"Hey, stop! You two little boys, stop me!" On the street not far from the stadium, three figures were running quickly.

Running ahead were two children in ragged clothes, unkempt faces, scars everywhere on their necks, hands and feet. They looked only twelve or thirteen years old, and were little beggars everywhere on the streets and alleys of Shenjing.

Most of them are children abandoned by their parents. They were abandoned because their parents could not afford the support costs and heavy taxes. Some lucky people survived and grew up wandering on the streets, and were adopted by gangs that lived at the bottom of Shenjing, and eventually became beggars, thieves, idle gangs, and even trafficking in women, girls and children.

Of course, some of them are children who are stolen by these gangs. Some of them cannot be sold, so they simply become disabled and make them go out to beg for misery. Some of them are smart and trained to become gang members. They have to pay their shares to the gang regularly every week, and if they fail, they will be beaten.

These are the darkest and most evil corners of this prosperous and powerful empire, and even the scorching sun cannot shine into these cold and remote places.

It is precisely because of such cruel exploitation that these children take risks in order to make money that such a grand world's No. 1 Fighting Conference is naturally their goal.

But they didn't dare to steal the noble monks and masters, so they only dared to target those "idlers", "mates" and "grooms".

The one who chased them behind them and cursed loudly was the short gangster who sold the war report to Li Chengfeng. When he ran, he broke the copper coins strings he wore around his waist. For a moment, thousands of copper coins scattered, causing a snatch of people around him.

The Aoi Gangyi was a person who was afraid of being poor since childhood. Although he received a ingot of silver from Li Chengfeng, he still refused to give up the scattered copper coins. He frantically pursued them. After targeting the two little beggars who each robbed a large handful of copper coins, the Aoi Gangyi immediately chased after them and forced the two little beggars to return the money to him.

But the little beggar, who was under great pressure to survive, could not hand over the money he had grabbed. The three of them chased and fled, and rushed out of the field all the way.

Seeing the three of them chasing each other and the short gang chasing him saw that the two little macaques were running so fast. When they saw that they were about to catch them, they bowed their heads and dodged and dodged, and they were slippery as if they were like loaches.

The short gang ran out of breath and screamed with gritted teeth: "I recognize you!! Pojiao San, stinky stone! You can't run away!!"

One of the two children was broken one leg by the thief's head since childhood, so they walked a little high and low, while the other was an abandoned baby when they were picked up and threw it into the ditch by their parents. There was nothing beside them except a smelly and hard stone.

The child who ran at a high and low speed but was not slow at all turned his head and shouted, "Bagged feet, you iron rooster, what if you borrow this little money from us! The children of the world have a friendship with wealth, have your parents taught you before?"

This short gangster named Blank Fur is so angry that he smokes: "You two bastards, don't let us catch them, otherwise, I will teach you to take off a layer of skin!!"

When the two little thieves ran to a crossroads, they didn't say a word, and they ran to the alleys at both ends in tacit understanding. For a moment, they were in a dilemma, not knowing whether to chase the one on the left or the one on the right.

The short-footed hair hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and chased towards the high-footed feet. After he hesitated, the high-footed feet had already shook him more than ten meters away. The short-footed hair cursed: "The little bastard is lame and runs very fast!"

The thief with high feet quickly walked around a street with his short feet. Seeing that the short feet had already chased him, he suddenly drilled into the alley next to him and drilled into a dark and narrow alley alley. The short feet were already chasing him in a hurry. It was second to whether he could chase him or not to recover the money. This tone would be released no matter what!

But when he chased the alley and was about to turn a corner, he suddenly hit the corner, hitting the unprepared short-legged forehead, smashing him to the ground.

The short hair fell down and felt dizzy for a moment. He struggled to get up and shook his head hard to look forward, but he saw two little thieves gathered together at this time and quickly ran into the depths of the alley.

At this time, the buckling hair also understood that the child who had escaped from the fork in the road must have taken a detour and ambushed him here, which made him beat him!

The buffed hair was extremely angry and staggered. He shook his head hard and stumbled and chased him out.

But after chasing for a few steps, I suddenly heard the screams from these two little thieves, and was overjoyed, and said in my heart: Being a thief all day long, you must have finally suffered retribution today! Humph, let you two little bastards steal my hard-earned money!

The blunt foot hair covered the blood from the wound with one hand. The blood penetrated through his fingers without any notice. He just staggered towards the corner. When he came to the corner, he was dizzy and subconsciously supported the corner of the wall and then looked out.

After exploring, the blonde hair saw the most terrifying scene in his life.

He thought he had grown up in a gang since he was a child, and had seen many lynchings. He had also seen those inhumane thieves chopping off their children's hands and feet, picking off their tendons, breaking their bones, and turning them into terrible scenes of disability.

However, none of this is as good as what he saw.

The two children fell to the ground, trembling with their heads raised to look at a blond man sitting in a wheelchair in front of them, and the other child was floating in the air. His limbs were trembling, struggling but unable to move at all. Behind the forbidden man was a man with an extremely beautiful appearance. At first glance, he recognized who the two men were.

This is no one else, it is the follower monk next to Li Chengfeng!

And sitting in the wheelchair is the real person who won ten consecutive victories today!

The man with an extremely beautiful face held the handle of the wheelchair with empty eyes, like a mechanical doll, motionless. The Kuai Zhenren sitting in the wheelchair lifted one hand slightly, and the other hand reached out to the child with high and low feet in front of him. He gently stroked it from the air, and the flesh and blood on the face of the high and low feet slightly sunk down a palm print, as if the Kuai Zhenren had touched his face.

Kuai Zhenren smiled and said, "Today is your lucky day."

The five fingers of Kui Zhenren slightly closed, and his feet immediately screamed, but as soon as his scream reached his throat, he saw Kui Zhenren's fingers shaking gently at his mouth, making a gesture of silence, and the sound of Kui Zhenren was blocked in his throat. He was trembling all over, and a crack began to crack from the top of his head. Blood gushed out like a spring water. His entire skin began to fall off intact, as if he was molting his skin and taking off his clothes. With just two fingers, Gao Xia's feet completed the "molting" in a violent and crazy trembling. A complete human skin fell from his ankle, leaving only a bloody flesh man floating in the air, blood was like rain, and blood gathered into a river!

The other child was shocked. He turned his head and tried to escape, but as soon as he ran out two steps, he was pointed at the finger of the Kuo Zhenren and was placed in place.

The sluts didn't dare to look at him again, and immediately withdrew his head. He covered his mouth with his hands tightly, and his body was almost curled up. There were waves of drizzling water in the alley next to him. If someone who didn't know would think that someone was splashing water, but the sluts knew that this was the sound of another child being peeled on the spot and blood spurting on the ground...

Not long after, the sound of water drops on the street disappeared, and a gurgling sound of wheelchair pushing came, gradually moving away. After the sound completely disappeared, the buckling hair was bold and trembled with tears in his eyes.

But there was nothing on the street, not those two human skins, not those two flesh-and-blooded corpses, not those two terrible monks, and not that blood like a small river.

All of this seemed to be just his illusion. The two children, they had no surnames or clans, did not care about their coming when they were born, and they seemed to have never come to this world when they died.

They came to this world lightly like a feather, and then they seemed to be a burst of blue smoke, dissipating in this world in a fleeting moment.
Chapter completed!