Vicious cannon fodder is prohibited for beauties to play

The City of Life and Death is located at the border between the human world and the Northern Wilderness Demon Realm. It is a chaotic area where humans, demons, and monsters are mixed together and there is no order at all.

Because there is neither the governance of the human emperor nor the takeover of the sects in the world of cultivation, it is a notorious lawless area. As a result, many evil people who have committed capital crimes and vicious demons who are causing chaos everywhere also like to come here, so that the public security in the city is extremely chaotic, and whether you can survive depends entirely on luck and means.

In other words, those who can survive here all have their own way of survival.

The outside world actually has a deep misunderstanding about this place, that is, the City of Life and Death is not as poor and desolate as outsiders think.

On the contrary, the city is undoubtedly much more prosperous than many remote areas.

There are tall buildings and streets extending in all directions. Various shops are busy on the street and there are also many snack stalls.

The first things to become lively in the morning are naturally the shops and stalls selling breakfast food. The aroma of the food is carried by the steaming hot air and drifts for miles along the street, soon attracting many early risers.

"Waiter, give me two beef-filled buns and a pot of sweet soy milk. Take them away."

"Okay, here are your two beef buns and a pot of soy milk, please take them..."

The waiter at the breakfast shop handed over a bun wrapped in oil paper. Just as the customer was about to take it, an unusually short figure suddenly rushed out from the side.

It was no exaggeration to say that it was like a wild dog that suddenly jumped out, bit the oil-paper bag in Xiao Er's hand, and even knocked over the customer who was taking out copper coins to pay the bill, and ran to the side using both hands and feet.

"My money..." The customer quickly bent down to pick up the copper coin that had fallen to the ground and was rolling forward.

"Fuck you! You're the beggar boy again. I'm going to knock your teeth out today!"

The waiter was furious and rushed out of the shop to chase after the figure who had snatched the buns.

Even though he is just a waiter in a bun shop, he is at least a physical cultivator. Not only is he physically strong, but he is also very fast on his feet.

The beggar kid in his mouth rushed out a long distance in the blink of an eye, scaring passers-by and causing them to curse continuously. He even almost knocked over someone's stall, but he was as slippery as a loach. Not only was he not caught by the people who tried to catch him along the way, he even had time to tear open the oil paper and forcefully stuff the bun, which was bigger than his two fists, into his throat.

After he stuffed one in, he got stuck when he was trying to stuff the second one in, and the waiter from the bun shop caught up with him.

He kicked him on the back without any mercy, and the little beggar was kicked flying.

It was a blessing in disguise, as the half of the meat bun that was choking in his throat was kicked out, saving his precarious life.

"Run! I'll see if you can still run!"

The waiter from the bun shop walked over in two or three steps and picked up the little beggar.

At this time, the area was quickly filled with passers-by who came to watch the fun. However, they saw that the little beggar was caught and not only did he not cry or beg for mercy, but he was even trying hard to stuff half of the bun in his other hand into his mouth.

The waiter at the bun shop was furious when he saw this and slapped the little beggar. Not only did his nose bleed, but the only remaining half of the bun was also knocked away and fell to the ground.

He looked at the bun that had rolled to the ground with pity, then turned to look at the waiter. On his dirty face, the pink pupils in his pair of eyes with upturned tails had turned vertical like those of a cold-blooded animal.

The waiter paused, "How dare you show your teeth to me?"

He raised his hand and slapped the little beggar again, then threw him heavily to the ground.

"Tsk, waiter, stop hitting me, I'll kill you..."

"Oh, so he didn't steal your things, but you felt sorry for him, so you paid for him?" The waiter stretched out his hand towards the person who spoke.

The man who spoke shrank back and said, "Why should I pay him? I'm just kindly reminding you that if you beat him to death, not only will no one pay for the buns, but you'll also get into trouble."

The waiter glared at him and said, "I'll beat a beggar to death if I want. How dare you cause trouble for me?"

"I can tell from the looks of it that you've just arrived at Life and Death City. This guy may be useless, but his mother is not someone you can easily mess with. I heard that she's even been after our city lord recently. If you want to kill him, be prepared to lose everything."

The waiter was very surprised to hear this.

He looked intently at the little beggar who was lying on the ground, having been kicked and slapped twice by him and had just fallen heavily to the ground.

Although he reduced his strength, most people would not be able to withstand these few blows. Even if they didn't die, they would be half-crippled.

But this kid not only managed to get up from the ground, he even dared to look up at him with a cold gaze.

The man looked to be no more than four or five years old, with his head wrapped in several layers of white cloth. There were dark brown bloodstains and dirt mixed together on the cloth near his forehead. I don't know how long it has been since the white cloth was changed. It was extremely dirty.

The little beggar was dirty all over, wearing tattered clothes and without even a pair of shoes. His fingers and toes were covered in black mud, and the only thing visible on his face was his eyes - which were actually a pair of beautiful eyes.

“How dare you stare at me!” The waiter was amused by the ferocious look of the little beggar. “How many times have you come to steal my buns this month? I let you go a few times because I felt sorry for you, but you don’t know how to be grateful. You are even worse. Today you robbed me openly? Don’t think that I can’t do anything to you because there are no laws in Life and Death City. Even if I beat you to death, your death will be in vain!”

He reached out and grabbed the little beggar by the collar and was about to continue teaching him a lesson.

Unexpectedly, the little beggar suddenly jumped up and bit his wrist hard.

This time, the waiter was not prepared for the other party's "sharp teeth and sharp tongue", and his wrist was bitten directly. The pain made the veins on his neck bulge. He could no longer control his temper, and threw the little beggar to the ground, and kicked him in the chest and abdomen.

The little beggar's chest collapsed visibly, and blood gushed out of his mouth and nose. It was obvious that he was dying.

The onlookers sighed and saw blood dripping from the waiter's wrist. In fact, a piece of flesh on his wrist was torn off because he had just forcefully pushed the little beggar away. It was... really tragic.

There is not much sympathy for the little beggar.

On the contrary, the person who spoke just now was sincerely worried about the waiter. "Although the mother of this little beggar doesn't treat him as a human being, if she knew that you beat him to death, she would definitely come to your house to blackmail you. You... well, it's just two buns, not worth it."

The waiter said, "Let her come! If she dares to come, I will ask her to pay back the money she stole from me for the buns she stole several times!"

"It seems like this kid may not survive..."

"Has anyone informed his mother? At least someone can come and collect his body? Otherwise, when the city patrol comes and drags him away, I don't know where they will end up."

"You are just being so kind. It's none of your business. I asked you to come out to buy breakfast and you came here to join in the fun! Come back with me..."

After the excitement, the show soon dispersed.

The little beggar was lying on the side of the street like a puddle of mud. People passing by would just glance at him at most, then quickly look away and walk away as if it had nothing to do with them.

It was early winter on earth and the weather was very cold. Soon, tiny snowflakes began to fall.

The little beggar was lying on his back, his chest was abnormally sunken, and the blood from his mouth and nose was flowing more and more along with the snowflakes.

No one looked here again.

Only beside the little beggar, there was a ball of light that no one could see. It was jumping up and down anxiously, and the flickering light seemed to be trying to shout something.