Rebirth in the End of the World: My Little Godly Man

Riding a motorcycle into the villa area, Mo Yanshu looked at the people on both sides of the road and suddenly fell into deep thought.

The deeper he went, the deeper his frown deepened.

This place is simply a disaster...

Rather than being another shelter, this place is more like a black market where the strong prey on the weak.

The streets were filled with garbage, and some people, most of them elderly, slept on the garbage.

After riding the motorcycle for a while, they passed a motorcycle parking lot and parked their motorcycle in an empty space inside.

Walking to the other side of the parking lot, I heard a sharp scolding: "Hey! Old man! It's a blessing for you to sleep here! Why are you looking so droopy?" The voice was full of disdain and ridicule.

I saw a group of energetic young men dressed in very non-mainstream styles pushing a ragged old man into the garbage dump, cursing at him all the time.

The uncle lowered his head with an expression of deep despair on his face. His clothes looked tattered and a strange smell emanated from his body.

Li Muchen clenched his fists and looked in that direction with an increasingly cold look in his eyes. Just as he was about to rush over there, Mo Yanshu grabbed him, frowned, and shook his head at him.

No one around cares about this matter. If they wanted to, it would probably attract the attention of people around them.

There should be quite a few people fighting in this place every day, but fighting cannot be for other people...

Li Muchen turned his head to look at Mo Yanshu. Mo Yanshu saw the anxiety in his eyes and tightened his grip on his wrist. He shook his head at Li Muchen again.

Li Muchen lowered his eyes slightly, clenched his fists tightly, and his whole body was shaking slightly.

At this time, a little purple-haired boy standing on the edge turned his head and looked at the two of them. Seeing the two of them standing here, the little purple-haired boy looked them up and down with an unscrupulous look.

Mo Yanshu looked at that person...

At this moment……

If a head comes to your door, then you should accept it...

"What are you looking at?" Mo Yanshu let go of the hand that was holding Li Muchen, and a scornful smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

This was the first time Li Muchen saw such an expression on Mo Yanshu's face, with a hint of sarcasm in his indifference.

The purple-haired spirited young man in front of him seemed to be irritated by his eyes and spat: "Look at what's wrong with you? You just tuck your tail between your legs when I pass by you, get out of here as far as you can. Do you know who my big brother is?"

"Hmm?" Mo Yanshu raised his eyebrows provocatively at the little purple-haired boy, "I don't care who your eldest brother is! I'm just about to talk to my eldest brother about what's going on here!"

The hooligans who had been surrounding the uncle at the garbage dump probably heard the quarrel here and turned to look at them one by one.

"Your elder brother?" The purple-haired energetic young man had a hint of doubt on his face. "Who is your elder brother?"

"Wei Sha." Mo Yanshu directly reported the name he got from the two gangsters.

"Hahahahahahaha!" The crowd burst into laughter.

Mo Yanshu didn't understand what was going on, but he didn't show it on his face and still looked calm.

"Wei Sha, that idiot, he became your big brother purely by luck! Don't make me laugh to death... Get lost! Go where it's cooler!"

The energetic young man with purple hair waved his hands, his face speechless, his eyes turned contemptuous: "For the sake of being a fellow patrolman, I advise you not to cause trouble..."

"I heard that as long as I can fight, I can replace the person above me at any time, right?" Mo Yanshu chuckled and spoke casually.

"Oh! You are so brave! Seeing how delicate you two are, it's hard for us to beat you! This is the first time I see someone rushing to die!"

Before the man finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed the next second. He looked at Mo Yanshu and the other man with a ferocious look in his eyes, and rushed forward with his leg raised!

Mo Yanshu was not in a hurry. He saw the right moment and raised his hand to pull the purple-haired kid's leg. The little purple-haired kid lost his balance and was knocked to the ground by him...

The field suddenly became quiet.

Someone at the back of the crowd gasped.

Mo Yanshu tilted his head, looked at the little purple-haired boy on the ground, squinted his eyes and smiled: "Who did you just say was sending himself to die?"

"MD! This was my mistake! Third and fifth brothers! Why don't you help me up! What are you looking at! There are only two of them! Wei Shark's people actually dared to challenge us!" The little purple-haired boy widened his eyes and raised his hand to slap the ground hard while speaking!

The person behind him seemed to have just reacted after hearing what he said. He hurried forward to help him up and looked at Mo Yanshu and Li Muchen vigilantly.

"Do you want to come together, or take me to find your boss?" Mo Yanshu's eyes were stern, with murderous intent in them.

Li Muchen looked at Mo Yanshu with some concern.

He thought Mo Yanshu was a conservative and was planning to sneak in and infiltrate slowly...

Looking at the current situation, how come Mo Yanshu is more capable of causing trouble than him...

Little Zimao clenched his fists and looked at Mo Yanshu with gritted teeth. He didn't know what Mo Yanshu had just done to him. Until now, his arms have been numb and he couldn't use any strength.

"I'll say it again, take me to find this big brother you mentioned." Mo Yanshu's eyes were sharp and he left no room for doubt.

Little Purple Hair stood there without moving, but the third and fifth brothers behind him looked at each other.

Lao Wu inadvertently patted the person behind him lightly, then stood forward to block the way.

Mo Yanshu chuckled and took another step forward: "Take me to find your eldest brother, or let's fight and then take me to find your eldest brother?"

His voice was gentle, but contained a hint of menace.

Several people looked at each other. Before the purple-haired man could speak, a young man with dyed yellow-brown hair standing behind him suddenly spoke up: "Brother, I think what he said makes some sense. Instead of all of us getting beaten, it's better to let the eldest brother get beaten alone..."

Li Muchen: Σ( ° °|||) wow~

Does your brother know that you said that...

The little purple-haired boy pondered for a moment, turned around and whispered something to the people around him, then turned back quickly: "Okay! What did you do to my arm? It's numb... I'll lead the way for you. You can just bend my arm and stop hitting me, okay?"

Mo Yanshu looked at Li Muchen after hearing this, and then a kind smile appeared on his face again: "Of course. Come here."

Mo Yanshu hooked his finger at him.

The little purple-haired boy frowned and slowly moved towards Mo Yanshu and the others.

Mo Yanshu chuckled, leaned forward and pulled: "Okay. Now it's your turn to fulfill your promise."

The little purple-haired boy shook his arm, his eyes full of vigilance, and whispered, "Okay, but I can only take you downstairs."

"Well, I won't betray you." Mo Yanshu slightly raised the corners of his lips and responded.

Little Purple Hair looked at him doubtfully, but finally compromised and said, "Let's go."

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