In the slums, no one dared to call Liang Oke a beggar. Normally, they would respectfully call him "Young Master Liang" or "Young Chief".
If anyone dared to call him a "beggar", he would turn hostile and beat them until even their mother couldn't recognize them.
Now, there was actually someone who dared to call him that, causing his hair to explode on the spot.
"Who, who dares to call this young master that, do you want to die?" Liang Oke angrily shouted.
At this moment, three people slowly walked out from the other end of the alley. The young man in the lead was handsome and had a noble air about him. He stood there as if he was surrounded by an immortal light that enveloped the world, pushing away all the bad luck on his left and right. The two people on his left and right were cold and handsome men. They should be his personal guards.
In the slums, there had never been such a dazzling noble young master. They all lived in the rich district of the city, so why would they come to such a dirty place?
The slums were filled with dirty things. Every household's garbage was thrown out carelessly. There was smelly food, children's feces, and all kinds of broken things. All kinds of smelly things filled the air. There were many flies and mosquitoes everywhere. People who had never been here before would vomit if they came here.
The three people in front of them were definitely not ordinary, but they didn't dislike the environment of the slums. This made them feel very puzzled.
In the eyes of the beggars, the young man in front of them was their gold mine. Normally, they would all rush up to beg, but today, none of them moved. They felt the killing intent of the two people beside the young man. They were definitely not ordinary people.
However, this was the beggar's territory. There were many experts in the Beggar Clan, so they were not afraid of the three people in front of them.
The young man in the lead walked over with the two people. The young man said with a bright smile: "Beggar, let go of the girl."
Liang Oke was about to explode on the spot.
He was about to explode when the beggar called Goudan smiled and said: "Young Master Liang, this month's food money is in front of you."
Liang Oke came back to his senses and said with a sneer: "That's right, everyone go."
After his voice fell, dozens of beggars took out their broken bowls and rushed toward the three people.
"Young Master, please give me some food. I haven't eaten a single grain of rice for seven days and seven nights. I'm about to starve to death."
"Young Master, please give me some money. My child is seriously ill, and we don't have the money to treat him. He's about to die."
"Young Master, look at how miserable I am. My arm is broken, and it's bleeding here. Please do me a favor and give me some money to buy medicine."
"Good Samaritans, please do us a favor and give us some food and money."
…
The members of the Beggar Clan were indeed professional beggars. Every one of them had a different reason for begging. They made themselves sound as miserable as possible. Those who heard it would feel sad and those who heard it would shed tears.
If it was an ordinary person, they would have been soft-hearted by their begging and would have cried their eyes out. They would have taken out their own money to reward them.
Who was this young man?
That was a king with a different surname who had crawled out of the Wolf Smoke Mountain Prison. Would he sympathize with these beggars?
When he was in the Mountain Prison, he lived a life worse than a beggar. Who would he beg for food?
Yang Wu was indifferent. Of course, these beggars wouldn't let it go. They began to rob him.
Just as their hands were about to touch Yang Wu's body, the two people beside Yang Wu moved. They pulled out their weapons and slashed across. Immediately, screams rang out.
Ah!
The beggars who wanted to attack Yang Wu had their arms broken and screamed. Fortunately, the beggars didn't unsheathe their weapons. Otherwise, their arms would have been gone.
"They're beating people. Kill them!" a ferocious beggar screamed.
Then, the other beggars rushed toward Yang Wu and the others. Not only did they want to rob Yang Wu and the others, but they also wanted to tear Yang Wu and the others apart.
This was the Beggar Clan's territory. No one could bully them. They were the ones who bullied others.
In the end, they all met with tragedy.
These beggars could be fierce in front of Ai Sha and the others, but in front of the Death Legion, they were no different from ordinary people.
Bang!
Ah!
Ah! The two people beside Yang Wu moved at the same time. They both had the strength of a General. Their moves were as fast as lightning and their methods were ruthless. They sent the beggars flying on the spot.
In a few blinks of an eye, a group of beggars fell down and rolled on the ground.
Ai Sha and her group of brothers and sisters had eyes full of worship. They had been easily beaten up by the beggars and now it was the beggars' turn to be easily beaten up. The tall figures of the two men who attacked them were deeply engraved in their hearts. They felt that this was the direction they wanted to go and pursue.
Liang Ouke's face became ashen as he shouted: "Who are you? Do you know that this is our Beggar Clan's territory? You injured our Beggar Clan's disciples. This matter won't end well."
Liang Ouke could see that Yang Wu and the others weren't ordinary, but he wasn't afraid. In the slums, even if a high ranking official came here, they would have to pay a reward to be allowed to leave.
"Beggar, let go of the girl." Yang Wu looked at Liang Ouke with a faint smile and said.
Liang Ouke's eyes were spitting fire as he said: "Which eye of yours thinks I'm a beggar?"
"Which eye of mine thinks you're a beggar." Yang Wu calmly replied.
"Bullshit, I'm dressed very well, just like those noble young masters. How do I look like a beggar?" Liang Ouke angrily cursed.
Liang Ouke had been a beggar since he was young. At the same time, he hated the identity of a beggar. Or it could be said that this identity made him feel very inferior. He wanted to get rid of this identity, so he always wore new clothes and not a single one of them was old. When he walked outside, no one would treat him as a beggar. He didn't believe that this youth in front of him could see that he was a beggar.
Yang Wu laughed and said: "Haha, a beggar will always be a beggar. The word is carved on your forehead. Even if you dress like a dog, you still can't change your slave surname."
"Impossible. Do you think I'm with these beggars, so you think so?" Liang Oke couldn't accept Yang Wu's explanation.
"So, you're really not a beggar?" Yang Wu asked back.
"I … I'm not a beggar!" Liang Ouke hesitated for a moment before replying.
"Then what's that bag on your waist?" Yang Wu pointed at the bag on Liang Ouke's waist and said.
A beggar's bag symbolized a person's position in the Beggar Clan. Liang Ouke's bag had three black lines on it, representing his position as a deacon.
As long as one wasn't blind, one could tell from Liang Ouke's bag that he was a beggar.
Liang Ouke looked at the bag on his waist and pulled it out and said: "It … it's just an ordinary bag. What does it count as? I don't want to be a beggar!"
Finished speaking, he threw the bag on the ground.
Under the stimulation of his self-esteem, Liang Ouke did such an action. There were still a few beggars who hadn't been beaten down who saw this scene. Their eyes revealed traces of dissatisfaction.
After becoming a member of the Beggar Clan, they had long been proud of the title of "beggar". Liang Ouke, as the son of the vice leader, actually looked down on beggars. Wasn't that the same as looking down on them?
"You were born to be a beggar!" Yang Wu once again provoked Liang Ouke.
"I'll kill you!" Liang Ouke roared in anger out of humiliation, and rushed towards Yang Wu to kill him.
Liang Ouke was at the initial stage of the Human General Realm. His body flickered with green light as his palms surged with power as he slammed them towards Yang Wu's chest.
Liang Ouke attacked with all his strength and didn't give Yang Wu any face at all. His brain was a bit lacking, but that didn't mean he was stupid. Yang Wu still had two helpers by his side and he was afraid that he would fail miserably.
Sure enough, before Liang Ouke's attack could land on Yang Wu, someone blocked in front of Yang Wu and drew a saber to slash at Liang Ouke's arms.
Liang Ouke jumped in fright and hurriedly retracted his arms. If he was half a beat slower, his arms would have been chopped off.
"Damn it, if I don't use a weapon, how can you use a weapon?" Liang Ouke cursed.
The Death Legion's soldiers ignored Liang Ouke and continuously slashed at him with their swords. The Death Legion's soldiers were filled with killing intent, causing the debris in the surroundings to churn and scaring the surrounding people into quickly retreating.
Ai Sha took the opportunity to knock away the beggars beside her and slipped away like a loach. She hid behind Yang Wu.
Yang Wu didn't stop her. Instead, a hint of surprise flashed through his eyes. He had come here today for this girl.
At this time, Liang Ouke was scared witless by the soldiers of the Death Legion. Both of them had the strength of a Junior Commander, but there was a huge difference in their fighting strength.
The soldiers of the Death Legion had been on the battlefield and had only survived after killing many barbarians. They also had a fearless spirit, which was not something Liang Ouke could compare with.
"Ah!"
Liang Ouke was bound to lose if he continued to defend. His waist was cut open by a soldier of the Death Legion. Blood splattered everywhere, and he let out a blood-curdling scream like a pig being slaughtered. He was completely exposed. If the soldiers of the Death Legion followed up with another strike, Liang Ouke would definitely die.
"Stop!" A loud and clear voice rang out from the other end of the alley. Moreover, a hidden weapon was shot at the soldiers of the Death Legion.
The soldiers of the Death Legion relied on their instincts to narrowly dodge the hidden weapon. If they were half a beat slower, they would have been killed on the spot.
When Liang Ouke saw the people who came, he burst into tears and shouted, "Father, come and save me. Come and save me. They want to kill me."
He was already thirty years old, but he actually cried on the spot. It was really shameful.
The other beggars turned their faces away, acting as if they didn't know him. They despised him in their hearts, "You're even worse than a beggar."
More than a hundred people came from the front and surrounded the alley. The leader shouted again, "Who dares to bully the son of this vice leader? You must have eaten a bear's heart and a leopard's gall. Quickly kneel down and beg for mercy."
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