Douluo: Wuhundian starts and eventually becomes Pope

Chapter 74 Five Golden Soul Coins

He touched the soul coins in his pocket, and there were a few gold soul coins and silver soul coins missing. When the boy rushed towards him, Zhengruo accidentally hit his waist with his hand, and at the same time stretched out two With one finger, he took out two soul coins.

So the young man was not nervous about being blamed by Su Lin, but he was afraid of seeing through his stealing behavior.

Su Lin didn't pay attention. If a vicious person did such a thing, of course he would be punished. But that boy didn't feel like a bad person to him. Instead, he felt like he was somewhere in the middle between good and evil, like a delicate gray.

He didn't want to pay attention to the young man's difficulties, and he didn't want to cause more trouble.

Little did he expect that he would become the target of thieves because of his fine clothes and young age.

For Su Lin, judging a person's quality is not the so-called inherent standard of good or bad. As long as it is up to one's own conscience, there will be no problem.

"You bitch, I gave you the heart of a bear and you were so brave that you actually stole it and stole it on Master Moro."

A tall, strong man raised his leg and kicked the young man.

A young man wearing light gold clothing had a look of disgust on his face and was about to take off his clothes and put on the clothes that the servant had just handed over.

"Master Moreau, here it is."

The attendant knelt down on one knee and handed the clothes to Moreau.

Morrow directly threw the light gold uniform on the ground, took the clothes from the attendant's hands, and put them on himself.

Morrow looked at the young man condescendingly and said, "Beat him to death. It's really disgusting. Such a lowly thing dares to touch me. It's really disgusting." "

A group of people formed around them, enjoying the scene that was happening now. After all, it is human nature to watch the excitement without getting into trouble. In Tiandou City, where life is so peaceful, this kind of thing happens once or twice, but it always happens once or twice. Can become their after-dinner conversation piece.

Several people whispered,

"what happened?"

"Is Moro using his power to bully others again?"

"I wonder which little guy is so unlucky that he offended the nobles, or one of the most unreasonable noble factions? What a tragedy!"

Morrow's ears were very good, and he heard the whispers about him. His face turned red, not because of shyness, but because of embarrassment.But the crowd was so dense that I didn’t know who was speaking.

It was obviously this untouchable who had offended first, so why was it his fault? Do low-class people like them know how expensive the gold-woven and jade-lined clothes just now were?Even if their whole family is sold into slavery, these low-level commoners cannot afford it.

What you have lost is just your humble life. What I, Moro, have lost is the face of a high-ranking noble. These narrow-minded guys are indeed untouchables. You should let your father sell you all to the battlefield of life and death. You are just wasting air while you are alive. Rubbish.

"Master, don't be angry. What do these rubbish know? It's up to me."

A young man who was as thin as a bamboo pole looked at his young master with a smile, leaned close to his ear, and whispered.

Moro has such a violent personality that he will always want to beat others to death as long as there is something wrong with him. In order not to be disliked by the young master, the guards around him can only turn into the most sincere thugs and work for the tiger for a year. It is said that more than 20 people died indirectly and secretly at the hands of Moreau.

So Moreau's father, Moss, also had to wipe the butt of his precious son.

In the end, a man with a good brain had to be sent to advise Moreau.

"Quiet."

The young man with the bamboo pole bloomed his soul ring, and three shining soul rings lingered around the young man.This sound of silence was filled with soul power, and the surrounding civilians suddenly became quiet.

"First of all, I want to say one thing, this man is a thief!"

The young man with the bamboo pole looked around,

"He just stole the soul coin from our young master Moro."

"This guy is very capable, but he just wants to get something for nothing and steal other people's finances. It's simply shameful."

"Think about it, if this kind of theft is not severely punished, will it be an insult to those who work hard?"

"Everyone is lucky to work hard, but this kind of garbage can easily obtain other people's finances. Why?"

"Why can't such a hateful guy be severely punished!"

"I leave the right of choice to you. Don't you think this thief should be punished? This is to safeguard your interests."

The young man with the bamboo pole spoke passionately, becoming more and more excited as he spoke. At this moment, he seemed to be transformed into light, at least that's what he thought.

"You are right and you should be severely punished."

"You have hands and feet. If you don't do well, you steal instead. What a rubbish."

At first it was just one or two people, but slowly, more and more people in the crowd began to denounce the young man.

The young man with a bamboo pole looked at this group of people with a smile on his face and looked at them with disdain. They were really a group of people who had no brains and just followed what everyone else said.He looked at Master Moreau again and nodded. He could distort a fact by cutting off the beginning and ending, and taking quotes out of context. It was too easy to isolate a person from the perspective of the masses.It doesn't matter whether the boy stole or not, as long as everyone thinks he stole, then he stole.

"No, no, I didn't steal his money, really not!"

The young man wiped away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, looked at the young man with a bamboo pole who was talking loudly, and then looked at the angry people around him, becoming more and more panicked.

The onlookers looked at the bamboo pole youth suspiciously.

"Hey, he said he didn't steal it. I remember this guy bumped into me this morning. I turned around and disappeared in a flash. Later I realized that the money on me was missing."

A big man stood up and looked at the young man with an angry face.

"That's the wages I earned for a day's work last night. I have a family to take care of. You stole the money. What should I do? Do you want my wife and children to starve to death?"

"Oh tui."

The big man became angrier as he spoke, and a mouthful of thick phlegm flew out of his mouth and flew into the young man's face.

After hearing what the big man said, the people around him began to point at the young man again, and began to say all kinds of unpleasant things.

The young man ignored the dirt on his face and suddenly yelled, "No, no, you lied. I haven't seen you in the morning. You lied!"

The young man looked at the malice of the people around him like a frightened bird.

Another man came over and looked at the young man lying on the ground with some pity, unable to stand up.

"Whether he is lying or not, you will know if he has any money on him. Search him."

The man walked towards the young man step by step.

As the man got closer and closer, the boy's face became more and more ugly.

The man took off the boy's clothes and found five gold soul coins and three silver soul coins.

"You are really a thief, but I still sympathize with you. Humph!"

The man snorted coldly and gestured to the people around him with five gold soul coins.

The young man's eyes were dull, and he knew he was finished.

The four gold soul coins and the two silver soul coins were all money he had slowly saved at home, but compared with the money his father spent on buying medicine to save his life, it was still one gold soul coin short of the money. Although most of the money was from selling his own house. The money was exchanged for things, but the last gold soul coin was indeed stolen by him.

(End of this chapter)