The middle-aged uncle originally said that he wanted to send Yang Cong home, because he was afraid that someone like Yang Cong would be unsafe.

Yang Cong repeatedly refused, after all, Yang Cong had no home, so he didn't even have an ID card.

So Yang Cong had to find an excuse to leave in the end.

After leaving, Yang Cong began to wander around the city endlessly.

Regarding survival, Yang Cong was not afraid of starving to death on the streets from beginning to end.

With his current strength, it would not be a problem to bully a few big men.

So he directly robbed a group of ignorant gangsters with some slogans known as "Practicing the Way for Heaven".

And Yang Cong is not the kind of person who robs him when he sees it. He has been staring at this group of gangsters for quite a long time.

It can be said that it fully interprets what it means to be ignorant, and it seems that everyone is fully given.

After Yang Cong robbed it, he didn't have much psychological burden, so he asked someone to spend money to apply for his ID card.

"You called me today to get the ID card?" Looking at the flat-headed man in front of him with big cigarettes in his mouth and a scar on his face, to be honest, Yang Cong never had contact with such a person, but this time, there was nothing he could do about his ID card.

Identity cards are the capital to live in this world.

Yang Cong also inquired about many people, and they all said that the man with the scar in front of him could be done, so Yang Cong came to find him.

The scar man has been saying that he needs money to take care of him these days, and Yang Cong has nothing to say. Money is not very strong about him, so he gave it to him.

However, it was given a lot of money from all over the world. Although Yang Cong didn't care about the money, Yang Cong also vaguely felt that this scar man was lying to him.

"It's like this...Brother." The scar man took a cigarette in his mouth, looked at Yang Cong, and said, "You also know that everyone has an ID card. Even if it doesn't, you can still get it back. But I believe that there is a reason for you who come to me to do it, right?"

"Don't you want to do it?" After so many days, Yang Cong has been waiting long enough, and he doesn't want to spend this time on it anymore.

"No, no..." The scar man shook his head quickly, and then wandered his eyes on Yang Cong. If he hadn't known that the scar man liked women, Yang Cong would probably think he was fond of him.

"That's right, I've got your ID card and I've got it done." As he said, the scarred man took out a box from the worn-out desk in front of him and placed it on the desktop.

Seeing this, Yang Cong wanted to reach out to get it, but the man with a scar was pressed down and refused to let Yang Cong take it.

At this moment, Yang Cong knew clearly that this scar man might...

"Brother, that's right. I've been losing money recently." The scarred man looked very helpless when he spoke: "The people outside all shouted to pay back the money, but I didn't have the money to pay it back, so... Brother, can you?"

"Do you want money?" Yang Cong frowned. Although Yang Cong had already labeled the scar man as insatiable, he still didn't expect that the scar man would do this in the end.

"Of course, as long as you help me, brother, we will be brothers in the future." The scarred man smiled at Yang Cong and said, "As long as you need to go to my place, I will definitely help you."

"Do you think you have a great face?" Yang Cong narrowed his eyes slightly.

He, Yang Cong, has many people who have called brothers and brothers in his life, but there is a kind of person that Yang Cong will never call him brothers and brothers.

That is the greedy person. Yang Cong wants to kill such a person quickly when he sees him. Now this scar man wants to be brothers and brothers, and he is really stupid.

"Brother...you can't say that." The scarred man slowly put the box in his arms, his face getting a little cold.

"What if I don't give it?" Yang Cong looked at the scar man lightly, with no emotion on his face, as if he didn't take the scar man seriously at all.

And it was Yang Cong's indifferent expression that made the Scar Man guess he was very failed.

"Hmph, don't give it? You can't help! You all come out!"

The scar man shouted loudly and two big men came in from outside the house instantly.

The two big men were all much taller than Yang Cong. They surrounded Yang Cong directly, not giving Yang Cong a chance to escape.

"Brother, actually, I also want to be more important to peace." The scar man spread his hands as if he was helpless: "So, as long as you give enough money, not only can you take this ID card, but you can also be safe and sound. And when you meet in the future, everyone will be brothers, how about it?"

"If your dependence is these two trash, then I can tell you... it's useless!" Yang Cong's eyes were cold. If the scar man obediently gave him his ID card, he could leave without caring about what to do, and he would never see him again anyway.

But now the scar man is like this, he has touched Yang Cong's bottom line.

One of the four major precepts in Yang Cong’s life.

First, don’t let the tiger go back to the mountain. Even if he is just a paper tiger, he will be destroyed as long as it is an enemy.

So, with the two big men beside Yang Cong, Yang Cong has labeled the three of them as death.

The scar man snorted coldly, then shouted to the two men beside Yang Cong: "Hmph, don't eat toast and drink, you two will give me a blow until he is willing, don't beat him to death, remember!"

The two big men looked at each other, nodded each other, and then reached out to grab Yang Cong.

The scar man sat on his adult chair with pride. He seemed to have seen Yang Cong kneeling on the ground begging him for mercy and giving him all the money.

But before his daydream began, two fire lights, followed by two harsh screams, came into the Scar Man's ears, instantly breaking the Scar Man's daydream that had not yet begun.

The scene that happened in front of him was something that the scar man would never forget in his life, or in other words, he could only remember this thing in his life.

"Ah...so hot."

"Why can't you kill me?"

At the beginning, the two powerful men were rolling on the ground at this time, and at the same time they were doing one thing, which was to extinguish the strange flame on their bodies. However, after trying many pieces of the composition, they knew that the flame could not be extinguished, just like the Samadhi True Fire in the Myth.

"Next...it's your turn." Yang Cong slowly turned his gaze to the scar man, his golden pupils looked particularly weird.
Chapter completed!