Chapter 125 Kick the Beggar's Door at Night

In the dilapidated yard, the old beggar was eating tea eggs and drinking millet porridge with his eyes squinting. He waited until the sun rose completely before he slowly walked towards the dock with a group of beggars.

As a beggar, why go so early? Just wait until noon when there are more people around, lie down and kneel there, pretending to be weak. The money will come then. Even if he gets some rotten rice and vegetables, it will not be wasted. It can be given to those little brats to eat. Don't let them starve to death. That is his cash cow and treasure pot.

Lying down in the corner with the best sunlight, the old beggar half-closed his eyes and suddenly felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

The old beggar was definitely not an easy man to live to this age. He made some arrangements calmly and then returned to the dilapidated yard where a group of beggars lived as usual.

"Master, this old beggar has been hanging around at the dock for many years, but no one knows his name or what he did in the past. All we know is that he has thirty or fifty beggars who can fight under him. Anyone who begs in this area has to give him a gift, otherwise he will be very cruel to them. Even the people from the Beggars' Gang don't want to mess with him." Rape Snake said the information he had obtained, and Yan Xu was stunned by the fact that this old beggar was not from the Beggars' Gang.

It was only after his master explained it to Yan Xu that he finally understood that the Beggars' Gang is the Beggars' Gang and beggars are beggars, and they are two different things.

The Beggars' Sect is still a gang. Not only does it have a founder and gang rules and regulations, but one also has to kowtow and become a disciple to learn the skills of begging. Moreover, different sects have different methods of begging. If you cross the line, you deserve to be beaten to death on the spot. You can't say you are a member of the Beggars' Sect just by wearing rags and holding a stick.

Fortunately, the Beggars' Sect is not unified and there are not too many entanglements between them, otherwise it can really be called the largest gang in the world.

The Magic City is prosperous and has many beggars. The Beggars' Gang is naturally powerful, but they can't do anything to this old beggar. It seems that the other party is not simple.

However, Yan Xu had no intention of backing down, because he found it increasingly difficult to suppress his murderous nature.

He didn't know what went wrong, but since he couldn't help but kill, he might as well kill those who deserved to die.

Begging was originally the last and most helpless means of survival for the poor, but it has become a business for some people to make profits. It would be unfair to those children who have been tortured beyond recognition if they didn't cut a few more times, Yan Xu thought, suppressing his inner impulse.

It was getting dark and the number of people on the road was dwindling. A few people who had been prepared got on the carriage and, with the guidance of the rat snake, headed for the beggars' den.

Nowadays, no one begs in the middle of the night. One reason is that there are not enough people, and the other is that people are night blind. So no matter whether they get anything or not, these beggars have to go back once it gets dark.

Those who have food will eat it, and those who have nothing will just endure it. If they have good relationships, three or five people will put the things they have begged for in a clay pot, heat them up with some straw, and eat them to feel more comfortable in their stomachs. The life of a beggar is so monotonous and boring.

The old beggar who was eating braised pork noodles put down his chopsticks with a bang. The beggar who was serving beside him shuddered suddenly, thinking that he had made the old ancestor angry. He was about to kneel down and beg for mercy, but he heard the old beggar speak.

"Get your weapons, someone is coming to the door."

Beggars were not at peace with each other and often fought with each other for territory. So when the beggars heard this, they picked up sticks and broken bricks, ready to chop up anyone who dared to come to their door.

"Bring the real weapons. The people who came this time are here to kill us." The old beggar lifted the tattered blanket with a serious face, revealing a few oil paper packages. When he opened them, he found that there were pistols and bullets inside.

These beggars are not clean people. It is common for them to steal money from people's bags, and it is not surprising to see them occasionally getting a gun.

The old beggar knew that these were good things, so he hid them all away. Now it was time to use them.

In the carriage, Yan Xu put on his helmet and took off his windbreaker, revealing the second-generation close-fitting armor.

The second generation of body armor reduced the area of ​​large armor pieces, increased the number of armor plates, and changed the lining to bulletproof material. It was only the millennium, and many things could not be bought just because you wanted to, especially bulletproof vests, which ordinary people would never touch or need in their lifetime.

Yan Xu bought a few pieces thanks to the relationship with the owner of the cloth shop, and dismantled them to create this set of second-generation armor.

After getting off the carriage, the driver tactfully drove the carriage away, leaving Yan Xu with the Seven Wolves.

Seven Wolves was very experienced in this and did not seem nervous. He carried the machete on his back and checked the brand new Mauser pistol in his hand.

This thing is much more useful than the crappy revolvers they used before. It can shoot a person into a sieve in the blink of an eye.

"Leave only the children behind." Yan Xu pulled the bolt and said to Seven Wolves.

"I understand, Boss." Xiao Tianlang called out "Boss" as usual, then waved his hand, and the brothers dispersed.

It's impossible to lose, but in order to eradicate all the evil, we have to fence off this place, which makes people a little nervous.

However, the main force in this battle is the murderous Yan Xu, and the Seven Wolves are more of a supporting role.

Yan Xu took a deep breath, strode forward, kicked the door open, and shot anyone he saw.

Are there any innocent people among them? I’m afraid not. It’s possible that some of them are not guilty of crimes punishable by death, but does Yan Xu have time to figure it out? No, so he can only let them all die.

The violently vibrating Mauser pistol, the constantly flying bullet casings, the flames spurting from the muzzle and the people falling down, facing this scene, Yan Xu's previously anxious and impatient heart strangely calmed down, as if the current environment was more suitable for him.

One by one, the beggars armed with guns and sticks fell under Yan Xu's gun. The occasional counterattacks were useless against him, not to mention that as soon as the gunshots rang out, the Seven Wolves also rushed in and opened fire. In a blink of an eye, a whole yard of people were killed.

The old beggar who did not participate in the battle was also rewarded with a bullet by the cold-faced Seven Wolves.

Innocence. In the eyes of Seven Wolves, there is no such thing as innocence, especially these old beggars have long been accustomed to and accepted the cruel and brutal practices among their own people, such as trafficking and live dismemberment.

"Okay, okay, I was right about you. You are a big trouble. Unfortunately, this old beggar underestimated you. Not only Mr. Wu San, but even the Green Gang can't do anything to you. After going around in circles, they finally found me, the old beggar. I knew this day would come." The old beggar who walked out with a bamboo stick was not frightened by the scene in front of him. Instead, he kept saying something strange.

Facing the chattering old beggar, Yan Xu just silently changed the magazine and had no intention of speaking. After all, if he spoke, he would not be killed? Since he was going to kill him, why bother talking nonsense, so his only response was to raise his hand and fire.

The very old beggar opened his eyes, revealing a pair of dark ghostly eyes. At the same time, several dark evil shadows were released from his body, which actually blocked the bullets.

"This old guy knows some evil magic. Go find some black dog blood and boy urine!" Xiao Tianlang was shocked when he saw the old beggar suddenly acting like a degenerate. However, he did not run away. Instead, he said while shooting.

Yan Xu threw away the Mauser pistol that had run out of bullets and pulled out a larger caliber gold-plated revolver, which had a carving of Guandi with open eyes and was the one he had worshipped in front of the Guandi statue. When he fired the shot, the old beggar was startled and did not dare to block it. He huddled up into a ball and dodged back and forth in the yard at an extremely fast speed. Even with Yan Xu's reaction speed, he was unable to lock onto him.

This old fellow is a hidden talent. Apart from his powerful evil magic, he also has extremely powerful kung fu. Judging from his movements, it's Baguazhang!
(End of this chapter)