it, will you show this kind of empty eyes.

The beggar sneered: "You pretended to be an official, broke into other people's homes, and framed others for colluding with thieves and robbing property. Are you convicted?"

The people were stunned when they heard this, and suddenly laughed together, and looked the beggar up and down, really not understanding who this person was. A squinted smile said, "Where did this living treasure come from?"

The beggar ignored their ridicule and continued: "In the past half a month, there have been seven or eight cases in Jinling City, all of which are based on the same method. The officers and soldiers rushed into the house and beat the master severely, accusing them of colluding with the Southern Tang Dynasty thieves. Then the officers and soldiers would empty the gold and silver from the houses of those people. You're no stranger to these things, aren't you?"

The faces of those people changed, and the beggar said again: "No one doesn't know the weight of the words of the Southern Tang Dynasty anti-thief, and because the other party is an official of the imperial court, he dares to be angry and dare not speak." However, you shouldn't rob the daughter of the shopkeeper Chen!"

The strong man in the lead gestured, and several people around him suddenly moved away, trying to surround the beggar. They moved slowly, trying in vain to make the beggar unaware of their movements.

However, the beggar did not seem to see it, or if he did, he did not care. He continued: "Originally, you came and went quickly, and it was difficult to track down. And most people lose their money, and they choose to swallow their anger and destroy their wealth. But you were so lustful that you robbed the shopkeeper's daughter. Shopkeeper Chen was furious and stabbed the matter to Jinling Mansion Yin. The mediocre Mansion Yin just because Shopkeeper Chen said that this matter was done by an official, he treated him as a false accusation and drove Shopkeeper Chen out. ”

The beggar saw these people secretly picking up wooden sticks from the corner of the wall, but as if he didn't see them, he sneered: "Shopkeeper Chen has no way to report to the official, so he has to cry to others on the street every day." As a result, almost all the people who were robbed have already started talking about it everywhere. This also gives me a chance to find you! To say that the most well-informed people in Jinling City are not the government or the rich merchants, but the beggars!"

The expressions on the faces of those people had changed, and the leading man said, "You...... What do you want?"

The beggar said sharply: "If you are willing to tell me who is behind it, maybe I can spare your lives!"

He was now surrounded by seven or eight people, and saying that sentence should have been a big joke. But when those people listened to his tone and looked at his eyes, they felt a chill rising from the bottom of their hearts. Hardly any of them did not believe what the beggar was saying.

The man nodded hurriedly: "Okay, good...... I say...... I said......"

He snorted a few times, and suddenly his eyes blinked. Behind the beggar, there was a sudden thunderclap: "Look at the fight!"

It turned out that the man deliberately delayed the time, and even made a look, and actually commanded his subordinates to attack the beggar. I saw the stick in the man's hand hit the beggar's head. And the beggar seemed to have forgotten to dodge, or could not dodge at all. The stick was sturdy, and with a "poof" sound, it hit the skull and burst out.

Before the man who had beaten him could rejoice, he saw that the beggar was still standing in front of him, but he turned around and sneered at himself. That smile is not ugly, on the contrary, on the face of this person's dirty, there is the power to make people feel like a spring breeze.

But when the man saw the beggar's smile, his legs trembled. Since this beggar is standing in a good manner, who is he beating?

At this time, I heard someone exclaim: "Squint! squint!"

When everyone looked at it, they saw the squinted-eyed man standing straight in the middle, blood gushing from the top of his head, and he had been killed by a stick. It was as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight, but they were all wicked. The wicked never believe in ghosts and gods, and those who believe in ghosts and gods are not wicked.

They knew it must have been the beggar's doing, but they couldn't figure out what was going on. They also didn't believe that the beggar could bring down everyone at once. The man beckoned, and everyone rushed towards the beggar with their sticks.

The beggar had his hands behind his back for a long time, but his footsteps moved slightly, squeezing through the gap in the crowd. The sticks in the hands of those people do not fall on the beggars, but they do not know martial arts, and they often rely on their bloody nature, and they can't control their momentum when they exert all their strength, and they greet their own people as much as they can. After a while, the beggar was unharmed, but the beater was covered with scars all over his body.

The beggar said coldly again: "Tell me the mastermind behind you!"

The leading man sweated on his head, but he felt a chill down his spine. He shuddered at the thought of the smile of the boy who had given him an errand. So he shouted and rushed at the beggar again.

His subordinates are also quite bloody, and they don't care about it, and they beat them with sticks. The beggar sighed and let the stick in their hand chop down. But the sticks did not end up on him, but killed two more people on the spot.

The blood that burst out not only did not make the remaining few people sober, but made them even more crazy. After the madness, only the leading man remained. He looked at the corpses all over the ground, blood mixed with brains and flowing all over the ground, and then he felt a little frightened.

Before this beggar could make a move, he killed seven or eight people, a method that was even more terrifying than a ghost.

The beggar asked a third time, "Who is the one who instructed you to do this?"

The man's hand shook, and the stick fell to the ground. He trembled, "He...... He's a rich man...... I don't recognize ...... either."

The beggar frowned and fell into deep thought. When the man saw that the beggar was not paying attention, he ran away, shouting as he ran, "Ghost ...... Ghost ......"