Chapter 316
Cheng Mu stood in the elevator carrying the garbage. Looking at his current reflection on the inner wall of the elevator, he pulled the corners of his lips and raised a pure smile.
There was a big enough deal going on in Liucheng District today, so the leader, Brother Zhou, asked him to go along to see the world.
In fact, Cheng Mu had been growing up in this gang, and had already figured out these people's so-called "big business" with his intelligence.
But he certainly never participated.
If he had not been bound by the money game, he would not have killed the little leader who bullied him every day, at least he would not have killed him so impulsively for the time being.
Then he would not have gone out to "see the world" at this point in time at the age of eight, replacing the dead little leader.
He had asked Zhou Xin to report the case to the police anonymously. Those people were on guard against everything except him, a kid without a cell phone. They treated him like a dog. In their eyes, he was not a living person at all.
Cheng Mu puffed up his cheeks and blew a big bubble out of the sweet bubble gum in his mouth until it burst with a pop, then he happily started chewing it again.
The corpse that Zhou Xin helped deal with brought him great profits, and his ranking among players has now risen to over 10,000.
But this is far from enough.
He will soon fall down because he is too young and has no knowledge or abilities to fill him up with, and the money will only decrease as he spends it and will never grow upward.
Simply put, he suffered from his lack of education.
However, when Brother Zhou and the others are invited to the police station for tea tonight, Cheng Mu will have the opportunity to touch the books with his own hands and become an elementary school student who is enrolled halfway.
After a quick glance at the rankings, Cheng Mu found that Yun Mian, the player who had a "huge sum" of more than 500 yuan in his hand yesterday, now had 5 yuan behind his head, firmly occupying the last place and not moving.
Cheng Mu: “…”
This is difficult to comment on.
Putting this little episode behind him, Cheng Mu left the community, got on the bus, and staggered to another area of the city.
This is also one of the bases of his gang. Although they have many burrows, the police have never found this place, so everyone stays here for a long time and rarely moves.
"Hey, Xiaomu is back. Let's go. Brother Zhou wants to question you." As soon as he entered the room, someone clamped his neck with his arm. The strong wrist loosely wrapped around his slender and fragile throat, and led him inside without any doubt.
Cheng Mu lowered his head, relaxed his body, and staggered forward with the strength of an adult.
The relatively soft hair fell from his forehead, covering his dark pupils completely, and also completely hiding the viciousness that flashed across his eyes.
There were other people on the road who saw Cheng Mu being dragged forward in this embarrassing posture, but most of them just took a look at the excitement and then continued to do their own things with their heads down.
"Brother Zhou, I brought this kid to you." The moment the man pushed the door, he let go of his hand and pushed the chicken-like child in his arms hard inside.
Cheng Mu staggered and knelt in front of the mahogany desk.
The sound of the knees hitting the floor seemed to have successfully pleased the man sitting in the leather swivel chair. He stood up with a smile and reprimanded the man in a half-hearted tone, "After all, he is a child raised by our family. You should be more careful. If you break his face, even ten of you won't be able to pay for it."
Rare goods are worth a lot of money. Almost all the old people in the gang know that the reason why Brother Zhou has been supporting Cheng Mu and not letting Cheng Mu go out to beg with broken hands and feet, and not allowing anyone to touch Cheng Mu's face no matter how severe the punishment is after Cheng Mu made a mistake, is because he wants to sell him at an irresistible price when Cheng Mu grows up.
As early as when Cheng Mu was six or seven years old and was growing more and more exquisite and beautiful, Brother Zhou had already taken Cheng Mu's photos and videos and started looking for and booking Cheng Mu's future buyers.
Cheng Mu himself knew this, which was why he always lingered dangerously on the bottom line of these people. He knew that he would not die normally, so he hid more rebelliousness and hatred than those children who were tamed early on.
But as he grew up and was beaten day after day, he hid all this hatred very well.
At this time, he knelt on the ground in a mess, with his hands supporting the cold ground. After Brother Zhou finished speaking, he raised his head and smiled flatteringly: "Brother Zhou, I just came back. What arrangements do you want me to make?"
He was so skilled in flattery that he didn't seem like an eight-year-old child.
Brother Zhou walked around the desk and came in front of him, stepping on Cheng Mu's fingers that were supporting the ground with his shiny high-end leather shoes. He didn't seem to notice, or maybe he did it on purpose, but he didn't move away or crush them hard. He just leaned over and looked at Cheng Mu's face, which was outstanding enough at such a young age. After a moment, he raised his hand and patted the side of Cheng Mu's ear.
Although he didn't use much strength, this insulting behavior still made Cheng Mu obediently turn his head slightly according to the strength and direction of his palm.
"You don't have to go tonight. Get ready. Someone will pick you up to take you to another place in the evening."
Brother Zhou looked down at Cheng Mu and pressed his five fingers on the top of his head, forcing Cheng Mu to lower his head completely without any ability to resist.
Cheng Mu listened to the other party's voice ringing in his ears: "When you get there, remember to be good as you are now. Do whatever the boss tells you to do and don't cause trouble for me, otherwise you will end up begging on the street like those little bastards with your hands and feet cut off. Got it?"
He didn't need too many threats. The miserable situation of those children of the same age dragging their broken legs, blind eyes and mute mouths begging and getting beaten every day was the best threat.
Cheng Mu's pupils dilated slightly. He didn't expect that Brother Zhou would find a "boss" for him so quickly.
Seeing him kneeling on the ground with his head down and no reaction, Zhou Ge's tone became deeper, and the fingers that were restraining Cheng Mu's head also tightened slightly. He lowered his eyes and looked at Cheng Mu at his feet, and said in a cold voice: "Do you understand? Speak!"
Cheng Mu shuddered, huddled at his feet, nodded obediently, and stammered, "I, I know, I'll be obedient, don't hit me..."
His reaction always pleased Brother Zhou quickly. He smiled and kicked the child who was grabbing his trouser legs and begging, and threw him to the side: "Just listen to me, get out, and wait downstairs obediently. Someone will come to pick you up when it gets dark."
Cheng Mu hunched his shoulders and walked out of the cold and luxurious office.
The comments in the live broadcast room were flashing very fast when he was just forced to move forward, and now they were so dense that he couldn't see the content clearly.
Under the gazes of some people, Cheng Mu rubbed his eyes, as if he was about to cry. After he came out, he didn't go anywhere. He just went downstairs and sat in the corner, staring blankly.
[…This acting skill is better than 90% of the actors in our star field. No wonder he can be the number one among the child players.]
[That being said, I think he has also been targeted by the top-ranked players, and he will be in danger everywhere.]
[Which wicked player is this? Choosing a group of children as players is really cruel. I have to admire this cruelty. This world will probably rot faster and more thoroughly than the previous worlds.]
[Anyway, I'm optimistic about this kid Cheng Mu. Even the top-ranked players were much worse than him when they first started playing this game. He will definitely go further in the future.]
[Tsk, provided he doesn't make the wrong choice in each trap.]
During the intense communication, the unique mechanical sound of the money game suddenly rang in the ears of every player and spectator.
[Player Zhao Lansheng has been eliminated by the system for violating the rules of the game. All the wealth owned by this player will be taken over by player Tang Chen. Please strictly follow the rules of the game to earn more wealth. ]
The notification only sounded once, but Cheng Mu heard such erasure notifications dozens of times during the six months that he was bound to the game.
Therefore, after hearing this, he just trembled his crow-feather eyelashes and commented coldly in his heart: Another unlucky guy who was tricked to death.
Yunmian also heard this cold notice.
She paused while scribbling with a pencil on the paper, then blinked and continued to write and draw on the white paper handed out by the teacher.
But the system suddenly popped up from the corner of Yunmian's table.
Tang Chen?!
The third player in the player rankings, Tang Chen? ! !
He hurt Mianmian's mother and grandparents, and deliberately voted for Yunmian to be the player Tang Chen? ? !
Yun Mian looked up in confusion at Uncle System flying around the classroom restlessly. She didn’t understand what was going on and why Uncle System looked so angry?
Normally, I only like the light ball that emits warm orange light, but now I don’t know how many different kinds of light it has changed into. It’s so bright that it hurts my eyes a little.
"Uncle, what's the matter?" The child stopped writing with a concerned look on his face.
The chaotic light on the system came to an abrupt end because of her question.
...How should I tell Mianmian that Tang Chen in the report just now is the culprit who caused her family to fall into this situation?
Mianmian is only five years old. Her grandparents and mother have never told Mianmian anything about Tang Chen. Just two days ago, the host mother held Mianmian's little hand and asked the child to promise to grow up obediently and not go astray for money.
If I tell Mianmian this news now...
The system rejected that dangerous thought almost instantly.
Facing the child's clear and worried eyes, it flew down listlessly, squatted at the corner of the table again, and replied weakly: "Nothing... Mianmian, continue drawing your puppy."
Yun Mian looked down blankly at the small dark blob on her paper, and couldn't help but whispered back, "...Uncle, I didn't draw a puppy, I drew you without glowing."
"..." The system looked at the ugly black mass of itself on the paper and became even more withdrawn.
Cotton Boy: Draw the ball carefully.
System: This puppy... is so ugly!
Cheng Mu: There is no drama to watch QAQ.
Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine:
1 of Yuliu;
Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution:
100 bottles of Jade Flow;
No jam, no jam, you are the one who will make me laugh to death, 54450564 20 bottles;
Mumu 10 bottles;
あい5 bottles;
1 bottle in August;
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