"Go and go." Zhang Shuan snorted very hard, looking disdainful of joining the two rich people.

"Let's go, brother, don't pay attention to these two guys who are looking down on the low-key people. I'll take you to have a good meal." He held the beggar's shoulder intimately, as if he was not afraid of being dirty at all, and walked towards the other side.

The Soul-Devourer was a little confused.

I was taken away by this guy in a daze and left here.

"Cousin, where did you recognize such a weird person?" Yang De was speechless when he saw this scene.

Muxia didn't say anything, tears burst out from her eyes, covered her mouth, turned around and ran away.

"Hey..." Yang De was about to chase after him and comfort him, but suddenly he paused.

"What is that?" He squinted his eyes and walked towards the potted plant next to him as if he had discovered something.

In this corridor, there is a potted plant placed against the wall at every distance.

And the young man who might have a brain disease just now has always been standing next to this potted plant.

...

"Brother, what do you want to eat? Don't be polite to me."

"Everyone has a trough, don't give up hope for life! Don't worry, I will never look down on you like those two rich second generations."

"Although I tell me what I want to eat, although I am not very rich, I still have no problem asking you to have a good meal!"

Zhang Shuan was considerate and enthusiastic, holding a beggar, not caring about the eyes of passers-by, talking nonsense, and keeping talking to the heart.

"I haven't taken a shower for a long time, right? Isn't it uncomfortable to wear this outfit?" He looked at the Soul Devourer who had been silent and said sincerely, "How about I take you to a bathhouse to wash it well, change into a clean dress, and take you to have a good meal?"

The soul-devouring man, who lowered his head, looked up slightly and glanced at the young man beside him.

"You guy, it's quite interesting..." The corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Hmm?" Zhang Shuan showed some confusion and confusion on his face.

"If I guess correctly, you should have seen my identity and wanted to save the two people just now, so that you would deliberately act in front of me, right?" The smile on the Soul-Devouring face became even more intense, revealing a sense of pride and ostentatiousness, which was very different from the image that had always been timid and timid before.

Zhang Shuan's eyes narrowed and he didn't say anything.

"Your words are really hurtful." The Soul-Devouring Shakes His Head and said slowly, "If others take it seriously, they will not even have friends in the future."

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, what a pity, such a beautiful girl..." He sighed pretending, "It can be seen that people like you very much." "You are really cruel, you are better than me." He glanced at the young man who was holding him, "If there was such a young and beautiful girl who liked me, I would be afraid that she would melt in my palm. I wouldn't even say such words even if I beat me to death, which would make her uncomfortable."

"Ha..." Zhang Shuan pulled down his lips, revealing a disdainful sneer, "That's because... you are just a stinky beggar!"

The Soul-Devourer's expression suddenly sank.

"A humble and stinky beggar like you are not qualified to ask for so many things. If a woman likes you, you should pray to God and Buddha!" ​​Zhang Shuan sneered even more, glanced at the other person, and his tone was full of high-ranking smell, which was completely opposite to his approachable appearance just now.

"Oh, no." He looked sarcastic, "It should be said that even if all the women in the world are blind, no one can fall in love with you!"

"Since you all know my identity, you should know what the consequences will be." The Soul-Devouring laughed in anger, his eyes becoming cruel and fierce, "You will die, and you will die in great pain!"

Along with his murderous words, a strange green appeared on the other party's skin, which was his curse.

The moment the curse succeeded, the other party was already dead.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Zhang Shuan rubbed his skin, as if he felt scared, and apologized with a panic look on his face, "I shouldn't say those."

The Soul-Devourer couldn't help but smile smugly on his face.

As expected, he was just an ordinary person. After encountering the threat of life, he immediately showed his weak heart.

"But I really can't do anything..." Zhang Shuan, who lowered his head and scratched his own skin, said slowly, "Because when I saw a liar like you who uses sympathy and trust to others..."

Suddenly, he suddenly raised his head and stared at the other party's eyes with his extremely cold eyes, "I just want to vomit!"

At this moment, the Soul-Devouring Subconsciously took a step back and was stunned.

He really couldn't imagine that this guy in front of him was just an ordinary person with no power to break up, and could burst out with such a terrible momentum.
Chapter completed!