But he was still a step slower, and by the time they arrived, the thugs had already run away, lying on the ground with yellow hair, blue nose and swollen face, curled up in a ball.

Xiao Fengzhi was frightened, and tears fell down in his eyes, and he didn't recover until he got into an ambulance and rushed to the hospital. Old Man Xiao felt a little sorry for his son, and he could see that Xiao Fengzhi was scared stupid, so he had to enlighten him softly:

"Burning Light, your talent is much higher than his, why don't you study hard to protect yourself and protect the stream? ”

"However, in this world, my mother-in-law told me not to be too strong in some aspects......" Xiao Fengzhi was a little gloomy.

"What a stupid boy, there is a difference between talent and genius, as long as you are strong and dignitary, there will not be any envy of the existence of people who feel unfair to you.

Moreover, your personality is too straight, jealous and hateful, if you don't have strong strength, how can you talk about saving the dead and helping the wounded, hoeing the strong and helping the weak?"

Xiao Fengzhi had long forgotten what he said at that time, but that sentence suddenly lit up his entire life after that.

Xiao Fengzhi began to become stronger and more indifferent, and his former nest was long gone, and he even changed his name to Xiao Fengzhi.

But in this way, the old man of the Xiao family began to worry and worried.

He was afraid that when he grew up, he would lose his heart and lose his true nature, like many people in the world, and he would be numb when he saw death, and he did not want him to have the feelings of a holy father, weeping because of the withering flowers, and grieving because of the mutilation of the moon, but only that he would have a straight and unbending soul of his own principles and promises.

So on the night when the stars were at their brightest, he asked about the dreams of his youth.

"Dream, that is to work with my brothers to be honest and obedient [cut evil]~ The so-called evil is to cut evil and eliminate evil, although I am not a hero, this is also a modern society, but as long as I work hard to become very strong, it will be fine.

Well, I really hope that like the protagonist in the novel, he will be superior in force to eradicate evil and eliminate evil!Ah, it is best to have two excellent treasures, one is called the Soul Snatching Sword and the other is called the Soul Killing Knife~ Although I also understand that these are impossible things, it is also beautiful to think about~"

Old Man Xiao watched his little grandson looking at the sky under the stars, talking about innocent dreams with a straight eyelid, and his eyes were full of starlight.

Suddenly, he felt that this world was not as dark and decayed as he imagined, and at the same time he was faintly happy and proud, and the child he fancied really had a shining soul.

Later, the old man Xiao went to the west, Huang Mao became the head of the family, and Xiao Fengzhi also acted as an agent to correct the "business documents" issued by Kyoto at the request of the elders.

The other brothers also moved out of the house that Xiao Fengzhi bought for them one after another, and began to work in all aspects of the Xiao family, trying to reduce the burden of their own boss, and became what they are today.

The force on Xiao Fengzhi's feet suddenly lightened, pulling him back from his fugue state. When I came back to my senses, I looked at the ground again—

The man had passed out, wearing a somewhat odd shirt with long black hair, and it was obvious from the holes in his tattered clothes that it was a man.

Perhaps this scene overlapped with his childhood memories, Xiao Feng's heart softened and leaned down to help the man and drag him home.

However, at the moment when Xiao Fengzhi was so relaxed, the originally unconscious man punched Xiao Fengzhi's face, Xiao Fengzhi's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he narrowly avoided it sideways, is it a foreign enemy?

Xiao Fengzhi quickly got up and forcefully pushed the man off his hand, but his wrist was cut back, and he didn't hesitate to force the person back with an elbow.

The man took advantage of the strength of the fall, grabbed Xiao Fengzhi's hands with both hands, and threw the person to the concrete floor with one lower back.

Xiao Fengzhi was in pain, how could he make others feel better, he directly reached out and pulled the man's long inky hair, and then hooked his hand, and the man who was already unstable also fell straight to the concrete floor.

But the man didn't know that it hurt at all, and he quickly got up again and began to attack Xiao Fengzhi again, the man was so fast this time that he hugged him before Xiao Fengzhi could react, and grabbed him with one hand, and then ......

I crooked my neck and fell asleep!

Xiao Fengzhi almost couldn't get up in one breath, what the hell is going on with this kid?!sleepwalking or narcolepsy?!No......

Xiao Fengzhi suddenly thought of a detail - the man didn't seem to have opened his eyes since just now! So how did he fight himself?!!

The man in his arms slept like a pig, no matter how he hit and pushed, he couldn't wake up, so he had no choice but to decide to take the man home, he had an intuition that this man was definitely very problematic, but there were some things to understand when he woke up and asked him.

However, the truth is disappointing, the man did not wake up at night.

Xiao Fengzhi has always had a healthy habit of going to bed early, so he had to put the man on the sofa in the living room, just in case, he tied the man firmly with hemp rope before going back to the bedroom and locking the door.

It's just that what he didn't notice was that the moonlight on the half-open window outside the living room was quietly shining into the room, and the moonlight surrounding the man was still thick, and some changes were quietly happening......

It was night, cloudless, and the moon was in the sky.

One of the beige shutters of a certain dwelling was half-opened, with some strange sound blowing in the breeze, rustling, like a shrunken percussion, with a high rhythm, or like an old eulogy with long syllables, full of power.

And the glittering moonlight in the room was also strangely concentrated on the man curled up on the sofa, the man frowned, his lips slightly opened, and he sang something, and his voice was so small that it was completely unrecognizable.

Immediately after that, the moonlight began to work on its own around the man, and the speed of the inter-dyeing and entanglement became faster and faster, and it became more and more ...... The man is like being wrapped in a giant cocoon, waiting for the dawn to break out of the cocoon into a butterfly.

Qi Yuan looked at all this in front of him with some surprise, how could there be his existence in Xiao Fengzhi's memory?

He was sure and sure that he had not lost any memory at all in the short past hundred years of his past life and this life, and this was indeed the first time he had come to the Reverse Time Continent, and he had even fallen into this Jingcheng treasure hunt game as soon as he came......

So, who is this?

However, he was not allowed to observe further, the energy to break the time barrier seemed to be almost exhausted, and a burst of bright light brought Qi Yuan back to Xiao Fengzhi's original memory-

It was when Old Man Xiao went west, Huang Mao was forced to go abroad to cross the country, and his brothers were scattered, and everything had not yet begun......

Zheng Zhuoguang has always been an obscure and submissive character in the company.

Although he occupies the high position of deputy director, he has been pressed to death by the main officer, and even some older employees can call him around and kick his nose in the face.

But he never got angry or laughed. His gaze is always hollow when he looks at people.

You think he's looking at you, but when you turn your eyes and look at him, you realize that he's not looking at anything.

He was so detached that he didn't mind where he was, and he probably didn't feel oppressed at all.

Although this kind of nonsensical speculation about people as the walking dead is a bit crazy, everyone carries his soft persimmon when it is time to bully people.

After all, judging from his usual performance, this Deputy Chief Manager Zheng is always lonely, and the whole family is not hungry when he eats alone. The temper is also very generous, and it doesn't look like there is anything behind it.

The only thing that made this group of oppressive people feel faintly uneasy was his friend who seemed to be very difficult to deal with.

That person doesn't have any commuting time, many times the employees see Deputy Manager Zheng hanging up the phone one after another with a wooden face, and the person is still calling, and Deputy Manager Zheng is annoyed to turn off the phone.

Then the man somehow got the company's landline number again, and continued to call as if he was dying.

Gotcha, no, the call is coming again.

The front desk lady had a dark face, pulled out the microphone and held it up in her hand, and shouted at Zheng Zhuoguang with a displeased face: "Deputy Manager Zheng, I'm calling again." Hurry up and pick it up, let him stop calling!"

Hearing this, Zheng Zhuoguang turned his head and glanced at the front desk, and moved over slowly. It stands to reason that if he usually looks like this, the front desk may have to sharpen his teeth.

It's just that the time Zheng Zhuoguang looked at her just now, her dark pupils seemed to be full of sharp light, although she only closed her gaze in a few seconds, but the dangerous and superior feeling made her unconsciously cowardly.

By the way, she is just a small platform employee, who gave her such courage to bully the vice president of the company before?

If Zheng Zhuoguang could see her uncertainty and doubts at the moment, he would definitely sigh lightly, because the weak eat the strong.

Without further ado, Zheng Zhuoguang just took the microphone and was about to hang up, and the male voice over there who was spreading out the ground and talking in a hurry had already begun:

"Damn, you still know how to answer the phone! You count how many times the master has called you! If you dare to hang up again, just wait for the master to come to the door and block people!"

It's a blessing or a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided. Zheng Zhuoguang's expression was very subtle, and he checked the communication record of his mobile phone, and did not hang up again, "237." ”

"Damn, are you fucking stupid at work, sir, I'm just emphasizing how much time and money Lao Tzu wasted on how many phone calls you made!

"I see. Zheng Zhuoguang said, while his fingers were flexibly swiping between his palms, as if he was charging the phone bill in the online business hall.

And the man who originally thought that the other party understood his good intentions, just heard the sound of the mobile phone, and received the 500 yuan phone bill charged by the visitor.

At the end, he said extremely innocently: "These are enough, right? ”

It's just one by one! to! explode!

"How long the are you going to be decadent? Don't play stupid with me. You fucking big man, don't you want to be cranky all day long, you give up your dreams and give up on yourself because of a little thing, what about you stupid stinky boys who are still waiting for you!"

"When have you been so zealous? Zheng Zhuoguang really came back to his senses at this time, and his eyes became complicated and confused.

"Oh, what's the matter with me? I'm a fucking idiot, and I'm going to believe what you used to say about brotherhood and nightmares. You're all like that, and what if they come back?

No, you!"

Listen to the other party's almost screaming and swearing. Zheng Zhuoguang was rarely a little stunned. However, after a few moments, he came back to his senses and continued to process the information with great calmness under the various eyes of the employees.

He's just tired, he's pretending to be stupid, and he's ...... Why not?

But it is false to say that you don't care, it is false to say that you are not confused, and it is also false to say that you are not tired and not afraid.

Tired of these low-quality, two-faced, observant, bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, tired of this rancid world everywhere;

I am afraid that I will be forced by life and imperceptibly assimilated by the world; Afraid that with the passage of time, his dreams and companions who had been together were also cut to pieces by this pig-killing knife.

Then he found himself out of place in the world. It's like putting a normal child in a world where all kids are thieves.

His sanity tells him that stealing is a bad thing, yet his emotional side is a mess. He would begin to wonder if he would be a psychopath if he never stole from himself.

Of course, these are all fallacies. But no one craves solitude.

Man is a social creature.

That night, Zheng Zhuoguang had a dream that he had not seen for a long time. He almost fell into that half-real, half-real fragmented memory, and bean-sized tears rolled down his emaciated cheeks.

Fortunately, he didn't suffer for long. The one who opened his eyes was Xiao Fengzhi.