This was a dead end, and the child had nowhere to escape. He could only try his best to dodge, but the soil spikes were layered on top of each other in large numbers and at increasingly tricky angles.
The child couldn't dodge in time and was pierced in the abdomen by a splinter, leaving him unable to move for a moment.
"Gotcha!" the men exclaimed, rushing forward.
"Cough cough."
A deliberate cough suddenly came from the alley entrance.
"Who?!" The group turned around abruptly and suddenly discovered a young man standing at the alley entrance.
This person was none other than Mu Liangchao.
"A scavenger, huh?" Mu Liangchao lifted his foot and left two complete shoe prints in the snow. "With such a commotion, are you scavenging or robbing someone?"
Scavengers are a term used to describe people living in disordered areas.
Most of them are weak individuals who do not belong to any major or minor power. They mostly make a living by robbing the strong from the things left behind after they hunted other species or after other species killed each other. They are despised by others.
These people were waiting here, hoping to see if there was anything usable left after Mu Liangchao and the others left.
The struggle between them was brutal, and it was clear that this child was not one of them and was being targeted.
Upon hearing Mu Liangchao's words, everyone's expression changed.
Those who can kill a Cold-Blooded Goat at the peak of the eighth rank are not to be trifled with.
"My lord, spare us! We're just trying to make a living. It's this kid! He insisted on being the first, so we had no choice but to cause a commotion!"
Mu Liangchao looked up into the depths of the alley.
The child forcefully pulled himself off the thorns, blood gushing out onto the ground, without uttering a sound.
A look of appreciation flashed in Mu Liangchao's eyes, then he raised his chin and said, "I'm in a good mood today, so you can all get lost."
"This, this..." The group looked at each other, clearly unwilling to leave.
Mu Liangchao's eyes turned icy, and the air in the alley seemed to thicken: "This is the last time, get out!"
The group hurriedly ran away.
Mu Liangchao looked at the child with great interest.
The child, clutching his stomach and head down, walked over step by step, and then... brushed past him.
Mu Liangchao: ?
"Hey, kid, I saved you!" Mu Liangchao reached out and grabbed the back of his collar.
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