Xijiang No. 3 Middle School is one of the worst among the public middle schools in Xijiang City. Xijiang No. 3 Middle School is like a shelter for all kinds of delinquent teenagers who have been ordered to drop out of other schools, as well as those students who have no choice but to enter this middle school because they have no money.

Outside the toilet of Xijiang No. 3 Middle School, three tall boys surrounded a boy who wore glasses and looked like a bully.

"Hey, Xu Tian, I've been a little tight lately. Lend me 300 dollars! The first senior student with pierced ears, dyed blond hair, shirts, and slippers, as if afraid that people would not know that he was a delinquent teenager, pushed the bespectacled, bullie-looking boy against the wall of the toilet, and said in a huff.

"But, Chen Yang, you borrowed my 200 yuan last time, and you haven't paid it back to me!" Xu Tian said timidly and quietly.

The student in front of him, Chen Yang, is a student in the second year of junior high school in Xijiang No. 3 Middle School, and he is very good at fighting, and it is said that he has a relationship with gangsters above society, and he is a sideways character in Xijiang No. 3 Middle School.

"When did I borrow your money? Hey, hey, don't frame me! You say I borrowed your money, what proof do you have? What about my IOU? What about witnesses? Now this society is a legal society, and we must talk about evidence! You say, "Oh yes!" Chen Yang turned his head and smiled at the two attendants beside him.

"Haha, that's it!"

"Don't frame us! We are good students and never do anything against the law! ”

The two henchmen laughed sarcastically.

"Seven days ago, I borrowed 200 yuan from you. How can you not admit it! Xu Tian said anxiously.

"Damn, Lao Tzu borrowed your money to look up to you, don't be embarrassed!" Chen Yang's face changed suddenly, he stepped forward and slapped Xu Tian hard, and then kicked Xu Tian in the abdomen, causing Xu Tian to collapse to the ground.

The two attendants beside Chen Yang also stepped forward to punch and kick Xu Tian, but Xu Tian could only curl up in a ball and let Chen Yang kick and beat.

"Wouldn't it be okay to take out the money earlier? Depend on! It's only 135 yuan, what a poor ghost! After a burst of punching and kicking, Chen Yang walked to Xu Tian's side, groped around Xu Tian's body for a while, and only found more than 100 yuan.

"Hey! Xu Tian, come over to us with two hundred yuan in a week, otherwise we will see you and beat you once in the future! Chen Yang grabbed Xu Tian's hair and punched Xu Tian's scarred face, face with countless tears.

At this moment, a student wearing the uniform of Xijiang No. 3 Middle School with a somewhat vicious eyes appeared here, stepped out, kicked Chen Yang in the abdomen fiercely, kicked Chen Yang away, and then stepped forward like a young cheetah and punched the noses of the two followers fiercely, smashing their noses as if they were about to crack, and the nosebleeds flowed.

"Nie Leng, don't you want to die! Look at Lao Tzu if he doesn't smoke you to death! Chen Yang held his stomach and retched a few times, roared angrily, and rushed towards the student with a fierce look in one step, and blasted a punch into the face of the student with a somewhat fierce look.

Nie Leng was like a fierce juvenile cheetah, on the side of his body, Chen Yang's fist slammed into his left shoulder, and he slammed an uppercut on Chen Yang's chin.

Under Nie Leng's heavy punch, Chen Yang's head shook, he lost consciousness, and fainted to the ground.

Chen Yang's two followers all looked at Nie Leng with some fear, among the three of them, Chen Yang was the most capable of fighting. Now that they were stunned by Nie Leng's punch, they were not Nie Leng's opponents.

"Drag him away!" Nie Leng glared fiercely at Chen Yang's two followers.

Chen Yang's two followers were shocked, and they carried Chen Yang on their backs and left here.

"I'm Nie Leng from the fifth class of the second year, and this time I saved you. This is my labor fee! Next time if you need someone to protect. Then bring the money to find me in the fifth class of the second year! I was only in class in the morning and not in the afternoon. Protection costs 20 yuan at a time, and protection costs 100 yuan for a semester! Nie Leng rubbed the shoulder that was hammered by Chen Yang, picked up the stack of money from the ground, took out two pieces of ten, and threw the rest of the money in front of Xu Tian.

On summer afternoons, the sun is very hot.

"Skip class!" Nie Leng strode out of the school gate in the scorching sunshine.

"Recycle all kinds of old refrigerators, old computers, paper skins, wine bottles..."

Soon, with a shouting voice, Nie Leng rode a slightly dilapidated human-powered tricycle through the streets and alleys and communities of Xijiang City, like a hard-working male ant buying all kinds of rags.

As time passed, under the scorching sun, the sweat on Nie Leng's body continued to overflow, wetting his clothes, he just silently picked up the towel around his neck and wiped the sweat away, and the back of his broken tricycle was also full of all kinds of rags.

"Wait a minute! The one who collects the rags! Shortly after Nie Leng entered a community, a young man's voice came from under a unit.

"Do you have something to sell?" Nie Leng stopped the tricycle and looked at the young man in his twenties, who was wearing slippers and casual clothes, and said lightly.

"Yes!" Seeing Nie Leng's somewhat vicious eyes, the young man's domineering momentum froze, and he walked down and opened a storage room under the unit.

In the storage room, piles of wine jars and boxes of books were piled up like garbage heaps, and at the same time, there was a strange smell of musty mixed with the aroma of beer and liquor.

"Come and see, how much is this!" After the young man opened the storage room, he pointed to the wine bottles and books and said to Nie Leng.

Nie Leng walked in, moved out the piles of beer bottles and books, and then began to count and calculate.

"Forty-eight beer bottles, two cents each, a total of nine pieces of six, sixty pounds of waste paper, four cents per catty, a total of twenty-four pieces. A total of thirty-three pieces and six cents. Nie Leng took out a pile of small bills from his arms, ordered thirty-three yuan and handed them to the young man.

The young man counted carefully, then strode up to the unit.

"It's time to go home and pick up that guy!" After the young man's deal, Nie Leng rode his dilapidated tricycle through the streets and alleys to an urban village and entered a bungalow.

After putting the tricycle away, Nie Leng walked towards the Xijiang No. 3 Middle School.

The crisp bell echoed through the campus, and a student in school uniform streamed out of the campus.

A beautiful girl wearing the uniform of Xijiang No. 3 Middle School, wearing a single ponytail, her skin is as white as snow, her two big eyes are bright and bright, her facial features are delicate and perfect, her small breasts are bulging, and she is full of vitality and youth, and two female students walked out of the campus talking and laughing together.

At this moment, Liu Yuefei, a junior high school student of Xijiang No. 3 Middle School, and three followers stood in front of the beautiful girl, wearing a famous brand, combing his hair shiny and shiny, and looking quite handsome.

"Li Xiangyun, come with us to the game center to play!" Liu Yuefei stared at the girl with a single ponytail, full of innocence and vitality, with greedy eyes, and said loudly.

Although Li Xiangyun is only a student in the first year of junior high school, she is excellent in character and learning, and her motor nerves are also good, and she is the first beautiful girl in the first year of junior high school in Xijiang No. 3 Middle School. Liu Yuefei has been paying attention to her for a long time.

Looking at Liu Yuefei and his followers, the surrounding students avoided it from afar.

This Liu Yuefei is the son of the director of the Xijiang City Land Management Bureau, and he is mixed with some hooligans in the society, and he is a tyrant in Xijiang No. 3 Middle School, and few people dare to provoke him.

"I'm not interested, get out of the way, or I'll tell the teacher!" Li Xiangyun raised her eyebrows and said coldly.

"Sue, if you have the ability, you can sue! In this Xijiang No. 3 Middle School, there is no one I can't afford to mess with. Liu Yuefei smiled flirtatiously. He didn't enter those aristocratic schools according to his father's arrangement, because he understood that there were many of them that he couldn't afford to mess with. And in the garbage school of Xijiang No. 3 Middle School, he can be the king and hegemon, and no one dares to mess with him.

"Come with me!" Liu Yuefei stretched out his big hand and grabbed Li Xiangyun!

Li Xiangyun was shocked and angry, and strode back.

"Get out of here!" At this moment, Nie Leng rushed out with a big wooden stick in his hand, and slammed it on Liu Yuefei's body, knocking him to his knees.

"Brother!" Seeing Nie Leng appear, Li Xiangyun suddenly let out a cry of joy.

"! Beat him to death! Liu Yuefei endured the pain and glanced back at Zhao Feng, and ordered loudly to the three attendants.

The three attendants immediately rushed towards Nie Leng.

Nie Leng held a thick wooden stick in his hand and smashed it at the three followers very fiercely.

Although Nie Leng is young, he often carries some heavy objects such as wooden furniture weighing dozens of catties, and his physical fitness is excellent.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Liu Yuefei turned around and ran.

Nie Leng chased after him with the thick wooden stick, sprinted dozens of meters and chased after him, and smashed Liu Yuefei's back with a stick, smashing him to the ground.

"Ahh My father is Liu Yuejun, director of the Land Management Bureau, you dare to beat me. I won't let you go! Nie Leng! After Liu Yuefei fell to the ground, he screamed in pain, and then looked at Nie Leng and threatened loudly.

"It's you bastard!" Nie Leng's eyes were cold, and the thick wooden stick in his hand hit Liu Yuefei's body with a slashing head and face.

"Stop fighting! Stop it! Under Nie Leng's beating, Liu Yuefei quickly cried loudly.

"Liu Yuefei, I know that your father is Liu Yuejun, director of the Land Management Bureau! I also know that you are not easy to mess with! I never wanted to mess with you, and don't mess with me! If you dare to touch a single hair of my sister and provoke me, I will take a knife and touch your house at night and kill your whole family. When I die, I will bring your whole family to the funeral! Got it? Nie Leng pulled up Liu Yuefei's hair, glared at Liu Yuefei fiercely with those fierce eyes, and threatened coldly.

"Got it!" was glared at by Nie Leng's vicious eyes, and a chill surged into Liu Yuefei's heart.