He said: "If life is in trouble, give me some. I will leave after eating and I won't cause any trouble."

Military beggars are called martial beggars, and there are relatively few of them now. Military beggars are divided into nail-headed beggars, stigma-headed beggars, and snake-headed beggars.

Among them, the nail-headed beggar is the most powerful. When begging for food, the head beggar holds a hammer in one hand and an inch-long rusty coffin nail in the other. If he dares to deny food, he will directly smash the coffin nails on his head. This is really true.

Smash it, it will be bloody.

Under normal circumstances, the host will give a small amount if he is afraid that someone will die at home and cause trouble for him.

I followed the beggar Liu out in the morning and begged for food all day long. When it got dark, I asked for half a bag of rice.

Each of the hundreds of families scooped out a little bit. The godfather even sent someone to watch. He was afraid that I would cheat and buy ready-made ones.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, I took Baijiami and went to the Blue Sky Hotel to deliver the rice.

Qianlong and Longma said that the godfather was not upstairs, but on the second underground floor of the hotel. I wanted to hand it over to him in person, so I carried the rice to the second underground floor of the Blue Sky Hotel.

There is a large room on the second floor underground, and the door is locked.

Just as I was about to reach out and knock on the door, I suddenly heard a crisp and sweet knocking sound coming from the house.

"clang"

"clang."

The lingering sound echoed through the doors and windows, echoing through the basement levels, lingering for a long time.

This is by no means comparable to the piano and violin.
Chapter completed!