A piece of bread picked up from the ground, dirty.
Don't eat in summer. It's estimated that ordinary people won't take a look at it.
However, it is regarded as a baby here.
When the little boy gave himself the present, a lot of eyes suddenly appeared around him, staring at the two of them, trying to go up and compete for the bread, and they ate it.
This is just a dirty bread that fell on the ground, but it is a treasure that can continue life in their hearts.
This is the epitome of Laoyue Hanzhou, which is different from the poverty alleviation plan in Daxia.
These people at the bottom are dead when they die. There is nothing.
Ye Fei sighed. At this time, several tramps who could no longer help but rushed towards the poor mother and son.
They don't care about anything else, just the bread in their hands.
That dirty bread that no one wants, even with footprints on it.
But it was a treasure worth fighting for. They frantically competed for the past because of this bread.
The mother and son have suffered a lot from their bullying here, but they have nowhere else to go except here, and the same result is also true in other places.
When facing these people, the woman was immediately very afraid. She could see the ravaged scars from her wounds. She was very afraid and threw the bread in her hand.
It's like throwing into a large fish pond, like a scene of hundreds of fish.
The thrown bread was frantically scrambled by several people.
In itself, it is just a bread the size of a fist. When so many people compete for it, it is only an insignificant piece.
What's more, they licked the debris on their faces.
The scene was unbearable to look straight at.
At this time, suddenly the little boy couldn't bear to throw out the bread in his hand. At the critical moment, he saw those people rushing up.
Ye Fei moved, and a whip leg suddenly threw out the person who rushed in the face.
They fell heavily to the ground. Several others saw that ye Fei actually protected the little boy. For a moment, they couldn't help shouting at Ye Fei.
Ye Fei is the one who wants to deprive them of their lives. They want to resist.
When ye Fei was going to buy something for them with money, suddenly those people rushed up again. Ye Fei couldn't help but frown.
They kept approaching Ye Fei. They wanted to catch Ye Fei and robbed Ye Fei.
According to Ye Fei's clothes, he must have a lot of money. As long as they can grab these money, they will be able to live.
At this time, they don't care about the law.
Living is the most important thing.
Only when they live can they have great hope and have no morality at all.
But they are just ordinary people. They want to rob Ye Fei?
Is it possible?
Ye Fei's three fists and two feet is to solve the oncoming people to the ground, making them lose their combat effectiveness.
For a moment, these people were terrified.
Ye Fei didn't give them a heavy hand, but at this time, they were scared by Ye Fei.
Understand that ye Fei is not an ordinary person. These people went together and were easily defeated by Ye Fei.
Therefore, they are constantly retreating under the psychology of fear, and then retreat to the back.
Afraid of Ye Fei, they didn't take any action anymore.
Ye Fei naturally won't take advantage of the victory to pursue him or something.
At this time, the little boy quickly thanked Ye Fei in the language of old Vietnam and Korea.
Ye Fei's memory, from Ouyang Yukun's mouth, also had a preliminary understanding of some simple old Vietnamese Korean languages.
Of course, ye Fei himself will some simple old Vietnamese in Korea, but he has forgotten it after a long time.
Now, listening to Ouyang Yukun, they talk again, but also recall some.
"You're welcome, take these!" Ye Fei smiled and said to them in a strange old Vietnamese language.
He took out a few hundred notes and handed them to them, hoping that they could exchange the money in the bank.
Based on the value of Daxia coins in the old Vietnamese and Korean coins, these pieces of money are enough for them to support for a long time, and they can also engage in some work.
But something unexpected happened to Ye Fei.
The little boy and the woman didn't pick up the hundred Daxia coins given by Ye Fei. Instead, they stared at Ye Fei with a great hatred and said, "are you from Daxia?"
The unfamiliar old Vietnamese Korean language, the summer RMB in Ye Fei's hand, and the abnormal actions to save them can be judged that ye Fei is not an old Vietnamese Korean.
After all, these are common in old Vietnam and Korea, and they happen almost every day.
They agreed that only those hypocritical foreigners would do it, and the person in front of them was the hypocritical foreign Daxia in their hearts.
For a moment, ye Fei could see the deep hatred in their eyes.
That kind of hatred can even be said to be that kind of endless hatred.
Unfortunately, the people here have no strength and can't do anything to Ye Fei. In addition, they have witnessed Ye Fei's strength with their own eyes.
Therefore, they are all afraid of Ye Fei.
I dare not do anything.
These make ye Fei very confused. Giving them money and blocking others for them should be regarded as the life-saving benefactor of their mother and son.
But now they treat each other with hate.
This makes Ye Fei very puzzled.
In particular, the little boy, after knowing that ye Fei was from Daxia, ignored the dirty bread he desperately protected, and threw it away from ye Fei's hand in disgust.
Maybe Ye Fei didn't have any hostility. At this moment, ye Fei didn't stop the little boy.
As a result, ye Fei's thrown arm immediately threw out his money,
After witnessing what had just happened, those people around them hesitated again and again, and then picked up those summer RMB.
Ye Fei didn't stop, but he saw deep hatred from his eyes.
If it weren't for living, they wouldn't take these summer yuan if they died.
To Ye Fei's surprise, the people around him also maintained a great disdain for the old Vietnamese tramp who picked up the money.
At this time, they are the same kind of people, but they still despise this person because of this.