Ten minutes later.
Chang Lin pushed the cart. The more he thought about it, the harder it was for him to calm down.
"Damn it! Bastard, your son doesn't have an asshole.”
Coincidentally, Ye Changle, who had turned out of the alley, heard her words clearly.
"You wicked bastard, you even stole the money of a disabled beggar. People like you are only worthy of being reduced to a beast after death.”
Seeing Ye Changle return, Chang Lin shouted with a ferocious expression.
"Don't be so angry. Aren't you hungry? I bought you steamed buns."
Ye Changle placed a big bag of steamed buns in front of the handcart.
Chang Lin was stunned for a moment. He stared at Ye Changle with a puzzled expression, not knowing what to say for a moment.
"Eat! Don't be polite. If it's not enough, I still have more.”
As he spoke, Ye Changle threw down another two big bags of steamed buns.
"Are you crazy!" Chang Lin's eyes were wide open. He was so angry that he could barely breathe. Wouldn't he die from stuffing himself with these three bags of steamed buns?
As he spoke, he reached out and threw a bag of steamed buns out. The steamed buns instantly scattered all over the ground.
Ding! From Chang Lin's distress points 66
"Aren't you starving? I've bought the steamed buns. If you don't eat them, I'll lose face.”
Ye Changle squatted down slowly and said calmly," If I don't have face, I'll hit people impulsively."”
A bucket of rice is kind, and a bucket of rice is hateful.
He was referring to the beggar in front of him.
He passed by every day and gave some alms out of kindness. Not only was this guy not grateful, but when he did not give it, he would also curse.
This might be human nature.
However, he hated people with such humanity, so he bought three big bags of steamed buns to let the beggar brother slowly understand.
It was wrong to behave like this.
Also, it was shameful to waste food.
" You look like you're sick. Get out of my way, or I'll…" Chang Lin suddenly said fiercely.
Pa!
A loud slap interrupted Chang Lin's words.
Ding! From Chang Lin's distress points 99
"You dare to hit me? You f * cking…"
Pa!
Another loud slap.
Ding! From Chang Lin's distress points 99
"F * ck! I…"
Pa! Pa!
This time, it was two consecutive slaps.
Ding! From Chang Lin's distress points 99
The anger in Chang Lin's eyes was raging. He flipped over, reached out, and pulled open his pants. With a kick, the pants flew out.
Two folded legs were revealed, tied up by ropes.
Ye Changle was stunned. Was this a normal person with all four limbs?
Although it was a little unexpected, it seemed to be within reason. After all, there were countless videos on the news that exposed begging.
He was not a fool and had his own ability to distinguish.
The reason why he insisted on giving a little bit every day was because before he was terminally ill, there was still hope in his life.
He felt that if all of this was fake, then he hoped that it was true. If it was true, he would hope that it was fake.
Then the question was, what was his hope?
The answer was that the world was beautiful.
Until he found out that he was terminally ill. The beautiful world was shattered.
"This slap was given to you by me.”
Ye Changle didn't hesitate anymore. He rode on the man, grabbed his hair, and slapped him in the mouth.
"This slap is from the lady boss of the small shop.”
"This slap was from security guard Xiao Liu.”
"This slap was given to you by your father.”
"This slap…"
In just three to five hits, blood trickled out of the corner of Changlin's mouth, and he was completely dumbfounded.
He had not even untied the rope that bound his legs, so he could not resist at all.
"Big brother! Stop fighting. Let's talk things out."
Ye Changle didn't care and continued to fan him.
"Big brother! I was wrong. I really know I was wrong.”Chang Lin could no longer hold on and wailed.
The only thing that welcomed him was pah pah! It was still pah!
Well…of course, it wasn't that kind of sex.
In just a moment, Chang Lin's entire face was swollen and blood was flowing out.
"Big Brother, stop hitting me, I beg you! Please don't hit me." Chang Lin's voice had already become weak. He was being beaten until the world was spinning.
"I told you, I'm an impulsive person. Are you hungry now?”Ye Changle stared at the hateful face and said word by word.
If the lesson he had taught Changlin previously was to hope that he would know how to be grateful, then he would be grateful.
Now, he hoped that Chang Lin could be a human.
He had hands and feet, and he made a living by swindling others 'sympathy and love. He shouldn't be considered a human, right?
Most importantly, this inhumane beast actually cursed him, who was about to die.
His short temper indicated that he couldn't accept it.
"I'm hungry, I'm hungry, I'm hungry. I want to eat steamed buns.”
Chang Lin gulped and repeatedly said that he was hungry.
Ye Changle's eyes were filled with viciousness and a hint of death.
He was afraid.
Because he felt Ye Changle's madness. It was a look that would really kill him, and this feeling was extremely strong.
"Yes! That's more like it. Eat it, don't waste it.”Ye Changle stood up and nodded in satisfaction.
Chang Lin didn't dare to make any more noise. He picked up the steamed bun on the ground and swallowed it along with the mud and blood. He looked like he was wolfing it down.
It really did agree with the phrase "fragrant".
In the blink of an eye, the three bags of steamed buns were all destroyed.
"Is it delicious?"
"It smells especially good!"
"Still hungry?"
Ye Changle was afraid that the beggar would not be full, so he asked with concern.
"I'm full! I'm full!"
Chang Lin waved his hands repeatedly. His mouth was wide open as he spoke indistinctly.
"Ugh! Don't feel embarrassed. If you haven't eaten enough, I'll buy you three more bags.”
"That's really enough. Thank you, big brother.”Chang Lin looked terrified as if he had heard something terrifying.
"Yes! Alright, wait for me here tomorrow. I'll bring you some steamed buns.”Ye Changle was slightly disappointed.
It seemed that he had bought too few steamed buns! He would definitely increase the amount next time.
"Ah?"
Chang Lin was shocked, but he did not dare to say no.
"Remember, wait for me here tomorrow.”
After saying this, he turned around and left without hesitation.
Chang Lin looked at the devil's back and coughed dryly. Tears were already streaming down his face.
Mantou would become the last thing he wanted to eat for the rest of his life.
There was no other.
Ding! From Chang Lin's distress points 99
The pleasant voice sounded in Ye Changle's mind again.
His distress points had already reached 1188, which was 110,000 in cash.
At this moment, Ye Changle was in the best mood of the day.
No matter what, although he could not see the light of hope, he could still enjoy the last bit of madness before his life ended.
This was a gift from the heavens. He was content!
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