In Qin Mu's heart, there were 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping.

Somebody came over and explained what the gold bars were all about? Several people looked at each other, even Yu Xiu was at a loss, if it weren't for his expression, Qin Mu would have mistakenly thought that this guy had fled with all his net worth because he was suspended and hunted down, although it is impossible for a captain to have gold bars, but maybe Yu Xiu just bought a small one? I have been a captain for so many years, and it is normal to have a little deposit.

In addition, if you run away, it is much better to carry gold bars than to carry a passbook.

Yu Xiu was at a loss, and suddenly he was surrounded by the gang of people in Huajie, and he had never been so enthusiastic before, so he had to mutter: "There are no gold bars in this backpack." ”

The problem now is not what is in the backpack, but what others think can be put in the backpack, Qin Mu had a gloomy face, looked at the crowd that gathered more and more, and stood still in front of everyone, the backpack was carried by Zhao Laoshi, and this goods was located in the center of the entire team, they were all people in front of and behind, and judging from the costumes, they seemed to be poor people.

Qin Mu frowned, he didn't remember, how could there have been so many poor people in Flower Street, looking up, the entire Flower Street was still the Flower Street he was familiar with, but the people on the street dazzled him, there were three religions and nine streams, and there were everyone.

More and more people came around, and the greedy people in their eyes stared at Zhao Laoshi, oh no, staring at the duffel bag in Zhao Laoshi's hand, if it weren't for Qin Mu's face was gloomy like water, standing in front of the team and acting as a door god, I am afraid that the other party would have rushed over.

The law enforcers standing on the periphery are just watching the show, none of them come to stop the gathering of the crowd, such a scene is staged every day, all the people who go to the flower street for refuge will be treated like this, without exception, fortunately, the people on the flower street do not go out on the street, so the road at the intersection of the street has become the dividing line between the two parties, and the law enforcers on the opposite side are just watching the fire, and no one wants to rush up.

The biggest reason why the people in front of them have not been stripped by the homeless people in Huajie until now is that the 2,000 yuan that Qin Mu gave away before played a slight role, but it will not change the result of them being stripped naked after the most, this is the hospitality method of Huajie, in order to prevent the law enforcers from mixing in with people, after all, in the entire Ningcheng, there is only Huajie here, and it will not be touched by the law enforcers.

If you want to seek asylum, you have to pay a price.

The people around Qin Mu were ready to move, but the Taoist priest in front of him had extremely fierce eyes, especially the few little beggars who had received his money before, only to feel numb on the top of their heads, as if a knife was gently scraping, which made people fearful, but the temptation of gold bars was still greater than the temptation of death, and everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to look at Qin Mu in their eyes, there was a faint fire hidden.

No one seemed to question what the previous child said, his nose was so special that he could smell things that others couldn't, such as wealth, and under his leadership, there were already several people who had sought refuge in Flower Street, honestly handed over their wealth and became a member of the Flower Street homeless people.

In the county annals of Huajie later, there is such a record, saying that this period of time has become the most frequent period of decline of the rich in Ningcheng, in order to survive, many rich people paid high prices to buy their lives, and the person who took the rich man's money after the most is still missing.

There are more and more crowds, more than never before, Qin Mu is holding a few runes in his hands, and he is angry in his heart, but he also knows that he can't complain about them, first, they are just outcasts and don't know Qin Mu, and second, even if they do, they can't recognize it, Qin Mu at this time is disguised.

Thinking of this, Qin Mu was a little puzzled, he was pretending to be Mao before?

When the crowd grew, a small dirty hand stretched out from the crowd, but his purpose was not the schoolbag carried by Zhao Laoshi, but - Zhao Laoshi's ass wrapped under the tight red dress.

"Damn!" I only heard Zhao Laoshi yelling like this, and threw the bag in his hand directly to the monk who was at a loss behind him, and rushed into the crowd to clean up the daring little rabbit cub, Nima, a dignified policeman, actually let a little beggar be rude, how can this work?

The monk held the bag with a puzzled face, and suddenly found that the eyes of the people around him immediately turned red, and he didn't know who roared, only to feel that the people around him pounced, and everyone's hand reached out to the bag, and the monk had to bow his waist, opened the King Kong Demon Circle, and put the bag under him, resisting the fists and attacks of many people.

The monk who opened the Vajra Demon Circle was completely an old turtle who couldn't move, and the general psychic people didn't take him seriously, not to mention that he was just an ordinary person, everyone only felt that their hands and feet were going to be broken, and the other party was still as immobile as a mountain, like a stone in that thing, smelly and hard.

At the moment when the crowd rushed over, Qin Mu also pounced on the crowd, of course, his rune was useless, he just used his own fists and feet to fight the opponent with a punch and a kick.

But it turns out that Qin Mu is really not the material for fighting, if it weren't for Zhao Lao's help from time to time, I'm afraid that Qin Mu would have already turned into a pig's head by now, even with the help of people like Zhao Laoshi who still have a bit of foundation in fighting, Qin Mu hung up, the beard on his face was half torn off, and the corners of his eyes were still dark.

Qin Mu was holding back the fire in his heart, whoever hit him, he would punch him, no matter where he hit, he would fan after the fist was finished, bite when he was done, and grab it after biting.

For a while, Qin Mu's disorganized and almost scoundrel style of play prevailed, although there was color on his face, the crowd who could confront Qin Mu retreated slightly in fear, especially the few people who were close to Qin Mu, their faces were all bright red blood marks, Qin Mu now felt that there were more flesh threads stuffed in his fingernails, and he could vaguely see the blood lines in his hands.

Zhao Laoshi's side is using orthodox fighting techniques, but he is also clear-eyed, at least several people in the crowd have dislocated him, his arms are hanging weakly, and gradually no one dares to approach, because Zhao Laoshi and Qin Mu are one left and one right, protecting Yu Nan Yuxiu and the monk in the middle of the team, so when the crowd confronting them began to be timid, the two sides stopped and confronted each other breathlessly.

After a fight, Zhao Laoshi's red skirt was torn a lot, revealing the strong muscles on his thighs, Gu Yong directly shaved Zhao Laoshi's leg hair in order to spoof, and the most outrageous thing is that in this chaotic fight where he couldn't find his underwear, Zhao Laoshi's curly hair that reached to his waist had not been torn off, which was really a miracle.

This lasted for about a few minutes, and the crowd gradually dispersed, and Qiu Lao Liu appeared at the end of the crowd with a calm face.