retty or not"Mou Wenjing was stunned and looked at Jiang Feng with a questioning gaze: "Is it really like that"Jiang Feng nodded helplessly; indeed, it was just like that. Of course, there was another...Chapter 999 Strange Beggar Text

Mangrove Bay City is a new metropolis that has developed over the past few decades. It faces Hong Kong across the sea, hence its name Mangrove Bay, meaning "looking towards Hong Kong."

Although it lacks historical depth, Mangrove Bay City has rapidly become one of the most advanced cities in the country within just a few decades. However, the side effects of rapid development are also quite evident, with relatively poor public security and extreme inequality between the rich and the poor. The number of migrants far exceeds that of local residents; in fact, some people have even said it's a city taken over by immigrants from other places.

Mangrove Bay Pass is well-known in Mangrove Bay City as one of several customs checkpoints in the city. The area inside the pass belongs to the downtown district, and most people working there are white-collar office workers. Outside the pass, factories dominate, with mostly blue-collar workers employed there. In reality, many so-called white-collar workers who work within the pass can only afford to live outside it because they cannot bear the high rent inside.

Beyond Mangrove Bay Pass lies the most famous rental district in Mangrove Bay City, where over a hundred thousand laborers reside. Every morning, people rush out to cross the border to catch buses for work. This is an extremely fast-paced city, and everyone tends to be self-focused without time or inclination to mind others.

As usual on this morning, countless people hurriedly crossed the pedestrian overpass to go to work. Though almost everyone noticed a man and a woman sitting against the railing of the bridge, virtually no one spared them another glance. Occasionally, those who did take notice had the same thought: These two are quite neatly dressed; why would they be beggars here

Actually, there weren't few beggars on this pedestrian overpass. At a glance, there were at least four or five of them. Some of these beggars seemed quite familiar as they appeared almost every day. Many people had heard that these were professional beggars, so most people would rarely give them money. However, occasionally, some people in good moods, like those who found jobs or girlfriends, might throw a few coins to express their sympathy. Others might do it for the sake of doing a good deed and seeking blessings. Therefore, there were still occasional donations here, and with such heavy foot traffic, these beggars would have some income every day, enough at least to feed themselves.

Most of these beggars looked rather dirty; some even had disabilities or messy hair. It was rare to see a clean and well-kept couple like this one, though. But if they were not beggars, then why did they have the special begging bowls in front of them Right now, their bowl was empty.

"Clang..." As a crisp sound echoed, a coin landed into their bowl, finally bringing them some income. It was a one-yuan coin thrown by a girl who looked delighted and clearly had a good day today.

The sound startled the male beggar, who had been keeping his head down all along. He lifted his head up to reveal an ordinary but rather clean-looking face. After taking in their surroundings with a confused look in his eyes, he seemed to still not understand what was going on.

"Isn't this place that damn Wanguang City" It took him quite a while before muttering these words. Then he finally noticed the bowl in front of them and instantly got angry, cursing out loud, "S**t woman Song Yumei! You made me become a beggar! Wait till I get my hands on you—I'll strip off your clothes every day and beat your butt nine hundred and ninety-nine times until you die!"

This man was actually Xia Tian. After falling into unconsciousness yesterday afternoon, he finally woke up now. He quickly checked his condition and found that both the Ice and Fire Qi were suppressed inside him, rendering him unable to use any techniques. In terms of power, he was no different from an ordinary person.

Turning to look at the woman beside him, Xia Tian couldn’t help muttering to himself: "Stingy person, you didn't believe me when I said being too stingy isn't good. Now your master has sold you. Should I sell you too But you’re almost dead; it seems like no one would be willing to buy you."

This woman was none other than Ning Jie. Unfortunately, she couldn’t hear what Xia Tian was saying because she had truly fainted, and her skin felt cold to the touch. If she were taken to a hospital now, the doctors might declare her dead right away. Of course, Xia Tian knew that she wasn’t dead yet; there was still a faint heartbeat.

Xia Tian first searched his own body but found nothing on him. Then he started searching Ning Jie’s body as well and to his surprise, he actually found a wallet.

"I hope there's still money in here." Xia Tian felt slightly relieved. He knew that one couldn’t survive without money these days, but he soon became disappointed because the only thing inside the wallet was an ID card belonging to Ning Jie. That was it; nothing else!

“Looks like I’ll have to go earn some money.” Xia Tian felt a bit downcast. Earning money wasn’t difficult, but with Ning Jie in tow now, he needed to find a way to take care of her first. Otherwise, if she was left here, people might think she was dead and bury her.

With such a burden, where could he go to earn money

Looking at a coin in the bowl, Xia Tian was somewhat annoyed. He wasn’t a beggar and wouldn’t earn money this way. So he took out the coin and tossed it away.

The coin landed with a clink into another beggar’s bowl who sat opposite him. The beggar looked to be around fifteen or sixteen years old, and seemed to have lost one leg.

“Thank you brother! Thank you brother!” This disabled teenager had a sweet mouth. Although he was somewhat confused by Xia Tian’s actions, he immediately thanked him out loud.

"Hey, can I ask you something Is this place Wantong City" Xia Tian asked. He wasn’t sure whether it really was Wantong City.

“Brother, this is indeed Wantong City,” the disabled teenager replied with a somewhat puzzled look. This person was very strange; he was clearly a beggar but gave him money, and now didn’t even know where he was. Could his brain have gone bad

"It’s Wantong City That’s good." Xia Tian muttered to himself. He had deliberately told Song Yumei that he hated Wantong City earlier, and she had indeed sent him here. Xia Tian didn’t believe he would actually have to struggle for survival here, but he was still somewhat worried about the danger Song Yumei faced. He thought this woman’s brain wasn’t quite right; a bit crazy. Although what a madman said couldn’t be taken entirely seriously, it also couldn’t be ignored completely, so Xia Tian really didn’t dare contact his wives for now. However, he didn’t want to do nothing during this period either, so he planned to take the opportunity to deal with that idiot Yi Zhiyan at the same time because the little demon had told him that Yi Zhiyan should also be in Wantong City.

"Big Brother, is this your girlfriend" The disabled youth asked again at this moment, with a look of envy on his face. At this time, he finally saw Ning Jie's face and was quite impressed. He thought that he had seen many things, but every day, although not few young girls passed by here and there were also beautiful women among them, it was the first time for him to see someone as pretty as her. This made him feel even stranger about Summer, thinking that he must have a problem with his brain to bring such an attractive girlfriend to be a beggar here

"Hey, do you know how to make money quickly in this place" However, instead of answering the disabled youth's question, Summer asked back.

By now it was past nine o'clock and there were not many people passing over the bridge anymore. Thus, they could chat quite smoothly, but when he heard Summer’s question, the disabled youth couldn't help being stunned: "Big Brother, aren’t we making money right here"

"That's you, not me! I am not a beggar!" Summer was somewhat displeased and asked him pointedly, "Tell me, apart from begging where else can one earn money"

This made the disabled youth feel rather embarrassed: "Big Brother, I really don’t know. Apart from begging, I don’t know any other ways to make a living."

"No wonder you can only beg." Summer was somewhat displeased and picked up the iron bowl in front of him as well, tossing it in front of the disabled youth: "Here, take these two bowls, perhaps this way you might be able to collect more money."

"Thanks, big brother." The disabled teenager did place the bowl in front of him but was muttering to himself that this person must be mentally ill.

Summer didn't continue talking with the disabled youth. Instead, he started thinking about how to make money. Although his martial arts skills were sealed, his medical expertise remained intact. Without the assistance of ice and fire spiritual energy, his treatments wouldn’t be as effective as before, but treating common illnesses shouldn’t be a problem. However, he soon realized that even acupuncture needles had been confiscated by Song Yumei.

"Wait, there are still two." Summer suddenly remembered something and pulled out two acupuncture needles from his hair. He originally inserted them into his head to boost his power; now these were the only items left with him.

However, based on previous experiences, Summer knew that if he approached people proactively to offer medical treatment, they would likely view him as a fraudster. It seemed that even if he wanted to earn money through his skills in medicine, he needed an appropriate opportunity; he couldn't just grab someone and insist on treating them.

"New guy" As Summer was lost in thought, a voice like a male duck sounded in his ears.

Looking up, Summer saw a man standing before him. He appeared to be around thirty or forty years old, thin and dry-looking, with small eyes that seemed slightly cloudy. His outfit looked worn out, and it was clear he had some disability in one of his legs, as he was leaning on a cane. Han and then spoke.“Mm.” Mu Han nodded, linked her arm with Xia Tian’s as they walked towards an Audi Q7 parked nearby. After getting into the car, she softly asked: "Husband, why don't you seem very...