"Ouch, yo, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts. ”

A pig-killing scream came from a broken van, like thunder.

This broken bread is really broken, not to mention the paint is gone, and it is full of rust, one piece in the east and one in the west, it looks like a dog has gnawed it, and I don't know how many broken cars it is.

Zhang Daya and his little brother were sitting in the van and were heading towards Hua Yunfeng's residence.

Zhang Daya is in his thirties, five short stature, fat like a pig, and a fat face occupies the position of his eyes, making his eyes appear small.

On his stubby neck hung a copper-plated "gold necklace" snatched from a stall, looking like a nouveau riche.

A large mouth comparable to a blood box with a bucktooth made his already ugly face even uglier. His nickname "Zhang Daya" comes from this buck tooth.

At this time, Zhang Da Tooth was full of green bags, large bags and small bags, one by one, and the whole fat face was full of bags, like a pig's head.

Some of the bags were even more torn and bleeding non-stop. The blood dripping on the suit, mixed with the mud and sand on it, looked very dirty, and at first glance it looked like a beggar.

His bags were made by Hua Yunfeng.

In the fight just now, Hua Yunfeng relied on his precise technique, and as soon as the stone was thrown accurately, Zhang Daya fell into blood mold, and was beaten badly by Hua Yunfeng. If it weren't for the gun, Zhang Daya might have been killed by Hua Yunfeng.

"Light, light, do you want to hurt Lao Tzu?" A little brother with yellow hair was carefully treating Zhang Daya's wound, and one accidentally touched the injury, and the pain was so painful that Zhang Daya pulled cold, and slapped the back of Huang Mao's head.

"Boss, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll be careful. Huang Mao was beaten so dizzy that he didn't dare to get angry, so he was careful.

"Watch out for you MB. "Open your teeth and be grumpy, and open your mouth is swearing.

Huang Mao is about to cry, I'm not careful, I'm not careful, I'm not right, what should I do? I can only think about this in my heart, but I don't dare to say it. Otherwise, with the irritability of Zhang Daya, he might be blown away with one shot.

Zhang Daya is from a gangster, and he doesn't do anything else except for good things. He squatted in prison, and after he was released, not only did he not get better, but he became worse, killing people and robbing ** What have you done? Up to now, there have been several lives in his hands.

"The little rabbit cub is really black, if I didn't have a pole treasure in my hand, I would have planted it all. Zhang Daya thought of Hua Yunfeng, and hated it so much that the roots of his teeth itched.

Zhang Daya heard that capturing street children could be sold for a lot of money, so he gathered some younger brothers to do this thing. At first, it went well, and he caught a lot of street children and sold them for a lot of money. This time, it was planted in the hands of Hua Yunfeng, a fourteen-year-old boy, which made him particularly unhappy.

"Boss, we're going to clean up this little cub hard. "Yellow hair is busy pleased.

"Yes, you must clean up the little cub to survive and not die. Zhang Daya's eyes were full of resentment, flashing with an alternative light, and said: "This rabbit cub has a very handsome face, a very sunny smile, and white and tender skin, which can seduce Lao Tzu's interest too much, well, after catching him, I am happy to bend." ”

Zhang Daya is lustful, has a wide range of hobbies, both men and women, and a handsome and young handsome guy like Hua Yunfeng is his favorite.

The younger brothers who were sitting very close to him hurriedly moved to the side.

"Brothers, let me tell you, such a tender rabbit, don't waste it, you all have to bend, you have to have fun. Zhang Daya smiled and said: "It's better to be happy alone than to be happy with everyone, don't blame the boss for not giving you a chance." ”

"Boss, just let us go, we're straight. "Although a few younger brothers have done a lot of bad things, they really can't accept the bending, and they are bitter.

"What's wrong with the straight? Lao Tzu will turn you around. Zhang Daya said very arrogantly.

The "boss......" junior brothers can't accept the fact of bending.

"Huh?" Zhang Daya's small eyes rolled and flashed fiercely, and his right hand clenched the pistol.

"Bend and bend, the boss says bend and bend. "A few junior brothers don't dare to twist it anymore, otherwise, Zhang Daya will be angry, and it is really possible to give them a shot.

"It's out, it's out. A little brother with an instrument was about to stare off, staring at the instrument in his hand.

"Haha. Zhang Daya was happy, shaking a fat head, and leaning back with a smile: "It's right to explode, isn't it just to explode?"

The little brother who was fiddling with the instrument raised his head, his eyes full of confusion: "Boss, what's the explosion?"

"You don't pretend to be confused. "Zhang Daya is upset, such a happy thing, you don't make fun of it, looking for death, right? The pistol was aimed at the little brother's head.

"Boss, if you have something to say, don't use a gun. The little brother was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Can you try to pretend Lao Tzu again? Let's see if Lao Tzu dares to shoot." Zhang Daya's eyes sparkled fiercely.

He was beaten miserably by Hua Yunfeng today, and he was holding back a fire in his heart, the more he looked at this little brother, the more unpleasant he became, and he really wanted to blast his little brother's head into a rotten watermelon.

"Boss, I really didn't pretend. You see, it's really off the charts. The little brother cried and handed the instrument in his hand to Zhang Daya.

Zhang Daya glanced at it, and sure enough, it was a broken table, and he wondered: "How can it be a broken table?"

"Boss, I tried, and the instrument didn't break. The little brother hurriedly explained cautiously, and said: "The little rabbit cub was shot and bled all over the place, I wanted to know how much he could sell, so I tested his blood, and the result was a big deal." I thought it was a broken instrument, and I measured the blood of several other people, and there was nothing wrong with the instrument. This rabbit cub is really off the charts. ”

"You mean to say...... I'll call and ask. Zhang Daya's eyes lit up, and he removed the pistol, and the little brother breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Daya took out his smartphone to make a call, and quickly got through, cautiously, and said in the tone of his grandson facing his ancestor: "Mr. Gao, I'm Zhang Daya...... I want to ask how to count the explosion?what?100,000 yuan?Okay, good, you can rest assured, I promise to put the rabbit ...... Your ancestors sent it to you. ”

Hung up the phone with a hellish look on his face.

The group of junior brothers looked at Zhang Daya with wide eyes.

"Quick, hurry up. Lao Tzu told you that the little rabbit cub is worth 100,000 yuan. You listen to Lao Tzu, you must catch him. 100,000. After a while, Zhang Dayan roared.

"What? 100,000? What else are you talking about,!" the little brothers roared in unison, their eyes glowing with a faint green light.

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Hua Yunfeng looked at the classroom in shock, this is a classroom built by holographic technology, with a sci-fi style, beautiful, it is a pleasure to watch, and everyone knows that this is very high.

Just when Hua Yunfeng was stunned, a kind of text like a bird's track appeared, flashing quickly, which was faster than a rocket, but Hua Yunfeng could remember it.

I don't know how long the time has passed, maybe a few years, maybe a few days, and when this kind of text no longer flashes, Hua Yunfeng has already remembered everything, as if it has been engraved in his mind a long time ago.

Then all kinds of words flashed, oracle bone inscriptions, seal characters, and simplified characters, which appeared one by one, Hua Yunfeng remembered them all, and he was very impressed, as if he had studied them for decades.

After the language learning was completed, Hua Yunfeng withdrew from the classroom and returned to reality.

At this time, his eyes were a little more smart, this is the magic of knowledge.

Closing his eyes, recalling the words he had just seen, they flashed in his mind one by one, and he was sure that he really remembered it, Hua Yunfeng couldn't wait to try to write, picked up a stone, squatted on the ground, and wrote.

The wrist is particularly flexible and powerful, just like a master who has practiced calligraphy for decades, in one go, with one wave.

"Can I really write such good words?" Hua Yunfeng looked at the handwriting on the ground and muttered to himself in a daze.