The little boy with his body tied to the flatbed car was obviously a little dull. The broken crack was wrapped in white cloth, and there were a trace of red spots on it. I don’t know if it was a stain or a blood stain.

"Is it her child?" Ma Wangdong sighed with pity, "There are many such little beggars here, and there is no problem everywhere. They were abandoned by their parents because of physical defects, and then they came here to be a beggar and wanderer. How can I say it? It's a bit miserable if I think about it carefully..."

"This child was still both hands and feet when he left home..." Li Yu narrowed his eyes slightly.

At this time, the boy's panel was presented in front of Li Yu.

Name: Ma Jin

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Note: Not long ago, both hands and feet were cut off, the wound had not healed, and the inflammatory infection became more and more serious. If you do not receive timely treatment, you will gradually die due to internal organ damage...

His hands and feet were cut off.

On the other hand, when Yan Xiaoli's live broadcast camera was aimed at the child whose hands and feet were cut off, the barrage was also in chaos.

There are also people who ask the anchor to donate money when his heart attacks, and some people who say they are rewarded. Anyway, all kinds of people and all kinds of ideas and opinions are messed up.

Yan Xiaoli seemed to have experience in this, so she quickly contacted the house manager to take a closer look to prevent the rhythm master from coming out to speak nonsense.

At this moment, a barrage suddenly said.

"This situation may also be done by the Beggars' Sect. I heard that they were specially hijacked and deceived people, and then cut off their limbs and asked them to beg outside... If they cannot complete the workload of begging, they will be beaten and their wounds will be poured with chili water, and they will be in pain..."

"They are all urban legends. There is no Beggars' Sect. The cost of this crime is too high. It's not good to have this skill to do something else? Aren't they afraid of the death penalty?"

"Hehehe, the cost is high... The great Bai Yansong once said that capitalists can take risks for 500% of the profit. As long as it is profitable, they will not care about the cost of crime."

"Bai Yansong has never said it, this is what Zhou guides people said..."

The boy named Ma Jin in front of me was indeed cut off with his hands and feet and threw it here...

Li Yu couldn't help but glance at the boy, remembering this face very clearly.

When he was besieged by these villagers before, the young man was holding a local troll to prepare for shooting, his eyes ruthlessly and ferocious, like a devil.

At that time, Li Yu had no doubt at all that if he was in front of this boy, he would hold a troll to shoot himself.

"I didn't expect to meet again in this way..." Li Yu threw away his distractions and pondered: "The Beggars' Sect...If someone did this on purpose, let's just ask the leaders here. Haven't you said that the beggars here are managed in pieces?"

At this time, Ma Wangdong couldn't help but say, "The Beggars' Sect... If there are really such a vicious person, is there any beggar leaders who manage this place?"

Facing Ma Wangdong's questions, Li Yu just shook his head calmly.

"Will people who have the courage to do this kind of thing still stay in this dark place?"

......

There is a cleaner place under the overpass... Of course, it is just cleaner than the dirty overpass. For normal people, it is still a breeding ground for bacteria and stench, a place where gloomy, humid and rotten hybridizes.

Ma Wangdong and Yan Xiaoli showed a visible hopelessness. They were not very used to the environment here. They were not very used to the delivery outside before, but this time they entered it, they truly understood what it means to feel uncomfortable all over.

Li Yu didn't feel much.

"What are you here for? Haven't done enough to make a show yet? Have you brought a Taoist priest in?"

The person who spoke was an old beggar with a gray beard. The old beggar was covered in a black coat and looked quite powerful as a leader.

Seeing Ma Wangdong and Yan Xiaoli's expressions were also very bad, and from the bottom of my heart they were here to make a show.

Ma Wangdong was dissatisfied. The rich second generation was not afraid of people. He directly retorted: "You speak nicely, how can we show off."

"Haha." The old beggar smiled and said, "It's nothing for us adults, but for the children, you are the 'kind' you, who are 'kind', are hopeful. After you leave, they will look forward to you 'kind people' coming to send them redemption every day and night. Unfortunately, what they don't know is that the so-called redemption of kind-hearted people is simply to come here to show off and provide the materials for the Virgin Heart to those sitting high in front of the TV computer."

The old beggar said it to the point...

Ma Wangdong and Yan Xiaoli were speechless and speechless.

"Then... then you said so badly, why did you agree to us come in again... Don't you also accept the alms and live?"

The old beggar just said calmly: "Don't let us all think so unscrupulously. My men are [homeless] instead of [beggars]. We pick up paper cans and sell them for daily necessities. We don't just rely on other people's alms to live... Of course I don't agree with you coming in, but if others agree, what can I do?"

Ma Wangdong then remembered that the old homeless man in front of him was just a small leader on the territory, and the leaders around him...

This made Yan Xiaoli and Ma Wangdong a little strange, and it seemed that a strange federal order had been formed here.

The minority obeys the majority.

At this time, Ma Wangdong was silent for a moment and said, turning around and instructing the temporary worker he hired, saying, "If the child wants candy, please let them exchange paper and cans for their limbs. If they have physical problems, they will give it to them directly..."

"OK..."

Ma Wangdong did this operation in front of the old beggar, and the old beggar's face suddenly became much softer.

At the same time, the barrage gifts in the live broadcast room were also bursting, and they gave crazy praise to Ma Wangdong's behavior.

"It's not bad..." The old beggar shook his head, sat on a piece of paper, smoking a cheap white sand cigarette, and said, "Tell me, why am I doing when I come to find the old man? It's impossible to chat with me."

Ma Wangdong said after handing his precious cigarette to the old beggar.

"It's the master who has questions to ask you."

"Master?" The old beggar looked at Li Yu, showed a slight disgust. After frowned, he nodded and said, "Speak quickly if you have something to do."

"Do you know the Beggars' Sect?" Li Yu paused and added: "It's not the Beggars' Sect here..."

When talking about this, the old beggar's face became ugly, and his breath became a little distorted when he smoked, and he began to cough.

After coughing for a while, I turned around and stood up, turned around and left, and said while walking.

"You go, don't ask so much. There is no Beggars' Sect, it's just the messy rumors you heard..."
Chapter completed!