"Is there still a month to take the college entrance examination?", in the dead of night, Lin Mu was lying on the bed alone, tossing and turning, and was repeatedly speculating about the feasibility of his plan.

At the same time, in an Internet café near the school. A young man who was playing a fierce battle game suddenly felt a tap on the back.

"He. . . Mother. Who, didn't you see Lao Tzu playing a game? When I turned around, I saw a familiar figure.

"Yo, isn't this Mr. Zhao, why do you have the leisure to come to this Internet café, don't be bad for your reputation."

This little rascal with colorful hair and smoking cigarettes was exactly when Zhao Fatzi's student was about to be dismissed because of the discipline of studying. Because he gave Zhao Fatzi some gifts, he was able to get Zhao Fatzi to intercede for him, and he stayed until he graduated from high school.

Because of this, this little gangster owes Zhao Fatzi a favor, and he usually talks politely.

"Xiao Meng, do you still have plenty of money recently?"

"Mr. Zhao, what do you need here to use our buddies?"

The hooligan who was called Xiao Meng was a little surprised, according to Zhao Fatzi's snobbish character, how could he provoke people, and even use his own gangsters to make a move. ”

Zhao Fatzi looked around at the noisy environment nearby, and said in a low voice: "This is not the place to talk, find a quiet place."

"It's quite cautious, this job is definitely not small, thank you teacher for taking care of the business."

Xiao Meng can't find a job since he graduated, and he likes to get something for nothing, so he gangs up with some scoundrels he knew before, usually helping people fight, making trouble, or blocking the road to find some lonely students to collect some protection money, but he can't starve to death.

Zhao Fatzi followed Xiao Meng out of the Internet café, turned left and right into a black alley. Zhao Fatzi faintly heard the cries and cries of girls nearby and the cries for help, but he didn't pay much attention to it. But Xiao Meng was a little distracted, and shouted: "Brothers, don't get it, come to business." Come and greet the guests. ”

Immediately, a few young people who were also angry came over and asked, "Brother Meng, who is this?" ”

Zhao Fatzi seemed to be impatient, and took over: "I came here today to let you clean up one person." I want his pen in hand, you decide. ”

Zhao Fatzi took out a photo from his arms, which was Lin Mu's ID photo. He handed it to a few ruffians in front of him.

"Tomorrow at five o'clock, he will leave school on time, you can find a place where no one is there to solve him, don't expose what I asked you to do. If well done, this is yours. ”

Zhao Fatzi took out a bank card from his arms.

"There are 20,000 yuan in it, if I am satisfied, there will be a place to use you later."

The hooligans often did this kind of hurtful thing, but they just broke an arm, and even if they were caught, there were many people, and they could commit perjury and retract their confessions.

In the blink of an eye, it was the afternoon of the next day. Lin Mu's Yude High School was out on time.

When Lin Mu walked out of the door, because of the reward of being proficient in the Tangible Meaning Fist, he clearly sensed that there were several malicious eyes enveloping him.

With a relaxed smile, he suddenly sped up after just a few steps and walked into a remote alley.

The hooligans behind saw that the situation was not right, and they couldn't think about it, so they quickened their pace and chased after them. Then a wonderful scene appeared, a young man followed by five or six angry hooligans, and you chased me and ran in the alley for ten minutes.

Lin Mu, who had been rushing with the hooligans in front, felt that it was almost over, and deliberately slowed down. The group of hooligans behind saw Lin Mu's speed slowing down, and they were overjoyed: "You kid finally can't run, but I'm tired to death." ”

The hooligans all mustered up the remaining strength and ran forward, and when the first hooligan's hand was about to put on Lin Mu's shoulder.

But he saw a white shadow flashing, and the hooligan saw his nose bleed and flew to the side. When I came back to my senses, I saw Lin Mu alone beating a group of hooligans, although he was beating and attacking, but every punch and kick was clear-eyed, and the seemingly ordinary fist was difficult for everyone to resist.

"Big brother, run, this kid is a practitioner, let's hit a hard point." The hooligans were about to scatter and flee, but Lin Mu had been waiting for a long time, rushed forward, punched one punch at a time, steady and fast, and slashed at their necks with a hand knife. Then when they couldn't stand the pain and fell unconscious, he searched their bodies, took out all of their wallets, and counted them, a total of more than three thousand.

Lin Mu put the money in his pocket with a big grin, smashed all their mobile phones, and then floated away. Then I found a secluded place and called home, saying that I was tutoring at the teacher's house, and I couldn't go back to eat, so I would go home later.

Father Lin and Mother Lin did not doubt him, and agreed to Lin Mu's request with a smile, so that Lin Mu did not have to go home in a hurry, and focused on studying.

As soon as Lin Mu put down his mobile phone, he listened to the system prompt: "After punishing evil and promoting good, 200 merit points will be rewarded." ”

"Sure enough, punishing evil is promoting good, and merit points can be obtained. Then in the subsequent tasks, more merit points should be rewarded. ”

The reason why I ran away with a group of hooligans for a while just now is because the highest thing in Lin Mu's attribute is physique, and the strength is not even as good as that of ordinary prime.

Therefore, Lin Mu consumed the physical strength of the hooligans, and then suddenly sneaked attack, and with the power of Xingyi Fist, he successfully stunned all the hooligans, and he could continue his follow-up plan.

According to his memory, Lin Mu quickly came to Zhao Fatzi's house, and then quietly hid.

Sure enough, Zhao Fatzi quickly sneaked out, as if hiding from someone. Lin Mu followed him quietly, and finally walked into a dilapidated warehouse.

Lin Mu didn't enter it, but waited for a while, and the group of hooligans who were beaten with blue noses and swollen faces, and who were supporting each other to walk, came to this warehouse and entered the warehouse with a grin.

Lin Mucai climbed up, quickly found the vent of the warehouse, and quietly listened to the reaction inside.

Inside, however, the situation is extremely chaotic.

Zhao Fatzi, who was originally worried, was afraid that the hooligans would be too ruthless and die, and when the time came, he would be planted on his head, and he was afraid that the hooligans would be caught by the police, so he confessed himself as the instigator and ruined his reputation.

Originally, when he heard the voices of the hooligans, Zhao Fatzi just breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly saw that the hooligans who came in were all blue noses and swollen faces, limping, and asked in surprise:

"What's going on, how did you get to be like this. What about the kid? You let him run? ”

And the hooligans were all angry, and scolded one after another: "Why don't you say that kid has practiced kung fu, you dead fat man?" A group of us were almost killed by him, and even the valuables on our bodies were robbed. ”

Zhao Fatzi couldn't believe it: "How is it possible, I have been teaching him that kid for a year, how can a waste practice any kung fu, and he can beat five or six of you to a bruised nose and swollen face, and even the money has been robbed." ”

At this time, Lin Mu, who was eavesdropping on the top of the warehouse, was smiling, with the merit system in his body, he might get unexpected help at any time, and it was not easy to clean up such a few little hooligans?