What do the beggars in Zhasa Street look forward to most? Isn’t it pie from the sky?
There are many kinds of pies, but the most exciting ones are the real money ones.
When I picked up silver, I heard that someone had traveled thousands of miles to give it to me, but this was the first time I encountered it.
Within half an hour, the beggars in Zhazi Street were in a panic and swarmed into the dilapidated temple deep in the street, just waiting for the kind man inside to reward them with money.
The ruined temple on Zhazi Street has a long history. No one knows the specific dynasty. We only know that it was dilapidated during the previous dynasty. The word "Zhenwu" is vaguely visible on the decaying plaque on the crumbling gate. The courtyard is still littered with rubbish and bluestones.
The bricks were covered with black moss. There were a few tables and chairs in the temple that looked intact, but they were piled high with dust.
Xia Shang sat inside, and the wrapping cloth he brought became a cushion. A pile of shining silver fell on the dusty table. He couldn't count how many there were, and they were all gray, but the countless pairs of eyes lined up outside were
Shining like fire.
Each person has one tael of silver, and he doesn't say anything. Anyone who sees it has a share, and he will definitely take it seriously.
The previous few beggars seemed to have a high status in Zhazi Street. They acted as front and rear for Xia Shang and maintained order.
Although there are many beggars throughout the ruined temple, they are all in good order.
But this stability did not last long. Halfway through collecting the money, the crowd suddenly became commotion.
In the courtyard outside the temple, there was a group of more than ten people, dressed in rags, but with a menacing attitude. They held sticks in their hands, pushed aside the beggars outside, and went straight to Xia Shang. The leader put down his sticks and pounded them on the table with silver, coldly.
He asked: "Where did it come from? Setting up a stall on Zhazi Street and not telling me about it?"
This group of good people will not come!
I saw that the leader was about thirty years old. His hair was disheveled, his face was covered with dirt, and his clothes were in tatters. He wore a brown sleeveless sweatshirt with many holes in his waist. His pants were dusty, and half of his shoes were uncovered.
Everything is exposed. In terms of the beggar's packaging, he looks more like a beggar than the few beggars who stopped Xia Shang before.
However, Xia Shang glanced at the other people and saw that they all had fearful expressions on their faces. It was obvious that this person was one of the tyrants of Zhash Street.
Although this person looks miserable, his face has a sharp outline, sharp angles, and the muscles of his exposed arms are strong. At first glance, he looks like a man who is willing to fight and fight fiercely.
When he saw that Xia Shang didn't answer immediately, his tone became even more unkind: "I'm asking you a question! Don't think that dressing more elegantly is a big deal. I don't accept this. When you come to Zhazi Street, you must act according to my rules!
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After saying that, he turned to the side and asked the people who were in charge of order in Xia Shang: "Scar, are you blinded by your confusion? Are you going to do this on my territory?"
Dao Scar is the beggar with the scar at the corner of his eye. Hearing the voice, he looked flattering and more respectful than he was to Xia Shang: "Master Kui, what did you say? Aren't you afraid of wasting your time with this little thing? I will help you.
You go ahead, this is the reward the master gave to Master Kui, and my little brother is carrying it for you. I thought I would send it to Master Kui later, but I didn’t expect you, Master Kui, to come by yourself."
With that said, the scarred man handed over all the bag of broken silver that Xia Shang had given him earlier, with a smile on his face, for fear of making this person unhappy.
Mr. Kui took the silver and weighed it for a moment: "Where are the others?"
Scar's brothers had no choice but to take out their previous silver.
Mr. Kui nodded with satisfaction and threw it behind him: "Give it to the brothers."
Then he looked at Xia Shang: "You're quite rich, aren't you?"
Xia Shang looked at this person with a dull expression.
Upon seeing this, Scar quickly came over and whispered to Xia Shang: "Young Master, this is the famous Mr. Kui in our Zhazi Street, Zhang Kui. He was born and raised in Zhazi Street, and a large number of his brothers are relying on him. In Yangzhou City,
There is also quite a reputation and status here. Mr. Kui has the final say in Zhazi Street. When Mr. Kui asks questions, the young master had better answer quickly, otherwise..."
"Otherwise?" Xia Shang asked, looking at Mr. Kui teasingly, "Since when can even a beggar claim to have a prestigious position?"
"You brat! What did you say?" Mr. Kui was furious. No one in Zhazi Street dared to talk to him like that.
What's even more hateful is that this guy openly insulted himself and the beggar!
But except for Mr. Kui, no beggar made any move. Because these beggars were insulted too much, what did Xia Shang say?
Master Kui swung his stick and was about to hit Xia Shang.
"I'm short of manpower now. You have a good foundation and your blood is still there. If you want others to truly respect you, it's better to hang out with me."
Mr. Kui was so angry that he couldn't hear Xia Shang's words. The stick was in front of Xia Shang in an instant.
Xia Shang looked calm, raised his hand to grab it, and seemingly controlled the long stick that was coming at him lightly. Kui Ye had a stern look on his face and sneered: "What a good boy, you have some skills!"
After that, he tried his best to pull the stick out of Xia Shang's hand, but was surprised to find that no matter how hard he tried, the stick could not move at all, as if it had been born in Xia Shang's hand.
All the beggars know what Mr. Kui is capable of. He is famous for his strength. You can tell it by looking at his muscles. The young master over there is very weak. He is just an embroiderer. How could he ever want to compete with Mr. Kui?
Not weak at all, to be more precise, he suppressed Mr. Kui!
Although Xia Shang does not know martial arts, but with the blessing of three true qi in his body, his strength is beyond imagination. He is not using any force at this moment. Although Na Kui is strong and powerful, he is only an ordinary person. Who is Xia Shang's opponent?
At this time, Mr. Kui was shocked. He knew that he was in trouble. When he was about to change his approach and hit Xia Shang again, he saw Xia Shang using his hands hard. He only heard the long stick crackling, and suddenly there was a sound.
After letting go, Mr. Kui stepped back. Although the long stick was taken back in his hand, there were deep five-finger prints where Xia Shang held it.
Several people around were in an uproar!
What kind of monster is this?
How much strength do you need?
It’s scary just thinking about it!
"You know martial arts!" Mr. Kui was still well-informed and could see through Xia Shang's legendary inner strength at a glance.
Xia Shang did not deny it and said calmly: "Can you consider my proposal now?"
Looking at the fingerprints on the long stick, Mr. Kui no longer had the courage to resist.
In fact, it is not that Mr. Kui cannot defeat Xia Shang. Mr. Kui has absolutely rich experience in on-the-spot combat, and fighting does not rely solely on strength. Xia Shang knows this very well and deliberately makes a show of force to break the opponent's self-confidence, so that he will not lose.
Downwind.
Obviously, in terms of character, Xia and Shang were much more mature.
After seeing Xia Shang's power, Kui Ye also restrained his arrogance and asked in a low voice: "What do you mean?"
"I just want to have a little brother who can help me with some small things in the future."
"why me?"
"To be honest, you are indeed lucky, I just did it on a whim. Don't think that being a younger brother is something to be ashamed of. On the contrary, I think you will get a lot of benefits in the future. I'm really not lying. You will really be respected by others in the future.
And you will receive the respect of those big people that you can't reach. And you will be very rich and powerful, and no one will dare to provoke you. Maybe you can start a beggar gang and become a gang leader. It is not impossible. You really