Ordinary teenagers beat in groups, what they fight is a breath, what they fight is momentum, as long as one side retreats slightly, it will immediately evolve into a collapse, one side retreats and one side chases, and there will be no big problems, but today is different, looking at the lively neighbors on both sides of the street, but seeing a fight comparable to your life and death.

Among them, the protagonists are naturally the eldest grandson Hong and the white-shirted boy surnamed Chen, the two have similar boxing skills, similar personalities, they are both unyielding temperaments, and they don't like each other, they are really angry, and they will never admit defeat if they don't fall to the ground, which causes the two to fight endlessly, and Mo Changbin, the initiator of the brawl over there, has been beaten by the three brothers of the Li family and can't get up, but here is still fighting with blood.

"Bump!"

Changsun Hong punched the corner of the white-shirted young man's mouth, and the force was so great that he hit his head crooked to the side; At the same time, the white-shirted boy also hit Changsun Hong's nose, Changsun Hong tilted his head, and a stream of old blood spurted out of his nasal cavity, rushing into the sky like a spring, and the whole person flew out upside down, falling into the sewage on the side of the street.

The dog pounced and hugged the white-shirted young man's waist, but he was slammed by both elbows, and then hit the belly with a knee, rolling his eyes and kicking to the side.

When the three brothers of the Li family saw this posture, they were bloodstained, where did they dare to come up, they just stood far away, shouting and cursing, but they didn't dare to approach, they were bored with scolding, so they kicked Mo Changbin on the ground to get angry.

The white-shirted young man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, only to feel pain in his mouth, probably a certain tooth was loose, and his body was also tattered, and there were traces of scratching and tearing everywhere, he turned back angrily, and saw Changsun Hong staggering and standing up again.

This surprised him a little, and he originally thought that the last punch should make this guy who was several years younger than himself unable to get up.

"Imp!" He bit his lip and grinded the tooth that was about to fall out: "Still fighting?" ”

Changsun Hong bent over on his knees, his head down, but his eyes looked up, staring at the white-shirted boy with the unique posture of a ruthless character, his nose was bloody, and he fell on the stone street.

"Are you willing to kneel down and admit your mistake?" Changsun Hong grinned and wanted to smile, but he was involved in the wound on his mouth, and he quickly stopped: "If you admit your mistake, you won't fight." ”

"Presumptuous! How can a man who has gold under his knees kneel down to you? The white-shirted boy became more and more angry, and he also wanted to smile to show contempt, but he was also stopped by the pain: "Shameless naughty! ”

"Humph! You have gold under your knees, but there is no gold under your knees? The words are the beginning of you, and of course you have to end. Changsun Hong stood up straight, staggered, and waved his fist: "Kneel or not?" ”

"Kneel to your mother!" The white-shirted young man finally burst into a foul mouth, jumped up angrily, and pointed at Changsun Hong's bleeding nose: "Do you really think I'm afraid of you?" If I'm afraid of you, the name of the Jingshi Martial Arts Academy will be lost on me! Come on, come on, let's fight again! ”

"Come on!" Eldest Sun Hong stepped forward: "I'm afraid you're your father!" ”

He doesn't know if there is such a title as dad in this era, no matter how to take advantage of the verbal advantage first. The two people in the anger approached again like two cannonballs, and the three brothers of the Li family were boiling in the distance, and when they were shouting loudly, Li Wen suddenly saw that in the distance, the figure of the county's patrol squad flashed.

The third class of the Southern Song Dynasty County, soap, flutter, and Zhuang, the people of the Zhuang class are responsible for patrolling the city and security, and the two groups of people have been fighting on the streets of the city for so long, and the people of the Zhuang class have only appeared at this moment, and they are already lazy and late.

"It's not good, none of us have a good life if we are pulled." Li Wen knew that it was powerful, so he hurriedly greeted his two younger brothers, went over to set up the dizzy dog, and shouted at the eldest Sun Hong: "Stop fighting, go quickly, someone is coming!" ”

Mo Changbin, who had been lying on the ground and pretending to be dead, was startled when he heard the sound, looked at the end of the street in the distance, got up neatly, and shouted in panic: "Brother Chen, go quickly, I was told by the county school that I would dare to leave the academy if I fought in the street, and you would also have trouble with the martial arts side." ”

The fiery eldest grandson Hong and the white-shirted young man paused at the same time, looked at each other, and shouted in unison: "I remember you, I'll fight again next time!" ”

The people of the strong class in the distance were already approaching, probably seeing a few half-sized children fighting, they had long lost interest, waving the chains with a chaotic sound, intending to drive away.

Because the people of the Zhuang class came from the east side of the street, Changsun Hong and the others could only run to the west, which caused the two groups of people to flee in one direction, and the two groups of people who had just been in full swing marched together, staring at each other with their eyes puffed out along the way, but because there were pursuers behind them, they could only take care of running, and they were like a group of people side by side on the narrow street.

Ran to an intersection, the squads behind were long gone, they had no interest in such childlike brawls, the white-shirted young man looked behind and stopped.

"What's your name?" He rushed forward and shouted, "Xiao Ye doesn't fight the nameless!" ”

The eldest grandson Hong didn't look back, but just made a middle finger backwards, followed the buttocks of the three brothers of the Li family and disappeared at the intersection of Hengjie.

The white-shirted young man frowned, and incomprehensibly lowered his head to learn to raise his right hand, protruding his middle finger, and tilting his head, inexplicably.

"What do you mean?" He was bored, but he had no clue.

Mo Changbin had already run ahead, but when he turned around, he saw that he was in a daze, and came back anxiously to take his hand and urge him repeatedly.

The white-shirted young man was pulled by him, and while thinking about it, he ran with him, and the two ran along the intersection in the other direction for a while, and came to Yaqian Street.

At the end of the west end of the street, a huge site is surrounded by a wall, white walls and tiles, which appear neat and regulated, facing the front of the street, the façade of a tall beam house is built decently, two delicately crafted stone lions are separated like door gods, condescendingly looking at the front of the gate with black lacquered copper nails, the road paved with bluestone slabs is smoother than other places in the city, a three-open gate is built with blue bricks, tall and majestic, and the doors are opened at the right corners, and a huge plaque with a black background gold on the "Hezhou State Administration" is on the horizontal lintel, It is more solemn and magnificent, the horse stake in front of the door, the dismounted stone is readily available, and the style of the state governance yamen is particularly highlighted.

Mo Changbin and the white-shirted boy stood still from a distance, each tidied up his clothes, combed his hair, muttered and discussed, and then broke up, Mo Changbin went home to the other side, and the white-shirted boy cleaned up his body alone, and then slipped in through an open corner door, the doorman guarding the door recognized him, did not stop him, but looked at his embarrassed appearance, although he didn't dare to ask, but looked at it twice.

After entering, the white-shirted young man avoided people all the way, wore the second hall Maiyi door, and went straight to the backyard, compared with the county government, the backyard of the state government is much larger, the courtyard alone is layer upon layer one after another, the tile roof stretches a piece, the structure is complex, the corridor runs through it, and they are cleverly and exquisitely connected into a whole.

The white-shirted young man came to the door of a courtyard, first looked around, saw that there was no one, and then went in with an arrow, found a room in the east wing, pushed open the door and flashed in quickly, turned back and closed, leaned against the door frame, and let out a long breath.

"Who are you fighting again?"

A soft voice sounded in the room, startling the boy.

The room is a suite, with chairs and bookshelves in the inner bedroom and outer room, and the four treasures of the study on the table, the paperweight folding fan of the study, the cyan curtains hang down by the window, and the rays of sunlight penetrate through the white window paper, like golden satin, gently caressing the body of a figure sitting on a chair, as if she was draped in a golden hazy veil.

"Who are you fighting again?" She repeated, putting down the scroll in her hand and getting up from her chair.

"No, no, not with anyone." The white-shirted young man winced, dodging and moving in the direction of the inner room.

"Stop!" The figure is petite, coming out of the light and shadow, a pretty face is as white as paper, long hair is smooth like satin, eyes are like autumn water, eyebrows are like willows, and a red cardigan dress is swaying.

"Sister, I really didn't fight." The white-shirted young man's eyes wandered, and he was lying when he saw it: "You are here, where do I dare to fight." ”

"I don't admit it yet!" Chen Xiaoniang, who went to men's clothes and changed into red makeup, came over, twisted his ears, and said angrily: "You are almost the same as a beggar on the street, and you still say that you didn't fight?" ”

"Oh, oh, it hurts! Pain! The young man shouted, he was a head taller than Chen Xiaoniang, but he was twisted and bent over, and called vigorously: "Sister, sister, you let go first, let go, I'm wrong, can't I be wrong?" ”

"Humph!" Chen Xiaoniang let go of her hand, but grabbed his arm again, frowned and asked, "Who are you fighting with this time?" How many times have I told you, we are here as guests, where is the reason for losing proportion? In case someone else knows about it, I see how you end up? Dad knows, it's strange if he doesn't punish you for being grounded for a year. ”

The young man sat at the table, grabbed the teapot and blew into his mouth, looked at Fang Liang and said, "This time I am going to vent my anger for you." ”

"Cheer me up?" Chen Xiaoniang was surprised: "What anger do I want you to come out?" ”

"Two days ago, didn't you go out with Sister Zong to enjoy the autumn and were bumped into by a poor boy?" The young man touched his cheeks, and there was a tooth that hurt very much: "Today, I went to the street with Brother Mo, and I happened to run into each other, so I taught him a lesson." ”

Chen Xiaoniang's pretty eyes suddenly widened a little, her face changed slightly, she probably remembered something unbearable, her face turned a little red, her lips trembled a little, but she couldn't speak.

(End of chapter)