I Kidnapped 1.4 Billion People

Zhang Yichen stopped and looked at a street corner with a strange expression.

At the corner of the street where people were coming and going, a thin figure was kneeling. His thin body seemed like he would fall over if the wind blew.

Next to the thin figure, a corpse was covered with a broken straw mat. In front of the corpse, four big characters were written crookedly, "Sell your body to bury your father."

Seeing such a pitiful scene, Zhang Yichen wanted to laugh inexplicably and laugh at himself.

If he remembered correctly, half a month ago, when they arrived in Tianshui City, that little figure was already selling himself to bury his father.

He also gave the other party a sum of money.

This has been sold for half a month. Doesn’t the body stink?

"Master, you have been deceived." Su Wenqian also saw the little girl who sold her body to bury her father.

"It seems yes, I should have been deceived."

Zhang Yichen was not angry, but felt happy that the little girl's life was not miserable.

The so-called selling one's body to bury one's father is all false.

Su Wenqian said angrily: 'Master, do you want me to teach that little liar a lesson? "

"Forget it, people have already tried their best while alive, so why should we make trouble for others, and I am willing to be deceived."

At the beginning, before deciding to do good things, I was already prepared to be deceived.

Su Wenqian was speechless. The young master was really "kind"?

After passing through the crowd, Zhang Yichen came to the little girl again.

Feeling someone approaching, the little girl raised her lifeless eyes and looked at Zhang Yichen.

Seeing this, Zhang Yichen secretly praised the little girl's superb acting skills, but unfortunately he had already been fooled once.

When she saw Zhang Yichen's face, the little girl was obviously stunned and lowered her head in panic.

Although half a month had passed, Zhang Yichen's broad arms and silly look still left a deep impression on the little girl.

"Why, you don't recognize me anymore." Zhang Yichen asked with a smile.

The little girl's heart skipped a beat, and she knew something was wrong, "Uncle, you got the wrong person."

"Uncle?"

Have you become an uncle? Time flies by so fast.

He smiled calmly and rubbed the little girl's head, "What's your name?"

"Uncle, what's my name?" The little girl looked around in panic. She caught a glimpse of a small grass on the ground and replied, "My name is Cao'er."

"Fuck you? Well, I remember you. Have you ever thought about changing your lifestyle?"

Cao'er screamed in her heart that something was wrong, the other party was going to sell her to pay back the money!

"Uncle Mao, run quickly."

The little girl shouted and threw a handful of lime powder at Zhang Yichen.

How could Zhang Yichen have expected that the little girl would suddenly take action? He couldn't dodge, and an invisible air shield blocked Zhang Yichen's front, blocking all the lime powder.

The body covered by the straw mat suddenly stood up, threw the straw mat at the three of them, and ran towards a small alley.

The two men moved quickly. If it were an ordinary person, they might have allowed them to escape?

However, what they met was a monk or the powerful Yang Nirvana.

If the two of them were allowed to escape, Yu Qingyang's mighty face would be gone.

Yu Qing was about to take action and trap the two people. Zhang Yichen waved his hand to indicate that Yu Qing did not need to take action.

Yu Qing angrily gave up.

Seeing the two people disappearing quickly at the end of the alley, Zhang Yichen smiled noncommittally and continued shopping.

But it was such a coincidence that after crossing two streets, the two waves of people met again.

Zhang Yichen was surprised and looked at the little girl and Uncle Mao who had just played the corpse in amusement.

This time, the role played by the two men was not to sell their bodies to bury their father, but to sell their daughters to pay off debts.

"Hi, you two, we meet again."

The two people playing father and daughter looked at each other, and this time, they didn't run away.

Uncle Mao and Cao'er knelt down directly to Zhang Yichen.

"Sir, spare your life, we know we were wrong."

The two of them opened their mouths in unison, with quite a tacit understanding. It seemed that this was not the first time they had done this kind of thing.

The two of them also thought clearly that the other three were definitely monks, otherwise they would not have been able to follow them here quietly. Facing the monks, they two mortals would definitely not be able to run away, so they gave in immediately.

The two people obviously misunderstood, but the result they got was correct.

Zhang Yichen shook his head in a funny way, "Don't worry, I'm not here to cause trouble for you, it's just a bag of coins."

With that said, Zhang Yichen took out another bag of coins and handed them to the two of them, "I still hope that you can live a normal life. This business is not a long-term solution."

Uncle Mao and Cao'er looked at the money bag blankly, feeling that the whole world was unreal.

What happened? The two of them had just defrauded each other half a month ago. When they saw each other again, not only did the other party not trouble them, but they also gave them money?

Are there really such stupid people in the world? Or rather, they are dreaming.

Putting the money bag in front of the two of them, "I still hope that you can take the right path and live a peaceful life. Take this money, find a legitimate livelihood, and live a normal life, right?"

After saying that, Zhang Yichen walked away into the distance, leaving behind Uncle Mao and Cao'er who were full of dementia.

"Uncle Mao, pinch me. I feel like I'm dreaming. No, I can't even think of such a thing in my dream."

"Girl."

Uncle Mao came back from his daze, with a tangled expression: "I feel that the young master is right. Our life is definitely not a long-term solution. I don't have anything to do with it, but you are different, girl. You shouldn't be there all the time. Living in a gray area, it’s time to think about your future.”

Hearing this, Cao'er sneered and looked at Uncle Mao with disdain on his face, "Uncle Mao, you are stupid. Don't be stupid like that stupid uncle. Does it matter what is gray and what is white? Becoming a stick head, Only when you become a rich aristocrat can you talk about being gray."

Cao'er took the money bag angrily, opened it and took a look. His eyes were immediately attracted by the coins in the money bag and became bright.

"It would be better if there are more fools like this. Then I can make a lot of money every day, and then I can bribe the gangsters, sit on the head of the gray area of ​​Tianshui City, and become a noble lord, hahaha."

The more he talked, the more excited Cao'er became, as if he had already seen the day when he would become a noble master.

Seeing Cao'er's performance, Uncle Mao sighed, feeling very worried. For children who grow up in a gray area, the people and things they come into contact with will also subtly affect their minds.

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