"Chaoyang Middle School" is the most famous aristocratic school in Jiangnan Province, which merges the curriculum from elementary school to high school, so it is divided into three areas, namely primary school, junior high school, and high school.

It has the best living environment in the city, strong teachers, the children who study in it are either rich or expensive, and the results of the college entrance examination are among the best every year, and there are dozens of middle schools in Lianjiang City, and one of the few that can stand at the top of so many middle schools can be seen.

Chaoyang Middle School is next to Jiangnan University, coupled with the fame of Chaoyang Middle School, so many rich people like to send their children here to study.

In the first grade class of the primary school, more than 30 children are reading aloud, on the podium is a female teacher with black rimmed glasses, a height of more than one meter and six, a black professional skirt, wearing a snow-white long-sleeved shirt on the upper body, bulging breasts are tall and erect, coiled hair is black and shiny, the face is beautiful, the eyebrows are curved and the nose is small, the red lips are occasionally opened, revealing two rows of white and neat teeth, there is always a gentle smile on the face, the white and red skin looks more beautiful, obviously she is not very old only about twenty years old。

She seemed very happy to look at the children who were serious about reading, but she didn't notice that a little girl was making a guess when she held up the book.

The little girl was only four or five years old, with two good-looking ponytails tied with two small yellow flowers, her curved little eyebrows slightly twisted, her round face was delicate and ruddy, like two clean big red apples, her ruddy little mouth was high because she was angry, her clean and beautiful little ears were red and red, her big watery eyes, and her black and white eyes were like the most beautiful pearls, sometimes shining and sometimes dim.

Fleshy little left hand holding the book, right hand holding a pencil as if writing something seriously. also occasionally puffs up her red cheeks and mutters alone, and her bangs with eyebrow eyes look even cuter.

"Woo hoo!" the bell rang for the end of class, and the little girl put away her things as usual and walked to the school gate with her schoolbag on her back.

At this time, most parents are already driving a variety of luxury cars waiting for their children, most of the children are picked up by their fathers, and a few children are picked up by nannies or bodyguards hired by the family.

School had just ended, and the school gate was extremely congested, and the children were waiting for their parents.

"Tang Bao, didn't your father come to pick you up?" The little girl who was good with Tang Bao was obviously very curious, because every student in their class had a father to pick them up from school, but they had never seen Tang Bao's father.

The little girl with a ponytail blinked with big watery eyes and a ruddy little mouth muttered: "My dad is very busy, he doesn't have time to pick me up, and my mom picks me up every time." ”

Tang Bao's round little face was already ruddy, but his face became red because of lying, and his clean little ears were also cute red.

"Oh, yes, I'll just say that Tang Bao has a father. The other classmates are really hateful, talking nonsense behind their backs, saying that you don't have a father. Tang Bao's classmate is also a very cute little Lori, muttering indignantly.

It is said that the child's words are unscrupulous, and the child of a few years old didn't think about it when he spoke, but just cared about her little girlfriend, and these words also made Tang Bao feel disappointed for a while.

Tang Bao has not had a father since she was a child, and from her memory, she only has her mother and some relatives, her mother loves her very much, and her grandparents also love her. But she was still not happy, and her greatest wish was that one day her father would suddenly appear in front of her and come home happy like any other child.

Tang Bao felt very aggrieved, why do other people have fathers?

"Tang Bao, I'm leaving, my dad is coming to pick me up. The little girlfriend suddenly said to Tang Bao happily with a small face.

"Bye-bye. Xiao Tang Bao looked absent-minded, his big eyes were a little red, and he felt sad and sad in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became.

"I've got to find a dad, a heroic dad, the kind that's better than your dad. The little girl secretly set a goal for herself, usually her mother comes to pick her up, and sometimes her mother is busy and asks someone to pick her up.

Somehow, the little girl's thought of finding a father lingered in her mind, and the ghost left the school without waiting for her mother to pick her up.

When she saw that other classmates were picked up by their fathers, the more urgent she was to find a father. Carrying a small red backpack, a pink over-the-knee floral skirt, and a pair of small black leather boots, he left the school in a jump.

It was already past five o'clock in the afternoon when Guo Buhuai left the bookstore, and if he wanted to integrate into this society faster, he had to know more about the humanities here, and through the bookstore was the best shortcut.

Today, Guo Buhuai is wearing a set of newly bought gray slacks, gray short sleeves, and a pair of white canvas shoes on his feet, which looks a little rustic. The money from the sale of gold chains is the one with bulging pockets.

It's almost dinner time to go home at this point, and I have to go out with Aunt Guo to set up a stall to sell barbecue in the evening.

No matter how rich a place is, there are poor people, and a developed city like Lianjiang City is no exception, just like the difference between Changle Street and a commercial street.

Although Aunt Guo's house is on the edge of the city and is considered a place for the poor, it is only separated from the city by a river. Therefore, Aunt Guo's house is not far from the city, and it is only seven or eight miles away, and there are buses in the urban area that pass near Aunt Guo's house.

"Don't you have fucking eyes? Look at what, look at it, and look at it and gouge out your eyeballs. The five thugs who came on face showed a fierce look, led by a lean man with long hair that almost covered his eyes, because he was in a hurry, he bumped into Guo Buhuai.

"Hehe! It looks like you knocked me over, and I actually got sideways. Guo Buhuai said with a smile, not caring about the threat of the gangsters.

Seeing Guo Buhuai's indifferent attitude, the thin man shook his long hair and scolded: "I really don't know whether to live or die, do you think your life is long?"

Guo Buhuai's face was as usual, his palm was windy, and he pinched the thin man's wrist without hurrying.

"Look for death!" The thin man was pinched by his wrist and was immediately furious, and his evil gall was born to the side, and his right leg did not hesitate to tease his yin leg. It's just that his right leg hasn't kicked anyone yet, and his right hand suddenly has a sharp pain.

Guo Buhuai didn't think about killing people in broad daylight, pinching the thin man's wrist and shaking, flicking, and pulling. Three simple actions completely abolished the lean man's hand.

"Ah...... Ah!" The thin man rolled on the ground in pain, and in the eyes of outsiders, Guo Buhuai just pinched the thin man's wrist and pulled it forward, and then the thin man fell down in the early stage, and then rolled on the ground and screamed.

In fact, Guo Buhuai shook the thin man's arm with his hand, which had been broken into several pieces, and the broken bones were staggered, and the broken part was just pierced with flesh, and the degree of pain could be imagined. Guo Buhuai is a Da Luo Jin Immortal, and he is not a good type, otherwise he would have died a long time ago.

The other four people were shocked when they saw that the boss was easily put down, and quickly helped the lean man up, with a large layer of cold sweat on his forehead, and his right hand hung like a pendulum, completely wasted.

"Bastard, you are dead, you dare to offend our Tiger Gang, don't chop you up and feed the dogs, I have your surname. The lean man's eyes were red, and his long hair was stuck together from cold sweat and roared.

"Hehe! I'm looking forward to it!" Guo Buhuai smiled a little coldly, it seemed that both immortals and mortals had the same bad roots. He has never been a soft-hearted man who strikes when it's time to strike.

"Go up and kill him, kill him. "The lean man is obviously furious, the Tigers have been in the underworld for a long time, and the gang is arrogant, and the local police have a headache.

No matter how high your martial arts are, you are afraid of kitchen knives, and no matter how fast you are, you are afraid of bullets. Several of the lean man's younger brothers took out daggers from their waists and rushed towards Guo Buhuai, and the four of them locked his retreat, and no matter where they retreated, they would be threatened by the daggers. The underground underworld is embarrassed to call the Taoist if he hasn't cut anyone, and the Tigers have fought with other gangsters, and the members are all brave and ruthless characters, where do ordinary people dare to provoke.

Guo Buhuai jumped lightly, swept his right leg around, and all four people who rushed up flew out upside down.

Because Guo Buhuai kicked them all in the head, he just taught them a lesson, and he didn't make a heavy hand. But they didn't feel well, their heads turned black for a while, and they couldn't stand up for a while.

The lean man's eyes widened, and he swallowed, as if he had forgotten the pain of the broken bone. He really didn't dare to threaten this man, and it wouldn't take much effort to kill them so easily.

Although Guo Buhuai's face was calm, his eyes were cold, and the lean man looked at him in a cold sweat. Suffering such a big loss today made him hate it in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, but he was thinking about how to kill this kid in his heart.

These gangsters are insignificant in Guo Buhuai's eyes, and it is very simple to kill them, but it is not good to kill people on the street. He turned around and left, and it was more important for him to go home for dinner.

Carrying a red backpack and a pink floral dress, his big eyes are shiny and shiny if they are gemstones. The little face was even more red because of excitement, like a ripe big apple that was cute. Guo Buhuai taught the little gangsters, and the little girl watched the whole time, her bright eyes full of admiration.

"If only he were my dad. The little girl thought to herself. Guo Buhuai finished teaching the little gangsters and smiled at the little girl when they were about to leave, the deep facial features, the tall nose, the thick sword eyebrows, the faint beard, the spirit of the board, the eyes revealed a gentle smile, the handsome uncle's face, the tall body...... The most important thing is that it's so powerful.

The little girl's heart was full of longing, how good it would be if this was my father, but the thoughts in her heart became stronger and stronger, seeing that Guo Buhuai was leaving, the little girl followed him with her little black leather boots, like a fart, Guo Buhuai went wherever she went.