Major General's Shura Field

Mu Bin stared blankly in front of the TV for a long time, the picture on the screen had switched to the next game, and the identification machine was beeping "Didi", reminding customers that the results of the different weeds had been identified, but Mu Bin could no longer hear it, he Now my mind is full of the host's words - Bailichen's record.

The surname Baili is rare in the first place, and there are not many in Sumei Star, and the probability of the same name and surname is extremely small. So Bailichen once participated in the challenge of the "Ten Hells" in the Colosseum. Bai Lichen was not yet 20 years old, how much suffering did he experience at that time.

In fact, when he was a little older, Bai Lichen left Walker's bar to make a living by himself. He fought black boxing in the Colosseum for a while, and was forced to participate in the challenge of "Ten Hells" because he was framed by his opponent. , he didn't intend to win [-] gold coins, so he stopped the challenge after passing the eighth level.

At that time, he was seriously injured and had to leave the Colosseum to start a new job. However, the record he set has been kept in the Colosseum and has not been broken until now.

The door of the private room was pushed open, Mu Bin came back to his senses, looked at the waiter at the door, the waiter bowed and asked Mu Bin: "Guest, it's time in 5 minutes, would you like to leave or renew?"

Mu Bin was so absorbed in the challenge that an hour had passed before he knew it, and he had seven gold coins left on him, so he naturally had no money to renew, and he was not in the mood to continue the appraisal. He hurried to the machine, The result of Scallion has been identified——B grade medium weed.

Because it is a B-level weed, there is an additional option in the lower right corner of the appraisal result - send it for auction. The auction site on the East Street is next to the appraisal center. The auction is held every ten days. There is more money in the auction, but it does not rule out the possibility of passing the auction or being auctioned off at a low price, so the specific amount of money that can be auctioned depends entirely on luck.

If it is sent to the auction house for auction, the appraisal center will also provide the customer with a sign. Ten days later, the guest will take this sign to the appraisal center to collect the auction proceeds, which is more troublesome than selling it directly to the appraisal center.

Mu Bin looked at the purchase price of the appraisal center—five thousand gold coins. This price is neither high nor low. It is a great fortune for Mu Bin. He didn't bother to bother, so he directly chose to sell it to the appraisal center.

Fortunately, at the East Street Appraisal Center, all the weed appraisal behaviors of customers are kept confidential. In order to protect the privacy of customers, except for the top management, other people do not even know which box the purchased weeds came from. The probability of three bets and three hits is likely to cause another uproar.

Mu Bin didn't have the intention to identify the remaining two Polygonatum odoratums. He left the private room and left directly after exchanging the gold coins. Today, he earned 360 gold coins. not tall.

Over the past few days, he felt that he was gradually uncovering Bai Lichen's old wounds and understanding his past little by little, but he didn't want to know at this time.

Mu Bin returned to the west of the city all the way from the East Street, and finally he calmed down a bit. He didn't eat at noon, and he was somewhat hungry at this time. He bought something to eat while passing by the market. He took a piece of cake and ate it while walking back.

After living in the slums for a few days, Mu Bin barely got used to the stench in the air. Now he is in this kind of environment and can leisurely nibble on the cake in his hand.

When passing by the huge rubbish mountain on West Street, Mu Bin found an old man who had lost his legs lying on the side of the road. Because it is rare to see old people in the slums, Mu Bin couldn't help but take a few more glances.

The old man's eyes fell on the garbage mountain not far away. Mu Bin followed his gaze and saw a four or five-year-old child rummaging through garbage and looking for food beside the garbage mountain.

Because of his young age, long-term malnutrition, thin body, and lack of membership in any small groups, he was always bullied. The other gangsters snatched it away, and once he tried to protect the food, he would be punched and kicked by others.

The child was robbed of food several times, and his eyes were red with grievances, but he did not cry out. Tears are the most useless thing here. He touched the wound on his body, turned around and went back to the garbage mountain to continue looking for food .

The old man lying on the side of the road made an "ahhh" sound, as if he wanted to call the child back, only then did Mu Bin realize that the old man seemed to be dumb.

When Mu Bin walked by, the child's eyes fell on the cake in Mu Bin's hand. He stared at the cake, his eyes showed longing, but he also knew that it was not something he could expect. The child licked his chapped lips, turned around Continue to rummage through the trash.

Mu Bin suddenly felt that the cake in his hand was hard to swallow. After thinking for a while, he walked up to the old man and handed the remaining half of the cake to the old man.

The old man looked up at Mu Bin, his cloudy eyes revealed panic and uneasiness, Mu Bin smiled at him, and passed the cake forward again.

Perhaps it was because Mu Bin's eyes were too clean, which made the old man let go of his guard. He took the cake tremblingly, and tried his best to stand up and kowtow to Mu Bin to thank him. Mu Bin wanted to reach out to help, but he stopped halfway , the old man was really dirty, he couldn't let go of his hands for a while, feeling that he couldn't bear to help him, so he had to turn to the side to avoid the old man's thanks.

The old man thanked Mu Bin, and said "ah" to the child who was still picking up trash, the child seemed to understand what the old man meant, turned around and ran back to the old man, the old man stuffed the cake into the child's hand, and pointed He pointed at Mu Bin.

Holding the cake in his hand, the child knelt down in front of Mu Bin with a "plop", and Mu Bin quickly avoided, "You don't need to thank me, you can eat quickly."

The child carefully divided the cake into two parts, handed the big part to the old man, and then took the small part and ate it. He ate too fast, and the cake was too dry. He also kept his mouth tightly shut when he coughed, for fear of choking out this hard-won food.

Mu Bin felt distressed when he saw it, and took out a bottle of water from the safety buckle and handed it to the child. The child took a big gulp, and then quickly finished the rest of the cake.

Holding the water bottle, the child looked at Mu Bin timidly, and asked in a low voice, "I...can I give my grandpa some water?"

In the slums, drinking water is also bought with money. The grandparents and grandchildren can't drink water at all. When they are extremely thirsty, they find some heavily polluted sewage to drink.

Mu Bin nodded, "This water is for you."

The old man took the water and said "ah" to Mu Bin gratefully. He is getting old and his swallowing function has deteriorated, so he can't gobble up like a child. He chews the cake slowly, breaking off a small piece from time to time to feed the child.

With Mu Bin squatting there, the others did not dare to blatantly grab the cake from the grandparents and grandchildren, but those children were not good at it. Seeing Mu Bin's good temper and weak temperament, they started to bully him .

Seeing that his grandparents and grandson had finished eating the cake, Mu Bin got up and was about to go home, but just as he took two steps, he was surrounded by a group of brats, who grabbed Mu Bin's clothes with their dirty hands, In an instant, several dirty handprints were left on Mu Bin's clothes.

Mu Bin recognized that among this group of brats, there was also a child who was taught by Bailichen by spitting in a bucket at the door of his house a few days ago.

"Brother, give us a bite to eat."

"Brother, I want to eat cake too."

"Brother, I want to drink water, can you give me a bottle of water?"

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The bear children surrounded Mu Bin, pushing and shoving, not letting Mu Bin leave, assuming that he would not give up until he was given food, Mu Bin pushed one away and entangled that, and was caught by the bear children for a while. There was a lot of trouble.

Just when Mu Bin was in a dilemma, suddenly a clear young voice sounded not far away: "Let go of Mu Mu!"

Mu Bin looked up, and saw Shelley standing at the street with his hips akimbo, staring at the group of brats. He was beautiful, and he didn't have much deterrent effect when he got angry, but the brats knew that Shelley belonged to Ji Yang, the cave tyrant. For mistresses, messing with Shelley is equivalent to slapping Ji Yang in the face. Ji Yang will never let them go, so they all dispersed at once.

Mu Bin heaved a sigh of relief. He looked at his clothes that had been soiled by the brats, and couldn't help feeling a headache. Shelley didn't dislike the dirt on Mu Bin's body, and ran over to hug Mu Bin in a few steps. "Mumu, I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss Mumu so much!"

In fact, the so-called "long time" is only two days!

When Mu Bin was hugged by Shelley, he felt a round bead on his chest. He thought that Shelley, like Bessie, kept the moon dew stone on his chest.

Shelley took a few puffs from Mu Bin's neck, let go of his hand contentedly, and put his arm on Mu Bin's shoulder instead. He asked curiously, "Mu Mu, why are those children pestering you?"

Mu Bin pointed to the grandparents and grandchildren not far away, and said: "I just gave them a piece of cake, and then I was entangled by these children."

Shelley looked in the direction Mu Bin pointed, frowned, and said, "Mu Mu, Yang Yang told me that in West Street, you can't just give food to others."

It stands to reason that with Shelley's identity, he would not be as miserable as himself. Surrounded by a group of brats, Mu Bin was a little surprised: "Why?"

Shelley wrinkled her nose and said, "I don't know either, Yang Yang only said that it would hurt them."

Mu Bin didn't understand the deep meaning of it, but he didn't delve into it either. According to Ji Yang's virtue, it's strange to give food to others, right?

Through Shelley's explanation, Mu Bin knew that the grandparents and grandchildren originally lived in a dilapidated shed on West Street. The dilapidated shed was occupied by a homeless man, and the grandparent and grandson were driven out, so they had to temporarily settle down beside the garbage mountain.

In West Street, all morals and rules are jokes. As long as the fist is strong enough, it is a common thing to rob other people's houses with strength, but if you can rob others, others can rob you.

From this point of view, Bailichen is quite reasonable. At least the house Mu Bin lives in is bought by Bailichen with savings. With Bailichen's strength, it is not difficult to grab a house to live in.

Yes, relying on Bailichen's strength, he is the only challenger who has passed eight levels in the "Ten Hell" of the Colosseum. Thinking of this, Mu Bin's heart became heavy again, and he secretly made up his mind that he must treat him well. Bailichen made up for all the sufferings he had suffered.

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