A ruined temple in West City.
A group of beggars were gathered together in the dark, some chatting and some sleeping.
The only oil lamp belongs to the gang leader Liang San, which is the highest privilege of the ruler.
Liang San sat in front of the altar, with a broken Buddha statue behind him. He had two cushions under his buttocks, which made him look taller than others.
The ground in front of him was filled with copper coins. He was counting them one by one, and whenever he had gathered ten he would put them in a pile on the ground.
After counting... there were two hundred and thirty-six coins, and a trace of anger appeared on Liang San's face.
This bunch of losers has more than twenty cents less than yesterday.
He quietly put the sixty coins into his sleeve, kicked the beggar beside him and said, "Give this money to the remaining brothers."
Then he said loudly: "Brothers, it's time to get paid! Today's money is thirty cents less than yesterday. Everyone should work hard tomorrow, and I will treat everyone to meat soup next month."
"Thank you, boss!" a group of beggars shouted lazily, and then stood up to collect the money.
Many beggars who asked for more during the day cursed in their hearts.
I work hard but get little pay. I suffer a loss every time I get paid. I won’t work tomorrow!
Damn it, if he hadn’t occupied a dilapidated temple and it wasn’t cold at night, the dog would have fought with him!
While we were waiting in line to get our money, a group of uninvited guests suddenly broke in and kicked the already dilapidated door open!
More than twenty people holding torches began to enter the dilapidated temple one by one, and the temple suddenly became much brighter.
Fang Zhengyi covered his nose and glanced around the temple.
Lazy...no order. It seems that this so-called Beggars' Sect is just like other places, with only simple order but no management at all.
Just right!
Liang San's hand was counting the copper coins again and again in his sleeve. When he heard the loud noise, he quickly raised his head.
Seeing a group of big men standing in the house with unfriendly faces, he asked in panic, "What are you doing?"
Fang Zhengyi's gaze turned to Liang San: "Are you the gang leader?"
"Yes, it's me." Liang San looked at Fang Zhengyi in surprise and doubt.
"Very good, you are no longer. From now on, the Beggars' Sect is under my charge. You have more people than just these, call them all over and let me see them." Fang Zhengyi said lightly.
"Brothers! Get your weapons! The government won't leave us any chance to survive!!!" Liang San shouted without even thinking.
Fang Zheng burst out laughing, but was immediately surprised again.
Dozens of beggars miraculously appeared from the side hall of the dilapidated temple, some of them holding weapons like wooden sticks. It seemed that they should be the gang leader's "hardcore guards".
This guy looked silly, but I didn't expect he had something.
A group of people led by Zhou Tie began to get restless. These beggars in rags looked numerous, but in fact they were vulnerable.
Lai Gou'er was trembling all over as he was sandwiched in the crowd. He was just a guide and still didn't know what was going on.
Big Brother’s identity is becoming more and more mysterious!
Fang Zhengyi smiled slightly and spread his arms to stop everyone: "Brothers, don't move. We are from the Beggars' Association! We can't bear to see you suffer, so we want to reorganize the Beggars' Sect and let everyone live a good life!"
"Um... You are Gang Leader Liang, right? I don't want my brothers to get hurt, but I want to be the gang leader. If you don't agree, let's follow the rules of the underworld. How about a one-on-one fight?"
A group of beggars were confused...and so was Liang San.
This guy dressed in fancy clothes came up and said he wanted to be the leader of the Beggars' Sect? Which rich young man got his head stuck in the door and wanted to experience a new life?
However, maintaining dominance is a male instinct. Even a beggar cannot lose face in this matter, especially when there are gang members watching.
Liang San looked at Fang Zheng and thought again and again, there was no way a pretty boy could be his opponent in a wild fight!
The only thing I'm worried about is that other people might play dirty tricks on me.
"Okay! I'll fight you! But the people you bring can't embarrass my brothers."
Fang Zheng laughed loudly, this beggar leader is trying to win people's hearts.
"Okay! It's a small space here, let's fight outside. Boss Liang, please come in!"
After saying that, he stood at the door and stretched out his hand in a gesture of invitation. Liang San stood up and looked at Fang Zhengyi carefully again. Suddenly, he felt very depressed and embarrassed, so he shook his torn robe and his demeanor increased by 2.
Fang Zhengyi was still smiling when he saw Liang San walking past him. Just as Liang San stepped out of the threshold and passed by him, his smile suddenly disappeared!
In an instant, his palm turned into a hammer and swung it violently on the back of Liang San's head!
With a bang, Liang San's eyes went dark and he fell into a coma. When he was about to fall, the brothers around Zhou Tie held him up in time, and then another person came up.
One person holds the head, the other holds the feet, and the people behind them automatically split into two rows!
The two of them exerted their strength together, and Liang San flew out of the ruined temple in a parabola...
Lai Gou'er's eyes bulged out, his legs trembled, and he looked at the big men on both sides anxiously.
Who are these people? Who are these people?
"Someone come here! Bring all the things up!" Fang Zheng shouted.
Before the beggars could react, several people had already walked into the temple carrying a long string of things wrapped in paper.
Throwing it on the ground, the paper bag broke, revealing the golden roasted chicken inside, and the aroma of meat kept wafting out...
The beggars looked at the roast chicken on the ground in doubt, then looked at Fang Zhengyi with bewildered expressions.
However, the fragrance that kept drilling into the nose made many people start to drool.
Seeing that no one moved, Fang Zheng stretched out his hand, and Xie Xian immediately put the small bag full of silver in his hand.
He suddenly threw it to the ground, and countless silver coins spilled on the ground!
Fang Zheng walked to the altar, sat down casually on the cushion, and said casually: "Take the chicken for yourself, and get some silver. Call me the leader here, and we will all be brothers from now on!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
