Chapter 1277 Soul Beggar (3)

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This kind of rogue, he still thinks of sympathy.

Forget it, there are always some people in this world, and there must be sadness in the pitiful.

So, she didn't give a penny, and ordered the old beggar's leg acupuncture points, making his legs weak, and temporarily unable to move or follow her for ten minutes.

Who knows, not long after she walked out, she heard the voice of the old beggar, as if she was on a cell phone, and looked back.

He was actually holding a new Nokia mobile phone (it was 2003, and mobile phones were not yet common), and he was fighting, "Little five, six, there are big fish, go to East Street, there are two women, a boy and a child, You have a lot of goods on you, you can bring more people."

Yang Zimei was sweating, knowing that he was talking about them.

What a beggar, it turned out to be a terrible robbery group.

Yang Zimei's sympathy for the old beggar disappeared immediately.

The evil spirit in his hand popped out again and shot on his wrist holding the phone.

Bang, the phone fell to the ground and the casing shattered.

Yang Zimei shrugged in relief.

She still walked towards East Street to see how abhorrent these beggar robbery groups were.

Sure enough, there were several beggars in the East Street all of a sudden.

Some of them pretended to be cerebral palsy, some of them pretended to be polio, some of them pretended to be disabled, and some of them looked like they were selling their bodies to bury their fathers.

They were all looking at Yang Zimei and his party with excited eyes, winking at each other.

Yang Zimei and the others pretended not to know anything and walked over.

"Please, give me some money."

The beggar in front, pretending to be a maim, reached out and wanted to hug Yang Zimei's leg.

Yang Zimei kicked him in disgust, kicking him aside.

It was at this time that she vaguely heard a click, and the flash of the camera lit up.

"Kicking people, kicking people, don't give me money, to actually kick a poor disabled person like me with no legs, this world is too sympathetic..."

The beggar who was kicked over by her shouted loudly.

Other beggars took the opportunity to surround Yang Zimei and the others, reaching out to grab her.

Where will Yang Zimei let them meet?

She was too lazy to pay attention to what the bystanders were looking at, and kicked them over one by one angrily.

Passers-by kept crowding around, accusing her of being cruel and ruthless, and actually wanting to do something to these poor beggars.

At this time, a man walked in with a photo in his hand and swayed in front of her, "Little girl, I have photographed your extremely unethical behavior just now, and I will send it to the media and newspapers, unless ……hey-hey……"

Yang Zimei couldn't hear the blackmail in his words, so he sneered and moved his fingers.

The photo in the man's hand suddenly burned without fire, and the fire was not hot, but cold, and penetrated directly from his hand to his whole body, making him horrified.

The photo that Yang Zimei used to burn the fire just now.

The man hurriedly threw the burning photo on the ground, shivering with chills all over his body, not understanding what was going on.

"If you want to blackmail me, wait for the next life!"

Yang Zimei grabbed the camera from him and squeezed it.

The camera was like dust, shattered in her hand, and everyone was dumbfounded, thinking they were watching magic.

She walked over to the beggars who had been kicked over and pretended to be disabled by her, and took off their disguise one by one.

When the crowd watched, they understood what she meant, and they all blamed these beggars for deceiving people's sympathy in this way.

Yang Zimei is truly speechless towards these people who are clearly able-bodied and strong, but pretend to be disabled to deceive sympathy and kneel down to beg.

They have been completely reduced to spiritual beggars, behavioral robbers!

Sad and shameful!

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