Chapter 7 In the blink of an eye for half a year,'beggar'

Xiao Xiao's snow is falling. Winter is over and spring is coming again. In spring, the flowers fall and the sharp horns are exposed.

In June, the scorching sun in the sky ruthlessly squeezed the sweat of passers-by. In Chongqing, which belongs to the south, the temperature in the air has obviously reached 35 degrees Celsius. In particular, the oily hot water on the street adds a little boredom to the originally hot weather.

"Where's the spicy hot pot...!"

"Mapo spicy tofu, fragrant fried finch!"

"............”

Similar hawking keeps ringing, attracting groups of tourists.

A girl in a white T-shirt and denim shorts passed through this lively street and looked east and west. It's like being attracted by those delicious foods.

Inadvertently, she saw it in a dark corner. A thin teenager curled up there, dressed in rags and bare feet. She knew that it was a beggar.

"sister, what are you doing? Is the big guy waiting for you?" At this time, a young man in a suit and leather shoes came over and called his dazed sister.

"Brother, you see... it's so pitiful."

The woman pointed to the teenager in the corner.

"Hey! My good~~sister! In Chongqing, there are many beggars like this! What's the use of being poor? Look at him, he has hands and feet. It's not idle. How did you get to such a point?

The man grabbed his sister's shoulder and shook it.

"But..." The woman wanted to say, but was interrupted by her brother. "Don't do it. You can help one, but you can't help all. Even if they have money, there is no way to help them. Only by relying on themselves can people not be poor, and only by themselves can they have a way out! However, since we have seen him, let's help him~~

After saying that, the man took out his wallet from his pocket and pulled out a great man's head. Throw it in front of the young beggar.

As he walked over, the teenager opened his eyes. What is revealed in his eyes is the vicissitudes of life, as if he can see through the world. The man was shocked when he saw these eyes.

He knew that there were many kinds of beggars, one of which cheated money and looked pitiful. Then, in the blink of an eye, you will enter and exit the high-end wind and moon place. One is forced by life and forced to be helpless. The third is an unknown past, and then secretly decadent and self-abandoned. When he saw those eyes, he knew that the teenager in front of him belonged to the third kind.

The teenager picked up the red* on the ground and said thank you. I walked to the stall in front of me and bought a bowl of vegetarian noodles and a bowl of meat noodles. It's 7 yuan in total.

And the man and woman looked at the beggars who came towards her and were ready to leave.

"Wait!"

Just as they turned around, a steady and clear voice came from behind. They looked at each other and turned around again. I saw the young beggar walking towards the two of them.

"I'll lend you seven yuan, and I'll pay you back when I have a chance!" Then, he handed the recovered 93 yuan to the man.

The man looked at the money in his hand, first surprised, and then smiled and didn't pay attention to it. Instead, he looked at the teenager carefully.

The teenager walked to a little girl with disabled legs and handed the bowl of shredded meat to the little girl. I sat on a plate and ate the bowl of noodles.

"Keep a kind heart out of the mud. What an interesting boy... In the future, it must not be easy."

The man said to himself. When he saw the beggars around him, he found that it was a little bad and pulled his sister away.

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After eating, Tang Feng gently patted his stomach. I don't know when he took out a poker card on his right hand and danced gracefully with his fingertips.

It has been more than half a year. He knew that Tang Xiao and Tang Meng were scared by the old monk and would not come to kill him again. I also knew that Tang Xiao and Tang Meng would not dare to tell the truth to the three wolves after they went back. Moreover, Tangmen disciples do not go out of the mountain easily. This already dangerous place has become safer.

At first, he was blinded by hatred. Thinking about revenge every day, in those days in the forest. Ru Mao drank blood every day... However, he gradually found that he had no strong martial arts and no unrivaled right. Revenge is just a delusion. So, he cheered up again. Keep practicing orchid brushing jade hands every day and crossing the river with a leaf. The only pity is that Tangmen can't practice the mental method. Because once Tangmen's mental method is abolished, it cannot be practiced again. It's like a woman who often miscarried and eventually becomes an inertial abortion.

In the past six months, he has a deep understanding of the outside world. Killing will break the law, robbery will break the law, stealing will break the law, and beating people will also break the law. He eats by begging every day. However, only take what you need. Then, give the rest of the money to other beggars who need more help. Therefore, the beggars around also admire this 'kind water fish'. His only luxury is to buy three cards of poker.

The reason why he bought poker is very simple. That is, I saw someone playing flying cards by chance. Let him find the best prop to practice orchid brushing jade hands. Moreover, he also learned something about firearms. First, I was surprised, and then I disdained. Recently, the orchid brushed the jade hand to the realm of penetrating Yang in a hundred steps. Although there is no internal force, it is not impossible to kill an ordinary person within five meters. However, what is depressing is that since the orchid brushed the jade hand to a hundred steps through Yang, there has been no progress.

In the blink of an eye, it was dark again, and he provoked the poker cards in his hand to walk to the dangerous building that could only be regarded as a dog kennel.

"Ky, I heard that you have a lot of money!"

In the dark alley, a big man threw the dagger in his hand, smiling gloomyly, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth. This man is Jiang Long, who is in charge of a beggar on a street here in Chongqing. Every beggar has to pay a lot of 'protection fees' every month. However, he saw that Tang Feng gave money to those beggars every time he asked for money, and did not deliberately make trouble. However, today, when he heard that Tang Feng returned the money to the 'don', he got angry. Prepare to teach him a lesson.

"I didn't want it!"

Tang Feng ignored Jiang Long and continued to move forward.

"It seems that if I don't give you some blood, you really don't know how many eyes of Prince Ma!"

Jiang Long waved the dagger in his hand and stabbed him. Tang Feng waved his hand and a poker card was nailed into his wrist.

'Dingdong', the dagger fell to the ground. He covered his palm and ran out of the alley. As he walked, he shouted, "Kid, you are looking for death!" Look, I won't kill you!"

Tang Feng ignored his shouts and still played the poker cards in his hand. The white fingers danced gently...