They have their own territory and relevant skills.
The monks who beg for alms along the street are in technical positions..
Those with disabilities are helpless.
The rest are all talents.
Those who allow themselves to have their arms and legs broken are first-rate masters.
Lu Bai saw a person with his own eyes. He twisted his thigh and turned into a useless leg. He started on the road with a cane.
Anyone who speaks smoothly and dares to kill his whole family is a second-rate master.
Lu Bai saw with his own eyes that he called the man who had lost his leg his eldest brother.
Those who are sweet-tongued, talk nonsense to people, tell ghosts to ghosts, and call dogs uncle when they lead dogs are third-rate masters.
Lu Bai originally thought that he was a third-rate expert.
But actually do it.
He couldn't speak.
He could only squat in the corner to bask in the sun, synthesize calcium, and enjoy the warmth of the sun.
Early spring has arrived.
The tree sprouts.
The time is just right.
Snap.
The little girl threw a penny into Lu Bai's bowl.
Lu Bai was stunned.
The little girl wears a red cotton-padded jacket.
She turned around happily, grabbed her mother's hand, and turned into the alley next to her.
Lu Bai probed.
They live in the alley.
Good guy.
Lu Bai grabbed a few pennies from the beggar's bowl next to him and put them together to buy himself a steamed bun.
The beggars dare not speak out when they are angry.
Their leader asked them to take care of him.
He also specifically warned them that this guy was very good at fighting and was a reckless man.
If you don't have buns, you won't be hungry.
But the beggars are treated well.
Lu Bai returned to the ruined temple where everyone was hiding in the evening, just in time for dinner.
A pot of stew, shredded pork, paired with rice, it's surprisingly delicious.
Lu Bai cooked four bowls alone.
Now everyone in the gang knew why Lu Bai was reduced to a beggar.
It's so fucking edible.
For more than ten days in a row, Lu Bai found nothing, so he just sat under the sun to bask in the sun.
He wants to go back.
How good it is to practice Qigong.
When beggars waste time.
He was suspicious of Shen Xiaoqi and others, thinking that he was progressing too fast and deliberately trying to weaken his will.
The little girl would occasionally give him a penny.
Lu Bai once asked her why she gave it to him when there were so many beggars begging.
The little girl felt sorry for him.
Everyone else had money in their bowls, but he didn't.
February 2nd.
The dragon raised its head.
Just as Lu Bai woke up from a comfortable sleep, work came from above.
The little boss pulled Lu Bai and whispered: "Sir, if this job is done well, I can recommend you to go up."
Lu Bai was feeling tired and asked him what kind of work he did.
"Recently, many young beggars and women have disappeared in Yancheng. This has alarmed the higher-ups."
The superiors asked the mendicant monks and the subordinates to divide the helms and investigate carefully.
If there are any clues, please report them promptly.
Lu Bai was startled.
How can you still do the work of solving crimes when you are already an undercover agent?
Then again, if you want to abduct children or women, just go to the face-masking monks. Nine times out of ten, they are the ones who did it.
The little boss smiled bitterly.
"This does not require evidence."
Makes sense.
Lu Bai almost thought they were on official errands.
he asked the little boss.
"There are also little beggars and women missing in our area?"
The little boss nodded, "Yes."
Beggars are very mobile.
Some little beggars disappeared some time ago.
They didn't care, thinking they had gone somewhere else.
Later, more disappearances occurred, and I felt something strange, so I reported it to the authorities.
Their original intention was for the superiors to check whether the little beggars had gone elsewhere.
Unexpectedly, after checking, they found that these little beggars disappeared out of thin air.
Lu Bai asked him if he knew that the face-masking monk burned incense in that temple.
The beggars are well-informed and of course they know.
Lu Bai rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'll go find them to settle the score."
"Hey, we have no credentials..."
Lu Bai interrupted him, "You are not from the Yamen, what evidence do you want?"
He left in a hurry.
I haven't had a fight in many days and my hands are itchy.
The little boss was stunned in the background.
Brother! I am not from the Yamen, but you are a Jinyiwei.
Lu Bai found the temple.
There was a smell of meat in the temple, it was delicious, and the food was much better than that of the beggars.
They also know their shame and cook meat behind closed doors.
boom!
Lu Bai kicked him away.
The door flew out.
Lu Bai walked in, and the monks holding bowls looked at him dumbfounded.
There were wine and food beside them, and a large pot next to them with meat cooking in it.
"Are you kidnapping children?" Lu Bai asked.
The face-masking monks came to their senses.
A monk with a mustache came up and said, "If you want to find the child, we have a way and we can help you ask."
He stretched out his hand.
Lu Bai was confused, "This is..."
"Money, Hanhan, if you don't give me the money, who can help you find it?"
The monk reminded him to prepare ten taels of silver by the way. If the child is found, he must redeem it with ten taels of silver.
I wipe it!
Lu Bai felt that they were too business-minded.
He has to think about it.
How to beat them appropriately.
Zhenshanhe?
Reveal identity.
Black Tiger Boxing.
"Hey, hey."
The monk pushed Lu Bai, "Why are you so dazed? Why do you want children if you don't have money..."
boom!
Lu Bai punched out.
[Successfully punished a villain, merit value 5]
Yo!
There are still lives.
Bang, bang, bang!
Three punches.
The monk was stunned.
He pointed at Lu Bai and shook it, "You..."
Lu Bai grabbed his neck, lifted him up, and punched his crotch again.
[Successfully maimed a villain, merit value 20]
Lu Bai nodded with satisfaction.
So what if you don’t have a knife, you still get the merit points.
"Straight bitch, you're looking for death!"
"Fuck you, uncle!"
The face-masking monk behind him hit Lu Bai with a sword, gun and stick.
Click!
Lu Bai turned the confused face-masking monk's head around.
Throw it away.
Hit the wooden stick that was thrown at him.
Click!
The stick broke.
Lu Bai grabbed half of it and smashed it on the head of the visitor.
Roar!
If there is nothing, after the roar of the tiger.
With one move, the black tiger struck two people in the chest, instantly making them lose their fighting ability.
Come with a knife.
Lu Bai turned sideways, and the knife grazed his hair, scattering a snowflake.
He reached out and cut the attacker's wrist, took the knife away, and was about to chop it down...
no!
Your identity will be exposed.
The leader of the White Wolf Gang has a reputation for killing people.
He is a big boy now, so he can't kill people like that.
So Lu Bai threw away the knife.
Roar!
Another tiger roars.
The knife wielder was beaten away.
at the same time.
Ouch!
A person behind Lu Bai was holding his shoulder and crying out in pain. The knife Lu Bai had discarded was slashing on his shoulder.
[Successfully injuring an evil person, merit value is 10]
Yo!
Another one with a life.
Lu Bai took a step back, grabbed the unfortunate guy's arm with his arm, and gave him a slap on the crotch first, crippling him and gaining twenty merit points.
He turned his head again.
Got two hundred merit points.
call!
A sword struck.
Lu Bai escaped.
"Boy, who on this road dares to destroy our place!"
The tall and thin monk stabbed continuously.
"If you don't change your name when you walk, you won't change your surname when you sit down, you will be a beggar and a monk."
Ouch!
After Lu Bai said this, he saw the right moment, dodged the sword edge, and struck him on the head with a powerful move from the tiger.
Oops!
[Successful punishment of evildoers, merit value 5]
[Ding, it was detected that the murderer committed a heinous crime of killing a young child, the critical merit value is 500]
Oops!
Lu Bai was surprised.
There was a critical attack.
Lu Bai became interested and looked at the tall and thin monk like a tiger looking at a sheep.
The tall and thin monk felt weak, so he raised his sword and stabbed again.