In the humid and stuffy room, dozens of people crowded together and lit a single candle in total. The fluorescence seemed to be non-existent. They breathed the turbid air, their bare upper bodies leaning against the cold wall, and their stomachs
They were already playing drums, and they were even hungry and panicked, but they were not looking forward to the arrival of dinner, because they knew that it was just some leftovers, some of which were leftovers that had gone rancid in the summer, and some of which were fattened food that had fallen on the ground and been picked up again.
Meat, if you think about it for a moment, the taste is simply disgusting.
It's better to buy it yourself and hide a little money for yourself in the cracks in the wall every day. If you don't get discovered, you can still eat some food.
They are all anxiously and indifferently waiting for their boss, the one who exploits them and leaves them a way to survive, even though this way of survival looks more like a dead end.
There was the sound of footsteps outside the door. This shabby room couldn't even protect it from wind and rain, let alone sound insulation.
"Why didn't that boy come back today?"
Ge Hua went to the place every night to count the number of people and collect the money they collected during the day.
Of course they would think of hiding it for themselves, but if they were discovered, their legs would be broken.
"Boss...he was bought by a master today!"
The man who hit him today came out and said so.
"Grandpa?
Which grandpa?
Still buying it?"
Ge Hua was very curious, like a cheetah, appraising the prey he had captured.
When those people saw his expression, they were so frightened that their legs weakened. They explained to her in a low voice, "It should be a young man who is a young man's servant. He said that their grandpa's grandson needed a child to pray for, so he gave it to us."
We just took him away with some money, not to mention how crude the method was!"
He tried his best to describe the old man as tall and powerful, so as to distance himself from the relationship with him.
"oh?
So how much did he pay?"
When Ge Hua heard this, his eyes couldn't help but shine, "Take it out and I'll order some! From what you said, it should be a lot!"
"Well..." The man hesitated.
"how?
Do you still dare not to pay?
I see you have become bolder!"
A layer of murderous aura arose behind Ge Hua in an instant, and he walked over step by step. The huge pressure pressed against everyone, and they all lowered their eyes, not daring to look at him.
Some people even hit that person with their elbows.
"Hurry up and give the money to the boss, you are very brave!"
The man was also frightened and took out the money tremblingly.
Stack after stack, they are all bills.
"Is that all there is?"
Ge Hua seemed not satisfied with his reaction.
"Yes..." the man answered almost inaudibly.
This is right! She admired secretly in her heart, this was the reaction he wanted.
So, he walked straight towards the man step by step, with a snake-like expression on his face. He was very close to the man, and his even breathing was sprayed directly on the man's face.
She leaned against his ear again, as if whispering in a low voice, very gentle and creepy.
"You'd better not lie to me."
The world suddenly became quiet.
The man stood still.
He stared straight ahead and his fingers kept trembling.
There seemed to be cold sweat dripping from his forehead.
Ge Hua looked at him and nodded with satisfaction.
"Um."
Just one word, showing great determination and sharp murderous intent.
"Wind and Cloud Staff!"
With just this sound, it was like thunder on the ground. Ge Hua waved his crutch. His body and steps did not stagger at all, but were as fast as a cheetah. His old hands were like a pair of eagle claws, with bulging veins but full of energy.
Power, waving the crutch in his hand, causing the whole body to twist continuously, which is a precursor to the coming storm! The man was already so frightened that his body was weak, and he knelt down on the ground all of a sudden, his lips kept trembling, and his body was constantly sweating.
She was in a cold sweat, and she didn't dare to look at him directly, but she didn't dare not to look at him. She just glanced at her every time, and her voice couldn't be coherent. "Boss... boss... boss, listen to me..."
She tried hard to calm down, but her gums seemed to be out of control. He wanted to take a deep breath, but found that breathing became difficult. The next fish died on the shore, shaking his body violently.
Looking at the countless rays of green light flying out from the demon king's hands in front of her, she seemed to hear the desperate sound of death.
"Next, he's going to make a move..." That man knew very well what to do when his boss was angry. He knew exactly what he should do. There must be a voice in his heart constantly calling him "Begging for mercy! Begging for mercy!"
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So, he finally begged for mercy, "Boss, I beg you, let me go! In fact, I don't have much! I will give you whatever you want! I just ask you to let me live!"
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He finally began to crawl and beg for mercy. He cried until he was hoarse. The hot and sticky liquid was all over her face. He burst into tears and kept kowtowing. In the end, the ground was covered with mud and his face was covered with mucus.
Finally, they mixed together and became an unclear color.
Others couldn't bear to look any further and turned their heads in other directions.
That's theirs, the color of the homeless.
"Hahaha, now I know how to beg for mercy! It's too late!"
Ge Hua seems to be very obsessed with other people's reactions. To him, scenes that are too horrible to look at are simply a kind of enjoyment for him.
"Please forgive me, keep going!"
He even incited others to perform for him.
Of course that man cooperated with all his strength, his cries became even sadder, and he kowtowed as frequently as if he was pounding garlic, but Ge Hua's kung fu never stopped.
Green lights flashed one after another, and the air was full of whining sounds, as if this room belonged to this kind of atmosphere, and this is what he should look like at ordinary times! "Hahahaha! Not bad, not bad!"
The old man's face looked ferocious and terrifying at the moment, with a terrifying smile all over his face, which made one's heart palpitate.
He seemed to be in extreme excitement now, as if the whole world should belong to him.
Finally, everyone saw familiar movements.
He drew his crutch from the air to the top of his head, "Wind and Cloud Staff! Broken!"
With a "boom" sound, a green light burst out from there, and a light ball instantly broke away from the crutches and flew towards the man. He did not avoid it, and continued to kowtow for mercy, his body shaking constantly due to excessive fright.
, Wan as chaff, his face is still covered in sticky liquid and dust on the ground, as if this is what he should have in his life.
"Bang!"
The green light exploded in that place, blasting out a few wisps of green smoke, but there was no smell at all. The light mist dissipated, leaving nothing but a mess on the ground, as if nothing had happened.
The homeless people were still dumbfounded, with no light in their eyes. Their boss had already withdrawn his crutches, and showed a kind but numb look on his face. His smile was like a piece of plaster.
But it makes people feel scared when they see it.
"Okay, who will tell me next what happened today?"