The Hero Kneels

The beggar looked at Ye Dou carefully and couldn't help but tremble all over. He replied in a pure Northeastern accent: Oh, brother, you really know how to joke. How can we be heroes?

Another beggar took up the conversation: Those with hero badges are heroes. In fact, we can only be regarded as temporary heroes. It sounds like the auxiliary police officers in the previous police station.

Auxiliary police? Do you have any money?

Ye Dou nodded and asked a few more questions to get a rough idea of ​​what a temporary hero was.

Only those formal heroes can get a stable salary. Temporary heroes are like auxiliary police officers and belong to the temporary employment system. They have no salary yet and only get some bonuses during odd hours. Their income is very unstable.

Brother, you are so strong, you should be a hero. The other party asked.

I'm really not a hero. Ye Dou laughed dryly.

The beggar nodded with a strange look in his eyes: You really don't look like a hero. When you become a robber, you don't need to draw a gun, and others will obediently give you money.

Ye Dou smiled, knowing that the other person was talking about his bald head.

There is no way around it. With his bald head and no eyebrows, he looks more ferocious than gentle. He really looks like a shady gangster who collects protection money, and he is the kind of person who is ready to kill someone at any time.

I just want to be a hero. I don't have a way at the moment. I don't know what you can do.

Ye Dou asked tentatively.

Brother, don't think it's easy for us to be beggars. We just need to put this broken bowl on the ground and money will come. The income from begging is not stable. It's exposed to wind and sun. Look at your thin skin and tender meat. I definitely can't eat this. It's painful. The middle-aged beggar said with a bitter face.

I didn't want to be a beggar, I just wanted to be a hero. Ye Dou could only look at the sloppy old beggar.

Unexpectedly, the old beggar was staring at him with a pair of shining eyes.

The other party's face was full of smiles, and his eyes were shining brightly: Little brother, I saw a spiritual light ejected from your Tianling Cap. You know, you have extraordinary bones and extraordinary talents. You are a martial arts wizard who has only been seen for a century. ! If one day I ask you to open up the Ren and Du Second Meridians, and you still can’t fly to the sky, why not let me take you in today.”

Ye Dou looked at this ragged old beggar in surprise. He always felt that this line was very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

The old beggar said again: Little brother, although it is poor to join the Beggar Gang, we also have the heart to become heroes. We, the Beggar Gang, also want to police evil and punish rapes, maintain world peace, and defeat those monsters. It's a pity that you are so weak. I'm afraid it's hard to take on such a big responsibility.

What? Am I so weak?

Ye Dou blinked and looked at the muscles on his body.

The old beggar nodded enigmatically, and like magic, he took out five or six martial arts secret books and unfolded them one by one in front of Ye Dou's eyes, saying loudly: Take a look, take a look, this is The Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon The secret book of Beggars Clan is a priceless treasure of the Beggars Clan. Do you want to learn it? It doesn't matter. You can take a look at this dog-beating stick method, as well as Xiaoyaoyou Palm Technique, Drunken Fist, etc. Little brother, as long as you are willing to join the Beggars Clan, these martial arts Everything can be taught to you, come on little brother, let us beg together, maintain world peace together, and create prosperity in the world!

Another thing to tell you, each secret book costs twenty yuan!

this……

Ye Dou finally understood why this scene was so familiar. It turned out that the old beggar was exactly the same as the old Liu Tou who first sold him the secret book.

Damn, I didn’t expect this routine to be so popular now.

He also thought that the old Liu Tou who sold his fake secret books was back to his old business.

It's a pity that I am already immune to this kind of routine.

When the old beggar saw this, he quickly blocked his way.

Young man, you just saved the old man and me, I must repay your favor! The old beggar continued to look at Ye Dou affectionately, his eyes were shining with stars, and he was about to see a treasure.

Old man, I am brave enough to do justice without asking for anything in return. I don't need to pay back the favor. Ye Dou's lips tightened and he felt goosebumps rising.

Does this old man have any special hobbies?

NONONO,

I, Lao Zhu, have always behaved very well. You just saved my life, and I must repay you.

The old beggar puffed up his chest and looked very moral. He pondered for a moment and said: I have a star fruit here. In fact, I plan to leave it to my heir. But I hit it off with you today, so I plan to give this star fruit to you. !”

What? Are you really going to give me a star fruit? Ye Dou felt incredible.

Isn’t the star fruit a legendary existence that has a price but no market?

You can give away such an expensive thing just as soon as you say it will be given away?

Several beggars around also looked at each other in shock, obviously shocked by the old beggar's decision.

Ahem, that's of course. Although this star fruit is not the best one, it can only be regarded as star fruit fragments, barely F-level, but it is also a very good star fruit, which can give people super powers. ability!

The old beggar's face turned red: You just saved my life, and I will give you this star fruit today. This is called the kindness of a drop of water, repaying it with a spring of water.

After saying that, he reached into his arms and fumbled for the so-called star fruit.

As a result, I saw one of his hands stroking back and forth between his arms and the nest, with a very happy and comfortable expression on his face.

Uncle, are you taking a bath or rubbing the ashes? Ye Dou asked in confusion.

The old man stopped immediately and hummed in embarrassment: I'm sorry, I haven't taken a shower in three years. I just rub myself every day when I have nothing to do. But it turns out that rubbing has become a habit. I just got addicted to rubbing.

Ye Dou laughed dryly, the old man's body odor was really bad, a bit like a salted fish that had been ravaged by countless flies, and it was the kind with maggots.

The other party's old face turned red as he slowly took out a black cherry-shaped object from his armpit and handed the black cherry out.

This is the star fruit I treasure.

But the old man realized something was wrong halfway through and said awkwardly: Sorry, there was a mistake. This is the dirt pill I just rubbed.

Dirt Pill!

Ye Dou's eyes almost rolled up to the sky: You want me to take mud pills, do you think you are Jigong Living Buddha?

Is this old man going back on his word and not wanting to give himself the star fruit?

The other party immediately took out a cherry-sized gem-shaped object and handed it over directly.

Ye Dou took the so-called star fruit and turned around to leave.

The old beggar raised his head and vomited: No, actually I am Liu Song, the legendary elder of the Nine Bags of the Beggar Clan who has the highest seniority and the most senior qualifications. I plan strategies for the great cause of the Beggar Clan and work hard every day. Bangzhong is working hard to develop. So little brother, don’t hesitate, join us, let us eat leftovers together, compete with wild dogs for food, share honor and disgrace, and strive to create a beautiful world. Hey, little brother , what are you doing? Don’t leave!

Our Beggar Clan has peerless martial arts! Don't you want to learn the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?

No, I have learned the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms a long time ago! Ye Dou answered decisively.

He was quite sure that this so-called beggar gang was simply a hanging silk group that valued quantity over quality. Basically anyone could join, and their life would be extremely miserable.

After joining the beggar gang, Ye Paoshen could only squat on the road begging for food.

Even if you beat him to death, he won't join a group like the Beggar Clan.

Now it’s time to talk about Goodbye!