The long-haired beggar roared, and he was full of energy. He bared his yellow teeth and sprayed his stinky saliva, "How are you thinking I'm begging for food?"

The expression on Li Xiaoshan's face was stunned. It was just begging for food, but this was what he said in his heart, and he couldn't say it.

Li Xiaoshan didn't say that Guan Zhiyong, the wise and brave man in his name, couldn't hide his thoughts, and stared at the long-haired beggar in surprise, "I said, big brother, you are not begging for food. Could it be that the illegitimate son of a group boss, or a prince of a certain Arab kingdom, ran to the overpass to play a beggar and experience life?"

"Ha ha……"

There were many people watching around. The real-life version of the Beggars' Gang fight is rare in today's bustling metropolis. Guan Zhiyong's words revealed what everyone thought, and a burst of laughter broke out in the crowd.

"I'm the second!"

The long-haired beggar was furious and waved his hand at the brothers beside him, "Slice them for me and cut them to death!"

Seventeen or eighteen beggars, this is a great force. Although they usually pretend to be pitiful on the street and cheat money, if they really show their vicious side, it would be scary enough. Some of them were holding a fruit knife and thrusting into Li Xiaoshan's heart...

"I'm paralyzed, use the knife!" Guan Zhiyong's face sterned, and he quickly pushed Li Xiaoshan away. A cold light flashed in the air, and the knife stabbed him in his arm.

Seeing the blood, Guan Zhiyong hissed in pain, swung his fist at the dirty beggar in front of him and smashed it over. His name was both wise and brave. Although this wise and brave were a little bit short of the time, this 'yong' was not a big deal. Otherwise, he would not have beaten his ex-wife's current boyfriend seriously injured and was admitted to the hospital. His ex-wife's current boyfriend is a gold medal fitness coach.

Bang!

The huge fist hit the eye socket of the beggar facing him. The beggar's eyes suddenly turned in front of him, and then another big kick kicked him in the chest. He screamed in pain and sat on the ground with a butt.

Guan Zhiyong took the opportunity to snatch the watermelon knife. The knife was stained with his blood. He chopped over at the beggars who were rushing towards him. Seeing this, the beggars who were rushing towards him all avoided him. His hands and feet were slightly unstraightened, and there were some colours on his shoulders or bodies.

Li Xiaoshan was beaten by three beggars. Although he was beaten several times, he still stood up with a young and ruthless spirit and was not knocked down. Instead, he forced the three beggars surrounding him to retreat.

"Come on, you're all here. It's so numb that I'm so angry. I'll let you get some blood out!"

Guan Zhiyong held the blood-flowing sharp knife and shouted angrily at a group of beggars. He looked fierce and fierce. At this time, his eyes widened like Yang Zhi, the green-faced beast in Water Margin, but there was a large part of the blue mole missing on his face.

A group of beggars gave in and surrounded Li Xiaoshan's three beggars. At this time, they all retreated aside. They fought against Li Xiaoshan with all their might. If the beard suddenly stabbed a cold knife and the white knife went out of the red knife, wouldn't their lives beside them?

The long-haired beggar was the leader, and the other dozen beggars looked at him. The long-haired beggar gritted his teeth and ordered the brothers around him, "Don't stand there, we all go together, can't we both fight them?"

This is true, but when you really want to rush forward, none of the seventeen or eighteen beggars dared to rush up first. The long-haired beggar shouted angrily: "What are you doing when you are standing there? Come on!"

The beggars beside him looked at each other and pushed the long-haired beggar suddenly. The long-haired beggar was completely unpredictable. The whole person staggered forward and rushed towards Guan Zhiyong. He shouted: "Who, who is the girl who pushes me..." He wanted to stop forcibly, but he was unable to do so. Before he could finish his words, he had already come to Guan Zhiyong's approach.

Guan Zhiyong took the knife and stabbed the long-haired beggar's thigh. With a sneer, the worn pants on the long-haired beggar's leg were stabbed open, and his flesh was also opened, and a large stream of blood surged out.

"Oh!"

The long-haired beggar shouted, Guan Zhiyong grabbed his neck and raised his hand to make two big slaps. "Quan'ao, dog thing, you are making you pretend to be a beggar and cheat money. You are so uncomfortable coming to find me. It's really blinding your dog's eyes. Grandpa, you dare to mess with me!"

The other dozen beggars, seeing that their boss was captured, all wanted to come forward to rescue him, but when Guan Zhiyong waved the bloody knife, these people were scared again. Some turned around and wanted to run away, but Guan Zhiyong was stopped by a loud voice. "It's paralyzed, whoever dared to run away is the first one today, I grabbed it and wiped his neck directly!"

After being scared by him, all these beggars who had just shown their fierce appearance were all depressed. Don’t look at the fact that these people gathered together, it seems that the beggars in the world are as powerful as Mr. Jin’s writing. In fact, these fake beggars in today’s society are all a group of people who bully others, bully good and fear evil.

"Big, big brother, what do you want?" The long-haired beggar covered his bloody thighs and screamed in pain.

"I want to walk, don't you say you are begging? I'm the beggar. I have no money to eat today. I'll leave all the money on you, otherwise I'll give you a knife!"

When Guan Zhiyong said this, the long-haired beggar stammered, "Brother, I, I just said it casually, look at us, aren't we just beggars? We... don't have many..."

Swish!

Before the long-haired beggar could finish his words, Guan Zhiyong's knife in his hand scratched the other thigh of the long-haired beggar. His flesh opened and blood flowed. The long-haired beggar suddenly screamed in pain. He lost all other nonsense. He quickly took out the money in his pocket and even took out the 50 cents a piece of steel.

Guan Zhiyong pointed the knife in his hand at the other fake beggars. These fake beggars were really scared by this guy with a bearded and fierce look. They quickly took out all the money they had on them. Most of these people had idle change, rarely one hundred yuan, and the maximum face value was often fifty.

Li Xiaoshan was completely stunned and looked at Guan Zhiyong. He only knew that this guy was careless and didn't expect that he would be so fierce when he started a fight. Although he looked like a big nerve, he was not vague at all at this critical moment.

Guan Zhiyong shouted to Li Xiaoshan carelessly: "Miss San, you're so stupid. Go and collect the money quickly. We're going to have a big meal today, hahaha..."

Li Xiaoshan frowned and said, "It's Xiaoshan, not a mistress!"

Guan Zhiyong curled his lips, "It's not all the same. The words in our hometown are almost the same as those in the San."

Li Xiaoshan: “…”

At this time, all this fell into Lin Kun's eyes on the noodle shop. Lin Kun turned around and smiled at Zhu Kunxue, "Uncle Kunxue, how about giving you two?"
Chapter completed!