Group V.

The brotherly battle between Wu Jiyuan and Rong Xiao continues.

The powerful spiritual power beam, mixed with bursting energy fluctuations, exploded wildly in one space.

Every time Wu Jiyuan attacked, he reached his own limit level, and the wind was fierce, sweeping in all directions, even if he fought with the enemy in the past, he had never been so fierce.

"You traitor...... You have betrayed my trust, and you have betrayed everyone's faith......"

"I have to ...... Teach you a good lesson!"

As the battle became more and more intense, Wu Jiyuan's mind gradually fell into his memories.

……

Inside a simple thatched house.

A little boy of only four or five years old, with his arm stretched out, and there was a wound several inches long on his elbow, and blood stained his sleeve. At this time, he was tilting his head and crying, and it was obvious that the wound was in severe pain.

Squatting in front of him, treating his wounds was a middle-aged man. The complexion is slightly dark, the hair is thin, and the upturned neckline has been so black that it is impossible to see the original color because it has not been washed for many years.

His gaze is scattered, but when he stares at him, he will have a fierce color. It's a standard image of a jobless vagrant, who will suddenly rush up to you when she's short of money to spend. All in all, it's the kind of person who bumps into someone on the street and makes people instinctively want to take a detour.

At this moment, he was cursing incessantly, complaining about this errand out of thin air. While clumsily applying the potion, he impatiently slapped the little boy on the top of the head.

"Don't cry! Scars are such things, but they are men's medals!"

"But...... It really hurts......" The pain of the wound, coupled with the stimulation of the potion, the little boy's mouth flattened, paused for a moment, and then grinned again and cried bitterly.

"You kid is still crying!" the middle-aged man raised his face threateningly, and the little boy habitually closed his eyes and shrunk his neck.

Suddenly, a dry cough rang out in the back room.

"Things that don't grow up, and they're bullying Ah Yuan again?"

Coming out of the room was a gray-haired old man, holding a dry tobacco pipe in his hand, and as he spoke, smoke was constantly coming out of his mouth. The pair of equally godless eyes, the few scars on his face, and the smoky stains on his fingertips are a copy of the "elderly vagrant".

The middle-aged man's movements paused, and the little boy seemed to have seen a savior, shouting "grandpa" in his mouth, while running forward quickly, hiding behind the old man, pulling the hem of his clothes, and carefully looking around.

The old man coughed a few times in a hoarse voice, reached out with his arm, turned around and grabbed the little boy by the collar, and carried him to him.

"Ah Yuan, you remember, the men in our family can eat anything, but they can't suffer. If others dare to bully you, even if it's your own father, you will beat me back!"

The little boy and the middle-aged man were stunned at the same time, and shouted out in unison:

"Grandpa......?"

"Daddy......?"

The old man glared viciously: "Beat it back!"

The little boy weakly raised his gaze and met his father's eyes. Then, there was another burst of chickens and dogs.

……

His name is Wu Jiyuan, and he was born in a "little gangster family". Three generations of their grandparents, and even the grandparents at the top, are all "street tyrants" who make a living from protection money.

His mother could not stand his father's idleness, and they separated shortly after he was born. I was brought up by my father and grandfather.

Although when he didn't understand anything, he was often pumped by his father with the soles of his shoes, and his father was often pumped by his grandfather. From time to time, you can hear a ghost crying wolf howl from the room, the voice of the old and the young.

Every day, the smell of smoke or alcohol wafts through the house. The pile on the table is either pai gow or dice. Before he could walk, he learned to beat people, before he learned to count, before he learned to count, he learned to make thousands, and before he ate a few mouthfuls of food, he drank a stomach first.

However, although he was called the "Beat Family" by neighbors near and far, his life was still quite happy.

The childhood beaten out by a pair of gangster father and son cultivated a body of combat effectiveness for him. Whether it's the ability to resist hits, dodge, counterattack, or even all kinds of tricks, he is quite proficient. Therefore, when he came into contact with other children, he hardly made any effort, and he became the "child king" in that area.

This year, he entered a private school in the village.

As soon as he came home from school, he stretched out his hand to his father: "Dad, money." ”

My father was just about to take out his pocket, and his brows suddenly wrinkled: "No, didn't you bring a lot of money today, why did you use it all up?"

Wu Jiyuan replied honestly: "I bought candy for my friends." ”

The next moment, his father copied him and beat him.

"Nothing to do! They are all your little brothers, they should buy you candy to eat!"

"But, everyone is a good buddy!" Wu Jiyuan was beaten and screamed, still trying to reason, "I buy them candy this time, and next time they buy me candy, does it matter?"

"No, they have to buy you candy!" said the father, slapping him again.

Grandpa heard the movement, smoked a dry cigarette and walked out, and said earnestly: "Ah Yuan, our family has never let others take advantage of your grandfather's generation and my grandfather's generation......"

At this time, grandpa would always talk to him about how their ancestors had been unstoppable for generations.

Under their lesson, Wu Jiyuan returned to the private school and directly scavenged the doubling sugar from a few friends.

This year, he went to the elementary department.

Because the family didn't have much money and had poor grades, he went to a third-rate college. In such a place, the students have to fight at the end of three days. If there is no big trouble, the tutors will fight to close their eyes, and if the trouble is big, the college will also symbolically punish it.

Not long after Wu Jiyuan entered the college, he became a "little boss" as a freshman, and wherever he went, he would always be followed by a group of younger brothers, who were majestic.

One day, in order to compete for power with the senior students, the two sides opened up on the playground and fought a large group fight. Many of the students were injured that time, and when the instructor arrived, he saw that the ground was already mottled with blood, and at a glance, everyone was wearing colors, which was miserable.

"What's going on? who led the fight first?" the mentor snapped.

This time it's a big fuss, and the one who takes the lead will not only have to be punished, but I'm afraid he will be dropped out of school directly. These students, who had been beating hard just now, wilted, and they didn't dare to reply one by one.

After being silent for a long time, Wu Jiyuan took the initiative to stand up: "I did it first! They were all called by me to watch the fun!"

Although it was the senior who proposed to pull the field first, he also agreed to come down. Now that something has happened, as the boss, he should bear it on behalf of his brothers. Wu Jiyuan thinks so.

Maybe because he took the initiative to admit his mistakes, he was a freshman, and he didn't have any bad deeds before, and the college only gave him a major demerit.

For such a punishment, the tutor naturally has to notify the parents. After explaining in detail to his father that Wu Jiyuan was fighting and making trouble in the academy, the tutor explained to him in a matter-of-fact manner, "But this kid's attitude of admitting mistakes is very good, which is worthy of recognition." ”

Because of this sentence, he was beaten by his father again that day.

"Little rabbit cub, you actually punished yourself for taking the blame for others! Isn't it good to push this kind of thing on the heads of those little brothers?"

"Isn't being the boss just about righteousness?" Wu Jiyuan shouted, "Isn't all the responsibility shouldered by you alone?"

The father slapped him down: "Bullshit! What kind of righteousness is talked about, it's all false! On this road, only fists are the last word!"

Grandpa came over smoking a dry cigarette: "Ah Yuan, our family is from your grandfather's generation, my grandfather's generation ......"

Under their lesson, Wu Jiyuan returned to the academy and took the initiative to expose it to the tutor. Those senior students have long been burdened with large and small punishments, and they were directly withdrawn from school when they made such a fuss. His opponent is gone, and he naturally dominates the whole school, and no one dares to provoke them anymore.

As for his younger brother, he asked each of them for a large sum of money, which was regarded as a "top pot fee".

Although on the surface, it seems that he has won a big victory, Wu Jiyuan always feels that his heart is not so happy.

Those senior students, in his opinion, are also righteous people. After they took the pot that day, they also said to themselves in private, "You kid is enough buddy, we will all follow you in the future!" Wu Jiyuan could see that they were sincere when they said this.

Originally, we could be brothers.

But he sold them himself.

……

After three years in the primary department, with a mixed certificate of completion and a few grades that he didn't even see, he entered the Endless Vocational College.

This is the paradise of the legendary gangsters, and many of the people who mix well outside are from the endless. Here, no one cares about you as much as you want to make trouble, and it is said that even among the teachers, they often fight when they disagree.

Here, Wu Jiyuan mixed like a fish in water, and soon became the boss again.

To be honest, in such an environment, it's easy for you to mix well, but it's hard to mix well. Because almost all of the people who can establish power here have some skills, and they also have some connections outside, and they are genuine. If you want to be the boss of this group, you have to completely convince them.

Wu Jiyuan absorbed a lot of advice from his father and grandfather, and he no longer was stupid and angry, but was ruthless and poisonous. Those who can absorb it, but those who can't absorb it, will be driven out of the academy with ruthless hands.

He fully implemented the "egoism" they taught, and although the results were indeed remarkable, and he did become the boss of every call, he found that he really had no real friends around him, except for a group of submissive followers.

When he was young, he bought candy for his companions to eat, and everyone really regarded him as a good brother. By the time he doubled the sugar to get it back, their eyes began to change.

Although he still obeys him, his eyes no longer have the kindness they used to be. They began to fear themselves and stopped calling themselves when they played together. Although it is a young child, it has already formed a layer of hierarchical diaphragm.

In the year of the primary department, he resolutely took the pot on behalf of the brothers, and everyone was grateful and moved by this. As he used his tricks and demanded payment, their eyes changed, the strangeness and fear that he was familiar with.

According to my father, I am grateful that you have a fart and that you have the real benefits in your hands, which is the most practical.

But are those feelings really useless?

At least, he was regarded as a true good brother by others, and he was once warm and happy......

Sometimes, he would avoid the other younger brothers, squat on the cement pipe in the clearing, and smoke and think alone.

"What the hell is such a thing as righteous anger?"

"Is it just a beautiful word to say, or is it a real spirit?"

Those who are often mixed in the academy are indeed not very moral, and they come out to mix for their own purposes. It's not that it's majestic, it's money to spend, and it's not that girls like it. What they have established is purely the authority of a ruler, and they like to be satisfied in the process of enslaving others. No one really treats a brother who mixes together as a brother.

He also asked the other younger brothers, and the answer he got was that they would prefer to reward them with a few more dollars than to be angry.

So, is it really naïve to think about yourself?

In this circle, as long as you can hold power, is righteousness really non-existent?

Wu Jiyuan took a deep breath of smoke and spewed out a large puff of smoke towards the blue sky in front of him.

"Righteous anger, ......"

……

This year, because they mixed well in the academy, they were favored by an organization called the "Black Dragon Society" outside.

The Black Dragon Society is no longer an ordinary student organization, and it is somewhat famous in that realm. It is said that there are many gangs on the list, and they will pay attention to the good seedlings in each academy and absorb them as fresh blood. Due to the special environment of Boundless, it has always been a place that has been "taken care of" by the focus.

The family is happy that his worth has increased, and according to his grandfather, their family has taken this step for generations. They let him mix well, and he will definitely have a good time!

When he was young, he mixed in gangs, and when he was old, he could only be an unemployed vagrant, so was this really profitable? Wu Jiyuan was a little confused at that moment.

The hall master in charge of them is called "Brother Long", and he fights very hard, and he usually gets along with people. On this day, Brother Long said that he wanted to give these newcomers a chance to make meritorious contributions. Everyone is young, and they haven't had a few fights since they joined, and they are all eager to try.

After passing over, I realized that the Black Dragon Society was fighting another gang for turf. There were a lot of people on the other side, all of whom were the main force in the gang. The weapons they brought were also various, and that scene was clearly a serious fight, and it couldn't be compared with the group fights they fought in the academy.

Maybe it's because the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, seeing this scene, the first thing that a group of students thought of was not fear, but "Look at my two fists can defeat four hands, win more with less, beat them one by one, let Brother Long also promote us to be the master of the hall, and from then on, the power and wealth and beauties will roll in."

Although Wu Jiyuan realized that something was wrong, he couldn't leave his brothers alone, so he could only rush forward.

What puzzled him even more was why they were the only students on the Black Dragon Society's side, and what did those key members do?

(End of chapter)