Hearing Wu Ming's question, the old man pursed his lips and said with a wry smile:

"My surname is Huang, and people here call me Lao Huang. When I was young, I worked in a paper mill. Later, I was hit by a carriage in an accident and broke my leg. Not only was the perpetrator never found, but I also lost my job.

“The high medical bills wiped out my savings and I became disabled, which made it even harder for me to find a job, let alone start a family.

"Of course, these are acceptable to me. Sometimes I go to those black-hearted factories, sometimes I go to unblock the sewers that no one wants to work on, or I secretly go to the garbage dump outside the city...

“Although life has been a bit difficult these past few years, fortunately, I have managed to survive.

“However, with the increasing head tax, house rent, and continued physical weakness, I feel that I can no longer hold on.

"Oh, if I can't pay the rent this month, I may be forced to move to a low-cost rental house near the outskirts of the city. I heard that there are often monster attacks there. I don't know how long I can survive..."

It sounded like the old man was telling a story, calmly and numbly, recounting his unfortunate life.

Wu Ming became increasingly silent.

It seems that the city is not as beautiful as imagined...

If the original owner of this body knew about it, would he change his mind?

A thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

After talking for a while, Wu Ming looked at the time, stood up, and took out a handful of bills from his pocket.

This was the salary Wang Wu gave him when he was mining before.

After thinking about it, I took out one and kept it for the fare, and put the rest on the table.

"Thank you for your cooperation today. You helped me a lot. This is to pay your expenses."

"no, I'm fine……"

The old man quickly stood up and kept waving his hands, but couldn't help but glance at the table.

Wu Ming smiled slightly when he saw this and said nothing more.

After saying hello, he said goodbye and left.

Lao Huang was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing and limped out of the door, shouting at the back of the figure that was about to disappear:

"Thank you, thank you..."

He wiped his eyes with his hand.

After leaving Lao Huang's home and walking onto the streets again, Wu Ming felt a little heavy in his heart.

In troubled times, the people at the bottom are always the ones suffering the most.

In this era, he is unable and unable to help all those who are suffering.

I can only do my best to make the people around me feel better.

Because he was thinking about something in his mind, Wu Ming didn't notice that someone was blocking his way in front of him.

"Hey, stop that kid, I'm talking about you!"

A shout came.

Hearing the sound, Wu Ming stopped and raised his head.

He saw two teenagers, one tall and one short, about the same age as him.

He was standing in the middle of his path, with a ferocious expression.

Both of them were wearing patched clothes and bare feet. They both looked thin and obviously malnourished for a long time.

"Are you calling me?"

Wu Ming first looked around and found no one.

Then he pointed at his nose with some uncertainty.

"That's right, it was you who called me!"

It was the taller boy who spoke.

There was a small red birthmark on his forehead. He was holding a rusty iron rod in his hand and grinned:

"You're new here, how dare you come to the West District without passing by me, Mr. Tiger, how brave you are!"

His eyes fell on Wu Ming's bright clothes, greed flashing in his eyes.

"Yes, if you know what's going on, hand over the protection money quickly, otherwise when 'Master Tiger' gets angry, you will suffer the same consequences!"

A short, cross-eyed boy helped.

After saying this, he was afraid that he would not be able to scare the other party, so he sneered and threw the brick in his hand.

However, the young man seemed to have forgotten that he had not eaten breakfast, his arms did not have much strength at all, and his eyesight was not very good.

This dangerous move almost caused him to be hit on his foot by a brick, which made him break out in a cold sweat.

Protection fees?

Wu Ming looked at the "weird duo" who suddenly appeared, with an indescribably weird expression on his face.

"I have no money."

"No money!"

The young man holding the iron rod raised his voice:

"If I don't have money, I'll take off your clothes!"

"No, I only have this set of clothes. If I give them to you, I will be regarded as a pervert and arrested by the police."

Wu Ming couldn't hide the smile on his lips.

"Boss, he... he seems to be playing tricks on us?"

The cross-eyed boy scratched his head, looked at his companion with intelligent eyes, and hesitated.

"Idiot, he is just playing tricks on us! Erhu, show him some color!"

After hearing this, the cross-eyed boy's expression turned grim.

He held up the brick in his hand and rushed toward the opponent with a strange scream.

Wu Ming ducked slightly and stretched his toes in front of the opponent's calf.

Plop!

"Well……"

The cross-eyed boy came into close contact with the ground, and the brick flew away, his expression full of pain.

"Erhu!"

The young man holding the iron rod was shocked.

"Good boy, I didn't realize that you still have a few more moments, but you hit my man. If you don't give me an explanation today, you won't be able to leave the West District!"

The young man took a deep breath, as if facing a formidable enemy.

After tightening the iron rod in his hand, he roared and rushed out.

He walked up to him in a few steps, picked up the iron rod and hit the opponent on the shoulder.

He was afraid of causing death, so he did not choose a fatal part like the head.

With a whine, the iron rod fell heavily.

However, what he couldn't believe was that this time he didn't hit the opponent.

Instead, his wrist was firmly grasped.

The young man struggled hard for a few times, but found that the other party's hand was like an iron hoop, and he couldn't break free at all.

"you……"

After seeing the smile in the other person's eyes, he was obviously panicked.

Wu Ming, who easily restrained the two of them, did not feel the slightest bit proud.

After experiencing the "King Game" like the Ghost Faced Spider King, this kind of street fight is as simple as adding a gun truck.

Feeling the restless arm in his palm, Wu Ming raised his eyebrows and exerted slight pressure on his palm.

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts, please be merciful, I was wrong, I was wrong!"

The young man let out a scream like a slaughtering pig, and did not dare to resist anymore.

"Why, 'Master Tiger' doesn't charge me protection money anymore?"

Wu Ming's tone was playful, and he deliberately emphasized the word "Master Tiger".

"Don't dare, don't dare, just call me Xiaohu."

The young man wiped the painful snot and tears from his face and forced a smile.

Erhu also got up from the ground at this time. Seeing that the boss was restrained, he hesitated and did not dare to step forward.

Seeing that the young man had relented, Wu Ming didn't really think about doing anything to them, so he just taught them a lesson.

The two of them were young and looked pitiful.

Letting go of the young man's hand, Wu Ming smiled and said:

"In that case, can I leave?"

After taking a few steps, he frowned slightly, as if he remembered something.

Under the fearful gazes of the two men, they turned back.

"You just said you wanted my clothes?"

Wu Ming looked at the boy who kept rubbing his wrist.

"No, I didn't!"

The young man shook his head like a rattle and quickly denied it.

"No, you want to."

The corners of Wu Ming's mouth suddenly turned up and he said.

Without giving the other party time to react, he stretched out his hand to knock the other party down and took off his clothes and pants.

Under the horrified eyes of the young man, he began to unbutton his clothes.

"no, do not want!"

He...what is he going to do! Does he have that hobby? !

This is on the street!

Feeling the coldness on his body, the boy struggled desperately.

He let out a scream that was countless times more horrifying than before.

Erhu on the side seemed to have seen the most terrifying scene, with a look of horror on his face.

I was almost scared to death because of my cross-eyes.

As soon as he stood up, his legs softened into noodles and he fell to the ground.

"Quiet!"

Wu Ming didn't expect the other party to react so strongly and scolded him angrily.

"Don't mess with me! I, I haven't washed my butt for three months!"

However, after more than ten seconds, Dahu discovered that the other party had not made any "further moves."

He couldn't help but slowly stopped shouting and turned his head carefully.

"you……"

Under his suspicious gaze, Wu Ming quickly took off his white shirt and trousers.

He put on the one he took off from himself.

"Well, it fits quite well. Now your clothes belong to me. As compensation, I will give you a discount on this set."

Wu Ming moved his body and was barely satisfied.

He looked back and waved to the two confused teenagers:

"goodbye."

It took a long time after he left for the two teenagers to realize what had happened.

After looking at each other, they shook their heads and said in unison:

"abnormal……"

"Boss, look at how good the material of these clothes and trousers is, and how new they are. If you sell them to Blind Wu, they will probably be enough for us to eat for several days!"

"Erhu" suddenly said excitedly.

"Nonsense, you think I can't see it?"

"Then...then why don't you leave?"

"Are you blind? Didn't you see that I was naked?"

"Oh, what should I do?"

"Lend me what you have first."

"..."

After a long time.

"Lend me half first, so you're not even naked."

"Okay, okay, boss, do you want clothes or pants?"

"Pants."

"Why not clothes?"

"Are you the boss or am I the boss!"

"..."

After a burst of rustling sounds.

"Boss, I want to eat meat...I haven't tasted meat for a long time."

"No problem, after selling the money we will eat meat, big fat meat!"

"Boss..."

"what happened again!"

"I feel cold down there. Is this considered perverted if we do this?"

"..."

"Are you a pervert?"

"no."

"Then do you think I'm a pervert?"

"Um……"

"Um?"

"It doesn't look like that."

"That's fine then."

A strange boy wearing only a shirt and another wearing only pants were walking on the sunny street.

Ignoring the strange looks from the people around him.

The young face is full of longing for the future.

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