Chapter 2304 Shake Hands!

"okay."

Ji Feng sighed, and wanted to raise his hand to pat the beggar's shoulder, but when he saw that the beggar subconsciously raised his hand to block, he shook his head with a smile, took his hand back, and said, "I didn't intend to I want your life, and I don't have that much money, but if you are really in trouble, I am willing to help as much as possible."

Speaking of this, Ji Feng paused, and said: "If you want, you can talk about your difficulties. One person counts the short and the other counts the long. Maybe I can help you?"

Originally, Ji Feng was not a nosy character, unless he encountered some injustice, or saw something that touched him, he would reach out to meddle.

The development of this character has a lot to do with Ji Feng's growth environment. In the past, he and his mother depended on each other for life. Their family background was poor, and they were always bullied. Naturally, they didn't have the ability to meddle in other people's affairs. So now that he has this ability, he is still willing to take care of it when he encounters injustice.

In particular, when Ji Feng saw the skill of this beggar, he felt a kind of love for talent. The beggar's skill is obviously not weak, but now he has come to the point of begging... This makes Ji Feng somewhat curious, what in the end What kind of chance made this beggar end up in such a state?

If possible, Ji Feng would like to help him.

"I……"

The beggar was a little moved when he heard the words, and opened his mouth to say something, but after a while, he still shook his head and said, "If you don't have one million, you can't help me... I only need one million." !"

Ji Feng smiled and said: "You haven't said what it is yet, how do you know that I can't help you?"

The beggar just shook his head, but obviously had no intention of explaining in detail.

Ji Feng couldn't help shaking his head and laughing: "Begging for money like you, no one would dare to give it to you! You don't talk about the purpose, and you don't talk about your own identity, and you don't even talk about your value." Can't show it...Brother, if you ask for money like this, it will make people think that whoever takes the money is a fool!"

"...There are some things I can't say." The beggar shook his head.

"..."

Ji Feng was a little speechless.

This beggar is really stubborn, he doesn't say anything, and wants to ask for such a large sum of money for no reason, which is a bit of a joke, and even treats those rich people as fools.

How many rich people are fools?

Ji Feng paused for a moment, and then said sincerely: "Brother, I didn't have any malice, and I didn't think about getting anything from you. In fact, you don't need to be so wary of me, right?"

The beggar nodded silently, but did not speak.

When Ji Feng saw this, he felt powerless. No matter what kind of communication method, the other party has to respond before the two parties can continue to communicate, but this beggar is not like this. Often when it comes to the key points, he either Such a stubborn sentence-I want a million-or simply respond with silence.

Even though Ji Feng was quite patient, he couldn't bear this way of communication to some extent.

Why does it look like he is rushing to beg this beggar?

Ji Feng couldn't help shaking his head, and said: "It seems that you must have something to hide. If that's the case, then forget it. If you don't want to talk about it, I won't ask any more questions. You can do it yourself..."

After speaking, Ji Feng stood up, took out his wallet, put half of the cash in it on the bench, and said, "I don't have a lot of money on me, and this little money is just a little bit of my heart." , as a martial artist, it’s better not to lose your identity too much, stop begging here, you won’t be able to get money like this, you should find another way..."

"gentlemen!"

Seeing that Ji Feng was about to leave, the beggar immediately became a little anxious. He hurriedly said: "Sir, please give me one million, my life will be yours from now on..."

Ji Feng shook his head and said: "I've said it before, I didn't intend to kill you, and it's useless to say that I want your life... As for the one million, I'm sorry, I can't take such a million easily. A lot of money in the hands of a stranger who barely knew anything."

"Can……"

"alright."

Ji Feng interrupted him and said, "That's it."

The beggar didn't say any key information, Ji Feng didn't even know his name until now, so how could he give one million to the other party for no reason?

Although in fact Ji Feng is not short of this money, and even the money he and Xiao Yuxuan donated to the public welfare fund in the past few years is far more than this amount, but part of the donation can still be used for some people in need, Even if only 10% of the charitable funds were put into practice, he could still count as accumulating merit.

In contrast, giving money to a beggar for no reason, and still such a large sum of money, is somewhat unreliable.

Ji Feng is not a bad person. If the other party is really in trouble, he is of course willing to help within the scope of his ability, but at least he needs to know whether the other party is really in trouble and what kind of difficulty it is...

But he still doesn't know anything about these things until now, and looking at the beggar's posture, he is definitely unwilling to talk about it, so he doesn't intend to waste any more time asking.

Now there are more important things waiting for him to do.

"gentlemen!"

However, just as Ji Feng raised his legs to leave, the beggar suddenly knelt down and begged: "Sir, I know you can definitely help me... Please, one million, I sold my life to you!" you!"

Ji Feng immediately turned sideways, avoiding it, and said with a frown: "Man has gold under his knees, I can't help you, why should you kneel down to me?"

"Sir, please!" The beggar gritted his teeth, and the masseter muscles on his face bulged, showing that he seemed to muster up the courage to do so at the moment, "I really need money...I'm here to save money... My mother!"

"Um?"

Ji Feng frowned suddenly, but the beggar's words touched his heart, "What's wrong with your mother? Is she sick or in debt, or..."

The beggar said: "It can be regarded as a debt, but the other party is very vicious... Especially vicious, if I can't get the money, my mother will die... Sir, I know that such a large sum of money is handed over to a stranger. I'm sure no one will be relieved, you can send someone to follow me. After I save my mother, I will come back immediately, and then my life will be yours..."

Ji Feng frowned and fell silent. He was observing the beggar to judge whether what he said was true and how credible it was.

"By the way, if you think this is not credible, then you can take me to the police station. I heard that the technology is so advanced that a person can be identified through fingerprints and blood... I can put my fingerprints And the blood samples are left at the police station, and if I take the money away or deny it, you can let the police arrest me, and I refuse to complain..."

The beggar saw Ji Feng frowned and said nothing, but his heart was beating drums again and again, for fear that Ji Feng would turn around and leave.

But Ji Feng asked: "Let's not talk about how feasible these methods are, I'm a little curious, since you have kung fu and seem to be good at it, there are naturally many other ways to raise money. Have you never tried it?"

...In fact, what Ji Feng wants to ask is, since this beggar has good skills, why does he come to beg?

This is not a good way!

"I can't think of any other way!" said the beggar.

"You are willing to give your life to others, but you still can't think of a way?" Ji Feng asked.

"...I don't know who to go to." said the beggar.

Ji Feng glanced at him, somewhat disbelieving in his heart. Because since the beggar was able to come to the most prosperous commercial street in Yanjing, he naturally knew something about it.

If Ji Feng were him instead, he would just need to ask someone casually, and ask which big boss in Yanjing is related to the underworld, or who is stupid and has a lot of money. It is not too difficult to make some money.

Don't talk about crimes... Now that this beggar is willing to give his life to others, who can guarantee that he won't be asked to do something illegal?

If not, why would people spend so much money on his life?

Besides, in order to save his old mother, so what if it is a crime, if Ji Feng is in this position, let alone a crime, even if he is asked to kill someone, he will do it!

Therefore, the beggar's words were somewhat contradictory, and it seemed that he was not telling the truth.

But since the beggar didn't want to say more, Ji Feng didn't continue this topic anymore, he said: "Well, you stand up first and then talk..."

The beggar kept kneeling on the ground, and many people around were ready to stop and watch. Ji Feng didn't want to be a monkey-like figure.

The beggar nodded, and stood up very cooperatively. Ji Feng smiled. From this point of view, this person doesn't look like a stalker. It's just that this guy has his eyes on him. Do you think you can afford the money?

"Sir, what do you want to give me money?" asked the beggar.

"...How do you look like a debt collector?"

Ji Feng shook his head, stretched out his hand, and said with a smile: "Whether I can give you money today or not, at least we are destined to meet each other. Let's shake hands first!"

The beggar was slightly taken aback, but his face was a little happy. Hearing what Ji Feng said, it seemed that he had a good impression of him, at least it was very possible to give him money.

So he didn't think too much, and quickly reached out to shake hands with Ji Feng.

However, just when he was about to let go of his hand, he suddenly felt a huge and incomparable force from Ji Feng's hand, rushing straight towards him, even making him feel irresistible Feel!

He was startled immediately, subconsciously shook his wrist, and quickly took a step back, trying to release the force.

But he never thought that Ji Feng's hand suddenly became like a pair of iron tongs, making it impossible for him to withdraw.