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Chapter Two Grassroots Superman

Ren Xiaoyao is a "super man". This super man is not a "super boy", but a super boy created by his parents in violation of the national family planning policy.

His mother died in childbirth when he was born.

When he was three years old, his father, who was working in a coal mine, died in a mining accident. His four older sisters also got sick and left him one after another. He still clearly remembers that his eldest sister, who was twelve years old, was bitten by a mad dog because she took him to beg for food.

Later, the wound infection caused complications. When he died, he said to him: "Brother, please remember that your name is Ren Xiaoyao. Your parents gave you this name so that you can live a happy life in the future. Don't work like them."

After a lifetime, you must live freely and carefree..."

At this time, he was lying alone on his "bed" under the bridge in the suburbs of City A, nibbling on a piece of moldy bread. He said that the bed was a little nicer at that time, and that was when he "pulled sheep" from the construction site.

"The wooden boards we brought back were just covered with a few newspapers.

While gnawing on the bread, he stretched out his wrist, glanced at the electronic watch he had picked up on his wrist, and said to himself: "There is still one hour left, and we will be able to pick up scraps in one hour!" Then he stretched,

I found a better position to lie down more comfortably.

Soon Ren Xiaoyao fell asleep.

Ren Xiaoyao saw a beautiful woman walking towards him, her steps were so ethereal, and her eyes were so affectionate. As a virgin, Ren Xiaoyao thought to himself: It would be great if he could have physical contact with this beauty.

Ren Xiaoyao was having sex, but the woman actually walked under the bridge. What was even worse was that she didn't seem to see Ren Xiaoyao's presence at all, and it seemed more like she was in a state of internal distress.

She quickly walked to the bridge pier five or six meters away from Ren Xiaoyao, turned her back to Ren Xiaoyao and lightly lifted her gauze skirt and squatted down.

In the flash of white light, Ren Xiaoyao saw a plump butt flashing in front of his eyes. He saw a flash of black and red in the white light, and then the sound of "chi" water sounded...

Ren Xiaoyao looked at the attractive buttocks and felt difficulty breathing. His heartbeat suddenly accelerated. The little brother immediately changed from taking a rest to standing at attention, as if he wanted to...

"Woo--" As the whistle blew, a dump truck loaded with construction waste drove over.

Ren Xiaoyao suddenly woke up from his sweet dream, as if he had been burned, and jumped up from the "bed". At this time, he felt something slippery in his pants. Damn it, why did he run away again!

Ren Xiaoyao muttered, took the toilet paper, put it into his pants and wiped it briefly, then ran towards the dump truck like flying.

But it was too late. Twenty or thirty waste pickers rushed up to the garbage as soon as it was unloaded from the truck, and then picked it up while shouting.

Ren Xiaoyao squeezed in through the crowd, quickly picked up several pieces of steel bars with his agility, and then happily got out of the crowd.

Ren Xiaoyao happily carried the steel bar heads and rushed to his "home" under the bridge, while calculating: "Combining these steel bar heads with the mineral water bottles, plastic bags, and beer bottles he picked up a few days ago, I should be able to sell a good price."

For the price, buy yourself a pair of shoes and a set of seasonal clothes.”

"Old man, you have to go to the other side to beg for food. We don't accept beggars here, so get out of here!" A sound of shouting and cursing came from a distance.

Then an old man in his seventies or eighties with a white beard was picked up from a big hotel and thrown onto the street by two young men with shaved heads.

"Ouch!" The old man's head hit the ground hard and he let out a cry of pain.

Ren Xiaoyao, who usually refused to save anyone, ran over to the old man and helped the old man up without knowing what kind of illness he had contracted or which muscle he had moved.

Then he said to the two gunmen with dignity and dignity: "Hey, do you have any sympathy? Do you know how to respect the elderly and the virtuous? It's really..."

When Ren Xiaoyao was going to continue to verbally punish the two bully men, he saw the two men walking towards him, "Boy, I think you are tired of living, are you looking for someone to beat you? Second brother, beat him up!"

One of the cannon-headed men screamed and rushed towards Ren Xiaoyao. How could the thin Ren Xiaoyao be the opponent of the two tall cannon-headed men? He was instantly hit by the rain-like fists of the two men and his face was bruised and his mouth and nose were bleeding.



"Stop hitting, stop hitting. If you hit again, someone will die. If you want to hit, just hit the old man!" The old man shouted while blocking Ren Xiaoyao's fist with his body.

"Old guy, don't think that I don't dare to hit you, get out of here!" A man with a cannon punch knocked the old man away with one punch.

The old man said "Oh" and fell to the ground motionless!

One of the gangsters felt something was wrong and yelled: "Pretend to be dead, just pretend to be dead. Don't let me see you in the future, otherwise I'll beat you two once I see you two! Brother, let's

Let’s go!” After saying that, the two of them walked away.

Such a big event happened on the street, but no one called the police or started a fight. Everyone was watching the excitement indifferently. Ren Xiaoyao was completely disappointed with the world. He got up and then picked up the dying old man.

Staggering towards his home - the bridge hole that can only shelter from the rain but not the wind, his back looks so lonely...


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