Chapter 533

Wu Pifu has money, plenty of money.

Not to mention that he could just walk around on the road and the passersby's money could be his, just in his personal space, he has gold worth a fortune, and gold can be said to be hard currency in most eras and civilizations.

Wu Pifu took the little beggar all the way forward, and didn't take the passersby's money. It wasn't that his moral cleanliness had flared up, but that he was now filled with killing intent. If he really went to steal the passersby's money, there would be broken corpses all over the place along the way.

As they walked, Wu Pifu suddenly said: "The words on the sign are, 'Yellow skins, black skins, and dogs are not allowed to enter'."

The little beggar was stunned, his eyes rolled, but he didn't speak. Obviously, he didn't seem to understand the meaning of these words.

Wu Pifu paused slightly and said: "Cognition of the era..."

The little beggar said unconvinced: "What cognition of the era, you are so strange, and what you say is inexplicable. Doesn't the meaning of these words mean that the poor and the family slaves are not allowed to enter? It's just written so blatantly, isn't the shopkeeper afraid of being poked in the spine? The government here doesn't even care, it's really a land of barbarians, not knowing etiquette, not understanding education."

Wu Pifu shook his head slightly again.

This is what he called the cognition of the era.

Of course, maybe it's not just the era, but also the difference in the world.

The meaning of these words to the little beggar is completely different from the meaning Wu Pifu understands, and it has nothing to do with wealth or status, but with racial and civilizational discrimination, oppression, slaughter... and so on.

On Gaia Earth where Wu Pifu is, in the early 20th century, his race and his civilization suffered unimaginable pain and suffering. Although they walked through it, the memory of that past suffering was deeply engraved in the bloodline of this race and this civilization. Even though it had been a hundred years since Wu Pifu was born, from his parents' generation and his education, he still felt that unspeakable pain.

XX and dogs are not allowed to enter.

This sentence already meant a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood to Wu Pifu.

Wu Pifu shook his head slightly, shook his head again, and shook his head for the third time, making the little beggar's eyes widen. Then he stood still, turned to the little beggar, and said seriously: "I can't take it anymore!"

The little beggar was startled, retreated ten meters away, and held his chest with both hands and said loudly: "What are you saying, you person!? In broad daylight! I tell you, my father..."

"There was once a civilization, there was once a nation..."

Wu Pifu's eyes were bloodshot, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Since Pangu opened the heaven and earth, and Nuwa created humans from clay, after the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, after the Xia, Shang, and Zhou, Xia, Shang, and Zhou, Qin, Han, and Wei... By the way, which emperor is on your hometown side?"

When the little beggar heard this, how could he not know that he had misunderstood?

He said with a slightly red face: "Emperor of Zhao Song..."

"It's Zhao Song again? Do I have to kill again?"

Wu Pifu cursed a few times, making the little beggar even more confused. And Wu Pifu didn't care. With the appearance of a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, he opened his dead fish eyes and continued: "No wonder, no wonder, this side has already reached the technological level of the 18th or 19th century, while that side is still in the Song Dynasty. Isn't this a direct crushing? And there are black skins, so obviously the Age of Discovery started long ago, so no wonder yellow skins and black skins are not allowed to enter..."

The little beggar opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Wu Pifu didn't give him a chance, and just said to himself: "In short, such a civilization with five thousand years of history, tell me, is this civilization great or not? Is it glorious or not!?"

The little beggar was from a family of scholars and was extremely intelligent. He dared not say he was learned, but how could he not know these historical common sense? At that moment, he knew what civilization Wu Pifu was talking about... It was the Huaxia civilization he was born into, the descendants of Yan and Huang!

Even he, hearing these words, felt his blood boiling. At that moment, he recognized and said loudly: "Descendants of Yan and Huang, the nobility of Huaxia, are the descendants of gods, the Central Kingdom, how can it not be great? How can it not be glorious!?"

Wu Pifu nodded to the little beggar in appreciation, and at the same time said: "However, suddenly barbarians came from the sea, from outside the center. They relied on strong ships and sharp cannons to slaughter my people, occupy my land, burn my ancestral temples, and destroy my culture. They claimed to be superior to others. They pointed to their white skin and said, this is the performance of nobility and superior bloodline. And we!"

Wu Pifu exposed his arm, pointed to his skin, and roared: "They said our yellow skin is inferior, is a lowly bloodline. We must kneel to listen to their words because they brought 'civilization.' From then on, they set up a sign wherever they occupied, and the sign said, yellow skins and dogs are not allowed to enter! You tell me, what should I do!?"

"Kill!"

The little beggar was originally a character who was not afraid of heaven or earth and feared that the world would not be in chaos. And he also had patriotism and was proud of his civilization and bloodline. At this time, he naturally roared, but his roar carried a little crispness, and when the sound was loud, he couldn't hold it back.

"Good!"

Wu Pifu looked into the little beggar's eyes and said: "What was written on the sign just now means this. It's not that the poor and servants are not allowed to enter, but that yellow skins like you and me, and black skins enslaved by them, are not allowed to enter! Understand? You didn't suddenly leave your hometown; you were plundered here by these barbarians. This is called selling piglets, sold here to work for them, treated like slaves, understand!?"

The little beggar was shocked. He keenly felt that what Wu Pifu said was very different from his experience, because he only appeared here after seeing a comet skimming the ground, almost like a ghost or monster. But what the teenager in front of him said was another matter, a plunder of the Huaxia civilization and race by a civilization and race. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

But Wu Pifu still didn't give him a chance, and just continued to say loudly: "Since you are here, don't be afraid. With me here, I will always keep you safe. We agreed to take you to eat something good, so let's go eat the best thing in this place!"

The little beggar was interrupted like this, and subconsciously said: "I am very picky, I won't eat bad things."

Wu Pifu was stunned, laughed loudly and said: "Good, good, good, we won't eat bad things, we want to eat the best, sit in the most luxurious place here, eat the most precious things they make. If not..."

From then until now, although Wu Pifu had the appearance of a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy with dead fish eyes, his words were powerful, and the meaning was even more heroic. For a time, the little beggar's eyes were shining, and he looked at this little brat carefully many times.

Before the words had completely fallen, several high-hatted people like patrolmen ran over blowing whistles. Before they got close, they picked up things like police batons and were about to hit the little beggar and Wu Pifu.

The little beggar was startled and was about to dodge, and then his eyes blurred. A patrolman exploded directly, turning into meat fragments all over the sky. And directly opposite him, Wu Pifu just punched out simply. One punch hit, not only was one person beaten into meat fragments, but the fist force burst out, and the remaining patrolmen immediately broke their hands and feet and rolled on the ground. This punch even cracked the ground, affecting ten meters away.

The little beggar opened his mouth wide. If he wanted to use swear words to express his shock, he must say "fuck" a hundred times in one second.

Unlike others, although the little beggar's martial arts were not successful, and he couldn't even be considered a third-rate master, his father was a peerless master of the time, known as one of the Five Greats of the world, so his knowledge was extraordinary, and he naturally knew what the top masters of the world were like.

He originally thought that Wu Pifu was a disciple of some famous family, practiced martial arts since childhood, and had talent, so it was possible that his martial arts were much better than his. But with this punch, he knew he was wrong, very wrong. This wasn't just much better than him, but much better than his father.

One punch hit, affecting ten meters away, and even the hard stones on the ground were affected and cracked. This was simply close to the legends of gods and ghosts, unheard of in the world!

After one punch, Wu Pifu didn't hold back anymore. He stepped forward a few steps, hit a few palms, and beat the patrolmen screaming on the ground into meat mud. Then he turned to the little beggar and said: "Little beggar, don't be afraid, with me here, I will definitely keep you safe. Let's go, let's go settle the account!"

The little beggar was already stiff with fright. He really wanted to tell Wu Pifu that he wasn't afraid of those patrolmen, he was afraid of Wu Pifu himself!

But Wu Pifu only thought that the little beggar was a piglet sold here. Seeing him stiff with fright, he felt even more pity. He walked up and tucked him under his arm, tucked the big dog Daphne under his other hand, stepped on his feet, and the whole person rushed a hundred meters into the air, and even stepped on the air. Every step he took was a sonic boom shockwave ripple, and the whole person flew toward the luxurious restaurant just now.

The little beggar was already shocked and didn't know what to be shocked about.

Lightness skill? He knew it!

Powerful lightness skill? He was familiar with it!

But he had never thought that someone could rush a hundred meters high and then step on the air to move forward!?

This is not martial arts at all, this is immortal magic, okay!?

After a few seconds, Wu Pifu landed in front of the restaurant. The two doormen were still stunned, not understanding why someone could fall from the sky. Immediately after, their eyes went black, and they didn't know anything.

The entire restaurant door exploded. The gentlemen and ladies in the restaurant were still stunned, just stupidly turning their heads to look at the door, and saw two lumps of meat that couldn't be identified hitting the wall. The entire door was a mess. From the collapsed door, a twelve or thirteen-year-old yellow-skinned boy with dead fish eyes, tucking a suspected black-skinned little beggar, walked in.

"Congratulations to everyone for becoming lucky quiz contestants."

Wu Pifu opened his mouth after walking into the restaurant, and then he grinned, revealing his white teeth and said: "The first one to answer correctly can win a big prize. The prize is..."

"Your life."

(End of chapter)