Counterattack Xiaoxian

The light rain fell all night and gradually stopped.

Passing vehicles caused the water on the road to splash onto the sidewalk, creating bursts of gray-white foam like fine scales.

In an old-fashioned residential building near Lake Bin Road, a sleeping teenager was tightly confined in a shoebox-like room.

In his sleep, he vaguely saw some faces.

The gloomy old man, the indifferent young man, the anxious-looking uncle, the woman with blurred features, the little boy in overalls... They stayed, then retreated, and then came back again, circulating and stopping like a revolving lantern...

These people bent over him with inquiring eyes and asked him questions indifferently.

Everyone is asking him, do you still remember us?

are you doing okay?

Are you satisfied with everything now...?

The boy's quilt was thrown aside, and he was only wearing a pair of underwear.

His exposed chest was rising and falling violently, his teeth were clenched, his nostrils were breathing rapidly, and the sweat on his forehead had soaked his thick black hair.

Suddenly, he yelled angrily: "Get away! Get away! I don't need anyone."

After shouting this sentence, he finally woke up and let his body collapse on the bed for a long time.

Then he slowly stood up and sat up straight, and opened his eyes a little tiredly, with panic and a trace of regret still in his eyes.

Others had a spring dream without hesitation, but poor Ji Lingchu had a nightmare for half the night.

After waking up, I only remember a few broken images.

All in all, my mood was mixed with depression and sadness.

He had been sleeping restlessly since the night he last experienced the community park.

It always felt like something was wrong, like someone had picked up a corpse in the back alley of a bar.

Although I was still sleepy, I thought about lying down for a while, but seeing that it was already close to six o'clock, I quickly wiped my face, got up, washed up, and changed into clean clothes.

After some preparations, Ji Lingchu sat down at the dining table and ate the leftover fried buns from yesterday.

While eating, I glanced at the room. This was the house left by my grandfather, with two bedrooms in total.

The furniture and furnishings are all extremely old, and they are relatively clean, but slightly messy.

In the past, my grandfather helped me organize things, but now that I live alone, I am too lazy to spend this energy.

He had work today, but last night the photo agency suddenly called and informed him that he needed to go to the Wetland Park to take a few more photos of waterfowl, so he had to leave early.

After breakfast, he picked up his photography bag and went out, rolled out an electric motorcycle from the carport downstairs, and drove towards the suburbs.

After a few steps of riding, I heard my cell phone ringing.

After checking that it was a local number, he put his foot on the ground and answered the call.

After waiting for a few seconds, no one spoke on the phone.

Just when he was about to die, a man's deep voice came out: "Are you Ji Lingchu?"

"Yes you are……?"

"Hey! Hey!"

Before he could finish speaking, the call was suddenly disconnected.

He thought the signal was poor and immediately called back, only to find that the other party had turned off his phone.

Ji Lingchu thought it might be a scam call, so he didn't take it too seriously and continued on his way.

There were not many vehicles on the road at this point, and the road conditions were relatively smooth, and we soon drove nearly half of the distance.

When they came to a remote section of road, unexpectedly, a car suddenly came from behind and parked the motorcycle on the edge of the green belt.

Before Ji Lingchu could react, a man got out of the car aggressively.

Seeing this posture, he was surprised and shouted: "What do you want to do?"

The person who came was a handsome young man with a pretty face.

He had a prickly face and peach-blossom eyes. He didn't speak when he came up, just stared at him and sneered arrogantly.

Ji Lingchu was confused and took off his helmet to cover his chest. He asked angrily: "Who are you and what do you want to do?"

The pretty boy sneered to himself and looked at him sideways: "I heard that you are very unusual. I want to see you."

Ji Lingchu thought he was here to seek revenge, but he must have found the wrong target. He was just a student and had never offended anyone.

He thought he had suffered an unreasonable disaster and did not want to get involved with such a person, so he said: "Did you admit the wrong person? I don't know you. You see, no one has lost anything. Can I go on my way first?"

"Ji, please show off to me," the pretty boy clenched his fists and said, "Let me weigh your weight and see if you are qualified."

Ji Lingchu was surprised and confused. He couldn't understand what this guy was talking about. What qualifications did he have?

Of course, he was even more reluctant to do anything. He quickly took out his cell phone and said loudly: "Stop, if you come over, I will call the police."

The pretty boy smiled contemptuously: "You have to wait until the call is over before calling the police. Of course, I wasn't the one who made the move."

After speaking, he turned around, waved to the car, and called, "Hi! Hank."

The car door was pushed open, and a guy who was too black to look like a human came out, a real black man.

Fully two meters tall, he was wearing a dark, tight-fitting uniform, and his muscles seemed to burst from the material.

A mouth of sharp white teeth is scary to look at.

this……!

He would be lying if he said he wasn't afraid. Ji Lingchu was a little dizzy. He didn't know what kind of master he had offended.

The pretty boy took the opportunity to knock off his cell phone, and like a referee, he made gestures with his palms in the air.

Said: "Hank is a professional boxer from the beautiful country. Come on, you two have a fight."

Seeing the pretty boy pretending to be a bitch, Ji Lingchu wanted to strangle him to death.

But he also knew that a good man would not suffer the immediate consequences. Seeing that the other party seemed to be serious, he turned around and prepared to run away.

The big black brother had long legs. He stepped in front of him in two steps, shrugged his shoulders, and punched me.

He hurriedly used the helmet in his hand to block it, and a huge force came towards him.

With a "bang", the helmet went up into the sky, flew far away, and then fell back to the ground with a "bang".

Ji Lingchu's face turned pale, and he wondered if there was any more law, and was there any more King's Law?

Do you want to be beaten for no reason like this?

The big black man seemed determined to fix him. He just threw a jab at him, but before the punch landed, he suddenly felt a shock in his armpit.

Looking down, he saw his opponent making a weird clenched fist gesture, trembling with excitement like a wild cat in the cold wind.

Ji Lingchu was so scared that he thought to himself, "I've earned a punch!"

Then he closed his eyes and prepared to face the "more violent storm" that followed.

However, the punch just now was not a random tortoise punch. This was related to his life experience and could be regarded as a "family-heirloom skill."

He had never seen his parents since he was a child and was reluctant to mention them.

But children's desire for love is natural. When Ji Lingchu was a child, although he didn't say it, he secretly liked to collect things related to them.

Not much can be found, but the most meaningful one is a video.

The video was recorded on a CD and showed two people claiming to be his parents demonstrating some martial arts-like movements.