Chapter 137 (1/2)

Night fell again.

A corner of Hongtian city.

A beggar in rags was blocked at the entrance of the alley by a group of people because he robbed a steamed stuffed bun. All kinds of fists and feet added up and banged. The beating beggar begged for mercy again and again, and the cry became weaker and weaker.

”Shit, dare you rob something? Dog food, I'd rather throw the steamed stuffed bun to the dog than give you this waste! ”

One of the big men had a ferocious face, stepped on the steamed stuffed bun on the ground and kicked it to the corner.

The rhubarb in the corner shouted, immediately rushed over and chewed the flattened steamed stuffed bun.

”Dog, dare to steal steamed stuffed buns next time and kill you alive!”

The big man kicked again ferociously.

A group of people grew up and left.

In the dark alley, it was cold and humid, and the silence was to the extreme.

There was only a faint gasp.

After eating the steamed stuffed bun, rhubarb suddenly pricked up his ears and looked into the quiet alley.

There was a faint luster in the alley, mysterious and strange halo.

”Woof!”

Rhubarb shouted and stared.

The luster is brighter and brings a strange force.

Rhubarb suddenly ran away with its tail between its legs, whining and screaming.

The weak beggar looked confused, looked at the halo in front of him, and slowly touched the past with his palm towards the top, starting with cold and tenacious.

It's a bronze mirror with winding patterns and fine workmanship.

He held the bronze mirror in his hand and looked at the mirror.

In the bronze mirror, he looks very handsome, with wide sleeves and big robes, green silk flying, and his face is like a crown jade, like the son of an aristocratic family.

The beggar was a little crazy for a moment, his eyes were blurred, and his palm gently stroked the bronze mirror.

Suddenly, the picture in the bronze mirror turned and a strange face appeared with a strong smile.

”Want wealth? Money? beauty? right? I can satisfy you. ”

The beggar's eyes became more obsessed, fell into a dull, and murmured, ”think, I want everything, I want to change myself...”

”Meet your requirements.”

The face in the bronze mirror laughed.

…

Another street.

Yan San and Zhao Jiu, two martial Gang men, came down from a restaurant full of wine. The shopkeeper smiled and sent them downstairs.

The two men helped each other and waved to the shopkeeper.

With a smile on his face, the shopkeeper watched them go away until they couldn't see it, and then gave them a cruel Pooh.

”Shit, sooner or later you'll have to be killed. Your grandmother won't pay for dinner.”

The shopkeeper gave a low scold and turned upstairs.

”I was a diving dragon, trapped on the beach...”

Yan San was full of wine and began to shout and sing. His voice was harsh and very ugly.

”All right, stop fucking singing.”

Zhao Jiu said drunk.

Yan San listened, his eyes blurred and said, ”why? Why do you say that? Why did our brothers mix so badly? When brother Zhou was there, we were so beautiful. Now Brother Zhou is still begging at the door, and we have been sent to become the lowest gang members. I don't accept it, I want to enjoy it, and I want to visit the brothel! ”

”Why? I also want to know why. Qi Yun is just a hick from the countryside. Damn it, he has become the hall leader. The position of the hall leader was originally brother Zhou. We should all be brother Zhou's right-hand men. ”

Zhao Jiu also shouted.

”Unwilling, I am unwilling!”

Yan San shouted again.

”What can we do if we are unwilling? We can't beat him.”

Zhao Jiu held him and staggered into an alley. Suddenly, his foot tripped over a stone. Their bodies fell to the ground and fell to the ground.

”Who the fuck is throwing things!”

Zhao Jiu scolded angrily.

The palm of my hand touched randomly, and suddenly I touched a copper mirror with exquisite workmanship. The mirror is hazy and glittering.

Seeing the mirror, Zhao Jiu's anger quickly disappeared, and his eyes gradually became confused.

”What a beautiful bronze mirror.”

His palms whirled gently.

Yan San's eyes became blurred and dull. He looked at the bronze mirror and said, ”it's so beautiful. It's really a beautiful baby.”

Brush!