Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

Qianguo.

Yancheng.

Song Wen was ecstatic as he held two dead-faced steamed buns pulled out of the swill bucket.

Maybe the steamed buns were too firm, or maybe there wasn't much soup in the swill bucket. The steamed buns were not soaked by the soup. The two steamed buns were relatively clean and not stained with too many soup stains.

He pulled off the two vegetable leaves stuck to the steamed bun, completely ignoring the stench emanating from the swill bucket beside him, and stuffed the steamed bun into his mouth.

The cold and dry steamed buns are extremely difficult to swallow without water. Song Wen didn't care so much and stuffed a steamed bun into his mouth after a few bites.

The dry buns sat on the top of his throat, making it difficult to swallow and he almost lost his breath.

After finally swallowing the steamed bun, his hungry stomach felt slightly better, but he still didn't feel full.

It had been two days since he physically traveled to this world, and this was the first meal he had eaten.

When he came to his senses, he saw a ten-year-old beggar boy appearing in front of him. The little beggar was pitifully staring at the remaining steamed bun in his hand, his eyes full of longing and hope.

Song Wen looked at the thin little beggar in front of him, and then at the steamed bun in his hand.

After a brief hesitation and entanglement, he put the steamed bun into his mouth without intending to give it to the little beggar.

He traveled to this world similar to ancient times, and found that what he had learned and used in modern society was of no use at all. It became extremely difficult for him to survive, and he had no intention of pitying others he had never met.

Seeing that the steamed bun was about to enter Song Wen's mouth, the little beggar's expression suddenly became fierce.

The little beggar suddenly ran two steps quickly, then suddenly jumped up, jumping two feet high, and grabbed the steamed bun in Song Wen's hand directly with both hands.

At the same time, the little beggar opened his dirty mouth, exposed his scorched yellow teeth, and bit down on Song Wen's forearm.

Regarding the sudden outburst of the little beggar, Song Wen's eyes first flashed with panic, and then he became furious.

I originally lived a good life in modern society. Although I was not a successful person, I didn't have to worry about food and drink. I was transported to this world inexplicably, with almost no ability to make a living, and I was already feeling angry.

Now even a half-sized beggar dares to bully him!

The anger in my heart seemed to have found an outlet,

Song Wen's expression became fierce.

"roll!"

Song Wen waved his arm and hit the little beggar.

When Song Wen traveled to this world, his body of thirty years old turned into that of fourteen or fifteen years old. He did not look tall, but he was still much taller and stronger than a little beggar who had been short of food for a long time.

Song Wen's forearm hit the little beggar directly in the face, causing the little beggar's nose to bleed immediately.

But Song Wen obviously underestimated the ruthlessness of the little beggar. The little beggar was not knocked away by Song Wen's forearm. Instead, he hugged Song Wen's arm and bit him in one bite.

During the whole process, the fierce expression on the little beggar's face never changed at all, and his eyes were fixed on the steamed buns from beginning to end.

Song Wen was in pain and his face became more and more fierce.

"You little beast, if you dare to bite me, I will beat you to death."

Song Wen raised his knees and used all his strength to hit the little beggar's chest hard.

The little beggar suffered a heavy blow and his body became weak. He could no longer hold Song Wen's forearm. His whole body flew backward and hit the dirty ground one meter away.

Song Wen, who was furious in his heart, had no intention of letting the little beggar go. He stepped forward and kicked the little beggar directly in the chest, and then kicked the little beggar's body two meters away, causing blood to flow from his mouth. He was obviously injured. After suffering internal injuries, he gave up.

When Song Wenzheng was about to turn around and leave, he was shocked to find that the little beggar was looking at him with malicious eyes.

The little beggar's gaze made him feel cold all over, and a bad feeling crept into his heart.

When I first arrived, before I had any strength or background, it was best not to offend anyone, even a beggar at the bottom of society.

Who knows if this little beggar is protected by local evil forces?

Song Wen looked at the little beggar for a long time, and the thought of never causing future troubles flashed through his mind.

The location they were in now was a narrow and dark alley. No one usually came here, but now they were the only two here. Song Wen believed that no one would notice him for a while if he was ruthless and brutally killed the little beggar.

Even if someone discovered it, the death of a little beggar would attract little attention.

In this otherworldly Yancheng where the law is not strong, countless lower-class people die in vain every day, and the government does not pay any attention to them and cannot pay attention to them.

Song Wen noticed from the corner of his eye that there was a pebble as big as a bowl in the corner of the alley. The pebble had a smooth surface and a hard texture. It should be at least harder than the little beggar's head.

The suffering he suffered in the past two days came to his mind at this moment, and the majestic resentment broke out in his heart, overwhelming Song Wen's reason and shattering the modern social ethics of more than thirty years in his previous life. Song Wen's face became Terrifying and terrifying.

Song Wen, who had witnessed a lot of burning, killing and looting in the past two days, seemed to have awakened the demon hidden deep in his heart at this moment.

Others are doing whatever they want. This is a world where people eat people without spitting out their bones. Why should I follow the moral ethics of my previous life?

Song Wen turned around and walked towards the pebble, and the little beggar's eyes slowly became frightened.

Suddenly, two servants from a wealthy family appeared at the entrance of the alley, carrying a swill bucket and walked in.

Seeing outsiders coming, the dizzy rationality returns, the devil in the heart is hidden, and the wanton thoughts are restrained.

Nothing could be done, Song Wen was a little disappointed, but also a little inexplicably happy. Shaking his head, he turned and walked out of the alley.

As soon as Song Wen walked out of the alley, he saw a large number of people pouring into the street.

These people were still shouting, "Hurry up, the Tiansha Gang is recruiting workers. If you get there late, you won't have a chance."

Song Wen's ears were almost numb from hearing the name of the Tiansha Gang in the past two days.

The Tiansha Gang is the absolute top gang force in Yancheng. In some aspects, it is even stronger than the local government.

However, the reputation of the Tiansha Gang is not good and they have done a lot of evil things.

Song Wen also followed the crowd and rushed to the streets.

When someone recruits workers, it means they have wages, and having wages means they can eat clean food, which means they no longer have to compete with beggars for food in the swill buckets.

He struggled through the crowds and finally saw a notice posted on the wall at the corner.

The text on the notice is similar to the traditional Chinese characters in the previous life. Although Song Wen has not learned traditional Chinese characters, the general meaning can still be understood.

The content of the notice is that the Tiansha Gang will recruit children between the ages of seven and twelve to join the gang and learn martial arts. In the future, these children will become the backbone of the gang.

It also said that families whose children are selected will receive generous rewards, and their children will have a bright future and so on.

After reading the contents of the notice, Song Wen was a little disappointed.

It turns out that the Tiansha Gang wants to recruit new members, not simply recruit workers.

Moreover, the Tiansha Gang only recruits children between the ages of seven and twelve, and Song Wen's current body does not match his age.

Song Wen squeezed through the crowd and wanted to go outside.

However, a loud shout suddenly sounded among the noisy crowd.

"Then boy, wait a moment."

Song Wen heard the shouting, but he didn't think it was calling him. He didn't stop and continued to squeeze out of the crowd.

"Boy, I'm talking about you. If you don't stop, will my words, Master Gou, be of no use in this Yan City?"

The voice behind him became a little angry,

When Song Wen first arrived, he was cautious and afraid of offending others. He stopped and looked behind him, trying to make sure the speaker was calling him.

He turned around and saw a man with a mustache and a carefree look, who looked like a delinquent at first glance, staring at him with an evil look.

Behind the man stood two strong men, all three of whom were wearing the costumes of the Tiansha Gang.

Song Wen frowned for a moment, thinking something bad in his heart. He didn't know where he had offended this 'Dog Master'.

Song Wen was originally a mediocre salesman at Blue Star. His years of sales experience did not make him rich, but it taught him the ability to talk to people, tell ghosts, and see what people are doing. .

A flattering smile immediately appeared on his face, and he trotted two steps with his head bowed and walked to Master Gou.

He said with a flattering smile, "Master Gou, please stop me. What are your orders?"

Although Song Wen didn't like his behavior in his heart, he knew that if he first came to this lawless world, if he wanted to survive, he had to grovel first.

If you offend the local snakes when you first arrive, you are either a raptor crossing the river, or a fool seeking your own death.