martial arts mythology system

Chapter 254

"Who do you think you are talking to?" Mo Zhongqian raised his head and looked at the painted-faced beggar who looked about 40 years old in front of him, "Even if His Highness is in a bad situation, it's not something you can touch. Two heavens are not people at the same level... Your Highness is beyond words, you are so cheap, how can you be my elder brother? How dare you try to feed me some bad rice!? If you don’t know that you are just because of ignorance, Your Highness This will kill your nine clans!"

"Want my life? Kill my nine clans?"

The beggar with a painted face looked bewildered, and then the bewildered expression on his face was quickly replaced by anger that could not be expressed.

"You kid still has a bit of backbone... You are a beggar on the first day, right? Do you think you are a noble person? Let me tell you this... No matter who you were before, now you are a humbler than a dog Character, you don’t want to eat sour porridge, do you? Let me tell you, you can’t even eat dog food!”

As he said that, the painted-faced beggar probably felt that his face had been cut, and kicked Mo Zhonggan on the shoulder.

Mo Zhongqian's inner strength was completely sealed by Han Feng, his body lost his inner strength and his growth was a little worse than that of ordinary people. After being hit by this kick, his whole body hit the wall, and his eyes were dark...

But Mo Zhonggan is obviously a very tough young man. After being kicked like this, not only did he not soften, but he resented him even more, muttering in a rough voice:

"Bastard... I want to kill your nine clans!!"

"Hehehe, this kid said he wants to kill my nine clans... Come and listen, he really thinks of himself as something! Do you think you are the city lord, or the rich man in the city?"

The painted-faced beggar smiled angrily, and walked towards Mo Zhonggan in the corner with his arms shaking.

"Pull my nine clans, right? Come and try?"

Fu kicked Mo Zhonggan with both feet, which caused extremely intense pain to His Royal Highness, but what was more intense than the physical pain was the aggrieved heart...

Mo Zhongqian has always been a proud person. He was forced by Han Feng to do the sweeping work before, and he could comfort himself by saying that this was tempered by his royal subordinates... But now he is beaten and kicked by a beggar. The sense of humiliation is simply suffocating...

But under this kind of physical and mental pain, Mo Zhonggan became calmer.

Curled up in the corner, protecting his head, Mo Zhonggan continued to whisper:
"Okay, just hit me! If you beat me to death, the Xuanjian Division and the Patrol Division in the city will not let you go... If you can't beat me to death, I will kill you one day!"

"Okay, come and kill me! I'm waiting for you, you are nothing worse than a dog."

The beggar's fists and feet fell on Mo Zhonggan's body like raindrops, and Mo Zhonggan didn't speak anymore, just gritted his teeth and endured.

Neither ask for mercy, nor admit defeat.

But this kind of reaction has inspired the ferocity of the beggar with a painted face, and the atrocities with fists and feet have become more violent...

Finally, the other beggars nearby couldn't stand it anymore, so come here and pull the painted-faced beggar away.

But that's it, the beggar with painted face was still shouting while being pulled:
"Today I'm leaving the words here, whoever dares to take this kid with me will just make things difficult for me!!"

Mo Zhongqian felt the blows on his body disappear, he did it again, wiped the blood from his nose, expressionless.

At this moment, Mo Zhonggan didn't feel the humiliation he felt before, and he wasn't even that angry...he just wanted to live...and take revenge.

Now on the tall building in the distance, Han Feng and Liu Minghua watched all this happen with the help of true energy.

Looking at the scene where Mo Zhonggan was beaten, Liu Minghua couldn't help frowning slightly:
"The third prince has such an experience, do we really not need to intervene?"

Han Feng shook his head, with a face full of wisdom:
"Minghua, don't worry, even the four royal guards have been convinced by me, so you should trust me too."

Seeing Han Feng's confident expression, Liu Minghua couldn't help but smile slightly:
"I'm not worried about the safety of the third prince. I'm just worried that he will be tortured in this situation. Not only will he not be able to appreciate the sufferings of the people, but he will be full of hatred in the hearts of the people. Then we are really It’s not worth the candle.”

"Don't worry, I have thought about it a long time ago, so I have already arranged for a wonderful person to use love and emotion to influence our prince, and I am sure that he will be able to shape a good three views that are positive and love life~"

"Excellent candidate?" Liu Minghua was a little curious, "There is such a person in our Xuanjian Division?"

"Haha, it's not someone from the Xuanjian Division, but someone I spent a lot of time recruiting from the world~ Don't worry, it's very reliable~"

As Han Feng said, he turned and went downstairs, greeting Liu Minghua:
"Let's go, we have to find a way to deal with those annoying families~"

Liu Minghua smiled and followed.

"Follow orders~"

……

Outside Yundi Alley, Mo Zhonggan, who had been beaten all over his body, was sitting on the corner of the street, watching the beggars come and go, his eyes were completely indifferent, he just wanted to wait for himself to recover his strength before going back to find Secretary Xuanjian, and then So he came back here with the soldiers and horses of the Xuanjian Division, and arrested all the unscrupulous people here, especially the beggar with a painted face who beat him... His Highness will hang him up for an entire hour, and then starve him for three days and three days night!

Thinking of this... Mo Zhonggan suddenly felt that he was really hungry...

Last night, I hadn't even eaten a grain of rice during my turbulent escape, but I just woke up today and was beaten again... It was so painful and hungry...

Mo Zhonggan tried to stand up, but he was really tired, hungry and in pain. He leaned on the wall to stand up, and then sat down slumped.

After all, he was only a child of thirteen or fourteen, no matter how strong he was, he was on the verge of collapse.

Mo Zhonggan... You are the prince, you can't cry!You can't be looked down upon by these untouchables!Show some ambition!

Mo Zhongqian comforted himself like this in his heart, but his eyes were still a little foggy...

At this moment, a very faint but very attractive aroma reached Mo Zhonggan's nose.

Mo Zhongqian raised his head, only to see half of the white flour steamed bun being grabbed in front of him by a not-so-clean hand.

The owner of this hand is a beggar who looks a little thin. He is in his twenties. He looks handsome, but his clothes are ragged and his hair is messy. He is probably a poor man from a poor family.

The thin beggar smiled at Mo Zhong, and the smile had a natural affinity:
"I see that you have been squatting here for half a day without eating. You must be very hungry. Let me share half of it with you. Remember to return it to me when you get something to eat next time~"

Mo Zhongqian looked at the steamed buns in front of him... his heart was a little complicated, although he really wanted to say how a dignified prince could accept the food he begged for, but... he was really hungry...

In the end, His Royal Highness the Third Prince, who couldn't resist the temptation, grabbed the steamed buns and woke up hungrily.

Seeing that Mo Zhonggan was eating hurriedly, the thin beggar sat down beside him, stretched his head and stared at Mo Zhonggan:
"Why do you say you eat so fast, no one is robbing you~ My name is Su Can, and I am also a beggar who just came here. What's your name?"

"Don't do it."

Mo Zhonggan, who was crazily eating steamed buns, spat out three words, but seemed to feel that speaking like this was a bit too indifferent, so he thought for a while and continued:
"This steamed bun...is really delicious."

(End of this chapter)