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Chapter 287 Reminiscing about the life of a beggar, laughing at how stupid I am

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    Thinking back to being a beggar, the wit smiled.

    Most of the time at that time, they were begging along the street, and when they saw the big boss¡¯s appearance, they would go up to them and say, ¡°Boss, I¡¯m hungry, give me some money¡­!¡± With a pitiful look, there will always be a certain harvest  .

    In this way, after nearly a month, the talented man was taken to the train station by Morey and his friends, and began to beg in the endless stream of people.  The wit couldn't open his mouth, but just followed Morey silently, like his bodyguard.

    When work was over at night, everyone handed over the money to Morey, and there were more than 50 yuan after counting.

    Morey was very happy, and said to the wit: "My little brother is still at the train station, that's really fat. But the train station is not our territory. We went there today and those boys didn't respond, probably because they were afraid of us.  You have to go tomorrow, little brother, you continue to follow."

    The wit nodded, but the wit didn't know who Morey was referring to.

    The next day, several little beggars came to the train station as usual.  The two started to work together, and the talented man followed Morey's instructions.  Morey had just asked a man who looked like a boss for 1 yuan. At this moment, the talented man focused his attention on the boss and Morey.

    Suddenly felt something covering his head.  Before he could react, kicks rained down on him.

    He was kicked to the ground, he struggled to turn over, and another object hit his head.  At this moment, he saw clearly that this was a group of beggars like Morey, who were committing violence against him.

    At this time, Morey and a few little beggars also came up to fight with them.  Although the wit is thin and thin, but a rural kid who has done all kinds of physical work, his physical fitness is naturally very good.  Enduring the pain, he punched several intruders fiercely. After several rounds, several intruders were beaten and lying on the ground unable to move.

    At this time, a beggar who was about the same height as the talented man and who looked like a boss came over.  With a wooden stick in his hand, he went straight to hit the scholar.  The gifted man suddenly blocked it with his left arm, and the wooden stick hit the talented man's arm. The gifted man endured the severe pain and grabbed the wooden stick with his right forearm.

    Morey also came up to join the battle, and was about to knock the leader down.  A few more little beggars from that gang came up again, and the little beggars came up to help in the battle again. As a result, Caizi and Morey were outnumbered and crushed.

    Suddenly someone shouted: "The police are here!"

    The little brother who came with them saw this situation, and they scattered like birds.

    The beggar head also let go of Cai Zi and Morey and looked around.  The genius got up and pushed away the person on his body, dragging Morey and running wildly.  Seeing them running away, the beggar led the beggars to chase them. After a while, he saw that they could not catch up and gave up.

    The wit and Morey went back to the basement, and he and Morey didn't get up until late at night.  The talented man touched his head and felt that his head was already stained with blood, and his whole body was in pain.  He shook his head and felt that nothing was wrong. He looked at everyone, but fortunately, everyone was not seriously injured, just superficial.

    Waking up in the morning, Caizi and Morey found that there were still two little beggars who hadn't come back. Morey said, "Thanks to you yesterday, otherwise those boys would not have spared us lightly. They are too domineering, occupying this train station, any of us  No one is allowed to enter. This time we are just testing them, nothing else."

    The talented man smiled wryly, but he was not angry.  Only now did he know why this Morey was keen to take him in. It turned out that he was competing for territory with another group of beggars through him.

    In that battle, the talented man knew that this place did not belong to him, and he had to leave.  But I don't have much money on me, not even a ticket to return to Shenyang.

    He thought, he must get some money to go back to the Northeast, he felt that the Northeast is relatively safe.  Go back to Shenyang and find some work, as long as you can fill your stomach.  Thinking of this, he made up his mind.

    Up to now he regrets it very much, the talented man thought, if time could be turned back, I would be an honest and kind person who kept his own law and order.

    But in this situation, how can you be kind?  If they can get food among these little beggars, they don't care about any means!

    After that, the wit also learned that these little beggars were either begging from others or stealing their wallets.

    But it's easier to think about than it is to do. After a few days, he and a few little beggars didn't even steal a bag.  Although I asked for some change, this little money can only maintain the food and drink of a few people.

    A few days later, the wit left 20 yuan from the money he asked for in private, but he didn't hand it over to Morey, and the money was still not enough to buy a bus ticket.  The gifted man had no choice but to continue to bear it. He felt that in a few days he would have money to go back to the Northeast. He secretly hid the 20 yuan and the remaining 30 yuan on his body under the wall outside the door.

    One day Morey stole a woman's bag, there are hundreds of yuan in it.  Back in the basement, everyone was about to get some light.  At this time, the door of the basement was blocked by people. It turned out that it was the few beggars at the station. Two of them blocked the door, and the rest began to enter the basement.  Let them stand up straight, and the beggar leader who had fought against him commanded his minions to search them.  Everyone didn't dare to resist and let them wreak havoc.  As a result, all the money of several people was wiped out, and all the money found was handed over to the boss.

    Standing here, they are like captured soldiers, the beggars at the station wreaked havoc and left with their prizes.  The talented man was at a loss, his face was full of tears, and his stomach was full of grievances. The feeling of being bullied really made him uncomfortable.  He feels that he has lost his dignity, and a person without dignity is like a person without a face, living secretly like a mouse.

    The other little beggars sat down on the wooden boards, looking very depressed.  The talented man said to himself: "I never imagined that even a beggar would be hard to be a beggar in Guangzhou!"

    At this time, a little beggar said one after another: "I know where they live now, why don't we snatch them once we see them!"

    Morey said: "There are so many of them, how can we beat them?"

    The little beggar said with a smile: "The boss doesn't go out during the day, and sometimes he sleeps in the house by himself. At this time, we rob him of his money. When those boys come back, we all run away."

    Morey said: "You are not allowed to go, and they will continue to rob us even harder in the future."

    "Hi!" The wit sighed, looking at these little beggars like mice, a ripple in the wit's heart unconsciously.

    At this time, the kitten said: "Morey is right, you can't do this! Make this kid anxious, and everyone's life will be even more difficult in the future!"

    Just like that, the wit and these little beggars started to beg for money on the street again.

    One evening at ten o'clock, the wit saw the head beggar at the station shopping by himself at the door of a store.  He followed him secretly, sure that he was the only one, and when the guy walked to a quiet place in the street, Cai Zi picked up a brick and followed him quietly.

    The kid didn't notice that someone was behind him at all, and the wit rushed out while he was not paying attention, and a road brick hit him on the head.  He glanced back at the talented man, and slowly fell on the side of the road. The talented man opened his pocket, took out a handful of money, and ran back without looking back.

    He ran for a while and stopped, the talented man thought, he doesn't know what happened to that kid, whether he is dead or alive, who cares!

    In this way, the talented man is constantly recalling and summarizing the past.

    Later, I thought about how foolishly I couldn¡¯t go northeast. Fortunately, I met Li Baoshun¡¯s family on the way, otherwise I would have been on the way back to the northeast for the rest of my life.

    After thinking about these things, the wit felt a little tired, and then fell asleep in a daze.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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