As the scumbag who was attacked

"Empty water is clear and fresh, autumn is the same color, white clouds and red leaves are long," said the young man in black, with dogtail grass in his mouth, hands behind his head, wandering leisurely in the mountains and fields.

It's late autumn, blue sky, yellow leaves.

The maple forest is like haze, fierce as fire, mountain streams meandering downward, the water is clear and bright, wrapped in fallen leaves, drifting all the way back to the root.

When passing by a fruit tree, the young man picked a fruit, the taste was sweet, with a slight bitterness, he turned around and spoke in a leisurely manner.

"What are you doing with me?"

It was a boy with handsome eyebrows and eyes, dressed in blood-stained red clothes, the corners were torn and tattered, with bare feet, he took a step, leaving a blood-stained footprint.

The young man looked back along his footprints. Behind a large open space, there were many people with vigilant faces. They were not looking at the young man, but at him.

He had a headache, "Why are you looking at me?" So many people were staring at him, no matter how leisurely he was, and how much he wanted to enjoy the mountains and rivers, he couldn't keep ignoring them.

"You are a law enforcement officer," the boy stared at him, his voice still hoarse, "They are all afraid of you."

There are so many people who want the artifact, and now there are even more people who want to kill him, but everyone knows that this person is a law enforcement officer.

No one dared to stand up.

"Afraid of me?" The young man took another bite of the fruit and sneered, "I won't kill them."

"Those who shouldn't be killed are afraid of me, but those who should be killed follow me all the way."

He looked at the young man and said with great interest, "Since you know who I am, it's fine if you don't hide far away, and you still follow me all the way, why, do you want to die in my hands?"

"You are strong."

The young man nodded, "Better than you, so I can kill you."

The young man lowered his eyes, "Then why didn't you kill me?"

And brought him out of the enchantment.

Obviously, in two days, his strength will be exhausted, and he can't hold on anymore. He has an inexplicable feeling that this person knows his condition and knows that he is going to die, but he still takes him to the hospital. out.

He followed this person all the way, everyone knew his whereabouts, but no one dared to act first.

Just because this person is here.

The young man raised his hand and picked another fruit, and threw it to him casually. Seeing the young man accepting the fruit with a look of astonishment, he lazily said, "I've always been very principled."

"In the first fifteen days, no one is under my control."

"Killing is only on No.16 days."

The young man snorted, and looked down at the fruit in his hand. It was golden in color and looked very attractive. He took a bite carefully, and it tasted very sweet.

He was stunned for a moment, looked up, saw the person in front turned and left, and hurriedly followed.

"..."

The young man was a little irritable, "What are you always following me for?"

The boy's eyes fell on his Adam's apple, and then slowly moved up to the beautifully shaped chin, and then he couldn't see anything.

"I want to see what you look like."

From the very beginning until now, this person has been wearing a bamboo hat. Because of his strength, no one can see his face clearly.

But for some reason, he just wanted to know what he looked like.

He just wants to follow him.

The young man was speechless for a moment. He looked behind him, a little ghost in red, followed by a group of life-threatening ghosts. People who didn't know him thought he was the King of Hades who came out of the Temple of Yama. mighty.

Such a beautiful scenery is in vain.

He sighed, walked over, squeezed the boy's shoulder, and disappeared without a trace.

Everyone in the back was stunned, "He's really strong," one person subconsciously sighed, such elusive movements can only be achieved by people who have become gods.

And those people usually ascended into the outer sky, and they couldn't stay in this interface at all.

No wonder no one on the lore list was spared in his hands.

Everyone thought about it, this guy named Chao fell into the hands of the law enforcement officer from the very beginning, they couldn't beat him again and again, it was impossible to rob him, and they all sighed.

Forget it, let's avoid this business.

……

There is a wine shop called Three Cups.

"[-] southern candles, [-] pot cups, [-] autumn dew whites, [-] cold pool incense, and [-] Taixi whites. Our store does not accept credit, nor does it offer discounts for the time being."

The young man covered his face, "They are all regular customers, so you can't be cheaper."

The waiter in the shop looked at him contemptuously, "Every time you come, I give you a discount. We are not a welfare store here. Besides, since you have no money, why don't you go to ask for it? Why do you get poorer every time? How do you do this job? Yes, selling your labor for free?"

"That's so heartbreaking," the young man twitched the corner of his mouth, a little helplessly defending, "I'm not," "I'm rich," at this moment a voice came in.

The shop clerk just glanced at the young man, then turned to ask the young man, "This man is so fierce, why haven't you dealt with it yet?"

"It's not time yet," "I said I have money," the boy walked to his side, and showed his mastermind points interface in front of the two of them without hesitation.

One zero two zeros... eight zeros nine zeros ten zeros...

"Fuck," the young man cursed in a low voice, this is probably the richest owner he has ever seen, and his point is not even a fraction of others' fractions.

It's just a comparison of people, it's maddening.

The boy looked at him stubbornly, "I'll give you all the money, please let me take a look."

"..."

Hundreds of millions of funds to buy a glance?

When he came out to sell it? ! !

After counting the number of points, the waiter at the Pianshengdian nodded and commented, "This is a rich man," he asked the young man, "What are you looking at? Why don't you give me half of the money, and I'll let you see it, don't say it." It’s just one look, seventy, eighty or ninety will do.”

This profiteer also started a business by the way? ! !

The boy replied honestly, "I want to see him."

"Look at him? What are you looking at?" The waiter in the shop couldn't figure it out for a while, isn't he right here.

"I want to see what he looks like."

"It's that simple?" The young man took off the bamboo hat as soon as the shop waiter finished speaking, "Look."

It's even better than imagined.

Even though his expression was a little lazy and impatient, it was still pleasing to the eye.

The young man stared at him blankly, without looking away for a long time.

The young man looked at him and asked suspiciously, "Why are you blushing?"

"What else can I do," the waiter said teasingly, "You are good-looking, I have already told you that one day if you are useless, you can survive just by showing off your face. When the time comes, you will come to me and I will take care of you." You're making millions every day."

"roll."

The young man threw the bamboo hat on the counter and knocked on the table, "Remember the money first, and a bottle of Hantan incense."

The waiter turned around to get the wine, muttering, "It's not me, you have done a lot of things for others over the years, and those favors have long been paid off, and you can't just keep doing it for free. I don’t have enough money, I can’t afford to support myself, and when others hear about it, the famous law enforcement officer can’t even afford a bottle of wine, and he’s so poor that he can’t bear to change his weapon, I’m guessing Big Tooth will laugh it off.”

As he said, he glanced at the young man, "Even a child is much richer than you now, you don't want to be ashamed."

"I'm not a child."

The shop waiter didn't bother to argue with him, so he responded casually, "Yes, you are not a child."

The young man glanced at him instead, "How old were you?"

"23."

"23?" The waiter looked him up and down, then turned to ask the young man, "What's going on?"

"He has something on him." The young man took the wine in his hand, "Mo Jue."

"That thing," the waiter thought thoughtfully, "is it really broken?"

"It's okay for me to lie to you?" The young man said angrily, and found a place by the window to sit down.

The boy also sat beside him.

The young man raised his eyelids, glanced at him lazily, poured a glass of wine without speaking, and took a sip slowly.

There was no other customer in the wine shop, and the business was extremely deserted, so the shop waiter was not worried, so he dug out an ancient book from the bottom, spread it on the counter, and just read it.

The wind and dust settle down, and the birds don't startle their dreams.

This is the first day on the lore list.