Chapter Forty-Seven: A Happy Past

"You little girl, so bold, your young lady hasn't opened her mouth yet, how can you intervene!" Hooked nose glared and shouted dissatisfiedly.

"You-" The little green eyes suddenly widened, and the little face turned red with anger, and there was no fear at all, but he crossed his waist with one hand and was about to shout and scold.

"Midori." Zhao Jing's gentle voice sounded, and she glanced at Xiao Lu with disgust, and the latter obediently closed her mouth, but her small mouth was pursed high, and she glared at the hooked nose very reluctantly.

"Gao Gongzi, Xiaolu is not sensible and straightforward, I hope you don't bother with her." The smile on Zhao Jing's face was faint, gentle as water.

"Don't care, don't care." Gao A Junfeng said excitedly, the fat on his body trembling slightly.

Zhao Jing gave a salute, pursed his lips and smiled, and politely refused: "Thank you for your kindness, Zhao Jing has it." It's just that after the son is a pillar, when he works hard for the country, how can he waste time for Zhao Jing and a woman? If the prince knew, wouldn't he blame me? ”

"Thisβ€”" Gao Ah Junfeng was speechless, not knowing how to answer for a while.

"Gao Gongzi, Zhao Jing is leaving." After Zhao Jing smiled and saluted, he beckoned Xiao Lu to continue walking.

"Miss Zhao-" Gao Ah Junfeng stretched out his hand a little unwillingly, but all Zhao Jing left him was a beautiful back. But Little Green turned her head and made a face at him, wrinkling her little nose, looking very cute.

It wasn't until Zhao Jing's figure disappeared from view that everyone woke up, and they all felt a little stunned. In his previous life, although he traveled from south to north, he never thought about any woman, and he was still an old virgin when he crossed over.

All along, Happy couldn't get rid of the shadow in his heart, killing and hatred filled his heart, coupled with the quality of his work, so that he had no energy to find his own feelings.

In his previous life, Gao Xing had been living on the border of the Republic, at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, a relatively complex area. When he was seven years old, he witnessed the tragic death of his parents at the hands of the wicked. Miraculously, he survived and was adopted by a kind middle-aged woman.

The grief of losing her parents was finally slowly calmed down under the care of the aunt. The middle-aged woman is also a person with a tragic fate, abandoned by her husband, penniless, and frail, in order to survive and take care of the joy, she has to beg for a living.

Innocent and kind, how happy to endure his new mother to suffer alone, at the age of seven, he began to wander the streets, let go of his dignity, begged from others, learned to steal. If things continue like this, perhaps it will be the iron walls that will greet the joy.

But fate will always make so many coincidences appear in our lives.

One day in November, snowflakes with goose feathers were flying in the north wind, and the overcast sky was as gloomy as happy. That day will never be forgotten. As he dragged his tired, cold body back to his dilapidated home, he saw the enemy who had killed his parents, who were having a good conversation with his new mother.

From their conversation, happy to understand that everything is a scam. Middle-aged women and others are members of a cult that abducts children, uses them to beg, and trains them to steal in order to obtain property. This is only an incidental purpose, and their purpose is to absorb and cultivate cult elements, strengthen themselves, disrupt public order, and resist the political axe in order to satisfy their selfish desires.

Happy heartbreak, the pain almost suffocated him. Even the pain of losing one's parents is nothing compared to being deceived by that middle-aged woman. At that moment, the happy heart suddenly became dim and gloomy, there was no ray of sunshine, he could not see the hope of the road ahead, and he did not know what the point of continuing to live was.

He's just a kid, how can he beat three adults. After the mask of hypocrisy of the middle-aged woman was removed, she revealed her ugly and hideous face, and the Grim Reaper once again came to the face of joy.

Perhaps it was the tragic fate of God who took pity on him, and the contempt of the enemy, so that Happy found a chance to escape. Braving the cold storm and snow, in a panic, he happily climbed Kunlun Mountain, although unfortunately fell into a cave, but he was lucky to escape the pursuit of the enemy, and got the "Recipe for Eternal Life" and half a Buddha pendant.

Happy parents are knowledgeable people, especially his mother, who has a lot of knowledge of traditional culture. Therefore, although the font of "The Secret of Longevity" is clumsy and the language is jerky, I am still able to barely understand it.

Happy hid in the cave for three whole days before leaving the cave at night and embarking on the road of escape. Since then, he has completely wandered the world and mixed up in the market, cultivating the "Secret of Eternal Life" to accumulate strength on the one hand, and secretly investigating the information of the cult organization on the other hand.

But a person's strength is weak after all, and in order to take revenge and destroy the evil organization, Happy joined the dragon group, and since then has become a dancer on the tip of a knife, with killing and darkness accompanying him.

Ten years later, when the great revenge was avenged, his happy hands were covered with blood, and he began to grow tired of killing, hating the darkness of reality, and still not understanding the hope of continuing to live. He worked hard to cultivate the "Recipe for Longevity", only hoping that one day he would be able to reach the highest level, soar to the immortal realm, and see the ethereal world. Now, although he has not entered the fairy world, he has also left the world that made him depressed and no longer want to reminisce, and ushered in a new life.

"Oh, Mr. Gao, Miss Zhao is gone, don't look at it anymore. You better go home quickly, study and practice calligraphy seriously, otherwise how can you go to the temple in the future, and barely get there, it will also be a shame for the prince! A sarcastic voice rang out, instantly drawing everyone's attention.

"Wang Yan, you should be damned!" Gao Ah Junfeng was furious.

"Hey, dead fat man, this son is kind enough to persuade you, Miss Zhao won't like a straw bag who only knows how to eat, drink and Lasa!" Wang Yan was not afraid at all, and said with a smile.

"You scumbag, you're just looking for death, Hu Jun, Wang Meng, fight him with me! Yes! Gao Ah Junfeng snorted, his eyes widened angrily, and he shouted that Hu Jun and Eagle Hook Nose chased Wang Yan together. Gao A Junfeng roared angrily, and took the lead in smashing Wang Yan's cheek with a chubby fist.

"Wang Yan, accept your life!" The hook-nosed Wang Meng and Hu Jun shouted and pounced on Wang Yan together.

"Childe run, we'll stop them." The family members beside Wang Yan hurriedly shouted, blocking Wang Yan behind him.

"You ugly ball, you dare to scold me, I will not be reconciled with you today! Get out of the way! Wang Yan was furious, pushed away the family in front of him, stuffed the feather fan in his hand into the arms of one of them, and rushed towards the three people who rushed towards him with fierce momentum.

"your ancestor!" With one enemy and three enemies, Wang Yan was not afraid at all, his mouth burst with foul language, he saw the opportunity, his fist carried a fierce wind, and the last strike came first, and it quickly and greatly on Gao Ajunfeng's jaw.

"Ahh Gao A Junfeng screamed, his head raised high, and a touch of crystal spilled from his mouth, because his body was really scary, his legs were still firmly rooted on the ground.

Wang Yan planted the ground with a punch, let out a strange cry of joy, raised his arms, and met Wang Meng and Hu Jun with hooked noses. It's just that he is not proficient in technical combat, and his level only stays in the place of the gangster's dry frame, except for buttoning his eyes, scratching his ears, and kicking his. Because of this, he also received a lot of fists. But Wang Yan's footsteps were nimble, his momentum was brave, and he was on par with the two of them when he moved and dodged.

The pain in his jaw made Gao Ah Junfeng even more angry, and his blood-red eyes seemed to want to choose someone to devour. He roared, rushed into the battle circle, and hugged Wang Yan by the waist, this time Wang Yan suffered a big loss, and was seized by Hu Jun and Wang Meng, and ate three punches and two kicks, which made him grin and curse again and again.

Whether it was Wang Yan's family or Gao Ajunfeng's thugs, they all stood aside nervously and helplessly, not daring to intervene. They are just lowly servants, and they can't compare to this fighting boy. If they beat these noble boys, they will have to be careful about their own lives.