Overbearing Immortal Doctor
Chapter 291 - 291 291 Instantly Becoming a Beggar

291: Chapter 291: Instantly Becoming a Beggar 291: Chapter 291: Instantly Becoming a Beggar Brother Bin was about to get angry upon hearing someone call him Bin, but when he saw it was Wu Xiaoyu, he forced a fawning smile and said, “Master Wu, it’s you?”

Huang Mao, standing behind Brother Bin, also recognized Wu Xiaoyu and cried, “Master Wu, please, have mercy, give us some food!”

The rest of the beggars, seeing this, also began to cry out, “Master Wu, please, have mercy, give us some food!”

Nima!

Huang Mao?

Damn, have they formed a beggar gang?

Brother Bin was working security at Supreme KTV just two days ago, commanding the place with swagger, but now he’s suddenly a beggar.

How could Wu Xiaoyu not be curious?

Wu Xiaoyu looked Brother Bin up and down, seeing him in rags, unkempt and dirty, looking just like a seasoned beggar, and asked, “Bin, what happened to you guys?

Did Supreme KTV go bankrupt?”

The group begging Wu Xiaoyu for charity immediately fell silent and bowed their heads, while Brother Bin sighed and explained, “Mr.

Zhang, please don’t ask anymore, don’t get yourself involved?”

Get me involved?

What does this have to do with me?

Wu Xiaoyu got even more interested and pressed, “What the hell happened?

Tell me!”

Seeing Wu Xiaoyu insist, Huang Mao and the others turned away and started begging the passersby.

In today’s society, professional beggars are as numerous as cattle.

To avoid being scammed, people had to harden their hearts.

When Huang Mao and his crew blocked the road begging, not only did people not give them money, they ran away.

The chubby guy standing next to Huang Mao, seeing a crowd of passersby who wouldn’t give even a few bucks, couldn’t help but curse:

“The world is going downhill, and people’s hearts are cold!

Can’t even spare two or three bucks, you deserve to be broke your whole lives!”

Huang Mao chuckled bitterly and said, “Chubby, stop yapping!

Didn’t you also ignore beggars before?”

“Look at your body, who would think you’re a beggar?

Even the rich can’t eat as well as you, no wonder they ignore you!”

The chubby guy, disgruntled that Huang Mao would make fun of his weight even now, thought, “So what if I’m fat?

That’s a blessing!

You want to get fat but can’t!”

“Huang Mao, you’re pretty skinny though!

How come no pretty girls are giving you anything?” another guy teased, picking up a cigarette butt and lighting it.

Seeing someone stick up for him, the chubby guy quickly added, “Yeah, yeah…

you’re so skinny, and they still just give you the cold shoulder!”

This group of former thugs, who had once flaunted their power, now reduced to street beggars overnight, still maintained a natural optimism.

They had nothing to lose, living for the day whether as muscle for hire or as beggars, what’s the big difference?

But Brother Bin was different.

As their leader, aside from doing security, he also did some dirty work for money and still had quite a bit saved up.

Now, overnight, all his savings had vanished.

The once high and mighty Brother Bin, revered by all the local pimps, had become a pariah avoided by everyone.

All because of that night — his rash decision to make a move without investigating his opponent’s background properly.

Though Wu Xiaoyu advocated for him, allowing him to leave unscathed that night, the next morning his home was robbed and all his money was gone.

Before he could investigate, Niu Zhigang informed him that he had also lost his job, and must beg in the county for three months, or face death threats.

When Niu Zhigang said that, he immediately understood it was Wen Rui and Wu Kai’s revenge.

Considering their status and connections, dealing with a small fry like him was a piece of cake.

Brother Bin even wondered why they didn’t just have him killed, wouldn’t that be more satisfying and vengeful?

The reality was he underestimated the twisted pleasure those second-generation rich kids derived from this.

Forcing him to beg for three months was their way of thoroughly humiliating him.

On his first day as a beggar, he was beaten up badly by some of his former rivals.

Thankfully, his brothers were all in the same situation, their homes burglarized, made destitute, forced to beg.

With these brothers around, past enemies wouldn’t dare provoke him, but those rich kids came after him personally.

They not only made him eat feces and drink urine, but also pick up soap for a black man, leaving his anus wrecked!

The extreme humiliation made him feel like smashing his head in, but dying would only fulfill those bastards’ wishes.

Though he was a lowlife, he knew someone like him, given the chance, could still bring down the likes of Wen Rui and Wu Kai.

Answering Wu Xiaoyu’s inquiry, he briefly explained the situation, omitting the parts about eating feces and picking up soap.

Even then, Wu Xiaoyu was greatly shocked.

He had thought Wen Rui and Wu Kai would let it go after their loss.

He had no idea those ‘noble’ second-generation rich kids were so arrogant and vengeful.

Given their power, dispatching Brother Bin was child’s play.

Though he had some money now, crossing paths with those second-generation kids would surely mean trouble.

Even though he had Bai Lexin and Elder Mu as support, would they protect him if a bigger boss came along?

Ultimately, one must rely on oneself!

His current business was still small, the second-generation wouldn’t notice, but if it grew large, they might want a slice.

To protect what’s his and those he loves, he must gain absolute power, so no one dares to underestimate or meddle with him.

Seeing Wu Xiaoyu deep in thought, Brother Bin hesitated before saying, “Mr.

Wu…

Wu, could you give us a few bucks to buy some buns?”

Wu Xiaoyu snapped out of it, quickly pulled out a hundred-yuan note from his pocket and awkwardly placed it in Brother Bin’s cracked bowl.

Brother Bin’s eyes lit up at the hundred yuan, but quickly dimmed again.

Because Wen Rui’s rule prohibited them from collecting more than ten yuan without dire consequences.

Brother Bin hastily shoved the hundred yuan back into Wu Xiaoyu’s hand, shamefully saying, “Mr.

Wu, just…

just ten yuan is enough!”

Wu Xiaoyu thought Brother Bin was being modest, thinking despite becoming a beggar, he still had his pride, quite remarkable!

Though Brother Bin had once bullied people with his power, he wasn’t all bad!

“Here,” Wu Xiaoyu selected a ten yuan note and placed it in Brother Bin’s bowl.

The onlookers around them gasped and hugged each other in excitement.

The passersby, seeing such odd behavior from beggars, worried they’d escaped from an asylum, quickly kept their distance!