"Where did this beggar come from? Go away and don't disturb our business!" When the assistants of the stall owner saw a beggar, they quickly chased him away.

Amidst the aroma of the food, the beggar who smelled bad still continued walking to the stall nevertheless.

With a skewer in his hand, Jacob looked slightly cautious and cold.

"You're not planning to listen to us, are you?" With that, one of the assistants rolled up his sleeves and walked to the beggar.

Suddenly, the beggar lifted his head, revealing a pair of red eyes that gleamed brightly. When the assistant saw this, his jaw dropped in aghast.

"Oh my God!"

His loud wails attracted the attention of several other customers.

In the next second, they, too, gasped in surprise.

"His eyes shone red? Is he a mutant?"

"He's a devil! Let's run!"


After that, everyone ran away from the stall, which was quite busy moments ago, leaving only Jacob and his friends remaining.

"Hey guys," Harry said weakly with trembling legs. "that man looks dangerous. Why don't we go as well?"

"Go? My ass!" The stall owner brought out a huge knife. "F*ck it! My business is done for the way! A bunch of cowards who would only have sons without any guts!"

"Fine. For my future son's sake, I'll stay here." Geoffrey shrugged as he smiled wryly.

At such critical moments, Harry still had the mood to joke around.

"Do you even have a wife?"

Shooting him a fierce glare, Geoffrey blinked and tried to explain it from a scientific perspective.

"Perhaps he has conjunctivitis?"

"Have you seen any conjunctivitis patients with eyes that shine?" Harry pouted.

"If something happens later, don't panic." A sharp look flickered across Jacob as he looked out of the alley.

As soon as he finished speaking, three more people with bright red eyes walked into the alley.

"F*ck!" The stall owner immediately left the knife in his hands and turned around to leave after he cussed.

They are probably patients with infectious diseases who escaped from some mysterious hospitals! It's time to run now!

"B-Boss, save me!" One of his assistants who stood in front of the beggar let out a loud shriek as he blanched.

Under the bright street lamps, the beggar bared his teeth and growled before he sprinted toward the assistant, who let out a desperate yell before he closed his eyes shut.

"Save me!"

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