Lingzhou City is the only big city in Lingzhou, much larger than the other six counties and twenty-two counties. The city walls are tall and thick, and can accommodate more than 200,000 people. Although modern people who have seen millions and know that there are tens of millions of people, they still think it is a very impressive civil engineering project in China.

After the war, there were only more than a hundred people in the county town like Yanggu County, and other counties were also very miserable. Many people did not dare to turn back to their old residences, and flocked to Lingzhou City with their wives and elderly people.

After all, Lingzhou has a high wall and a deep city, and it is protected by the only military force today, which makes these people feel more comforted.

When Wang Foer sneaked into the city, his first thought was where to find some food? He went out of the city every day to hunt wild animals, but he was not afraid of being hungry. But where were there any wild animals in Lingzhou?

"It's a pity that if I was reincarnated in a prosperous era like the Song and Tang dynasties, I would set up a stall on the street to draw flowers, birds, fish and insects, and portraits and scenery for people, and I would definitely make a fortune. How could the ancient painting skills be better than the CG level I practiced with HGAME illustrations."

"If you draw some beauties, please shake in the street, so that all the men passing by will hold the sky and bleed with nose bleeding! What about Wu Ding Dangfeng, Xiao Li Shanshui, how can you compare to the shock of a beautiful slutty girl with huge wavelength legs? Maybe someone will ejaculate in the crotch on the spot..."

Wang Foer was born in the art department. When he was in his sophomore year, he had painted countless nude models. In order to make a living with illustrations for magazines or game companies, he was extremely familiar with various comic skills. This kind of painting skills is not very artistic, but the ornamentality is beyond doubt.

He was thinking about being lewd and could not help but open his mouth slightly, and he was not careful to hit someone suddenly.

He looked up and saw that he was like a very elegant monk.

This monk was only in his thirties, but he had big ears, his face was like a full moon, and his whole body was covered with a layer of red light, just like the Buddha who appeared in the world. When people saw it, they would feel respectful and intimate.

"I've invited you, the little monk is in a hurry to walk. I wonder where you hit you? Is there anything wrong?"

The other party said it was kind and kind, and Wang Foer did feel that he was not seriously injured. He waved his hand and said, "It's okay!"

The monk smiled slightly, with a very grand manner. He was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he stood up on his palm and said, "The little donor has an extraordinary origin. The little monk gave him a gift. The Bodhi wood in the Pure Land can be avoided by calmness!"

"What is this bald man talking about?" The favorable feeling just now suddenly disappeared. Wang Foer felt a little contempt when he saw the monk's color. "If you promote the theory on the street, you should send it to the relevant departments... Isn't you a cheating money, right?"

The monk saw Wang Foer's expression and smiled slightly away. Wang Foer, who was brewing emotions and was about to send the monk's words, was suddenly at a loss.

"This bald man is so strange!"

He didn't believe in any Zen strategy at all. Wang Foer turned around and forgot the monk.

After wandering around the streets and alleys of Lingzhou City, Wang Foer had some idea of ​​his livelihood. He saw the first target under a relatively remote eaves. Two little beggars who were two or three years older than him were begging with their hands. He coughed! He walked over and said loudly: "From today, I will be your boss. Follow me in the future, be smarter!"

Wang Foer was quite uncomfortable when he looked at him with a madman's eyes. He didn't say much, and he stretched out his hands and caught the two little beggars in the waist, strode straight to the uninhabited alley behind the street.

He threw the two of them without saying much, stretched out his hand and punched the wall beside him, smashing a big hole.

"Either, I'll punch you one by one now and kill you, or call you the boss!"

Have you ever seen such a poor person? He didn't dare to hesitate and called the boss a few times. Wang Foer was extremely satisfied and said, "Do you know, there are beggars about the same age as you in Lingzhou City. Take me to find them!"

These two little beggars did not dare to be negligent. They led the way in front. Wang Foer was exploring the wind without hesitation. When they found another group of beggars, Wang Foer was already very calm.

"It seems that there is no such a bad gang as the Beggars' Sect in the Dagan Dynasty. If I do well, I will be the deflowering master of a large gang in the future!"

This time, there were as many as seven or eight people on the other side, and they were very dissatisfied with Wang Foer's rhetoric. They turned against each other. Two of the oldest beggars actually knew how to fight and ended up in a melee. Wang Foer won easily, beat seven or eight beggars and ran away. Finally, he took three younger brothers into the gang and ran away most of the members with great potential.

Wang Foer would not be very satisfied with such a result, so he led five subordinates to go to the third venue immediately.

He was a relatively well-behaved student in his past life, and he had encountered several incidents of gangsters extorting in school. Wang Foer, who was more fierce, was very angry after being blackmailed and instigated more than a dozen students who fought hard in the school, and turned to intercept the gangsters who often went to school.

After several fierce fights, the other party finally surrendered. This kind of hooligan has no background and will not be a teenager who dropped out of school. There is no restraint at home. Although it looks vicious, it is actually not capable.

After this battle, Wang Foer had some ideas about the protection fee and the underlying operation of this industry. He was forced to do nothing, so he used this unbearable plan.

"Maomao fucks, I can't use my best things to make a living. If I want to work, who should I rely on a six-year-old child laborer? If I don't go to the side, will I go to drink the northwest wind..."

He kept making excuses for himself, but Wang Foer had no idea whether he had any conscience, but he couldn't feel any guilt.

After fighting all seven or eight streets, Wang Foer's younger brother had already broken through the fifty mark. It was much more majestic than when he used the copper ring of corpse-killing corpse soldiers to conquer the five corpse soldiers. Seeing that it was already late, he stopped his actions. He carefully questioned these little beggars one by one and collected their resources.
Chapter completed!