Chapter One: Only Kneel to Heaven and Benefactors

  Huaxia, Western Capital, Huahua Nightclub. Tonight there is a moon, it's not suitable for killing people!

  "Ah!... Let go, I sell art not my body." A stunningly figured bar girl, half-kneeling on the scarlet carpet, was shouting at the top of her lungs.

  The one grabbing her hair was a burly man with his upper body bare, his chest and back covered in scars of dragons, tigers, and leopards. The man, spewing foul-smelling liquor fumes, sneered: "Pfft, stop pretending to be innocent with me! I hate it the most when people say that selling art doesn't mean selling one's body! Heh heh, cheap goods, either you obey me or wait for me to take you by force! Hahahaha..."

  Ye Qing hid outside the door of the private room, and through the narrow opening of the door, he could clearly see his mother Hua Xin Yu's desolation and despair. Ye Qing turned around and ran, familiarly running to the storage room, casually picking up a rusty hammer with rust spots, weighing about ten or so kilograms, but in 16-year-old Ye Qing's hands, it felt a bit light. But he couldn't care about that much anymore, his youthful blood was burning, boiling.

  Some people are torturing their own mothers, while this illegitimate child has no one to rely on. Others can rely on their fathers, but I can only rely on the hammer in my hand, and maybe my mother.

  Because her mother had patted her chest and said: "I may not be sure who your father is, but I'm sure your old lady is me!"

  Ye Qing is back. Through the crack in the door, you can see that sturdy man who's pretending to be dead, tearing apart his mother's pink floral pleated skirt. This must be the rhythm of pretending to be dead!

  A surge of blood rushed to his forehead, Ye Qing bit his lip and sucked on the slightly salty fresh blood, his head spinning, his heart pounding "thump thump thump" violently.

  Quietly, the pink compartment door was pushed open, and with a swift step, he rushed up and slammed into the back of the robust man's head. The robust man immediately let out a heaven-shaking scream, his brain bursting and shrinking onto the carpet, life or death unknown.

  At this time, the night was just beginning to fall, and the endless dusk was the golden moment of the Flower Night Club. Naturally, there would be no shortage of guests coming here to have fun. Two seconds, or three seconds, Ye Qing heard a large number of rapid footsteps approaching, and Hua Xin Yu also reacted from her daze, suddenly snatching the hammer covered in blood and brains from Ye Qing's hand, and using her right hand to wipe it several times on the handle with a practiced motion, before sitting down dejectedly on the crimson carpet.

  Ye Qing watched as the furious Hu Lao Ban called the police, watching as his loving mother was taken away by the speeding police car, his eyes filled with suppressed tears. He let Hu Lao Ban throw him out of the Flower Nightclub like trash.

  Night, bleak as water.

  Leaf Qing, without dependence and support.

  The night wind blew heartlessly, and Ye Qing's eight-pack abs were faintly visible under his black T-shirt. His dearest mother had taken the blame for murder on his behalf, yet he could only wander helplessly in the cold streets of Xijing City.

  Ye Qing was reflecting on how he could have had the courage to strike that blow. It all started from an old book he bought at a second-hand bookstore called "The Divine Junk King".

  Ye Qing became sleepless and forgetful of food after getting this book, then crazily trained to the point of self-torture. One hundred push-ups? No, that was his achievement several months ago.

  Carrying heavy loads for long-distance running is nothing. Ye Qing can tie ten kilograms of sandbags to each leg and run with a load of fifty kilograms as fast as flying. Otherwise, at the age of sixteen, it would be impossible for that hammer to smash a strong man's brains out!

  According to the book, one must first do something that does not go against the conscience of heaven and earth. Did he count as doing something that did not go against the conscience of heaven and earth by smashing the scum's head to defend his mother's dignity? Ye Qing was also unclear, but Ye Qing had already completely entered the plot of that book!

  Once you've accomplished something that big, you'll enter a magical system for fans of the "Trash King", and from then on, every time you help someone, you'll receive rewards in the form of fan points.

  There is also a nameless motto, as long as you keep helping others, you can naturally improve yourself. Ye Qing was not willing to be a bullied trash, Ye Qing yearned for strength, and hoped that he could enter that system. If the premise of killing people was to help them, Ye Qing didn't mind going to help first. Moreover, Ye Qing had made up his mind, determined to enter that system, and vowed to become a great god-level waste king.

  Just as Ye Qing was firming up his resolve, a gentle and warm female voice suddenly appeared in his mind: "Hello, Ye Qing, the tattered king. You have passed the assessment and can enter the Divine-level Tattered King Fan System. This system rewards you with a fan value, help others, improve yourself, the nameless mantra has been input into your recognition sea, congratulations on becoming a god!"

  Ye Qing's body trembled with excitement, what rhythm is this, is this the strong and fierce rhythm that Ye Qing wants?

  Ye Qing was spinning around like a madman in the middle of the road, and it turned out that there were indeed magical things in this world, and they would happen to oneself at just the right time. Ye Qing's heart was surging with excitement on this cold and indifferent street, his footsteps flying wildly as he looked up at the sky and shouted: "I, Ye Qing, from today on, will become a god-level junk king who can defy the heavens! If I go back on my word, may lightning strike me down!"

  "Rumble, rumble..." A burst of thunder and lightning scared Ye Qing into hiding in the corner of a nearby shopping mall.

  Ye Qing's foot landed on something soft and fluffy. Suddenly, a vagrant with a foul odor all over his body cursed loudly: "Damn you, son of a bitch! What are you doing here at this hour?"

  Ye Qing's head buzzed and he clenched his fist, one punch, just one punch, sent the vagrant who was scolding him flying with blood gushing out of his nose.

  Ye Qing kicked the vagrant hard, each kick filled with resentment, until the vagrant knelt down and begged for mercy, but Ye Qing didn't let him off. "Fak Ni Ma's oil, why, why did even you, a beggar, dare to scold me!"

  That vagrant was really thick-skinned, Ye Qing kicked his butt dozens of times, but surprisingly didn't kick him into disability. Ye Qing said with hatred: "Kick you to death, you piece of trash! If you don't beg for mercy again, I'll let you off!"

  That vagrant had never heard such a strange request, and although he agreed not to beg for mercy again, his whole body trembled as he kowtowed with a "thud thud" sound. Ye Qing started kicking his legs, the more painful the place, the harder she kicked. Ye Qing had already forgotten that she was going to help someone, but instinctively didn't want him to beg like a dog again.

  Ye Qing kicked him a few hundred times, and finally woke up the weak vagrant. The vagrant stood up shakily, and Ye Qing, in order to test whether he had truly woken up, kicked him another dozen or so times. The vagrant still managed to stand up straight. Ye Qing threw out a 100-yuan bill: "Buy some clothes and go find a job!"

  The tramp picked up the banknote with a trembling hand, turned around to face Ye Qing's back and knelt down again, saying: "Big brother, benefactor, it was you who enlightened me, my name is Tie Niu, I want to follow you from now on!"

  Ye Qing turned back and kicked the iron cow's butt again: "Follow me, what did I just say? You took my words as farting, let you not be allowed to kneel in the future, you must stand up straight and be a man, don't let people look down on you like a dog!"

  Tie Niu heavily bumped his head again and said, "I, Tie Niu, remember that I am an orphan, uncultured, but in this life, I only kneel to heaven, earth, and my benefactor!"

  Perhaps the sentence "Only kneel to heaven and earth, and to those who have helped me" is the most profound thing Tie Niu has ever said. The softest part of Ye Qing's heart was shaken by this sentence, what a great phrase "Only kneel to heaven and earth, and to those who have helped me". Ye Qing's understanding of that book had thus entered a new realm.

  Helping those who are down and out to lift themselves up, but also giving them a chance to start anew. Only mutually beneficial relationships can last, for if it's just about overpowering one another, the only outcome will be betrayal and abandonment!

  It was this vagrant called Tie Niu who gave himself a new inspiration, Ye Qing helped Tie Niu up with both hands and said: "I have no power or influence, I'm almost a vagrant myself, are you still willing to follow me?"

  A rough and unpolished man, with a rustic pair of eyes that were welling up with tears, said: "Benefactor Big Brother, you kicked me, but only kicked my butt. I felt your concern, perhaps there's also some resentment towards me for not living up to expectations. I don't have parents, I'm just a stubborn fool, this lifetime I'll follow Benefactor, absolutely won't betray, even if the heavens strike me with five thunderbolts, I won't betray!"

  Ye Qing quietly turned her head to take a look at the night sky, and indeed Iron Bull's oath was more reliable. At this time, the moon was curved, the stars were dotted, it was really a good night for making an oath!

  Ye Qing, who was feeling emotional, suddenly clenched his fists and pounded them heavily on his sturdy chest, throwing his head back and letting out a long laugh: "Haha, it's so refreshing! Helping others is truly exhilarating!"

  "Congratulations, you've earned another fan value! Keep up the good work!"

  Ye Qing excitedly directly hugged the iron bull covered in blood, this one-track-minded beggar is a hundred times stronger than his own group of self-serving friends.

  Ye Qing brought Tie Niu, hailed a taxi, and arrived at a small courtyard in the suburbs. It was a quiet and elegant little courtyard, which was shared by her mother and her sister Mo Caihe. Although it was an ordinary house, it was tidy and organized, with a faint scent of perfume wafting through the air.

  Tie Niu was hesitant, unsure whether to go in or stay under the eaves and sleep. Since Tie Niu had memory, he had never slept indoors, either at the train station or by a large building.

  Ye Qing glared at Tie Niu, then used his hand to rub Tie Niu's messy hair and said: "Tie Niu, since you've chosen to follow me, you must straighten your back. I'll treat you like my own brother!"

  Tie Niu's eyes welled up with tears, perhaps in this lifetime he had never cried so much. Even if others ridiculed or scolded him, Tie Niu would not have shed a tear. Ye Qing wiped away Tie Niu's tears and gently comforted him: "Tie Niu, go wash yourself clean, I'll get you some food to refresh yourself!"

  Tie Niu nodded heavily and quickly took off his clothes, rushing into the shower room at a speed of 100 meters. Ye Qing took out some meatballs, vegetables, and other ingredients from the refrigerator, cooked a pot of fragrant hot pot. He also sliced a cucumber, cut two tomatoes, paired with a plate of peanuts, two bottles of beer, and two bottles of Sprite. With wine, dishes, and drinks, it was considered four dishes and one soup.

  Tie Niu finished washing and put on Ye Qing's old clothes, which were a bit small but showed off his explosive muscles. Tie Niu looked at the table of delicious dishes with a clear mind and fresh spirit, and felt an urge to cry, silently deciding that he would listen to Ye Da Ge's orders for the rest of his life.

  Ye Qing glared at him and directly opened a bottle of beer to hand over, then opened another one, and clinked bottles with Tie Niu.

  Haha, Iron Bull is indeed a stubborn one, Ye Qing just politely said: "Alright!"

  He was like he had received a holy decree, and he really did drink the whole bottle of beer in one breath.

  Ye Qing looked at Chun Pu's sturdy iron bull and smiled, the iron bull kept on letting out loud belches, also smiling.

  Is there a collection recommendation? Reward is also a good thing! Don't ask for it and I'll be uncomfortable all over!

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