Wu Fan has been in the sect family for six years, and under the teachings and requirements of his master, Wu Fan has developed many habits. Just like the previous chapter mentioned in the love of reading all kinds of miscellaneous books, the miscellaneous books are too many to mention. From the poem 301 words to Jia Pingwa's "Waste Capital", it is like a hungry tiger breaking into a nature reserve. The master once said: If you dabble in a lot, you can know the world, mottled and separate. Wu Fan also kept it in mind, but Wu Fan had another habit.

Wu Fan has to get up early to go to school every day, but Wu Fan has to get up earlier than other students, because the master asked Wu Fan to follow the example of the ancients and smell the chickens and dance, so Wu Fan gets up early every day to go to the People's Park near the community to fight boxing like those retired old men and aunts, which is supposed to be self-cultivation and physical fitness. At the beginning, the master would let Wu Fan practice some foreign boxing techniques, such as Draping Palm and Hong Boxing. Later, he opened the inner boxing such as Tai Chi **. However, Wu Fan has never thought that he can enter the hall on the way to martial arts, and Sun Lutang, the tiger-headed young guard, is said to have earned the nickname of the world's first-hand person after practicing martial arts for eight hours a day, and he is only less than an hour a day, so naturally it cannot be compared.

However, Wu Fan still insisted on this habit, like now that Wu Fan crawled out of the bed at the beginning of the day. And the boss Wang Chao resolutely handed over the responsibility of purchasing vegetables to him after learning that Wu Fan had to get up early every day, so Wu Fan had to go to the vegetable market to buy after boxing every day, which shows how important Wu Fan's status in the Wang restaurant is now.

The sky was slightly bright, but it was also slightly cold, and there was even a light snow not long ago. The snow on the roofs of the houses was sickly white under the cold light, and from time to time the wind blew through the ground and a gust of white hair, and the streets without shadows and without a trace of people were seeping people. In addition to the dark and gray, the monotonous colors are only a little yellow street lamp light on the side of the street. It feels like catching the last train alone. However, Wu Fan has long adapted to this kind of life, and working from 5 to 9 is not the life that a poor person should live. However, Wu Fan didn't expect that in such a cold morning, there would be someone as stupid as himself who flew first to forage for food.

On the corner of the street not far behind Wu Fan, there was a pair of eyes staring at the two lines of footprints that Wu Fan had just stepped on on the snow, with a black stocking on his head, which looked no different from the bank robbers on TV. The man in stockings quietly followed behind Wu Fan, waiting for an opportunity like a praying mantis catching a cicada. Holding a Swiss Army knife in his hand, he exuded a chill outside. Wu Fan walked step by step in front, and the man in stockings followed step by step in the back, the distance between the two people was getting closer and closer, but just when the man in stockings felt that he was about to succeed, Wu Fan suddenly stopped.

The man who followed behind also hurriedly stopped, his two feet one after the other, and his heart was pounding. Petty theft is a lot of business on weekdays, but this robbery is the first time, and I don't know why this guy in front of him suddenly stopped, could it be that he was discovered? Then don't blame me for being ruthless!

Fortunately, Wu Fan just felt that the clothes on his body were a little awkward, stretched out his hand and tugged downward, tidied up his collar and continued to walk forward. The robber breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't plan to follow, but took the opportunity to do it.

Before Wu Fan could go far, he was caught by the person behind him with a knife, only to hear the person behind him say: "Don't move, raise your hands!" ”

As the upright male protagonist of this book, Wu Fan, how can he choose to bow to the evil forces when facing the evil forces? So Wu Fan raised his hands high without hesitation, and said: "Don't get excited, this thing doesn't have long eyes, if you have something to say."

A hero doesn't suffer immediate losses, and at the critical moment, it doesn't matter who it is, it still matters to save his life.

"Don't talk nonsense, get the money out!"

Wu Fan had no choice but to take out his wallet and throw it on the ground and said, "There, don't touch me!" ”

The robber didn't speak, just snorted coldly, and was about to lower down to take the wallet on the side, and it could be seen that he despised Wu Fan's cowardice.

At this moment, Wu Fan lowered his head slightly, the corners of his mouth showed a hint of hazy arc, his left hand suddenly twisted away the dagger in the robber's hand, and his right elbow slammed the robber's chest backwards, and added another blow to turn around and kick sideways, directly kicking the unprepared robber. The poor robber barely understood what was going on when he was beaten with a dog to gnaw on the mud. Wu Fan very calmly picked up the wallet worth less than ten yuan that was thrown aside, patted the soil stuck to it, and walked to the robber who fell to the ground.

Wu Fan walked to the robber and squatted down and mocked: "You are embarrassed to come out to rob just like this, besides, you are a pedestrian robber and not a bank robbery, and I still think that you are a foot fetish with a stocking!" Let me see what you look like! "――――――" Xia Jie! ”

That's right, this guy who was unfortunately knocked to the ground by Wu Fan is the son who made Aunt Zhou so helpless, fortunately, Wu Fan and Xia Jie had a relationship with Aunt Zhou, and it is rare that Wu Fan, who is blind in the black light, can still recognize it.

Wu Fan's face? Looking at Xia Jie, who was gloomy and uncertain, he suddenly became angry, and kicked Xia Jie's chest hard, and the painful Xia Jie covered his chest and didn't dare to move. Wu Fan walked over and squatted down and said, "Do you know me?" ”

Xia Jie raised his head slightly and recognized Wu Fan and said, "Angkor! Get to know each other! You always go to my mother's store, you don't remember the villain, just let me go this time, I will work hard in the future and be a new person. After that, he kowtowed to Wu Fan like a wind dog.

Wu Fan hurriedly grabbed Xia Jie and said, "Stop, I guess your mother hasn't received such a big gift from you, I still want to live a few more years, don't break me thin." I kicked that kick for your mother just now, that is, for the sake of Aunt Zhou's face, otherwise I will send you to the bureau directly! "Thank you Angkor!"

"Thank you, alas" Looking at this uncompetitive guy Wu Fan just wanted to say thank you xx, but found that he was very disrespectful to Aunt Zhou, so those two words were not spoken.

Wu Fan thought about it and couldn't just spend it on the street with Xia Jie, so he asked, "You haven't eaten yet." ”

"Huh?"

Wu Fan pouted and said, "I don't look like you've eaten, let's go, I'll take you to eat something." Our store is not open now, I think there should be an earlier store nearby. Wu Fan paused and said, "Of course, you can also choose not to go." ”

Xia Jie did want to sneak away, but he wasn't sure if he could slip away from Wu Fan's hands, and even if he did, it wouldn't make much sense. What's more, I'm really hungry.

"You're just going to do this all the time?" Wu Fan was eating porridge unhurriedly, and asked while looking at Xia Jie, who was gobbling up.

Xia Jie hurriedly swallowed a xiaolongbao and wiped his mouth: "No, I've done everything." A few days ago, I had a few friends with a few friends. Pin, but it was broken up by the police in a few days, isn't this a corner, to be honest, this is the first time I've had the courage to think about robbing a vote, but I didn't expect it" Xia Jie scratched his head, looking a little helpless.

Wu Fan smiled and said, "I can see that the means are unfamiliar and ruthless." In these days, everyone wants to get rich, and it is not that everyone can walk on the road there. If people are not cornered, no one will do these headless business. I'll be honest with you, I actually did some of the things you do now when I was twelve. Everyone is here for food, and I can understand that. ”

Xia Jie blinked suspiciously when he heard this, and asked, "Brother Ang, you said you were twelve years old?" ”

"It's all about the rotten grains of old sesame seeds, but the grains are rotten a little early. In fact, you are much happier now than I was then. After that, Wu Fan briefly told Xia Jie about the bad things he did when he was displaced when he was a child, such as stealing wallets, stealing leftover food, and even stealing steel plates for a few yuan in the temple's wishing pool, which are basically commonplace. Or who hasn't looked back on the past these years? It's just that there's no need to show it off every day.

Xia Jie was speechless for a long time after listening to this, so he had to eat awkwardly beside him. It was Wu Fan who broke the silence: "I told you so much, but I didn't want to educate you anything." Although you have a bite of Angkor, but you are actually a few years older than me, and everyone understands those big truths there, but it's much harder to do than to say, isn't it? In fact, I want to tell you, Aunt Zhou is in her fifties, her life is really not easy, her wife left early, isn't the only thought on you? I also hope that you will think more about her before you do anything, and try not to make the elderly anxious, in fact, the diligence of parents for so many years is not just to have a happy family. ”