In the dirty street, a boy with a dull expression was rummaging through the trash can to find something to fill his stomach.

He was wearing a pair of gray long-sleeved trousers, with stains all over his body covering the numbers on them. In this cold winter, this worn-out clothes looked a little thin, but he didn't seem to feel cold at all.

The boy looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, like a mixed race, with black eyes and black hair but three-dimensional facial features like those of Europeans and Americans. The combination of these two characteristics formed his handsome and heroic face.

(No one should spray me because of this appearance description, I know Asians also have three-dimensional facial features.)
The boy's face became dirty due to the wandering during this period, his face was covered with stains and mud from his hands, although it was already like this, his delicate skin could still be seen.

The boy finally found half a piece of expired bread in the trash can, and his dull eyes lit up because of this. He quickly and carefully wrapped the bread in wrapping paper to prevent his hands from getting the food dirty.

Then he quickly stuffed the bread into his mouth, and swallowed it in two or three mouthfuls. The dry bread was a bit choking, and the boy ate it a little too fast, so he coughed a little.

"Cough, cough, cough!" The boy quickly patted his chest, picked up the water bottle next to him, which contained another harvest he had just dug through the trash, half a bottle of mineral water.

The boy quickly unscrewed the cap of the bottle and poured himself several mouthfuls of cold water to keep himself from choking so much.

The boy forgot why he appeared here, his name and all his past.

He only remembered waking up from the coast, then wandering aimlessly, and finally settled on this street, because there are often a lot of leftover food in the trash cans here.

After the boy gobbled up half a piece of bread and water in a few mouthfuls, this food was not enough for him to fill his stomach, so the boy rummaged in the trash can again.

Just as the boy was turning vigorously, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Hey! Damn yellow-skinned monkey, if you two don't want to eat bullets, just hand over the money to me!"

The boy heard the sound and looked around, only to realize that there were three more people in the alley at some point, and one of them was holding a gun and shouting loudly at a middle-aged couple opposite.

The couple are both yellow-skinned Asians, and they both look simple and honest.

It seemed that he had just finished work, and when he was passing by this alley, he was suddenly robbed.

The man looked very simple and honest. He nervously protected his wife behind him, and then took out his wallet tremblingly.

The woman also stood nervously behind the man, clutching his clothes tightly.

The man took out the money and could only consider himself unlucky, who made him encounter robbers. This kind of situation used to be more common, but now because of the presence of evil spirits and masked heroes, it is not very common anymore.

Although the current crime rate has dropped a lot, it does not mean that it is completely gone. There are still some people who are dazzled by money and will take risks.

The robber looked at the whining man and shouted impatiently: "Damn it! Do you have Parkinson's? Why are you moving so slowly? I'll give you another ten seconds. If you can't get the money, I'll let you taste the bullet!"

The man became even more nervous when he heard the news. He and his lover opened a Chinese restaurant, and they would indeed take home the money they usually earn and save it regularly.

But because he lost money once before, the man sewed an inner pocket into his trousers so that the money would not be lost easily.

It is indeed not easy to lose money now, but it is not easy to take it out, so I have always had some ink marks, but now I was frightened by the robber's loud shout, and my movements became more messy.

The robber looked impatiently at the man who kept pulling out his pants.

In his opinion, this hateful Asian man is deliberately delaying time. Since the man is teasing him like this, he should give this man some color.

The robber looked ruthless, lowered the muzzle of the gun and fired a shot at the man's leg.

The man fell to the ground in response, wailing continuously on the ground, and the woman next to him was also frightened, holding the man and crying uncontrollably.

Finally, the woman took out the money, and the robber snatched it.

"Hehehe, today's harvest is really good! It's not in vain for me to take such a big risk." Looking at the thick money in his hand, the robber smiled on his ugly face, looking so hideous and ugly.

The robber put the money into his pocket, then raised his gun and said to the crying man and the crying woman on the ground: "Seeing that you are so sad, then I will show you mercy and send you a ride. Anyway, there are so many of you yellow-skinned monkeys, it doesn't matter if one or two die."

After speaking, the robber showed a ferocious smile, pointed the gun at the men and women on the ground, and prepared to pull the trigger.

Seeing the robber's actions, the man who fell on the ground only felt a burst of despair and regret. He should have resisted and let his wife run away when he was there.

Originally, he wanted to save money and eliminate disasters. If he directly resisted, he might hurt his wife.

But I didn't expect that this crazy robber would take the money and want their lives.

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in the world, and a man has no way to predict the future. He can only protect his wife in his arms, let himself bear the consequences, and hope to leave a glimmer of life for his wife.

The robber was holding a gun and grinning about to shoot, but he was kicked directly to the wall by a sudden kick. His whole body bones were broken by the kick, and the vitality of his whole body quickly disappeared.

The robber was kicked against the wall, and then his bones were broken and his internal organs were broken and he died.

The couple, who were sitting paralyzed on the ground, looked up when they heard the sound, and saw that the robber just now had already vomited blood and died by the wall.

A boy with red eyes and a dirty body was panting and staring viciously at the robber who died by the wall.

Suddenly, a black shadow fell from the sky and landed between the boy and the couple. The shadow that came was Meng Ran.

As soon as Meng Ran landed, the boy's red eyes locked on Meng Ran instantly, and then kicked him again.

Meng Ran looked at the attacking boy, ignored him and turned to check the man's injuries.

Just when the boy was about to attack Meng Ran, a thick and long black tentacle appeared from behind Meng Ran, and directly whipped the boy away.

Meng Ran, who was squatting on the ground to treat his injuries, kept moving his hands, completely ignoring the boy who was about to attack him and then was thrown out.

Soon Meng Ran took care of the injuries, tied the bandages on the men, and helped them up.

"Thank you! I know you are an evil ghost, thank you so much!" The man's face, which was a little pale due to excessive blood loss, showed a smile of the rest of his life, and sincerely thanked Meng Ran.

The woman finally stopped being afraid and followed the man to thank Meng Ran.

Meng Ran responded with a hoarse voice: "You're welcome, go home quickly, remember to go to the hospital for a blood transfusion first, he lost a lot of blood."

"I'll take care of this dead man and that boy, you don't need to worry about it."

The man and the woman nodded when they heard the words, and supported each other and left the alley.

Just after walking a few steps, the woman turned around to look at Meng Ran again, and said with some difficulty, "Although I know this is rude, I still want to ask you to spare that boy's life. I can feel that he wants to protect us."

"He didn't mean anything to you, but he was a little impulsive. I'm really sorry for bothering you." The woman apologized to Meng Ran after she finished speaking.

Meng Ran paused, then said, "I understand."

The woman also helped the man to leave the alley after hearing the words.

Meng Ran looked at the backs of the two leaving, and thought to himself: "It seems that you saved the wrong person, irritable brother."

Then Meng Ran turned around and looked at the boy who had just stood up after being whipped into the garbage dump.

The redness in the boy's eyes has faded, replaced by the same confusion as before.

He looked at Meng Ran dressed as a ghost, as if he was thinking about who this person was, what he did just now, and why he always felt a little pain on his face.

Looking at the confused boy, Meng Ran was also a little puzzled, why did this boy look mediocre and not very smart.

Putting away the complaints in his heart, Meng Ran immediately asked, "Child, who are you?"

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