In Yanjing City, in front of the Wangji Teahouse, a taxi slowly left, leaving a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy with a trolley box and looking up at the dilapidated teahouse in front of him.

"I'm back, old fellow." The young man raised his hand and pushed the glasses between his eyebrows, smiled slightly, and walked over with the box.

The young man's name is Ling Zijie, and he has been living in this small teahouse in front of him since he was adopted by Lao Wangtou from the orphanage when he was three years old.

The teahouse is not big, the two-storey small teahouse looks inconspicuous on this street, in this materialistic era, it is already very good to ensure the basic life of the two people.

There is a small courtyard behind the teahouse, which is also the home of Ling Zijie and Lao Wangtou, usually at this time, Lao Wang should be shaking a pu fan in the teahouse, squinting his eyes and drinking tea and listening to the play, but when Ling Zijie walked to the door, he was blocked by an A4 paper of "teahouse transfer".

"What?" Ling Zijie looked up and looked around, pulling the box into the side door.

In Ling Zijie's impression, Lao Wang is a standard old ** silk, often sitting on the second floor of his own small house, whistling at the young girls on the street with his feet, but this does not affect his strict discipline and special training of Ling Zijie, according to his words, your kid is my heir, no matter what, you can't fall into Lao Tzu's name when you go out in the future.

He didn't know what the old guy's name was before, but because of this sentence, he had a miserable childhood plus a fucking ~one~book~read~ novel ybdu teenager.

The backyard is not big, there are only two or three houses, Ling Zijie threw his luggage into his bedroom, turned his head and walked to Lao Wang's house.

Lao Wang's house is on the other side, much larger than Ling Zijie, the antique layout inside, the mahogany furniture of Yishui, quite a bit of literary fan, according to Lao Wang's words, this is called taste.

"Lao Wang? Old guys? Ling Zijie pushed open the door and just spoke, but his face changed and he suddenly rolled forward.

Bang bang bang

After a dense bang, the surroundings fell silent, only some tea sets that had been knocked over by flying needles were still spinning on the ground, and there was no other sound at all.

"Can you change it to something a little creative? Come to this every time, you can't be annoyed! Ling Zijie rose from the ground with a carp and yelled at the empty surroundings.

Suddenly, there was a soft sound, and Lao Wang's figure was projected on the wall in front of him, startling him.

When will this old guy play high-tech again?

"Looks like the job is well done." Lao Wang's projection nodded and praised Ling Zijie, "But it seems that there is no breakthrough yet." ”

"Less nonsense, say, what's going on? Where are you? Seeing Lao Wang's projection, he knew that the old guy was indeed not here, Ling Zijie sat on his mahogany chair loudly, picked up an apple and nibbled on it.

"Young man, don't be so impatient." Lao Wang said slowly, "I'm not in Yanjing now, I can't say where I am, will I tell you that I am a member of the Huaxia Special Operations Group, and I was called back by the organization to carry out a mission?" ”

Ling Zijie nibbled on the apple, he just rolled his eyes, he didn't feel cold, this old guy talked about how powerful he used to be, and said that he was a member of the Huaxia secret operation team, whenever he bragged about Haikan, Ling Zijie would silently give him a middle finger in his heart, and this moment was no exception.

"You don't believe it, do you, you kid is capable? Believe it or not, I flew back in minutes and chopped off your three legs? ”

"Believe it, believe it, your old man has never said half a nonsense." Ling Zijie didn't bother to compare with this old guy, "Say, how long can I rest this time?" What's next? ”

"There should be another five minutes of rest." On the wall, Lao Wang's black face smiled, "Everything is in the drawer on your left, you open it and take a look." ”

"Damn, is there humanity, I just came back, aren't you afraid that I will sue you for child labor?" Despite saying this, he quickly rummaged through the drawer, and a bright red admission letter came into view.

"Hongqi Middle School Admission Letter?" Frowning, Ling Zijie picked up the admission notice and looked like Lao Wang, "What do you mean?" Mission at school? ”

"Actually, it's not a task, it's for you to go to Hongqi Middle School to transfer to the third year of high school." Lao Wang said with a smile, "I have already arranged it, now I will go directly to the eighth class of high school to report, take the college entrance examination in two months, and I will go to the Huaxia Military Academy to find you in a year." ”

"High school? Taking the college entrance exam? Ling Zijie opened his mouth widely, "Old man, your head is not burned, I graduated from college, you let me go to high school?" ”

Indeed, although he is only seventeen years old, under the high-pressure training of Lao Wang since he was a child, Ling Zijie has already completed the basic courses of ordinary universities, although he does not have a graduation certificate.

Lao Wang still smiled, didn't care about Ling Zijie's expression, and continued: "In the drawer on the right is your Hongqi Middle School uniform, and the shoulder bag next to it is your schoolbag, oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you, Hongqi Middle School will arrive at half past two in the afternoon, so you'd better hurry." ”

"Nima." Raising his hand to look at the time, Ling Zijie quickly took out the set from the drawer on the right, the school uniform similar to the Mao suit was put on his body, no matter what, the things that Lao Wang explained must be completed on time, this is the truth he summed up from countless blood and tears since he was a child.

Picking up his schoolbag, Ling Zijie rushed out of the small courtyard as if his buttocks were on fire, and ran wildly all the way.

"Hehe, I've finally grown up." The projection of Lao Wang on the wall slowly faded, and the room echoed with Lao Wang's laughter.

There are cars coming and going on the street, this will be the peak of going to school and work, and if you take a taxi, it will definitely be ugly, but if you wait for the red light on the side of the road like a good baby, it is estimated that it will be too late.

"Damn it." Ling Zijie looked at the traffic coming and going, and his heart was ruthless, and he rushed in over the guardrail.

Rapid honking and braking sounded, and several cars of all kinds passed by, and he did all kinds of thrilling acrobatic maneuvers in the traffic, dodging the whizzing cars.

It's just that Ling Zijie didn't notice at this time that a car with a very fast speed was rushing towards him, and the owner of the car didn't seem to notice Ling Zijie on the road, and he didn't mean to slow down at all.

"Get out of the way, boy." An old lady reminded anxiously.

"It's over, it's too late!"

"It's a shame to be a student."

The people watching the excitement on the side of the street couldn't help but let out a burst of exclamations, the woman with the child in her arms had blindfolded the child, this bold boy was hopeless.

......, the sharp brakes sounded, and the driver of the sedan finally spotted the teenager not far away, but it was too late, and the sedan crashed head-on into the teenager standing in the middle of the road.

But at the moment when the sedan was about to collide, the young man jumped suddenly, stepped on the hood of the car, landed firmly behind the sedan with a somersault, and then continued to rush across the road without stopping at all.

"Damn, how did he do it?"

"Superman?"

"Are you making a movie?"

Passers-by were already stunned, and they were blinded by Ling Zijie's amazing leap just now, and some people had already begun to look around for the camera.

Syllable! Just as passers-by were discussing the incredible leap just now, Ling Zijie finally crossed the traffic and climbed over the guardrail on the other side.

"Whew, that's thrilling." Ling Zijie wiped the cold sweat from his head, and when he looked up, three elementary school students, two fat and one thin, were staring at him with their mouths wide open, not even knowing that the ice cream in their hands had fallen to the ground.

"Uncle, just now, how did you do it just now?" A little fat man spoke dumbly.

"Well, eat more vegetables and keep exercising." Ling Zijie straightened his clothes, and quickly disappeared into the crowd under the exclamation of several elementary school students.

"I always thought my mother was lying to me...... "The little fat man said to another child next to him.

"Damn old guy, damn Red Flag Middle School." Ling Zijie raised his hand to look at the time while running wildly, "It's too late, I can only take a shortcut." ”

As he spoke, Ling Zijie turned a corner and entered a small alley.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, I'm in a hurry." He waved his hands and lunged forward, completely oblivious to the fact that not far ahead, several guys in black suits were surrounding a little girl.

Syllable! A pistol with a muffler on it was pressed against Ling Zijie's forehead, causing him to quickly stop his body and calm down.

Boom, he swallowed, his hands slowly raised.

What's going on? In broad daylight, four big men in the alley are robbing a little girl with pistols? Is the work so difficult to do now, and the robbers have been reduced to this point?

"Kid, you haven't seen everything here, now turn around, go back to school, understand?" Among the four, the man in black with a mustache said with a smile.

The few in front of him are the killers hired by the Shanmu Group, the Shanmu Group made a fortune from the underworld, and has also had a lot of influence in Yanjing in recent years, this time in the competition with the giant of the Han Group in a project, he once again resorted to his old business and kidnapped the little princess Han Xue of the Han Group, that is, the little girl who is being surrounded in the middle at the moment.

Ling Zijie didn't know this, he quickly looked around, several men who were also dressed in black suits had been knocked unconscious by these few and were lying on the ground, it seemed that they were the little girl's bodyguards, as for the little girl in the middle, well, ......, the best, wearing a light cyan denim dress, a shawl with long hair, a slender and tight figure with a pair of snow-white slender calves, especially the big eyes that were frightened and teary eyes, so that Ling Zijie temporarily forgot the pistol on the top of his head.

"What are you looking at? Why don't you get out of here? Can't understand people? The mustache put the pistol in his hand and said viciously.

Originally, the little princess who kidnapped the Han Group took a huge risk, but this kid is so unpopular, and he is too lazy to leave here?

"Eh, big brother, I'm in a hurry, look, can you make it convenient?" Ling Zijie took a step back and said with a smile.