At dawn the next day, Jinyue City resumed its bustling bustle.

Chen Fan only slept for three hours last night. As soon as he opened his eyes, he pretended to be as numb as before and returned to the begging point where he was stationed.

The body that was originally washed was re-camouflaged with well water and mud last night, and was paired with a few beggar clothes wrapped in rags. No one would have guessed that this little beggar had washed his hair and changed his face last night.

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Holding a thin bamboo pole in his hand, he would kowtow to anyone he saw at the brothel door and call him "Master or Miss". At the end of the day, he had accumulated dozens of copper coins from the broken bowl in front of him, and he also picked up a meat dumpling to fill his stomach.

According to the prices in the city, a copper plate for a black-faced steamed bun would be enough for Chen Fan to last for a while without going hungry and picking up garbage.

However, these copper coins can only be looked at but not saved, because as soon as night falls, beggars will come to collect money.

During the day, several gangsters from the Tsing Yi Gang were taking turns keeping an eye on the streets near the brothel. If there was any trouble, these gangsters would come to warn little beggars like Chen Fan.

They were not given the opportunity to hide their money at all. It can be said that in this ancient society that lacked surveillance, human resources were squeezed to the limit.

....

The sun rises and sets, the moon rises above the willow branches.

As night fell, a pair of red lanterns began to light up at the entrance of the brothel. Chen Fan, who was still begging at the entrance, was driven to the end of the alley by a few thugs from the brothel.

You know, there are few people going to the brothel during the day, but at night the people who come in and out are all the wealthy and wealthy people with lustful brows. Naturally, they will not let a stinky beggar like Chen Fan block the door of other people's houses to do business.

Not long after the thugs drove him to a remote alley behind the brothel, a shirtless and wretched man wandered over from a short distance away.

This man is a local beggar who collects money and manages the territory. He is nicknamed Papi Zhou. I don’t know his real name, Chen Fan. But judging from the way he behaves in disapproval, he must have met some happy event and got a little drunk.

As soon as the man approached, he took the broken bowl from Chen Fan's hand. He fished it out and weighed it. He found that there were only dozens of copper coins in the bowl. Papi Zhou raised his foot and kicked Chen Fan to the ground with a look of disgrace.

"His grandma's kowtow for a whole day is all it takes?"

"What a waste!"

"If you can't get a hundred coppers tomorrow, I'll chop off one of your arms and feed it to the dogs!"

Papi Zhou put the copper coins into the money bag on his trousers, cursed and gave Chen Fan the KPI begging target, and kicked Chen Fan in the chest twice in a threatening manner.

Chen Fan's body was weak. Two mouthfuls of blood spurted out of his mouth after being kicked. His internal organs were obviously injured. He yelled for mercy several times and hurriedly endured the pain and stood up to kowtow.

"Boss!"

"Please get around me!"

"Tomorrow...tomorrow I will definitely get a hundred men to honor you..."

Chen Fan knew that this beggar was ruthless and did not take human life seriously, so he kowtowed and pretended to cry.

However, there was a glimmer of coldness in his lowered eyes, and he muttered "The plan begins" in his heart, and then he kowtowed and slid a rag bag hidden in his arms to the ground.

"ah!"

Chen Fan lowered his head and screamed strangely, then stretched out his hand to grab the rag bag.

Papizhou's eyes were vicious. Upon seeing this, he hurriedly raised his leg and pushed Chen Fan's stretched out arm to the ground. Then he twisted his leg hard, like the action of twisting a cigarette butt in his previous life. With a "click", Chen Fan's left arm

It was twisted into a twist.

"Ahhh!" Chen Fan was in pain and wanted to take back his broken arm, but the force under Papizhou's feet was not something that a thin little beggar could shake off, so he could only roar with gritted teeth.

"How dare you hide money privately?"

"You're really looking for death!"

Papizhou cursed a few times, spat at Chen Fan, and then raised his foot, like kicking a sandbag, and kicked Chen Fan two meters away.

For the disobedient little beggars under his command, Papi Zhou has thousands of ways to punish them.

The poison that breaks hands is just childish. If it angers him, it is possible to chop it into pieces and feed it to the gang's watchdog.

"Let me cripple one of your arms as a punishment!"

"If I find out that you do it again, I will cut you into a human stick and take you to the vegetable market to be used to light lamps."

Seeing that the boy had arms and legs that could be used for a while, Papizhou didn't kill him. After a few curses, he leaned over to pick up the rag bag at his feet.

This rag bag is bulging, and it is a bit heavy when you first get it.

Papi Zhou thought it was Chen Fan's hidden copper coins, so he spread his hands and slowly opened the cloth bag in his palm.

But as soon as he opened the bag, Papi Zhou was stunned. There was no copper coins hidden in the bag at all, but a pile of powdery gray objects.

Just for this worthless thing, Papizhou almost killed one of his main men who was begging for money. At this moment, his face was ashen and he felt as if he had been humiliated.

However, what Papi Zhou didn't expect was that while he was staring blankly at the object in his palm, Chen Fan, who was still rolling on the ground in pain, actually silently flew towards him.

"call!"

With a strong blow, Chen Fan tilted his body and blew up the gray powder in his palm.

As for Chen Fan's right hand, he was not idle either. A similar cloth bag was thrown out by him, and the gray powder covered Papizhou's face in an instant.

"not good!"

"It's quicklime!"

Having experienced gang fights, Papi Zhou naturally knows what these white ash is. It is a dirty trick to narrow people's eyes.

In gang wars, only those whose martial arts skills are not worthy of mentioning can use this thing.

But let’s not forget it, the simpler the item, the more effective it is.

Lime Fen squinted his eyes and felt a burning sensation coming from his eyes. Tears and snot flowed out from his nose.

It was originally night at this time, and with his eyes narrowed, he fell into invisible darkness.

"You little bastard! How dare you cheat on me!"

"I want you to die!"

Papizhou, who was used to being domineering in front of little beggars, never expected that a skinny, half-grown beggar would dare to attack a beggar with martial arts skills like himself.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Although I am temporarily blind, my superficial skills are still there, and it is almost effortless to deal with a young man.

Papizhou subconsciously raised his hands and slapped him in front of him, and a muffled sound burst into the air.

This is the basic palm technique that Papi Zhou has practiced for more than ten years. It is one of the few skills that can be learned by the peripheral gang members of the Tsing Yi Gang.

Although his three-legged cat's kung fu cannot break open monuments and crack rocks, if he hits a person, it can break a person's neck at least.

But he didn't expect that all his efforts were in vain!

The next second Chen Fan was stunned, the skinny teenage boy had already dragged his body and rolled to a corner of the alley like a monkey, escaping Papi Zhou's slap.

Sticking to the wall, squatting, curling up, staying still, holding his breath, in the dark alley, Chen Fan's eyes were fixed on Papizhou, who was punching the air a few meters in front of him.

"come out!"

"Get out of here!"

"Don't even think about running away!"

"You son of a bitch!"

"As long as you are caught by me, see if I don't chop you into pieces and feed you to the dogs!"

Papi Zhou couldn't open his eyes for a while. In this ancient society where medical technology was not very developed, if he was stung by quicklime, he would have to lie at home for at least ten and a half days, so the other party could only take advantage of him at the moment.

Show off your strength.

In the words of Chen Fan's previous life, he was incompetent and furious!

In addition, Papizhou's martial arts skills are not perfect. Although his hands and feet are strong enough to hit people, his hearing and senses are basically the same as ordinary people.

wrong!

Even worse than ordinary people!

Because this guy drank some wine tonight, and under the stimulation and paralysis of alcohol, the five senses around the peeling area were sluggish.

"Bang bang bang"

After about a cup of tea, along with the sound of walls being smashed and kicked, in the long, dark alley, Papi Zhou's hands and feet suffered varying degrees of injuries, and blood dripped down his fist bones to the ground.

This was the result of him trying his best to attack the air and hitting the wall.

Moreover, during the beating just now, the smell of alcohol all over Papizhou's body began to dissipate little by little along with the violent movement of his body. As he gradually regained his composure, he began to breathe heavily and touched a wall with his back against it, facing the front of him.

He adopted a defensive posture.

As a local snake in charge of beggars in the neighborhood, Papi Zhou knew how much the little beggars under him were worth.

If his eyes were fine, he could destroy this little bastard Chen Fan with one palm.

Even though he couldn't see clearly now, he was still in a defensive posture, so no ordinary little beggar could get close to him.

"Don't panic!"

"Not urgent!"

"If that kid had a real plan to deal with me, he wouldn't use this method like Li Shi."

"He's still afraid of me!"
To be continued...