Doomsday Rebirth: The villain is forced to be whitewashed

Chapter 6 The little beggar squatting on the side of the road

Yicheng, 34:[-]:[-] in the morning.

Shi Yan spent the whole night walking from the border to the city, and saw a scene of prosperity that was completely beyond her imagination.

The towering city, the clean and intricate streets, the dazzling array of goods, and the pedestrians jostling shoulder to shoulder.

Everything here is beyond her cognition, she seems to have come to a new continent, a new world that she has never known before.

Looking at the busy pedestrians, Shi Yan suddenly thought of many words.

Mother often said: I'm sorry child, let you be born here.

Playmates often say: We wish we could play till night.

Friends often say: I want to go on a date, go to the movies, drink, sing, and make a lot of noise like it is written in the book.

Comrades often say: When will this damn life end.

Their words rang in my ears, but those who used to accompany her were all infected by the virus one by one in the end, and they had already left her.

No one to share.

I have long been accustomed to death and parting. Ever since my mother was killed by myself, Shi Yan, who had never cried even when she died, suddenly felt a little sad.

In the last life, living was really a failure.

This time...

"Hey, little beggar, squat on the side of the road if you want money, don't get in the way!"

Shi Yan raised his head, looked at the impatient man dressed like a dog, and moved to the side.

The man straightened his ill-fitting suit, cut it, and walked away arrogantly.

Look at his haughty back, and the strange gazes of the people around him.

Shi Yan lowered his head, looked at the shoes and trousers with holes, and couldn't tell whether it was mud or blood-stained hands.

Looking at the people dressed in bright, clean, colorful and diverse clothing on the road, some shrank their hands into their sleeves awkwardly.

There is no harm without comparison.

In the world outside the city, living is the winner, who cares what clothes you wear and how many times you take a shower a day.

But now she's in town.

Shi Yan frowned, straightened her neck, and walked to a clothes shop with a blank expression.

Before she could enter, she was stopped.

"Beg for food, go out and ask for it, my old lady is almost out of food! Get lost!"

"Sorry, the boss said that beggars are not allowed in."

"Ah, what are you doing here! It's so dirty, let's go!"

Time Banquet:?
How can I take a shower without buying clothes?How can I be clean if I don't take a shower?

Since noon yesterday, she has "killed" all the way into the city, and it's hard to think that she won't be dirty.

Shi Yan was scolded by them and began to feel a little irritable.

It's not that she feels ashamed, but that she has already done it outside, so there are so many wastes.

Seeing her dull and dazed appearance, the person sitting on the bench by the side of the road shouted "Hello" to her.

Shi Yan looked over.

She is a girl with skin as white as snow and more beautiful than flowers.

This kind of person is like the princess written in the book, people like it at first glance and want to protect her, because she is too fragile.

While Shi Yan was looking at the girl, the girl was also looking at her, more precisely the stick-like thing in her hand.

The long stick was about two fingers wide, dark and straight, which did not match her downcast appearance.

The girl raised her pointed jaw. "Is that a knife?"

Hearing her words, Shi Yan was a little wary.

The girl smiled slightly at her reaction. "I'm just curious." She said, picking up a bag of things from the chair. "The dessert you just bought, take it and eat it."

Seeing her shining like stars, Shi Yan smiled innocently and thought she should be a good person.

But the more harmless it is, the more vigilant it is.

She didn't take the food, turned around and left.

Seeing her at the beginning, Yun Chu muttered in a low voice without looking back. "wack."
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Shi Yan walked for a long time without purpose.

Finally in an alley, spent all the money, bought clothes and a bath.

By the time she returned to her normal appearance and didn't need to be rejected by others, it was already evening.

The girl in a white suspender dress has firm and healthy skin with a delicate luster, delicate and gentle facial features, especially those black eyes, which are mysterious and fascinating.

Her long hair was soft, blown by the breeze, and a mischievous strand ran across her cheek, hanging on her beautiful crimson lips.

Not stunning, not eye-catching, not impetuous, the quiet and remote temperament on his body is unforgettable.

It seems that the hustle and bustle of this busy city has disappeared, and the passing time has stopped.

After a long time.

Shi Yan raised his hand, brushed off the hair around his lips, and walked forward.

Waiting is useless, the only way to survive is to move.

This is the law of survival beyond the walls.

But she is now in the city, and the rule of survival is to be rich.

Shi Yan entered several recruiting places, and after he had never competed with others, he began to think about this tricky matter.

She doesn't know how to beat a part-time job, and it's almost the same as beating someone.

But now beating someone is breaking the law.

Shi Yan, who is penniless, looks at the sun that is about to set, and at the pawnshop that is slanted by the sun.

The overall wooden decoration of the pawn shop is simple and clean, and there is a plaque hanging on the front door, which says Sifang Yuan.

This kind of quaint and rare building stands out from the crowd on this street.

Now that it is illuminated by the sun, it has the meaning of being guided by God.

Shi Yan looked at the signboard of Sifangyuan, looked at the few rays of sunlight, hesitated for a long time, and then raised his legs to go in.

"Welcome, visitors from all over the world are destined, treat things as stories..." The man behind the counter raised his head and slightly raised his lips when he saw the person. "You can still be a human being."

The man was wearing a Tang suit, with half-length hair, in his twenties, with a pale and weak face that looked like a man but not a woman.

He was lazily lying on the mahogany counter, with his head half-supported, and his overly fair arms were exposed by the slipped sleeves.

The man glanced at the things in her hand, and then saw her delicate and somewhat rebellious and wild face.

This kind of "sexy" pure and wild little beauty would be very worrying if she didn't have a murderous look all over her body.

Putting away his presumptuous gaze, the man asked commercially, "Girl, what do you want to be?"

Shi Yan saw that she was more beautiful than the girl she met in the morning, but thought this strangely dressed man was more like a demon.

The blood-sucking kind.

She hesitated, and put the knife on the counter. "it."

The man glanced lightly. "The knife is a good knife, but unfortunately I can't have it."

Shi Yan was stunned. "Why?"

"I think it's important to you."

It does matter.

This knife belongs to her boss.Then he died and it became his own.

She took this knife step by step to become the leader of the villains, and brought it into Xiacheng, which is the only important thing for her now.

Seeing her downcast look, the man raised his hand to pour her a glass of water and beckoned her to sit down. "Have you walked for a long time? Take a break."

Shi Yan became vigilant. "how do you know?"

"Of course I know."

Seeing her guarded, the man smiled and reached out to her. "My name is Shang Jinglan. I'm a businessman. I'm a blockbuster Jinglan. I'm the owner of this pawnshop."

Seeing his handsome face and thin hands, Shi Yan hesitated to reach out. "My name is Shi Yan."

"Which two words?"

"The hour of the hour, the feast of the feast."

"Never get tired of the year, and don't be lewd at the feast. Good name."

Shi Yan didn't speak.

She doesn't know what age is not prostitution, her mother just hopes that she will not be starved to death.

(End of this chapter)