Bank of The Universe Chapter 207: I covered this kid! (Seven)
Unknown town, the little beggar is dirty, and he is quite full for lunch, but the dinner is gone.
However, neither pocket watches nor beggars are worried about this.
Because the little beggar’s mouth is very sweet and his vision is accurate, he can tell at a glance whether the other party is rich or not, whether he is kind or cruel!
Because of this ability, the little beggar has never worried about begging.
Towards the evening, the little beggar found a rich woman and used her sympathy, plus her sweet little mouth, and her sister and sister shouted, and they got money for the next three days.
The first thing for a small beggar is to give half of the money to the nearby big beggar brother.
Turn in!
Everywhere, from the temple to the temple, to the street begging, there are disputes of interest.
A stout man does not want to struggle, so he integrates all the beggars nearby and charges a protection fee every day.
The little beggars can hang around with peace of mind here, and also pay the protection fee.
The little beggars are younger, but they pay more. According to the beggar’s boss, the little beggars can only get money, especially the miserable little beggars, especially those with broken legs and hands, which can evoke those rich wives. compassion.
If there is no way, the boss of the beggar will have someone specially trained to find the right target in a single click.
How else to attract the rich woman to see her step by step...
These techniques are booming.
The first time a little beggar heard about such an organization, he couldn’t help but sigh with emotion: “Talent!”
After paying the protection fees for the next three days, the beggar’s money is enough to eat a bowl of noodles.
After eating the bowl of noodles, he patted his stomach and moved to warm his body, walked out of the lake outside the city, carefully took a bath, washed his body clean, and then took off his dirty clothes, Put on a clean piece of clothing.
Tonight, the little beggar does not want to enter the city to sleep.
By the lake, a bonfire was lit, and the little beggar began to practice the exercises.
"The place where I was injured has been cured. Now I can start practicing. To avenge revenge, I must have a good body and a good cultivation base." The small beggar firmly believed.
The pocket watch looked at the self-disciplined little beggar, and he was very satisfied.
The catastrophe is coming. The child has not collapsed, he has not abandoned himself, he has given up on himself, but instead he has carried the sky, determined his goals, and beat himself.
With this mindset, he can grow up without heaven and earth.
Wait until the little beggar has practiced several times before stopping to meditate and practice Qi to improve himself.
"Pocket watch, you said that I gave my master the pulse of my soul, can my enemies really report it?" the little beggar suddenly asked.
"Of course, my master has sent someone." The pocket watch replied.
"But my enemy is the group of bald donkeys in Dalin Temple, and the group of deceased people is stern. The bald donkeys with fake and righteous intentions slaughtered my family in order to obtain the spiritual veins of my family. If I didn’t see it with my own eyes, I would never Believe." The little beggar hated.
"You have to remember that there are no people or forces in our universe who dare not provoke this world, as long as you sign a contract with my master, my master can avenge you." The pocket watch firmly said. In its cognition, Li Xiandao is the first in the world.
"Okay!" The little beggar nodded firmly, and now he is also looking forward to entering the world.
After a night, the little beggar has already broken through the wasteland, and he is still improving himself.
He can go and kill the beggar’s elder brother, but he is just an ordinary man with good health and physical fitness.
But the little beggar did not. He didn’t want to break the current balance, and he didn’t want to cause too much trouble.
Because the monk of Dalin Temple is looking for him, once there is something abnormal and exposes himself, it will be troublesome.
So he prefers to be a little beggar who promises nothing, but does not want to expose himself.
Several days, little beggars beg during the day and go to practice outside the city at night.
But on the ninth day, the little beggar heard the news.
"I heard that the monk of Dalin Temple is catching rebellious people."
"Yes, this rebellious man is said to be the son of the devil, who is very cruel and cannot let him grow up."
"Since it is the son of the devil, it must be killed."
"Yes, Dalin Temple has sheltered us, we have to be grateful, everyone will publicize, once the son of Demon Dao is found, notify the monks of Dalin Temple."
The town is not big, and it spread quickly.
The little beggar immediately panicked and said: "They found it, I was hiding in such a remote town, they even found it, too much!"
Pocket watch said: "Calm down, don't worry, it will be one night, and the people who will save us will come tomorrow."
"They have mysteries to lock me in. Once I get close, they will be found." The little beggar said nervously, he had no revenge, but he didn't want to be discovered.
"Then we are out of the city now, hiding in the wild, and the monks are now looking at the city." The pocket watch flew.
"Okay, get out of the city." The little beggar resolutely followed the path he used to come to the gate of the city.
Just when he was about to leave the city, he shouted: "Son of the Devil, you finally appeared!"
Outside the city, three young monks came over and looked at the beggar coldly.
The little beggar was shocked and couldn’t believe it. He wanted to run back immediately.
"You can't run away, our teacher personally cast a spell to find out your traces, and let our five brothers and sisters come to catch you~IndoMTL.com~You, the devil's son, should be content." Inside the city, two more monks walked out , Sneered.
The little beggar shuddered and snarled, "What did I do to become the son of the devil?"
"Your parents are guilty of sin, you are their son, inherited the sin, so you are the son of the devil!" a monk scolded.
"Ridiculous!" The little beggar's cheeky face turned red and furious, pointing at the noses of several people.
"Don’t you give the gods and veins to your Dalin Temple, my parents are very serious?"
"Sin or not, it's all you talking about."
"You say my parents are guilty of sins, but my parents are guilty of sins?"
"Then you Dalin Temple slaughtered more than 100 people in my family. Should you go to the eighteenth level of hell?"
The little beggar questioned, like cuckoo blood.
"You talk a lot, but it's just the sophistry of the Devil's Son. The Devil's Son is the best at sophistry, framed, but you forget, all of this depends on cultivation." A fat monk sneered.
"I'm giving your mouth a seal now, boy with sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. You'd better tell the whereabouts of those ten thousand divine veins quickly, otherwise I will send you to see your parents." Da The fat monk grinned as he approached.
Where is this monk!
This is clearly the devil!
The little beggar wanted to punch his opponent in the face and vent his anger.
Boom!
The next second, a fist really fell down and hit the fat monk's face.
Click!
The monk’s cheek suddenly collapsed, and the whole person hit the ground. The ground suddenly shook, rolling over dozens of times before falling to the ground in the distance.
No sound, death!
"I'm covering this kid, and I want to take him away. Why do you want to die?" A domineering awe-inspiring voice sounded.