Snap——

A loud slapping sound was heard, and Chu realized that he was slapped hard by the middle-aged man, who slapped him directly to the ground and rolled him twice on the ground.

With a 'clang' sound, the broken bowl in Chu's hand flew out and hit the ground.

Chu understood that his head was buzzing from being hit.

The middle-aged man didn’t give up yet. “You stinky beggar, you stinky as hell, don’t bother me!”

He raised his foot and kicked Chu Mingbai several times, forcing Chu Mingbai to cover his head and dodge.

"Pooh!"

The middle-aged man spat at Chu Mingbai, then staggered away, singing a vulgar tune.

Mo Jing was sitting on the ground with other beggars. Witnessing this scene, Mo Jing couldn't help but sigh and said with a smile, "Brother, you are so miserable."

The beggars all said, "Brother Mo, why are you paying attention to him? He just called us stinky beggars and inferior people! Humph!"

"People like this don't deserve our sympathy at all!"

"Beggars also have the dignity of beggars!"

"That's right. If we weren't disabled and couldn't find a job, we wouldn't be beggars. Besides, the world is so difficult right now! We don't even know if humanity has a future."

"Why do you say that?" Mo Jing's expression changed slightly when he heard the last sentence.

A beggar said, "Monsters are rampant in this world. They love to eat people, especially young children. If we weren't old, we would have been buried in the monsters' stomachs long ago. Children are the future of mankind. Without children, how can we continue to exist?"