In a slightly dark place, there is a pile of oil-stained wooden barrels.
Various smells are mixed and very unpleasant.
This is where leftover food from restaurants accumulates. Although the smell is unpleasant, it is a favorite place for beggars in the city.
A group of beggars in rags were scooping up the leftovers from the barrels.
As long as you can get one or two pieces of meat and a few pieces of cold hard steamed buns, these beggars can have a full meal.
If they could catch one or two chicken legs or duck legs, it would be a feast for them.
But it is impossible for ordinary beggars to come here to get food.
This is the largest restaurant in the city. Even the leftover food is considered a good thing by the beggars. It is much better than some small restaurants.
There are so many beggars in the city.
Although in this cold winter, a large number of beggars die on the streets every day, there are more and more beggars in the city.
They were either refugees displaced by the war, or remnant soldiers who had lost their arms and legs in the war.
Those who come here to get food are all the most aggressive beggars.
There are many people with limbs gathered together and strong skills among them. Little beggars like Yun Cang usually walk around here, otherwise they will be seen by these beggars who have nothing to do except get food, and they will have to tease them at least.
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Although Yun Cang was just standing in the corner now, the beggars in front of the barrel saw him.
These days, beggars look pitiful, but who knows how many vicious characters there are among them?
When Yun Cang saw the scar-faced beggar in front of him, who was holding a cold roast chicken and munching furiously, looking towards him, he felt something bad.
This guy was one of the most ruthless characters among the beggars in the city. He killed countless beggars who tried to steal food from him.
These days, a steamed bun can kill someone, let alone chicken, duck and fish.
Seeing Yun Cang, a playful smile appeared on Scarface's dirty face.
Yun Cang is just a beggar who is fourteen or fifteen years old. Due to congenital malnutrition, he is extremely thin and his strength is not as strong as that of some ten-year-old children. These beggars can beat him even with one hand.
Not to mention Scarface, the most ruthless fighter among them.
And this Scarface still has an old grudge against Yun Cang in this illusion.
"It's you little guy."
Yun Cang turned around to leave, but Scarface's hoarse voice rang out, and at the same time a greasy object hit Yun Cang on the back of the head.
Yun Cang was stunned, turned around and looked down, and saw a chicken leg lying on the ground.
Yun Cang swallowed a sip of saliva. To be honest, his physical condition was not very good in this illusion. He was hungry and hungry. A greasy chicken drumstick was enough to make him move his index finger.
But he didn't lower his head to pick it up.
"Haha." Scarface smiled.
"Take it to your sister, otherwise she will die who knows when. After all, she is a little beauty, and she has been reduced to the same land as us. You must be heartbroken, right?"
Although Scarface said this, Yun Cang still did not lower his head to pick it up.
Scarface didn't seem to be surprised, and continued to throw a chicken leg over and said: "If you eat this chicken leg, give your sister to me. This army is following you in chaos, and I can't even afford a full meal."
I, Mr. Xu Chou, am a bit ugly, but I will not starve my wife."
A trace of sneer appeared on Yun Cang's sallow face: "You think so."
Yun Cang directly raised his foot and crushed the two chicken legs hard. The greasy chicken legs separated and mixed with the mud on the ground.
"Damn you little bastard!" The beggars next to Scarface yelled out in an instant.
The expression on Scarface's face also turned a lot colder.
A beggar next to him who was very observant immediately said: "If you don't eat the toast, you will have to drink a fine wine. You don't even want the face given by Brother Xu. Give me a beating!"
As he said that, a group of beggars stepped forward and pushed Yun Cang hard into the corner.
Scarface also chuckled and said: "That's right, go ahead and beat her to death. I'll take care of your sick little sister for you."
Fists fell like raindrops on Yun Cang's thin body, and he had to protect his vital parts with both hands.
The beggars vented their anger on Yun Cang, then picked up the two shapeless chicken legs on the ground and wolfed them down.
How could a frail, skinny beggar of fourteen or fifteen years old be able to withstand such a rain of fists?
Not long after, Yun Cang was bleeding from the mouth and nose, and his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.
When the beggars saw the blood, they all secretly said something bad and walked away from the corner.
Scarface finished eating a roast chicken and some cold steamed buns, stood up and left. When he passed the corner, he stretched out his foot and kicked Yun Cang. When he found that there was no movement, he left with a smile.
In this world, as long as the fist is big, a beggar can still dominate, but naturally his targets can only be those at a lower level than him.
Although the happiness gained from bullying people is a bit cruel, it is one of the few happiness beggars have.
After the beggars left, Yun Cang wiped the blood from his face and stood up unsteadily.
There was no expression on his face, as if he was not the one who had been beaten before.
I picked up some barely clean cold steamed buns and leftovers from the barrel.
He left here, picked up some firewood while passing by a dead forest, and returned to the alley.
The alley was sheltered from the wind, and there was a bed of tattered cotton wool, which made the winter a little easier.
The fact that he could light a fire by stretching out a finger was somewhat blocked by Yun Cang in this powerless illusion.
After exerting all his strength, he struck two pieces of flint and lit a small piece of rotten cotton wool before lighting the firewood he had collected.
The warm flame reflected a little firelight on the cold blue bricks of the alley, waking up the somewhat dazed Dong'er.
"Eat it." Yun Cang handed over a piece of toasted bun and said.
Dong'er took the steamed bun, but was burned a bit. She shivered and took back her fingers, and the steamed bun fell to the ground.
Yun Cang picked up the steamed bun and put it in front of Dong'er. Dong'er lowered his head and slowly started to eat it.
Flames, steamed buns, and some other leftovers made it a barely decent dinner.
Dong'er seemed to have regained some strength. She looked at Yun Cang and said, "Brother, let's go. My disease cannot be cured. You might be able to survive on your own."
Yun Cang smiled and said: "Don't worry, I will cure you."
He squatted on the ground, meticulously grinding something against half a brick.
Dong'er, who had her back turned to Yun Cang, couldn't see clearly what it was, but the aura emanating from Yun Cang's body now made her feel a little strange, but calm.
In Yun Cang's hand, there was a piece of rusty iron, or to be more precise, it was a rusty spearhead.
After polishing, the rust gradually fell off, and the cold light on the surface reflected Yun Cang's solemn face.
Outside, Ji Dong and others looked puzzled. Logically speaking, Yun Cang should have completed the test by bringing the food back to Dong'er.
But now that the illusion is still going on, what does Yun Cang want to do?
They all saw the spearhead that was gradually polished as sharp as a blade, and a trace of chill spread into the hearts of the three of them.
Finally, as if the polishing was completed, Yun Cang stood up, gently covered Dong'er with the bed of tattered cotton wool, and then walked out of the alley against the cold wind.
Darkness enveloped the earth, and a small shadow gradually left.
The direction that Yun Cang was going was to the largest pharmacy in the city. When he went there, he would pass by the territory of Scarface's gang of beggars.
It has never been Yunchang's style to not avenge one's enemies.