When it was dark, the hungry and sleepy Huzi really didn't have the strength to continue walking, and it happened to be this park nearby, so he found a chair to lie on, and slept until he got up in the morning and met Brother Ling. If it weren't for Brother Ling's rescue, Huzi might have really froze to death.

In fact, Brother Ling helped him warm his palms and feet, took him to eat hot steamed buns, drank hot egg soup, and led him to find a pool and take a hot bath, trying to dispel the cold for him, but he still had a high fever, and it lasted for nearly three days before he recovered.

After he recovered, Brother Ling wanted to send him home, but he refused to live or die, Brother Ling looked at his stubborn eyes and asked, "Boy, do you dare to cut people?" ”

Huzi nodded unusually firmly and said, "As long as there is food to eat, I will dare!" ”

Brother Ling smiled and said, "Good boy, okay, then you will follow me from now on!" ”

"Do you have anything to eat?" Huzi asked.

"This stupid boy, you have a fever and are confused, right? These days, are you missing a bite to eat? Brother Lin smiled on his head, patted it lightly, and said.

"Okay, then I'll follow you from now on!" Huzi said seriously.

After that, Brother Ling was quite good to Huzi, he himself had no daughter-in-law and no children, so he raised this little Huzi as his own son, took him to exercise, taught him the skills of fighting and slashing, and of course, took care of his diet and daily life.

Naturally, he can't go to school, and Huzi doesn't want to go back to school, because as long as he goes back, his father will find him immediately, and he will have to go back to that home. Huzi started a new life, and in addition to training every day, he followed Brother Ling out to fight and cut people.

On Huzi's birthday last year, Brother Ling gave him a machete made of stainless steel as a birthday gift. Huzi can't put this knife down, he will take it with him almost everywhere he goes, and the place where he hides the knife is also very secret, even Brother Ling is very strange, he knows that he has this machete on him, but he can't see where it is hidden at all.

Brother Ling also raised one or twenty younger brothers, and his business was still relatively extensive, sometimes helping people to ask for accounts, and sometimes helping people to get revenge. Since he was young, Brother Ling was also famous for his spicy fights, so his business has always been good, but he really hasn't fallen to the point of needing to block the road and rob.

This can be regarded as a coincidence, Brother Ling took a group of younger brothers to eat outside, and as soon as he walked out of the small restaurant, he saw Nie Xinyuan and Wu Ye'er walking on the street holding hands.

Brother Ling, a 10,000-year-old bachelor, has never been interested in women, and after so many years, he doesn't even have a girlfriend, but this time, he only glanced at Wu Ye'er, and he was deeply attracted to her. It is said that under the lamp, looking at the beauty, under the street lamp, Wu Ye'er's smile, and her bright eyes that are still flashing in the dark, seem to have been deeply carved into Brother Ling's mind with a knife. Coupled with the fact that he drank a lot of wine, he had the idea of taking Wu Ye'er for himself, anyway, these two people are very angry, and Nie Xinyuan looks like a powerless little white face, in Brother Ling's opinion, tonight's matter can be easily completed.

Brother Ling is extremely familiar with the surrounding environment, and knows that there is no monitoring in the alley, as long as the two of them can be brought into the alley, then this little beauty will properly belong to him. What Brother Ling didn't expect was that this little white face would talk so much. Moreover, it's not good to say anything, I have to say that Huzi's parents beat his ass, which can poke at Huzi's pain points, as well as the deep fear hidden in his heart, that's why Huzi's reaction is so strong.

At this moment, seeing that Brother Ling agreed to do it, Huzi was naturally the first person to stand up, and most of the gangsters who followed Brother Ling also knew Huzi's life experience, in this case, they naturally would not compete with Huzi, but directly gave this opportunity to get angry to Xiaohuzi. Moreover, they know that don't look at Huzi's young age, but after Brother Ling's patient training, his body is highly flexible and explosive, and the most important thing is that there is such a ruthlessness, no matter who the other party is or what kind of social status he has, as long as Brother Ling gives an order, he will dare to go up and cut with a knife. Nowadays, it is even easier to deal with such an unarmed little white face, and there is nothing to worry about at all.

It was also in order to make Huzi's evil breath more enjoyable, these dozen or so gangsters did not come forward to help, but stood aside and waited, letting Huzi go up alone to cut it for fun.

Seeing Huzi walking forward with a knife, Brother Ling instructed on the side: "Huzi, pay a little attention to it, this little white face doesn't need to be beaten, and you don't really cut people's lives." ”

Although Huzi is young, he has always been silent, and when he heard Brother Lin's instructions, he just nodded silently, raised the machete in his hand, and attacked Nie Xinyuan.

Nie Xinyuan didn't know Huzi's life experience, and naturally he didn't know that he was so miserable, but seeing his young age, there were vicissitudes of life sharpened by the years and the murderous aura accumulated from fighting all day long, and he felt puzzled and a little distressed. Such a big child should have been a junior high school student, enjoying the care and care of his family, but the child in front of him entered the society early, and followed this group of social people to fight and kill, which also successfully aroused Nie Xinyuan's curiosity to understand what happened to this child.

Nie Xinyuan is not a saint, and he has never been a good person, but since he has met this child at this moment, he can't be ruthless to ignore it, of course, in the face of such a little boy, he really can't be ruthless.

When Huzi's knife slashed at him, Nie Xinyuan just stood there quietly, motionless, only his eyes, looking directly into Huzi's eyes.

Huzi felt his gaze, and he was also a little surprised in his heart, not knowing why this strange man looked at him like this. I don't know why, the man watched his knife slash closer, but he didn't dodge. But at this moment, it is already an arrow on the bow, and the knife that the tiger slashed out is powerful and heavy, and it is not easy to contain. What's more, the man in front of him poked Huzi's sore spot, and Huzi had no reason to withdraw the knife. It's just that Huzi still moved in his heart after all, and the blade was slightly off, and the target of the attack was replaced by Nie Xinyuan's arm.

Nie Xinyuan naturally sensed the direction of the blade, completely avoided his own vital point, and just attacked his arm, Nie Xinyuan smiled slightly, it seems that this child is not helpless.

It was too late, it was fast, Huzi's knife had already slashed at a distance of no more than twenty centimeters from Nie Xinyuan's upper arm, and Nie Xinyuan finally moved.

Huzi only felt that there was an afterimage in front of him, and he hadn't seen what was going on clearly, and he couldn't cut it anymore with a powerful knife, and when he looked closely, he found that Nie Xinyuan, who was standing opposite, clamped his blade with only two fingers, and there was still an intriguing smile on his face.

The people around thought that Huzi was joking with the man, and they joked:

"What's going on? Little Huzi, are you not full for dinner? ”

"Huzi, what kind of relationship do you have with this kind of person?"

"What about making a movie? Still having an exhibition game? ”

"Little Huzi, you don't play anymore, hurry up and finish him."

"That's right, this good night is short, our boss is still waiting for this little beauty!"

"you, how old is Huzi, can he understand what you say?"

"Yo, why can't he understand? Fourteen or fifteen years old, which is also the age of blood and strength, I wonder if these children know more than us. ”

"Don't talk so much nonsense, hurry up and let Huzi solve him."

Listening to the discussion of his companions, Huzi's face was a little unbearable, and he pulled back the machete in his hand vigorously, what he didn't expect was that this little white face who seemed to be powerless turned out to be a hidden master, and his explosive power had already far surpassed his peers. But under the pull of his full strength, the steel knife still did not move, and Nie Xinyuan only used two fingers to clamp the blade, how much strength should he have?

Huzi's surprise looked in Nie Xinyuan's eyes, and Nie Xinyuan said with a smile: "Little friend, you are still young now, and you are not suitable for playing with knives, so let's go back and study hard!" You can't learn anything good from these people now. ”

The beard shouted angrily: "You want to take care of it? As he spoke, his subordinates were not idle, and he used all his strength to pull the steel knife back, but it still ended in failure, and he simply held the handle of the knife with both hands at the same time, and retreated sharply, but still did not withdraw the knife.

The smile on Nie Xinyuan's face deepened a little, and he didn't see how hard his fingers were, only heard the sound of "click", this steel knife made of stainless steel was pinched off by Nie Xinyuan's two fingers.

This move was not only shocking to Huzi, but even the dozen or so thugs who were watching the excitement around were also stunned, especially Brother Ling, this steel knife was specially customized by him, how sharp and tough it was, he knew best. Before, they thought that it was Huzi's subordinates who showed mercy and let Nie Xinyuan take advantage of the loophole and catch this knife in such a cool way, but now it seems that the strength of this little white face is unfathomable.

Brother Ling secretly complained in his heart, he was afraid that he was going to capsize in this gutter this time, so he hurriedly greeted and shouted: "Brothers, let's not play with him anymore, let's go together!" After speaking, he took the lead and rushed forward,

These dozen or so gangsters were not ambiguous, and they rushed over with their own fists, thinking to themselves, as the old saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four hands, no matter how good you are, can one person beat a dozen of us?