The five Bensan old men looked at the little children who were fearless and looked at them, happy, a bit like them back then, reckless, stupid, and stupid, not scaring anyone.

The unlucky boy who was knocked out by the football was helped up by his partner, rubbed his head, and glared at Hao Yong fiercely, it seemed that there was no big problem.

"Are you alright?" Hao Yong asked loudly.

"Did you say something was wrong?" The boy rubbing his head was menacing.

Hao Yong laughed, he didn't squeak, he was a rising star of the criminal police team of the city bureau, how could he be as knowledgeable as a child, not to mention that he was not right first.

"It's okay, you continue to play, it's useless to surround us, look at most of you like students, don't learn from the gangsters in society, these years, there is no way out of the mixed society." After being a grassroots cadre for several years, Wang Xiaofei inevitably fell into the habit of preaching and criticizing.

"What the hell are we doing, you don't care!" Another tall and sturdy young man went toe-to-toe with Wang Xiaofei, and it could be seen that he was a brave and ruthless character.

Wang Xiaofei frowned, and his face turned cold.

"Nine?" Yang Chen asked with a smile, some nodded angrily, and some coldly despised Yang Chen.

"Our No. 9 Middle School has always produced men" Hao Yong sighed, as he said, No. 9 Middle School has cultivated many top students who have been admitted to key high schools, and has also sent a large number of troubled teenagers to the society.

Merge two extremes.

No. 9 Middle School is an outlier in Xinfeng Middle School.

"Time has passed, things are not people, this is no longer the ninth middle school in our memory, let's go." Yang Chen threw away the cigarette butt as he spoke, stepped on it, turned around and left.

"Stop, hurt my buddy, just leave if you want to?"

The cold voice was very imposing, Yang Chen looked for prestige, a young man, thin and tall, with short hair, quite handsome, and ordinary clothes could not hide the arrogance that stood out from the crowd.

"What do you want?" Yang Chen slowly turned around, staring at the young man, laughing playfully.

"Apologize to my brother, otherwise I won't let you out of the ninth middle school." The young man's face was resolute, revealing the stubbornness in his bones.

He was not stupid, and realized that the five people driving a Mercedes Audi in front of him were not simple, and they were definitely not something that they could provoke like poor children who grew up in the old city.

But he still stood up and sought justice for his brother.

"Little cub, it's endless?!" Hao Yong was furious, and the anger accumulated by the criminal police suddenly burst out, shocking ordinary gangsters.

The strong young man's face changed slightly, but he still raised his head and said, "I must apologize to my brother!" ”

"Me"

"Yongzi, go, apologize to that kid."

Yang Chen's words made Hao Yong, who almost broke out, freeze on the spot, stunned for a few seconds, smiled dejectedly, walked over to apologize, and changed someone else, even if it was his father, in this case, he might not be able to get him.

"Let's have a good drink in the evening." Yang Chen patted Hao Yong on the shoulder meaningfully, regardless of whether the young man who was out of his buddy was allowed to leave, and walked straight to the parking place.

A few little kids wanted to block Yang Chen, but Yang Chen glanced at them coldly, and involuntarily let go, silently watching the five people get out of their encirclement.

"Yang Zi I" Hao Yong was unwilling.

Yang Chen glanced at Hao Yong and said with a smile: "Yongzi, what is your identity, what age are you, what are you competing with a few children, besides, it is natural to apologize." ”

"Yes," Hao Yong grinned.

Wang Xiaofei glanced back and said to Yang Chen: "Yang Zi, that kid who stood up is a bit like you back then." ”

"Well, it's kind of like hoping he's as lucky as I am." Yang Chen smiled deeply.

The five people got on the bus, turned the head of the car, and left the No. 9 Middle School, on the playground, cheering, whistling, and extremely happy, as if they had won the supreme dignity and honor.

They obeyed him.

He is the first brother of the ninth middle school in their minds.

"Brother Hua, it's really good, those who drive Audi A8 and Mercedes-Benz are scared away by you, we serve you, I think Yang Chen, the first brother of the ninth middle school who has been famous for more than ten years, was not so popular with you back then." When one person said so, the others chimed in.

Jody.

Ten years ago, the Nine Fierce Men.

The strong young man heard his companion mention this name, his face became more and more resolute, his home was not far from the former Yang family restaurant, the distance from the end of the street, in his memory, he had seen Yang Chen riding on his own to go to school silhouette, back, he was still young at that time, six or seven years old, did not pay much attention to each other, after more than ten years of memory has been blurred.

And the Yang family's later meteoric prosperity, his parents said it countless times, and they were very envious, so a lofty life goal took root in his heart.

To be the second Yang Chen is not to surpass Yang Chen, dominate the situation, build a house bigger than the "Yang Mansion" for his parents to live in, and when his parents celebrate their fiftieth birthday, invite more and bigger stars to sensation Xinfeng City.

"Brother Hua, you really don't go to high school and want to be a soldier?" Someone asked the teenager.

"Yes, I want to be a soldier, a king of soldiers." The young man replied indifferently, and the deep dark eyes that looked at the distant sky showed perseverance in the wind and rain.

Another young man in his early twenties looked at the teenager and said cautiously: "My cousin graduated from the military academy last year and became a company commander, and he said that the current military recruitment is even stricter than in previous years, and junior high school graduates can't get in at all. ”

The young man pouted proudly and said stubbornly: "Yang Chen can, I can." ”

"Yes, Brother Hua must be able to do it!"

The thirty or forty people who gathered around the teenager shouted.

Five months later, the self-confident teenager was rejected to join the army, and the honest parents ran around to find a way, smashed out the 600,000 accumulated in more than ten years of opening a small supermarket, and finally sent him to a secret army, directly put on a lieutenant uniform, and after half a year, he went to the Cangshan County Public Security Bureau with several chiefs to perform A-level top secret tasks, and then appeared in CCTV focus interviews and several legal program pictures, which shocked the whole country and shocked the world

That night, Yang Chen and his brothers drank until late at night, did not go home, and spent the night in the bathing center, the next day he said goodbye to relatives and friends, returned to Xijing, and then returned to Beijing from Xijing to attend the Wu family's family banquet, and dealt with the old relatives of the Wu family who were concerned about his marriage with Wu Rui without any flaws.

Beijing West Railway Station.

In the year of the Olympic Games, the expansion, scale and modernization were beyond the reach of Beijing Railway Station and Beijing West Railway Station, and the Westland delegation led by Yang Chen appeared in the waiting hall.

The hall was so large that the black buddies from Westland were jaw-dropping, and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs arranged a first-class carriage for the mission's high-speed train south to Shanghai.

In addition to the Westland mission, there was also a delegation of more than 30 Indian journalists, some of whom were amazed that China's high-speed rail station was far more luxurious than Mumbai Airport, while others were not convinced, repeatedly emphasizing that this was a deliberate face-saving project by the socialist party.

Yang Chen listened to the other party's ugly Indian English and smiled, with so many "Ah San" accompanied, this trip should be very interesting.

[Author's digression]: There was a chapter Hao Yong wrote Hou Yong before, and the background couldn't correct the typo, so I can only say sorry here, and, in the past two days, I've been doing things in the field, and I'm not comfortable with the words in the hotel, and I can't guarantee the update of two chapters a day, I hope you understand.