On the noisy streets, there is a lot of traffic and people coming and going. If you break it down, it can be said that there are three religions and nine streams everywhere. They also have their own unique characteristics. For example, civilians are simple and honest, make a living by fishing and hunting, and live a life without fighting against the world.
For example, businessmen, they put their interests first, hide their knives in their smiles, and are flexible in order to make money. They will kill you without any discussion when they get the opportunity;... Or beggars, they are absolutely poor, but because they wander around the small town all day long, they are extremely well-informed.
Even the actors who were welcomed and sent off could not compare.
Yu'er is a beggar. He is thirteen years old and has been wandering on the streets of Yuecheng for three years. Generally speaking, beggars have several life experiences. One is that they were abandoned by their parents, and the other is that they lost their loved ones.
, the three have lost the ability to work. However, Yu'er is different because he comes from another world. Just like a very popular word nowadays - time travel!
A beggar who traveled through time and space!
In this completely unfamiliar city, without any friends, the young Yu'er can only become a beggar, begging on the streets all day long to maintain his meager life! If there is no accident, he will be like other beggars.
Wandering like this until old age, I finally ended my remaining life and returned to the loess in peace.
However, he met Du Jingtian, a frail scholar.
That day, Yu'er was begging on the street, but accidentally bumped into a young man. This man had an outstanding appearance, gorgeous clothes, and an elegant appearance. In his hand, he was gently shaking a hollow folding fan inlaid with gold, which made him
He is even more elegant and suave. If he were to look at him just like that, anyone would think of him as an educated young master from a wealthy family. But Yu'er, who has been wandering in Yuecheng for three years, recognizes this person and knows more about him.
This person has a good reputation, but he bullies men and dominates women, and does all kinds of evil. He has been begging for three years, and he has witnessed this person's numerous evil deeds.
This boy’s name is Ma Di!
Don’t talk about the far ones, let’s talk about the near ones:
Last month, Ma Di robbed thirty small vendors from here of their hard-earned scraps of money, and also smashed the stalls on which they relied for a living;
Last month, Ma Fidi blew the head of a hawker here;
Last month, Ma Di forcibly insulted a beautiful woman in broad daylight and in full view of the public. The woman hit the wall and died on the spot.
And again and again last month...
On the streets of this Moon City, Ma Di can be said to have done all the evil deeds. However, despite his many evil deeds, no one can control him, and no one can control him. For no other reason than because his name is Ma Di
.Ma is Ma Rufeng's horse, and Di is Xiao Di's flute. Ma Rufeng's name is enough to scare 99.9% of the people in Yuecheng. Xiao Di, however, can let Ma Rufeng wash her feet.
Ma Rufeng is one of the "two gangs" in Moon City, the leader of the Wild Wolf Gang. Xiao Di is Ma Rufeng's most beloved concubine, and he obeys her words.
Ma Di is the son of Ma Rufeng and Xiao Di.
Today, Ma Di was very bored. At this time, when he saw Yu'er, his eyes lit up.
"Little boy, come here." Ma Di raised his eyebrows slightly and shouted.
Yu'er ran away. He didn't want to be beaten for no reason, so he had no choice but to run. But after all, he was only thirteen years old, so how could he outrun someone who was several years older than him and had practiced for many years?
Horse flute? Just after running a few steps, his ear was grabbed by a hand.
"You dare to run?" Ma Di had a hint of sarcasm on his cold cheek.
"Pah" was a crisp slap on Yu'er's face, and a red slap mark slowly appeared.
Yu'er didn't fight back. In fact, he couldn't fight back because his hands were grabbed by two strong men. In addition to the two strong men who grabbed him, there were seven strong men standing behind Ma Di.
They are all Ma Di's minions.
"Pa" came another crisp slap, and a sickly smile appeared on Ma Di's face: "The sound is so crisp, it makes people feel very comfortable, it is simply the sound of nature."
Yu'er looked at Ma Di with hatred, his eyes spitting fire. If eyes could kill, Ma Di would have died thousands of times at this moment. Unfortunately, Yu'er's eyes can't kill, but Ma Di can kill him.
"Stare at me? You don't accept it, right? Little boy, call your dad over and I'll let you go."
"Oh, why did I forget that you are a bastard? You don't have a father, so you are just a bastard." Ma Di pretended to have an epiphany and patted his forehead.
"It's a pity. If you had a father, maybe I could let you go." Facing Yu'er's angry gaze, Ma Di shook his head and took out a dagger from his arms.
The dagger flashed with a cold light, like a biting poisonous snake, worming its way into people's hearts, making them shudder.
The dagger reached towards Yu'er's ear.
Yu'er looked at Ma Di with hatred, but there was nothing she could do...
An ear is of course important to Yu'er, because he only has two, but it is not uncommon for Ma Di. As long as he wants, he can cut off ears all over the street, and few people dare to do anything to him. He
Today I wanted to cut off this little beggar's ear. Because he suddenly felt that people with only one ear would look very interesting.
The dagger stretched out very slowly, reaching toward Yu'er's ear brightly. Half a minute later, the dagger had touched Yu'er's cheek. Seeing a look of fear finally appeared on that little face, the smile on Ma Di's lips became even bigger.
Arrogant.
"You just said that if he has a father, you will let him go, right?" Just when Ma Di was about to cut off Yu'er's ear, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side and grabbed his ear.
wrist.
Ma Di turned his head slightly and saw a down-and-out young man in ragged clothes grabbing his wrist with a pair of seemingly powerless hands.
"I said it." Ma Di raised his eyes and looked at the young man, interested: "So what?".
"In that case, I am his father." The young man's narrow eyes flickered, but he said firmly.
"Oh? When did the bastard have a father?" Ma Di smiled contemptuously, and suddenly asked: "You said so? I even said that I was his father."
"Yes, I said yes." The young man did not give in.
"Who do you think you are?" Ma Di's face turned cold. There were not many people in the entire Moon City who dared to cause trouble with him.
"I don't think who I am, I only know that I am Du Jingtian." When his name was mentioned, a gleam of light flashed in the young man's eyes, and there seemed to be a sense of pride in that brilliance.
"Du Jingtian? What a good name." Ma Di smiled solemnly and pursed his lips. Immediately, the seven strong men behind him rushed forward, with fourteen fists, fourteen feet, fourteen elbows, and knees, and they simultaneously attacked Du Jingtian.
Jingtian greeted him and left...
Yu'er originally thought that everything would be like what was written in the novel. Du Jingtian was a strong man, or a hidden master or hermit. He could easily kill the few people in front of him and kill Ma Di's despotic power.
.
It’s no wonder that Yu’er thinks this way. Most people with outstanding martial arts love to fight against injustice, and they all have an inconspicuous appearance—either a withered old man, a slender girl, or a sick man.
In short, the more inconspicuous it looks, the deeper it hides, and the easier it is to take action. So when Du Jingtian stretched out his hand to stop the horse flute, Yu'er felt a glimmer of hope in his heart! I hope Du Jingtian is a strong man!
But soon, he discovered that he was wrong. Because Du Jingtian's screams had already sounded. If the screams of being beaten can be faked, then there is a sound that no one wants or will fake.
, that’s the sound of bones breaking!
In less than a minute, Du Jingtian's arms and legs had been fractured in three places. The crisp sound of fractures made people feel a chill in their hearts.
Du Jingtian doesn’t know martial arts!!! Why can’t he know martial arts? Why should he fight against injustice if he doesn’t know martial arts?
But he went anyway, so he was beaten. And the beating continued...