I created the world

And if a beggar dies, no one will care at all.

The cruelty is no less than the world of adults.

"You let Oliver go first."

The leader of the boy snorted angrily, stepped on Oliver's chest with more force, and made the other party spit out a mouthful of blood with a wow.

"Dare to tell me the conditions!?"

An Mixiu's expression changed drastically. He watched Oliver screaming in pain and coughing up blood, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Oliver hadn't eaten for several days, and if he was beaten up by these scumbags, he might not be able to hold on anymore.

An Mixiu gritted his teeth fiercely, and suddenly put the bread in his hand on his mouth and took a bite.

The faces of the young leader and the others changed wildly, and he shouted angrily, "You are looking for death!!"

After Ami Shusei swallowed the piece of bread, he stared at the young leader coldly, and said word by word, "Let him go!"

Chapter 270 The Power of the Gods

Threatening people with bread, although absurd, is very normal in the world of beggars.

The young leader's eyes were full of viciousness. An Mixiu had already bitten off a third of the bread just now. to finish eating.

"Even if you eat it, we can cut open your stomach! You can't digest it in such a short time!"

Another skinny, dark boy howled fiercely.

The eyes of the others were fierce when they heard the words, as if they thought it was normal to do so.

The young leader's face was full of murderous intent, he waved his hand and said, "Come on, kill him!"

An Mixiu's expression suddenly changed. He knew very well that if he ate it, these people would really be able to cut open his stomach and eat the bread.

In Carlo City, the dark world is so cruel.

When extremely hungry, even cannibalism happened.

An Mixiu barely thought about it, picked up the bread in his hand and threw it outside.

The group of young beggars froze at the same time, and then rushed out in the direction of the bread flying like crazy, and they didn't care about An Mixiu and Oliver on the ground at all.

Seeing this, An Mixiu rushed to Oliver on the ground, helped him up, and ran in another direction.

"An, An Mixiu, run alone! Wait, when they come back, none of us can leave!"

Coughing up blood, the young Oliver struggled to push An Mixiu away.

And An Mixiu didn't say a word, but with the little strength he had just recovered, he tightly supported Oliver and ran towards the outside.

"An Mixiu!!"

Oliver yelled anxiously with blood on his face.

An Mixiu still ignored Oliver, but used almost all the strength of his body to pull him forward with his head buried.

At this moment, An Mixiu suddenly felt a huge force coming from behind him.

Then his body fell to the ground uncontrollably, and even Oliver beside him rolled to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the gang of young beggars punched and kicked them around them, using all their strength for each blow, and An Mixiu and Oliver were beaten and rolled around like a rag sack.

At this moment, An Mixiu suddenly threw himself on Oliver, protecting him tightly with his own body, and withstood all the attacks of the young beggars.

"Yo, it's very loyal, so just beat him."

At this time, the leader of the young man came in with the bread. He took a deep breath of the aroma of the bread, with an expression like a pilgrimage, then quickly grabbed a large piece, stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp, watching the young beggar next to him They swallowed wildly.

Seeing that his body was about to fail, An Mixiu suddenly opened his mouth and said, "I still have something to eat."

The young beggars were stunned at the same time, stopped beating, and quickly searched An Mixiu's body, but found that there was nothing at all.

"Tell me, where did you hide the food!?"

The boy's leader stepped on An Mixiu's head, and forced his face into a pile of rubble on the ground, and asked viciously.

"In the....."

An Mixiu opened his mouth to speak a few times, and every time he wanted to tell the location, his voice became so soft that people couldn't distinguish clearly.

The leader of the boy squatted down, reached out and grabbed An Mixiu's hair, and said angrily, "Speak up!"

An Mixiu's right fist suddenly flew up, and he punched the young leader's throat fiercely.

The boy's leader reacted very quickly, he turned his head and dodged in a haste.

But because the distance was too close, he still couldn't avoid it completely, and was punched in the face by An Mixiu.

The leader of the young man let out a scream, covered his face suddenly, and staggered back.

His face was dripping with blood, An Mixiu quietly grabbed a sharp piece of rubble on the ground when he was beaten and rolled, at this time the sharp edge protruded from between his fingers, slashing the face of the young leader.

If he had been slower to react just now, the sharp rubble might have cut his throat.

"Give it to me! Kill this bastard!!" The leader of the injured boy covered his face and yelled like crazy.

An Mixiu had exhausted all his strength in the move just now, and he no longer had any ability to resist at this time.

Seeing the young beggars rushing up to punch and kick him again, An Mixiu gritted his teeth and covered his vitals with his whole body, neither begging for mercy nor making the slightest sound.

But the beatings didn't last long, because the young beggars were already hungry, so there was no way they could make any effort.

Now the bread was held by the young leader again, although they hit An Mixiu, their eyes kept on staring at the half of the bread left.

Gradually, they became more and more tired from the beating, and they couldn't use much strength later.

"Go away!" The leader of the young man covered his wound, picked up a stone from the ground, walked up to An Mixiu, and said with a ferocious face, "Bastard, you dare to plot against me!"

The leader of the boy roared angrily, grabbed An Mixiu's hair with one hand, raised the stone in his hand and was about to smash it down on his head.

Unexpectedly, at this time, An Mixiu raised his head abruptly with unknown strength, and bumped his head into the place where the boy's leader had just been injured.

"what!!"

He covered his face and screamed. The rest of the young beggars looked at An Mixiu with chills in their hearts, and fear for no reason.

"I killed you! I killed you!"