Time is like sand, half a month has passed in a blink of an eye, Sunday.

In June, it was restless and unusually hot, and the clear sky could not be described, but now, the sky was full of haze, and the window was drenched in light rain.

'Whoo' heavy wheezing echoed in the empty gym, at this moment, Sun Zheng was sweating, running on a somewhat old treadmill, physical training, the task of the week is to run thirty kilometers without interruption, this intensity is already the limit for an ordinary soldier, every time he runs halfway, he will be weak, without a trace of strength, but Sun Zheng has never stopped, because if you want to do a good job, mentality is the most critical factor, exercise it is not only to enhance your physical fitness, but more importantly, to exercise your endurance。

Ah~ Finally finished running, the taste of sweat was too comfortable, Sun Zheng was lying on the floor and couldn't help moaning.

In the dressing room, a dim light hangs in the center of the hall.

Sun Zheng stood in front of the locker, packing up his clothes.

"Click, click"

The movement behind him made Sun Zheng instinctively look back.

Bang!

Before I could see it clearly, a wave of pain instantly spread all over my body.

"Erxiong, isn't this kid?" said a young man in a vest and shorts with a wooden stick in his hand to his accomplice on the side.

"Damn, it's this rabbit cub who kicked and dislocated Xiaoliu's jaw and got eight stitches in the hospital, can I still admit my mistake?" Erxiong lowered his head and cursed, patted Sun Zheng, who had fainted, and then picked it up.

"It's really cowardly, and I was beaten to the hospital"

"Yutian, you don't pretend to me, don't you see how fierce this little rabbit cub was at that time, and put down the monkey and Chaozi in three or two clicks"

"Cowardice is cowardice, don't find a reason, this hairy kid looks like he's going to high school at most, you three big and five coarse"

"Okay, stop, I'm not going to play tricks on you," Erxiong interrupted with an impatient wave.

A dimly lit room, cluttered and dirty.

Sun Zheng woke up in a daze, and the tingling pain in his ears made him sober up a lot, and he wanted to touch his forehead with his hands, but found that his hands and feet were tightly tied with hemp rope, and his mouth was also sealed with tape, so he could only make a 'hmm' sound, and the numbness that came from his arm from time to time realized that he should have been hung up for a long time.

After tossing for a long time, to no avail, looking at the messy room, Sun Zheng, who had calmed down, lowered his head and thought.

At this moment, the door opened, and the only way out of this room was there.

Seven or eight young men were shirtless and came to Sun Zheng's place less than a meter.

'Tear'

"Who are you?" The tape was torn off, and Sun Zheng couldn't wait to ask, if it was a kidnapping, there was no need to make himself like this, not to mention that he was the master who had no money, and it was useless to kidnap himself.

"Little one, it seems that you don't have a very good memory."

"It's you!"

Sun Zheng saw the people outside the door and was a little surprised.

"Remembered? haha"

Sun Zheng looked at the 'familiar' face in front of him, it was the same Brother Jing not long ago, and he secretly cursed in his heart.

"Little brother, you're really hard to find, I let people block you at the gate of your school for two weeks without blocking anyone"

"Big brother, if you have something to say, the kid is a student"

"Okay, let's talk about it"

Brother Jing walked to a dilapidated table, blew off the dust, crossed his legs, and sat cross-legged on it.

"Say, what do you want to 'say well', before you say it, let's sort out an account, two weeks ago you injured my brother, in the hospital for eight stitches, after so long, how can you pay off the medical expenses, and what mental damage fees, how much trauma this has caused to my brother's psychology, brother, I will kindly give you a discount, two thousand, how about it"

"Two thousand? Are you kidding, I'm a poor student who gets so much money from there? I don't eat or drink for a month, and my pocket money is only 400 yuan."

"Smack!"

The crisp slap hit Sun Zheng's side face without hesitation, imprinting five red marks.

"If you want to give it to you, why so much nonsense"

Sun Zheng's head was slowly twisted on the side, the whites of his eyes were a little red, and he stared at the owner of the big hand.

"Smack!"

Another slap in the face.

"Bunny, look!"

"Bang Bang"

For nearly a minute, Brother Jing, who was sitting at the table, looked at Sun Zheng, whose side face was swollen, and he didn't even let out a hard moan.

"Erxiong, stop"

Hearing Brother Jing on the side speak, Er Xiong rubbed his sore wrist and stepped aside, cursing in his mouth.

Brother Jing, who was smiling, rubbed his palms and came to Sun Zheng.

"I'm sorry, this is my brother's hands"

"I'll remember this time"

Well, a small gloomy voice sounded in Brother Jing's ears, without emotion, and for some reason, his heart suddenly tightened.

Afraid? Yes, it is the feeling of fear, as if these short words turned into a big hand like magic and pinched his throat fiercely, that feeling of suffocation, looking at Sun Zheng hanging in mid-air, his head was lowered, his bangs covered half of his cheeks, and he couldn't see his expression, but Brother Jing could feel a kind of calm, yes, calm.

"Touch!" A sound of breaking through the door pulled Brother Jing back to reality.

"Yudu, you're a bastard and a bully, aren't you!?"

Brother Jing, who wanted to scold, heard this angry and familiar voice, subconsciously touched his forehead, hedged to the person in front of him, and said lazily.

"Dad"

"You bastard boy, if it weren't for your aunt Wang seeing your fox friends kidnapping someone back, I would have doubted whether you are trafficking in human beings now! Old man, I pulled you up with a handful of and urine, and you actually made me a ruffian, do you know that you are breaking the law by doing this!"

"Law, hehe, what is law? Can law keep the poor from starving? Or does it give a protective umbrella to the rich?"

Brother Jing smiled self-deprecatingly, looking at the old man in front of him who was blowing his beard and glaring angrily, knowing that this thing could not be done today, he spread his hands, and then led people to the door, letting the old man curse behind his back, when he walked to the staircase, Brother Jing did not forget to look back at the young man, plain as water.

Watching his uncompetitive son walk away, the old man untied the rope and put Sun Zheng down, probably because of the long time he was hanging, Sun Zheng's feet just touched the ground and fell there, Sun Zheng rubbed his numb legs, and stood up with some difficulty.

"Child, what's wrong? The old man will take you to the hospital."

"No need, uncle, I'm fine"

The words are so calm.

Sun Zheng didn't raise his head, covered his eyes with bangs, and limped out of the door.

The rain was still falling, as if God was telling something, Sun was standing under the eaves, looking at the sky.

But his eyes were red.