Two years later, in a low hut in Fudu City, I saw a thin figure reading a book under the dim light, only to see that the book was very shabby, the title of the book: "Advanced Quantum Mechanics", and "Theory of Relativity", "High Energy Particles", "Organic Chemistry", "Advanced Mathematics", "General History of the World", "Modern Economics" and so on.

This is exactly Hong Fu, the last time Hong Fu was in a coma for a month, he also knew that he had done too much, I don't know why, but he also knew that it was all because of himself, so he just walked in the dark corner for two years, slowly cultivating the reincarnation book, and the second page of the reincarnation book in two years has been opened.

Hong Fu's bad luck is not so serious, only occasionally there is a thing that falls from the sky, or falls down the sewer, if you meet a woman, and a woman is too close, then the woman stumbles, Hong Fu will definitely see blood. If it weren't for the opening of the second page, Hong Fu would have had the cultivation method in his mind, and his body could block swords and guns, and now he doesn't know which one he would have died.

Under the absorption of Hongfu's efforts, the qi of reincarnation slowly decreased, but compared to the huge base, it was a drop in the bucket.

After reading the book, Hong Fu turned on the TV, which he had made himself in the past two years, and so did the computer next to him, with a high-IQ brain, which led to his rapid learning of things.

Watching Hong Sihai being interviewed on TV, Hong Fu was full of thoughts, but Hong Fu was also very happy to see Sihai Group return to the world's top 500.

It seems that his decision to leave home is correct, but he can't go back now, and it is estimated that he can completely control the reincarnation qi in his body by opening a few more pages, so he can go home.

Hong Fu turned off the TV and slowly lay on the bed and fell asleep.

Hongfu got up at four o'clock the next day, at this time of the day, Hongfu would go to the garbage dump, pick up some useful ones, and sell them for some money, fortunately he was in a coma for a month two years ago, and the first page was completely opened, and he didn't have to eat so much, or he really couldn't support himself.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Hong Fu's two bags came back and put things at the door, he was not afraid of people stealing, for more than two years, everyone was afraid here, and it became a veritable haunted house, only he lived here.

I made some food, then wrapped two steamed buns, took some pickles from the pickle jar, Hongfu went out, Hongfu came over like this for two years, picked up something, sold it to the scrapyard, he didn't give up looking for a job, but they all went out of business, that is, this place is still because of its own yin qi, it is a yin place, unlike the bridge, which collapsed after two days.

On the streets of Fudu City, a teenager wears sewing and mending, but his body is very clean, pushing this dilapidated bicycle, around the garbage can, wearing gloves, rummaging things.

I have been away from home for three years, and I have been in Fudu for more than two years, and the streets and alleys here are all familiar with Hongfu, and the people around me are pointing and pointing, disdainful, Baiyan, sympathy, Hongfu is growing up here rapidly.

Ignoring the gaze of those people, Hong Fu himself was at ease to check things, his calm expression represented the waves in his heart, and his indifferent eyes could see the coldness and ruthlessness of Hong Fu's heart, the dying of the police station, and the darkness and cruelty of society created today's Hongfu.

How many times have he secretly cried at night, missed his parents, how many times he was wronged and spurned by others, Hong Fu could only bury it in his heart, he couldn't go home, at least not now.

The coldness and ruthlessness of the heart does not mean the evil and darkness in the heart, the existence of the family, so that his heart is still pure in this kindness, helping an old man to cross the road, the coldness in Hong Fu's eyes melted slightly, and today he helped another person, not for merit, but for the pure land in his heart.

He was very afraid, afraid that he would not know himself one day, so he cherished the last trace of kindness in his heart.

He was grateful to a girl who pulled him back from the edge of the abyss, and that pure smile, the breath of youth, touched Hong Fu.

At noon, Hong Fu parked the car at the mouth of a shady alley and slowly ate steamed buns with water and pickles.

"What are you going to do?" a female voice sounded in panic in the alley.

Hong Fu held the steamed bun in his hand, froze in mid-air, and then slowly stood up, stuffed half of the steamed bun into his mouth, and walked forward.

"Yo, little beauty, why are you alone? An obscene voice sounded in Hong Fu's ears.

Looking at the three gangsters in front of her, Ling Zixuan regrets it now, today is the last day of school, she got a good score in the exam and was admitted to No. 1 Middle School, she couldn't wait to let her family know, so she took a shortcut, but she didn't expect to meet the situation in front of her.

"Don't come here, don't, I'm shouting for help!" Ling Zixuan said in a panic.

"Shout, you shouted that no one would save you. "The red hairy road in the middle.

"Help!"

Hong Fu listened to some familiar voices, quickened his pace, turned the corner, and looked at the panicked figure, still so beautiful, but now it was pitiful, and the murderous intent in Hong Fu's eyes flashed.

"Let go of that girl!" Hong Fu walked slowly.

"Did you have to come? haha. The red hair in the middle looked at Hong Fu and walked over and smiled, and the other two also laughed.

"Little Fuzi, it's you, hit them quickly. ”

Ling Zixuan looked at Hong Fu's figure, surprised, looked at Hong Fu thin like a rib, pale face, and said happily.

"Yo, it's still an acquaintance, it won't be your boyfriend. Hongmao said and stretched out his hand to Ling Zixuan.

The murderous intent in Hong Fu's eyes became more and more intense, looking at the girl who had pulled herself out of the abyss, and watching the claw keep approaching.

"Look for death. Hong Fu's figure rushed over quickly.

"What?" Looking at Hong Fu's speed, the three of them were shocked.

"Ahh Hong Fu grabbed the hand of the red-haired gangster and broke it directly, and then kicked it away, and the other two people directly kicked one by one in the waist, only to hear a click, and the three of them kept screaming, slowly squirming.

Hong Fu kicked their waists off with three kicks, and didn't kill the three of them, but they could only lie on the bed in the future, squinting and others were brutal to themselves at the beginning, so that Hong Fu did not have the slightest sympathy for these outlaws.

In the past two years, a new group of gangsters have emerged in Fudu, most of whom are foreigners, and the local people still remember what happened two years ago.

"Ling Zixuan, are you okay. Hong Fu looked at the stunned Ling Zixuan and said worriedly.

"Wow, little Fuzi, I didn't know you were so powerful, I just thought. Ling Zixuan came back to her senses and shouted.

"I just thought I was hard, didn't I? ”

"Teach me well. Holding Hongfu's arm, he said.

"Well, you let go first. Hong Fu looked at Ling Zixuan, who was holding his arm, and said in surprise.

"Ah, it's over. Ling Zixuan looked at the arm holding Hong Fu and hurriedly let go.

The two have known each other for two years, and Ling Zixuan knows Hong Fu's situation clearly, she is Hong Fu's only friend, Hong Fu can't be particularly close to girls, or she found out.

"What should I do?" Ling Zixuan said worriedly.

"Let's get out of here. Hong Fu said with a smile.

"What about them?"

"They're gone, let's go. "Hong Fu doesn't care.