"What's wrong?" asked Li Huan as he stood up suddenly.

"Biaozi's leg has been scrapped, and I'm in the hospital with him now..."

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On a cold and steep winter day, a man with a tiger's back and a very strong waist was washing someone else's car in a car wash in Haizhou City, he was Li Huan's good brother Li Biao, who had played since he was a child.

Less than 20 days after his mother died of cancer, he moved from Suzhou to Haizhou, where he now works as a car washer in a car wash.

Li Biao, dressed in a gray uniform, washes a Santana sedan with a water spray gun on his face, and he has not smiled since his mother died, rarely speaking. Just working silently, a 17-year-old young man who graduated from junior high school worked silently with the responsibility for the future and his family.

"Hey, come over here and wash my car first. At this time, a fashionable man with sunglasses walked over, chewing gum in his mouth and yelling at Li Biao.

"Wait a minute, I'll wash this car first. Li Biao glanced up at the man and said very plainly.

"This broken Santana is still washed, first wash my BMW. The man glanced disdainfully at Santana in front of him, pointed to the white BMW parked at the door, and said.

"I'm sorry, I'm going to finish washing this one first, please wait a minute. Li Biao still used a water spray gun to keep cleaning the ordinary-looking Santana 2000 in front of him.

"Grass!" The man in sunglasses glanced at Li Biao with contempt and took out his wallet. Then he threw a few hundred pieces next to Li Biao, and said coldly, "That's okay, right? I want to ask Lao Tzu to tip and say, Lao Tzu has money! Take it to shoot guns, hurry up and wash my car!"

Li Biao glared at the man in sunglasses fiercely, stepped forward and forced two steps, stepped on the banknotes and shouted: "Is it great to be rich?

After saying that, Li Biao threw the water spray gun on the ground and turned to leave.

"Grass, pretend to be an uncle with Lao Tzu, you're fucking, you know..."

"I'm grass!" Li Biao, who had already turned to leave, couldn't bear it anymore, because this bastard opened his mouth to scold his mother who had just died.

Li Biao overturned the man at once, rode on him and smashed it wildly with his fists. Li Biao, who had been suppressed for too long, went crazy and beat the man who fell to the ground, his fists were already stained with blood, but he still didn't stop, he promised his dead mother not to mix anymore and be an honest man.

But this bastard has been bullied to the end, if he just insulted Li Biao himself, maybe he could bear it, but he couldn't scold his mother.

"I'll let you scold! I'll let you scold, paralyzed..."

The fists were still swinging alternately, each punch splashing with a splash of blood.

"Biaozi, stop, he's Wang Peng, stop it..." At this time, the owner of the car wash room and a few guys ran over and hurriedly came to pull Li Biao.

But where can they pull it, Li Biao has been a particularly ruthless character since he was a child. The four of them pulled him together, but they couldn't pull him away.

"I'm grass, your mother, grass!"

Li Biao still scolded and smashed Wang Peng fiercely, and his fist smashed on Wang Peng's face like raindrops. The muffled sound of the fist smashing on his face and the sound of Wang Peng's head hitting the ground made the hearts of the people watching from the side cold, and the Li Biao in front of him, who usually rarely spoke, was simply like a madman, eager to beat Wang Peng to death!

It took a lot of effort for a few guys to pull Li Biao away, and when Li Biao was pulled, he kicked Wang Peng, who had fallen in a pool of blood and couldn't move.

Li Biao, who was pulled aside, gasped, his eyes were frighteningly red.

Wang Peng, who was beaten to the point that he was unconscious, was rushed to the hospital by the owner of the car wash, but Li Biao, who was sitting on the side, hugged his headache and cried, he remembered his mother's instructions before he died, and he thought of his mother who had not been filial to him in a day...

The tears were silent, Li Biao, who looked very strong and savage, couldn't cry, his heart hurt!

...

Wang Peng, a well-known bully in Haizhou City, has hundreds of brothers, and is the owner of a very large restaurant!

Wang Peng went to the hospital for treatment and was discharged in two days. With thick gauze wrapped around his face, he rushed to the car wash where Li Biao worked with more than two dozen people.

"Paralyzed, cut him down!" Wang Peng stood at the door of the car wash and yelled, and a group of people behind rushed in with machetes and steel pipes.

Li Biao was still washing the car, and when he saw someone rushing in, he hurriedly picked up a large wrench and rushed over, he was not afraid of fighting!

For a time, more than two dozen surrounded Li Biao. The machete in his hand waved wildly, slashing at Li Biao fiercely. didn't care about Li Biao's life or death, and slashed his head and face.

There were too many people, and Li Biao was surrounded in the middle, with a lot of knives on his face and body. But he yelled so loudly that he picked up the wrench in his hand and smashed it when he saw someone. Several people who were close together had their jaws shattered, their heads smashed into bloody holes, and they fell down screaming.

But people's energy is very enduring, and endurance is limited, Li Biao has been hit by an unknown number of knives, and his blood is pouring out. He couldn't hold it anymore and fell, his whole body was blurred with flesh and blood, and he fell to the ground trembling.

Seeing that Li Biao was no longer good, those people stopped.

"Break his leg for me!" At this time, Wang Peng walked in, glared viciously at Li Biao, who was lying in a pool of blood, and roared.

Two men with steel rods in their hands walked up and raised their steel rods in the air. After a smash, Li Biao couldn't help shouting and curled up on the ground.

The two of them smashed dozens of sticks on Li Biao's legs in a row, and Li Biao's leg bones were smashed to pieces.

"Let's go!" Wang Peng kicked Li Biao hard before he left with hatred.

"Ahh

The pain in his heart made Li Biao cry, the wounds all over his body were bleeding, and Li Biao rolled in pain.

At this time, the car washers and bosses who were hiding on the side came over and sent Li Biao to the hospital.

Fortunately, Li Biao's life was relatively hard and he was saved, but his leg was useless. was completely abolished, and Li Biao, who was homeless after being discharged from the hospital, became a beggar.

In fact, he has a home, and he still has a few relatives, but Li Biao, who is strong, is unwilling to be a burden to anyone. He crawled on the ground with his hands, begging on the streets as good as a dog. He wanted to die, but he didn't. It is hatred that supports him and supports him to live.

But Li Biao was stubborn, and he didn't tell anyone.

If it weren't for Tang Wushuang going to Haizhou City to see him by the way, I'm afraid no one would know until now that the unkempt beggar was Li Biao, a 17-year-old boy in his prime.

...

Haizhou City, a high-end restaurant.

Today's business is exceptionally good, and the entire restaurant is almost full of people from the first to the fourth floor.

A handsome young man lit a cigarette and smoked with a somewhat lonely expression. Sitting with him was a blonde boy and a man in a full suit.

They are Li Huan, Liu Kui and Li Huan's good brother Tang Wushuang in junior high school.

"Do it!" Li Huan threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and said coldly to Liu Kui beside him.

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