After a while, Xiang Yang stopped the stick in his hand and exhaled slowly.

Although the body has just been moved, after all, considering that this small world is a world of rule of law, it is not good to play directly with your life.

Control at an appropriate degree, and stop it at the right time.

He threw the stick to the ground, picked up a brick, and controlled the strength to face the back of the dialect's head with a brick, which successfully made him close his mouth full of feces and lay down peacefully on the ground.

Xiang Yang's slender fingers pressed slightly against his chest, feeling the suppressed pain and twisted irritability in his body that had completely disappeared, and enjoying the relaxed feeling of being empty for a moment.

Looking up at the bright moon that was almost invisible under the haze, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, there is no hand-to-hand combat, and the mood problem cannot be solved.

Digest those negative emotions alone?

I'm sorry, but he never wronged his thoughts.

A little dim moonlight fell on Xiang Yang's cold ascetic face.

Slightly messy hair, a neckline button that is torn open to move the muscles, a looming chest muscle, and a strong arm that is exposed when the sleeves are rolled up.

The slight abrasions on the knuckles of his fingers, the scarlet blood stains on his fair cheeks and the gold wire glasses made his whole temperament completely different from the gentle temperament he usually revealed.

The whole person has a little more evil spirit and a sense of cruelty and treachery, and he is alive and well off a sick Sven scum.

[Does the host need to heal the dialect?]

Xiangyang's system has spoken out for the first time since it came to this world.

"No, I controlled my strength and avoided the fatal place, he would only be unconscious for a while, at most he would wake up and hurt for a while, nothing else. ”

Xiang Yang said in a cold and warm tone.

When the system heard this, it didn't say anything more, and continued to be its invisible person.

Xiang Yang slowly took out the tissue, carefully wiped his fingers a few times, wiped off the dust and blood stains, took off his glasses to wipe off the blood stains, buttoned the cuff collar, pinned the collar pin, and regained his cold and ascetic appearance.

Finally, he glanced at the dialect that was sleeping peacefully with a sack on the ground, and indifferently put on his shoulder bag and walked towards a nearby Internet café.

......

is also the real reason why he asked for leave today, in the original plot, if the original owner hadn't beaten someone and was called a parent today, he would have gone to an Internet café at night to complete a single machine repair business.

This kind of work of repairing machines for various Internet cafes and dance halls is considered a part-time job of the original owner.

The main thing is to earn some money to supplement the living expenses of himself and his sister.

Although the original owner and his sister have lived in wealthy families since childhood, they are not as good as children in ordinary families.

They don't have a mother to protect them, unlike the children of those mistresses raised by Jane's father outside will have a fixed monthly living allowance and the mother's meticulous care.

It's not as good as the eldest brother and second sister being taken care of by their father, and they have a lot of money to squander.

The living expenses of the two brothers and sisters have always been in the hands of the lady of the third room, who is accustomed to looking at people's eyes and loves her children very much.

After a few temptations, it was determined that Father Jian didn't care about these two children at all, so he privately allocated the living expenses belonging to Jian Xiangyang's brothers and sisters to his own pair of children as pocket money.

Brother and sister Xiang are not rich in money, and sometimes they want to buy something they want, but they don't have the money to buy it.

When I opened my mouth to my stepmother, I got nothing more than a run and a cold reception.

I don't want my sister to see everything cold and cold at home, and experience the embarrassment and embarrassment he has experienced.

So he came out early to find a part-time job, subsidizing the living expenses of himself and his sister, and lied to his sister that it was the living expenses given by the family.

Try your best to support my sister in a not so bad upbringing.

Step out of the dark and uninhabited alley, and suddenly the street is still noisy and busy, with the hustle and bustle of the city.

Xiang Yang walked in the crowd casually, and the eyes of the passing crowd accidentally fell on Xiang Yang, and they would unconsciously stay on his handsome and delicate face for a few more seconds, and secretly said in his heart that he was a high school student with a warm and cold temperament.

No one would associate him with that Sven scum in the alley where blood splattered on the lenses on his cheeks and his eyes blinked.

......

The moonlight was still dim, and few people passed by in the quiet alleys at night, and the occasional footsteps in the distance faded away.

In autumn and winter, I don't even bother to chirp insects, and the noise on the road dozens or hundreds of meters away, separated by a few intricate alleys, is as if I have several layers of plastic film in my ears.

About a few dozen minutes after Jian Xiangyang left, Fang Yan finally came to his senses, touched the stinging and unbearable head behind the sack, and got up from the ground with difficulty.

"Shhh...... It hurts!

, who the is it...... When Lao Tzu finds you out, he will definitely make your life worse than death!"

The dialect tugged hard for a long time before opening the knot of the sack.

revealed a face that had added a lot of color, and the face that was barely delicate was only left with a blue nose and swollen face, and two pimples on the chin were worn out.

Feeling the slightest pain on his face, and the sticky blood stains on his hands, Fang Yan's whole face was a little gloomy.

Looking around, there was no one around.

He didn't know how long he had been lying on the ground, and now his whole body felt a little cold, and the pain all over his body and the dizziness in his mind had made all his previous good moods disappear.

He's in a terrible mood right now!

Fang Yan's low face was shrouded in shadows, and his voice was cold as if he had been quenched with poison and asked:

"Does the system see who it is? Send him all his information to me.

I'm going to make him pay......"

Although he was a little unhappy that he was beaten so badly just now, the system didn't help him at all, just watched him so quietly and took the beating.

But he didn't dare to beep crookedly with the system, he knew that everything he was doing now was given by the system.

Experiencing the changes in the attitudes of the people around him after his grades improved, he didn't want to go back to the time when he was depressed and looked down upon everywhere before.

I'm afraid that my bad tone will mess with the system, so I won't follow myself.

I had to suppress the anger that burned like magma and seemed to explode, and asked calmly in a tone that was as restrained as possible.

He is now very unhappy, since he got the system, he has always thought that he has become the protagonist of the kind of destiny in the novel, the center of this world, it will be smooth sailing in the future, even if it is a setback, it can only be given by the system.

But what happened just now gave him a blow to the head...... The piercing pain in his body seemed to remind him of how ridiculous and childish his previous thoughts were.