This young man was called Luo Yang. He had been an orphan since he was young and had no parents!
He was abandoned in the wilderness when he was young and was sold many times. He suffered a lot and had at least a dozen parents!
However, because he was mischievous and got into trouble time and time again, he was sold and never settled down.
He was even sold into a troupe as a child and was forced to practice acrobatics by the troupe leader.
It was simply unspeakable!
It wasn't until he was ten years old that he "gained intelligence" and was able to escape. He drifted into the streets and became a small apprentice.
He lived by idling around!
Now, he was already twenty-five years old. He was quite handsome, but he didn't like to dress up.
He looked sloppy all day with untidy clothes and a broken hat. His mouth was either chewing on straw or a bamboo branch.
He was a complete ruffian! As for him and Little Eight, it could be said that they were fated. A year ago, he helped a group of people sell goods and ended up selling a living person. He still remembered that Little Eight was locked in an iron cage. His body was small and thin, and he looked at him with an extremely pitiful gaze.
。 Luo Yang's heart softened, so he saved Little Eight. However, he also provoked the group of people who wanted to cook and was nearly beaten to death. Thankfully, he was familiar with Zhu Xincheng, so he led Little Eight around the city to shake off the group of people.
From then on, Little Eight followed him.
He called him brother!
The two of them squeezed into this small broken house and depended on each other. They continued to help passing merchants sell goods and earn money.
They made a living by making small profits!
Luo Yang had a hobby, which was to like all kinds of rare items, especially weapons.
Therefore, this time, he took the risk and stole it from Tiger Lord.
He saw that Little Eight was lying on the wooden plank and getting ready to sleep, so he took out the dagger.
He waved it in his hand.
Little Eight, who was already lying on the wooden plank, immediately jumped up when he saw it.
A pair of black eyes stared at the seemingly ordinary dagger and said, "You really got it?"
He still didn't dare to believe it!
Luo Yang smiled proudly. He curled his finger and knocked on Little Eight's head, "Of course, who am I? I'm Zhu Xincheng's famous Divine Hand Luo Yang. There's nothing I can't get if I want it. "
"It hurts!" Little Eight rubbed his head.
"That's right, it means this isn't a dream."
"Isn't it just a broken dagger? It's not even as big as the knife in the pig seller's hand. " Luo Yang laughed at him for not recognizing a treasure. He lifted his foot and stepped on the wooden plank. He bent over and approached the startled Little Eight, saying, "I say, Little Eight, Little Eight, you've been with me for a year, right? You really have no eyesight at all. This dagger is not for slaughtering pigs.
Sheep were meant to be used to kill. Once the knife slit the throat, there was no chance of survival! Moreover, the meat cut by this dagger is incomparably delicious. Eating a bite is absolutely amazing! "
As he spoke, a sinister look appeared on his face.
Little Eight's eyes widened and he swallowed his saliva. He felt a chill run down his spine and said while trembling, "Brother, don't … don't scare me."
"Who's scaring you? How about … "Luo Yang pulled out the dagger, waved it around, and smirked." I'll try it on you? "
"Ah!" Little Eight screamed and immediately hid under the wooden plank. He held his head and said, "Brother, I was wrong, I was wrong, I didn't do anything bad, please don't kill me, I beg you, I beg you …"
He was so scared that his face turned green.
Luo Yang found it funny and shook his head in anger.
He reached out and pulled Little Eight out from under the wooden plank.
It was as if he was holding a little chick.
Little Eight said bitterly, "Brother, please spare me."
"Shut up!" Luo Yang frowned and growled unhappily.
To prevent himself from being cut by the dagger, Little Eight covered his mouth and didn't dare to make a sound.
His eyes widened as he looked at Luo Yang, who was holding the dagger in front of him.
"Look at you, why are you so useless? You even followed me for a whole year? Are you really stupid enough to think that I'll kill you? If I really kill you, who's going to run errands for me in the future? "
Thinking about it, it made sense!
Luo Yang sheathed the dagger.
He didn't want to scare this brat who was as timid as a grain of rice.
Little Eight heaved a sigh of relief. He was still shocked and looked at Luo Yang innocently. "Brother, you always scare me."
He was unhappy!
Then, he clenched his black fist and smashed it towards Luo Yang's arm.
Just as he finished —
"Ah!"
Luo Yang was in pain. He frowned and held his arm.
After being kicked by Tiger Lord, his arm was still hurting.
He had held on until now. He didn't know if it was already swollen inside. Little Eight looked at his hairball-sized fist in disbelief. He was surprised and happy. "Wow! I didn't expect my fist to be so strong now! My parents must have blessed me with brute strength, so that I can carry more things in the future. "
In the future, I can move more goods and earn more money! Brother, we'll be able to eat big fish and meat. "
He was excited.
He planned to pray to the heavens and thank his parents.
Luo Yang's face was green!
He hated iron for not becoming steel!
He stretched out his finger and poked Little Eight's temple a few times. He gritted his teeth and said, "Look at you. Your head was probably kicked by a furnace."
"…"
Little Eight frowned.
Luo Yang rubbed his arm and told him, "When I went to steal the dagger, I was kicked by that barbarian, and it happened to land on my arm. It almost fell apart. It's already good enough that I came back alive."
Little Eight was a bit disappointed. He looked at his fist miserably and asked with a pained expression, "Brother, you were kicked?"
"Do you think it's so easy to get this dagger?"
"That bunch of blind people actually dared to kick you. I … I'll take revenge for you." Little Eight prepared to take out a wooden stick and take revenge for Luo Yang.
Where did this stupidity come from?
Luo Yang felt his brain swell. He hurriedly pulled him back and said speechlessly, "Alright, you want to take revenge like this? Don't be slaughtered and served as food. "
"Then what should we do? Don't we take revenge? What about your hand? "
"What revenge? The dagger is already in my hand. I'll be kicked once. "
"How can we do that? Bullying you is bullying me. "
"Alright, alright. Don't be stupid. They have more than ten people. Can you beat them?"
"I can't!"
"Then why are you being so arrogant?"
"…" Little Eight thought about it and could only suppress his impulsive thoughts.
Luo Yang patted him and said, "Alright, it's getting late. Go to sleep."
"Oh!" Little Eight answered and immediately laid down on the wooden board.
He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
He instantly started snoring.
He was like a heartless person!
Although Luo Yang shook his head in disappointment, he felt his heart warm up.
Because he knew that if something really happened to him, this stinky brat would really sacrifice his life to save him.
Who asked them to depend on each other for survival!
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