I followed the shadows out, and inside the empty hallway, only the glow-in-the-dark panels of the safe passage lit up in a dark green.

I chased it all the way to the lobby of the bar, and it was pitch black.

I slowed down and walked towards the front. The shadow is here.

"Come out! Let's talk! I said into the darkness.

What's in the dark? I don't know, maybe there is everything, or there may not be anything.

Inside the empty bar, there was no response.

Little by little, I walked forward, "Bang! There was a noise on the leg touching the table.

After the previous series of terrifying foreshadowing, a sudden sound can frighten a person's heart to jump out.

"Whoa......

A voice came from the front. It's the sound of polishing a match.

Suddenly, a light began to appear in the pitch-black bar, and the light was very weak.

Following the light, I looked over and saw a person sitting on the couch in the bar, facing me sideways, wearing a cloak and holding a notebook in her hand.

It is a black notebook.

"Sister Yuanba?" I tried to shout.

There was an ashtray on the table, and at the moment a match was placed on the ashtray, and the only light came from the ashtray.

She sat quietly and didn't say a word.

The black-skinned notebook on the desk was full of notes, and the paper flipped quickly page by page.

"Hehe......" she suddenly raised the corners of her mouth and smiled.

"Who the hell are you?" I asked out loud.

At this moment, the light dimmed, and darkness returned to the surroundings.

I rushed to the bar and turned on the lights there.

The lights illuminated the entire bar lobby, but nothing could be seen in the lobby.

In the darkness I could see a woman in a cloak, but with the light but nothing could be seen.

I saw the seat, and on that seat there was a half-burned matchstick.

Before, I did see a figure, and I also saw the notebook I saw in Sister Yuanba's hand.

With the lights turned off, I was on the fifth floor, and it was already half past three in the morning.

I lay on the bed but didn't feel sleepy, and Sister Yuanba was next door. Can I tell her what I've seen? Can she give me an answer?

None of this is known. The next day, I still woke up at 5 o'clock and arrived at the classroom early.

The sky was not bright, and it was gray, as if it was pregnant with a goose feather snow. However, it will not snow in Cangyang.

I looked at the sky of Cangyang, and my mind was hazy.

Yang Mi came as early as ever, and Su Yan came as late as ever.

Strange things began to appear, with the appearance of Sister Yuanba, in Cangyang, where the aura has not yet recovered.

I felt like it was a sign that I was going back. It could be next month, or it could be the next second.

I'm not sure. Now that I'm back, I'm going to do what I have to do.

I strode out of the classroom, and then came to the classroom of Yan Wenbin's class.

At this moment, Yan Wenbin was talking to a girl. I strode in, but Yan Wenbin didn't notice me.

"Yan Wenbin!" I shouted loudly, and then he looked up.

"Smack!" The moment he looked up, I punched him straight away.

Yan Wenbin was hit by me and hit a table, and I rushed up to his head and punched and kicked him.

After the fight, I'll go. One of the girls grabbed my hand.

"Let go, I don't hit women!" I waved my hand.

"Say, why are you beating someone?" The woman asked loudly as she grabbed my hand.

"Do you need a reason to hit someone?" I asked rhetorically.

"Don't you need a reason to hit someone?" She also asked.

At this time, Yan Wenbin got up from the ground. I shook off the woman's hand at once, and then rushed directly to Yan Wenbin.

One knee hit, one elbow hit. Yan Wenbin lay down again.

Ten years later, Yan Wenbin and I had a grudge against my father. Although, he hasn't done those bad things yet, but the only way to blame me is that I came back from ten years later.

Yan Wenbin couldn't get up, I lit a cigarette, looked at the good-looking girl next to me, and asked:

"Need a reason?"

"Don't you need it?" She replied.

"Good! Then I'll give you a reason, because my name is Zhang Zhengyang! After saying that, I left, walked a few steps, I took a deep breath of my cigarette, turned around and slowly exhaled the smoke, "Also, you tell him that this is just the beginning!" ”

I extinguished the cigarette and went back to the classroom and sat down.

A person has to bear the consequences for the mistakes he made ten years later, of course, after being beaten by me, he may not make mistakes after ten years, but that's not the point.

Important, I'm going to have to beat him!

Not surprisingly, after the first class, the Political and Educational Office directly looked for someone on the radio: "Zhang Zhengyang of the second class of the third year, Zhang Zhengyang of the second class of the third year, come to the political and educational office immediately!" ”

A familiar melody, like the beginning of a certain song.

Going to the political and religious office, I guessed the beginning and the end.

The new principal, Yan Wenbin's, threatened to fire me.

I just said lightly, "It's easy to fire me, but it's hard to ask me back!" Juvenile murder seems to come out in a few years! ”

Chen Hai had already led someone to find Yan Wenbin. It was at this time that I asked Chen Hai to be the carrying handle of No. 1 Middle School.

I sat in the classroom for a lesson, and the announcement from the Office of Political and Educational Affairs told me to go to the office. This time, I didn't go, and I won't wait.

Chen Hai brought people up again, and I asked him to change people. If you want to be expelled, I'll see how many she can fire!

I didn't go, they came.

"Zhang Zhengyang, I underestimated you!" Yan Wenbin's mother, that is, the principal, left a cruel word.

After school, I saw Yang Qinglong at the door of No. 1 Middle School.

Ten years ago, Yang Qinglong was still a gangster leader, short and fat, and inch-headed. With more than twenty thugs behind him.

Yan Wenbin stood beside Yang Qinglong, he came out of the hospital to receive treatment, standing in the crowd, he stretched out his hand and pointed at me. Then, Yang Qinglong and the others came over.

Devils, fat people, Chen Hai, Xia Jian, I have a bunch of boy scouts here.

"Your name is Zhang Zhengyang?" Yang Qinglong looked me up and down and said.

"It's me!" I replied calmly, looking at Yang Qinglong, and all the grievances and grievances came to my heart after ten years.

"You dare to hit my nephew?" Yang Qinglong looked at me and asked loudly.

"How?" I replied, I didn't mean to be afraid of Yang Qinglong.

"The kid is very ruthless, where are you messing around?" Yang Qinglong had some concerns. After all, Yang Qinglong at this time was not the number one in Cangyang.

"Chaosyang!" I replied.

"Don't be crazy, boy, be careful that no one collects the body from you!" The leopard behind Yang Qinglong shouted loudly.

"I heard there's something going on here?" A group of people came from behind, it was Tang Qiao.

Yang Qinglong turned around and saw Tang Qiao, his face was slightly sideways, and then he suddenly smiled, "Brother Qiao, why are you here?" ”

Tang Qiao just nodded slightly, and then came over and stood beside me, "It seems that someone is going to make trouble?" ”

Tang Qiao asked, I didn't speak, and looked at Yang Qinglong.

At this moment, Yang Qinglong was very embarrassed, but he quickly lowered his face, "Brother Qiao, my own nephew was beaten, I'll ask for an explanation!" ”

Tang Qiao stood in the middle of the crowd and lit a cigarette, "Students are playing among themselves, it's better for them to come out and deal with this kind of thing!" Social people don't interfere! ”

"Brother Qiao, that's not right! Anyway, he's my nephew too! ”

"So, are you going to be able to get along with me Tang Qiao today?"

Tang Qiao held the cigarette between his fingers and looked at Yang Qinglong with wide eyes.

"Huh...... Brother Qiao, what are you saying ......" Yang Qinglong smiled slightly, and in the next second, he suddenly took out a knife and stabbed it directly at Tang Qiao.

Tang Qiao's reaction was unexpected to me, he jumped away like a spring man, and then, a scuffle began.

That was the first time I saw Tang Qiao do it. Those who have been soldiers fight and do not want to die.

Yang Qinglong ten years ago was not as fierce as ten years later.

Tang Qiao brought more than 20 people, and we still have more than 20 students. If someone supports them, students will dare to do it.

We got together in an instant, and in the end, I stabbed Yang Qinglong with Chen Hai's knife.

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