The glory of the king

Chapter 268 The Strange Iron Piece
Some people say that poor people must have something to hate.

Peasley thinks this sentence is bullshit!
Let me ask, wouldn't it be pitiful for an old lady to lose her wife?Is she hateful?Where is the hate?

Wouldn't it be pity for a passerby to cross the road and be hit and killed by a truck running a red light?Is he hateful?Where is the hate?

Isn't it pitiful for a man's wife to die in order to give birth to a child?Is she hateful?Where is she so hateful?

Don't they hate that they shouldn't be born in this world?
Therefore, the person who can say that "a poor person must have something to hate" is also a pathetic person himself.

Some people also say that beggars have hands and feet, why don't they go to work by themselves, what is there to be pitiful about?

In fact, Peasley is understandable!
Didn't these beggars think of working with their own hands?
However, in this vitriolic world, who is willing to give these dirty beggars a chance to work?Even if there is, how many people are willing?
Lovers are warm, but the world is hot and cold. This world may be getting colder and colder day by day...

Peasley walked over to the little girl's body and released a ball of Mulla.

The mighty Mulla immediately turned into a scorching flame and cremated the girl's body.

The sudden high temperature woke up the beggars around!

They looked at the bodies that were rapidly melting in the flames, showing slightly horrified eyes.

At this moment, a series of "ding ding" sounds suddenly sounded.

One after another, the white tiger coins seemed to grow out of the ground, and suddenly fell to the ground, appearing in front of the beggars.

The beggars were stunned for a moment, and then someone rushed up like a hungry tiger, and then the other beggars came to their senses and followed suit to loot.

A total of one hundred white tiger coins were quickly snatched up by seven or eight beggars.

Although the amount each beggar snatched is different, but everyone has snatched it, and I feel very happy.

Because this one white tiger coin is enough for them to eat for ten days!

Just when they were pleasantly surprised, Peasley spoke, his voice was extremely solemn, but he deliberately kept his voice so that only these beggars could hear it:
"This is the favor bestowed upon you by the Skin God!"

The beggars were stunned when they heard the voice.Everyone looked dazed, and some people were even staring at the money in their hands excitedly, and didn't hear what anyone was saying at all.

Seeing this, Peasley's indifferent voice sounded again, and the tone was higher than before:
"This is the favor bestowed upon you by the Skin God!!"

When the beggars heard the sound again, their faces suddenly became frightened.

They looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing where this strange voice was coming from!

"This is the favor bestowed upon you by Skin God!!!"

Peasley's voice sounded for the third time, echoing in the ears of these beggars like thunder. This time, all the beggars came to their senses, and were so frightened that they all knelt on the ground, knocked their heads on the ground, trembling and dared not mess around.

"Get up, servants of the Skin God. You must remember, believe in the Skin God, and you will have eternal life! You must always be grateful for the favors that the Skin God has bestowed on you!"

The beggars quickly nodded their heads in agreement, with an extremely respectful attitude.

But Peasley was very dissatisfied seeing their fake appearance.

At this moment, a unicorn coin suddenly appeared in front of each of these beggars.

Seeing the rare unicorn coins in front of them, the eyes of these beggars were full of greed and desire.

One impatient person stretched out his hand to grab it, but when his fingertips touched the coin, he suddenly retracted like an electric shock, his face turned pale.

When the rest of the people saw this, the greed that was about to come out in their hearts was also forcibly suppressed.

"Being a believer of the skin god, the money belongs to you."

Peasley's voice suddenly became gentle, like a wretched old man saying to a little girl: "Come with uncle, these lollipops are all yours".

The beggars looked at me one by one, and I looked at you. Suddenly, under the confused eyes of passers-by, they put their right hands on their hearts and shouted in unison: "We are all believers of the Skin God! We are all believers of the Skin God! "

Hearing this cry from the bottom of his heart, Peasley finally nodded in satisfaction, and then with a thought, the unicorn coins immediately floated into the hands of every beggar.

The beggars were all ecstatic, with deep gratitude in their eyes.

"Get the gratitude value +15 from Lu Benwei."

"Get the gratitude value from Li Simin +15."

"Get the gratitude value from Wang Xicong +15."

"Get from..."

"Current accumulated gratitude: 653."

Seeing another wave of gratitude pouring into the system, Peasley finally came out of the sadness of the little girl's death, with a satisfied smile on his face.

Then quietly left here while the beggars kept kneeling.

"Skin God... tsk tsk tsk, what a good title, maybe in the future, this title will be famous throughout the continent."

While thinking, Peasley walked towards the depths of the street.

Soon, he came to a weapon shop called "Iron Hammer".

There was no one in the weapon shop, and it looked very deserted.But as soon as he entered it, Peasley felt an inexplicable burning sensation.

Peasley swaggered into the weapon shop, and saw a middle-aged burly man with a sallow complexion lying on an armchair, sleeping soundly.

Peasley glanced at the other party indifferently, and then his gaze began to wander over the shadows of swords and swords on the wall.

However, to Peasley's disappointment, most of the items on this wall are ordinary items, and only a very small number of items have mula fluctuations.

But the faint fluctuations also tell of their insignificant level—either black iron is low-level, or plastic is high-level.

Peasley shook his head and was about to leave.

Suddenly, his eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of a palm-sized iron piece hanging in the corner of the wall.

Peasley walked in front of the rusty iron sheet, and the burning sensation he felt when he came in before became more and more intense.

He put his hand on the iron sheet, and sure enough, a high temperature of about [-] to [-] degrees came from the iron sheet.

Fortunately, Pisili has rough skin and thick flesh, so he is not afraid of this temperature.

However, he was very curious as to why this tile-like iron sheet without any fluctuations in Mulla emitted such a strong temperature.

Could it be that there is some secret hidden in this piece of iron?
Thinking of this, Peasley naturally didn't intend to let this piece of iron go.

However, he didn't take the iron piece away first, but searched carefully in other places with his eyes. After confirming that there was nothing else good, he picked up the iron piece and put it into the system backpack.

The reason why he took it last was because he was afraid that after the iron plate left, the temperature would drop suddenly, which would wake up the snoring middle-aged man.

　Thank you Brother Chasing Light for your rewards! ! !

　　The first hall master of this book has appeared! ! !

　　Thank you brother for your generous support!Let the brothers spend money!

　　I'm going to go to the code and add more for the chasing brothers! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)