My ring is too bad

Chapter 125

Fang Gan eats a lot, and a bowl of rice noodles is not enough. Under the surprised eyes of the boss, he ate seven or eight bowls to barely fill his stomach, and Liu Xue also ate an extra bowl.

"This young man doesn't look like he has a big stomach, why can he eat so much?" The boss muttered, but he was still happy. Fang Gan would make more money if he ate more.

Checkout came out of the noodle shop, and the two walked hand in hand on the street, watching the pedestrians in a hurry and the children chasing and playing, occasionally a cool wind blows away the summer heat, which makes people feel so peaceful It's a beautiful day.

"It would be great if it could be like this forever." Fang Gan and Liu Xue thought at the same time, holding each other's hands even tighter.

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Dongying Country, Kyoto, Saito Dojo.

A middle-aged man in a kimono was holding a wooden knife in his hand and was slashing quickly, surrounded by hundreds of disciples wearing dojo costumes.

"A real warrior can cut everything even with a wooden knife."

As the middle-aged man spoke, his eyes were fixed on a row of wooden posts not far away, he rushed forward, and the wooden knife in his hand slashed out, piercing the air with a piercing whistle.

Uh-huh!Everyone only saw a flash of afterimages, and the middle-aged man put away his sword and stood up.

After a while, all the stakes were broken, and the cuts were smooth.

"It's really amazing, as expected of Master Saito."

All the disciples looked at the middle-aged man with reverence.

The middle-aged man's name is Saito Shinjiro, he is the most famous kendo master in Dongying, and he is also the inheritor of the famous Beichen Yidao style.

This Saito dojo and the Beishi Group, which ranks first in Dongying assets, are all property of the Saito family.

"Uncle Saito." At this moment, a woman in a long western-style dress walked into the dojo with a haggard face.

After Saito Shinjiro saw the woman, he immediately ordered his disciples to practice by themselves, and then brought the woman to an uninhabited courtyard.

"Is there any news about Saito?" Saito Shinjiro asked the woman. His son Saito Hiroshi had been missing for almost half a month.

His son Hiroshi Saito is unwilling to inherit the dojo, nor is he willing to inherit the Hokushin One Sword Style passed down from generation to generation. Instead, he is very interested in ninjutsu. This makes Saito Shinjiro very annoyed. In his opinion, martial arts should be upright, and ninja They are a group of shady rats who cannot get on the stage.

But even so, Hiroshi Saito is still his only child and the only bloodline of the Saito family.

The woman is Saito Hiroshi's girlfriend, named Hirata Keiko, and the two have already had a marriage contract.

Hirata Keiko muttered for a while, and said with reddened eyes, "Uncle Saito, I want to tell you something. Saito-kun secretly joined a killer website called Bloodnet in order to practice ninjutsu."

Saito Shinjiro's eyes froze, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Saito-kun would tell me every time he went out to perform a mission. He told me that if he didn't hear from him for more than two weeks, he would never come back." Keiko Hirata continued, her voice choked up.

Saito Shinjiro clenched his fists and scolded angrily: "Bastard, Saito Hiroshi, an idiot, why did you do such a stupid thing!"

"Uncle Saito, we should avenge Saito-kun." Keiko Hirata cried.

"Avenge for what? Go to those who were killed by him?" Saito Shinjiro said angrily: "Saito's family only has upright samurai, and there are no shady killers!"

After saying that, Saito Shinjiro turned around and left.

Hirata Keiko stood there, covering her face and weeping bitterly. After a long time, she slowly wiped away her tears and walked out of Saito Dojo, returning to a villa where she and Saito Hiroshi used to live together.

Walking into one of the bedrooms in the villa, there was a wall densely covered with photos, all of which were the targets of Hiroshi Saito's assassination.

Every time he receives a task, Hiroshi Saito will print out the photo of the other party and paste it on the wall. If the task is completed, he will draw a cross on the photo with a red pen.

Almost all the photos on the wall were painted with red crosses, except for one photo, the person in the photo was Fang Gan.

Hirata Keiko stared at Fang Gan's photo, then took out a red pen and drew a cross heavily on the photo, muttering: "Saito-kun, I will definitely avenge you, this person, I will help You kill."

Time soon came late at night, and Hirata Keiko was lying on the bed holding a photo album. In the first photo of the album, Hirata Keiko and Saito Hiroshi cuddled together happily.

With hatred, sadness and memories, Hirata Keiko gradually fell asleep.

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Fang Gan's bedroom in Nanxian City.

"Xiaoxue, let's hold hands, read each other's names silently, and release each other's spiritual sense to sense each other's soul, so that I can enter your dream."

Fang Gan and Liu Xue lay flat on the bed together, and Fang Gan said seriously.

Liu Xue asked curiously, "Is it really that magical?"

"This is a method of falling asleep that I accidentally saw on the Internet, why not give it a try." Fang Gan said.

"Okay, but my dream is very scary, Agan, are you sure you want to enter my dream?" Liu Xue nodded and asked again.

"I'm going to protect you in my dream." Fang Gan took Liu Xue's hand.

Liu Xue smiled sweetly, and the two began to close their eyes and read each other's names silently.

The spiritual consciousness is released, intertwined with each other, and gradually there is a lightness of the soul leaving the body.

It stands to reason that practitioners are not easily fatigued, nor are they too lethargic.But not long after Liu Xue closed her eyes, she fell into a deep sleep.

Fang Gan felt as if his consciousness was being sucked into a vortex, and was also pulled into Liu Xue's dream.

In the bedroom, the breathing of the two was steady and they both slept soundly.

In the dream at this time, Fang Gan and Liu Xue were in school. In the dream, the two could not realize that it was a dream, completely forgetting that they were in a dream.

Fang Gan was named and criticized by the class teacher Sun Jianren, saying that he was serious about partial subjects and often skipped classes to go online.

On the way home, Liu Xue kept comforting Fang Gan and at the same time advised him to study hard.

"Okay, okay, Xiaoxue, I see, it will be Valentine's Day soon, may I invite you to watch a movie?" Fang Gan took out two movie tickets like a magic trick.

"If you don't promise me to study hard, I will ignore you." Liu Xue pouted, pretending to be angry.

"Hey, Xiaoxue, you look good when you're angry." Fang Gan smiled and pinched Liu Xue's face, and said, "I promise you, I won't skip class in the future, study English and chemistry well, don't be angry."

Only then did Liu Xue smile, and the two of them walked towards the house while chatting.

Just entering the community, Fang Gan saw a group of vicious people surrounded outside his restaurant from a distance.

A bad premonition surged in Fang Gan's heart, and he hurriedly ran towards the restaurant, and Liu Xue followed suit.

Inside the restaurant, a bald man wearing a big gold chain was leading a group of gangsters to smash the restaurant. Dad Fangzheng wrestled with them and his forehead was smashed. Mom Han Qingmei was slapped and pushed and bumped. on the table.

"Dad! Mom!" Seeing this scene, Fang Gan's eyes turned red, and he rushed into the restaurant to fight with the gangsters.

But now that he is thin, he was kicked to the ground in an instant. Liu Xue hit those gangsters with his schoolbag and was also slapped.

Fang Gan was furious, he suddenly touched a knife that fell on the ground, got up, rushed to the back of the bald head desperately, and stabbed it hard.

The bald-headed body trembled, and there was a stabbing pain in his back. He felt something moving in and out of his body quickly, taking away all his vitality.

The warm blood stained Fang Gan's palm, and the punks around were all frightened.

"Son!" Fangzheng and Han Qingmei also exclaimed.

"Agan..." Liu Xue stayed where she was.

i killed...

Fang Gan suddenly felt his head go blank, and his heart was terrified. Looking at the fallen bald head, he subconsciously took a few steps back. The knife in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, and he sat down on the ground.

The siren blared, and several police cars drove into the community.

"Agan, run away." Liu Xue turned pale with fright, picked up the knife on the ground, and shouted at Fang Gan, she wanted to take the blame for Fang Gan.

"I killed the man." Fangzheng also reacted, and walked over to grab the knife from Liu Xue's hand.

"I'm here, you all have nothing to do." Han Qingmei also went to grab the knife, crying and said, "Old Fang, you must take good care of A-gan in the future."

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In reality at this moment, both Fang Gan and Liu Xue were pale, their bodies were trembling, and their foreheads were covered with beads of sweat.

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The group of gangsters unanimously identified Fang Gan as the one who killed the bald third brother. Coupled with the evidence obtained from the on-site investigation, the court quickly made a verdict.

"The criminal suspect Fang Gan was found guilty of manslaughter at the discretion of this court. He was sentenced to three years in prison and 30 yuan in compensation to the family of the deceased."

Fang Gan was imprisoned, Fang Zheng and Han Qingmei were hit hard, Liu Xue also became depressed, her academic performance plummeted, and she often lost her mind in class.

In Nanxian City Prison, Fang Gan shaved his hair, put on a prison uniform, and was locked in cell No. 5.

in the cell.

"Tsk tsk, the new guy is a boy with thin skin and tender flesh. That's right, come here and beat my legs." A strong man with a scar on his face glanced at Fang Gan, and behind him were two prisoners giving him a hand. Squeeze your shoulders.

The rest of the prisoners in the prison also looked at Fang Gan with malicious expressions on their faces.

Fang Gan stood there expressionless. According to legend, bullying of the weak often happened in prisons. He should have been afraid, but he didn't know why he couldn't feel fear.

"Owner."

A faint voice sounded in Fang Gan's mind, as if it came from another space.

"Hmm?" Fang Gan looked around suspiciously when he heard the voice.

"Aren't you deaf, kid? You're not pumping!" Seeing that Fang Gan dared to ignore him, Dao Scarface was a little angry, stared at him, stood up with a huff, and walked towards Fang Gan.

(End of this chapter)