Chapter 939
"Old Chang, impressive! That's a perfect target . She's the example of a human ATM!" the man in the yellow down jacket said with a smile .
"Keep it f**king down, will you?" Old Chang reprimanded him .
"Look at you . My voice isn't loud to begin with, alright? Who can hear it? Hiss! Huff! This crappy weather . Just snow is fine since it's fun . But why must it be snow mixed with rain? It's freezing! Do it quick . Once we are done, let's have some chicken dinner," the man in the yellow jacket said with a grunt .
Just as he said, their voices were suppressed well . Unfortunately, the man and wolf by their side had good ears . They naturally heard their conversation .
Fangzheng's eyes lit up the moment he heard that . He patted Lone Wolf on the head and said, "Go!"
Lone Wolf was stunned as he answered, "Master, to do what? Aren't we soliciting donations?"
Fangzheng rolled his eyes and said, "What soliciting? Get money!"
Lone Wolf asked in excitement, "Master, you still had something set aside? Why didn't I know?"
"There's plenty of things you aren't aware of . Hurry up and follow them," Fangzheng said .
Lone Wolf happily narrowed his eyes as he whipped his huge tail and followed .
Fangzheng kept quite a distance from the duo, but he could hear everything they said . The two were rather alert . After what they said before, they immediately stopped discussing the elderly woman . Instead, they began talking about chicken dinners—things like 8x scope, level 3 helmets, and how they had caused a teammate to die yesterday, etc, were mentioned… It left Fangzheng puzzled . He thought, "This Penniless Monk is someone who's quite knowledgeable and knows many hidden means to chicken, but never has This Penniless Monk heard of any chicken with a level 3 helmet, a level 2 vest, or an 8x scope . What kind of chicken dinner are they having? Some old fowl? A prostitute?"
At the same time, Fangzheng also learned the name of the man in the orange-yellow jacket . Old Chang called him Three Seconds, apparently because he couldn't survive three seconds after parachuting onto the map while having chicken dinner . He protested being called that in the beginning, but he later accepted it .
As they spoke, the two came to an intersection . Nearby was a tiny bridge and from afar, one could see a figure sitting by the bridge . The figure was wrapped in a black old-styled jacket . In the figure's bosom was a thick blanket which cradled a baby boy . The young boy was chewing on a lollipop, and his face was ruddy . It was unknown whether his face was ruddy due to the warmth of the blanket or because it was too cold due to the wind . However, he looked like he was sleeping soundly .
The elderly woman was holding an umbrella in one hand to block the sleet . However, the umbrella couldn't block the cold wind as she trembled under it .
Placed before her was a tiny stall . On it were needle-sewn gloves and insoles . By the side, there was some high incense wrapped in transparent plastic . It prevented it from getting wet by the sleet . Clearly, the locals relied on selling incense sticks for a living as they were close to the sacred land of Buddhism and Daoism which was Mount Heng .
Lone Wolf looked up at Fangzheng and said, "Master, isn't she cold sitting outside in such cold weather?"
Fangzheng caressed his head and said, "She's cold, but that's the price of survival . "
Lone Wolf grinned . He didn't know what life was, but as a wild animal, he knew the meaning of survival very well . At times, there were no limits to what one had to do to live on . There was no hard work one couldn't accept . In the animal world, the animals who worked hard to survive were usually the most miserable . A lifetime's worth of hard work only to live an additional day was quite sad…
Hence, Lone Wolf looked pitifully at the elderly woman and child . Then, his eyes turned stern because Old Chang and Three Seconds had already arrived in front of her stall .
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