post cold war era

Wang Yao met the person he least wanted to meet—his younger brother Im Yong-soo. Due to many unpleasant things that happened, Wang Yao always tried to avoid meeting with Im Yong-soo, but Im Yong-soo did not hope so.

"Brother, you don't have to hide from me all the time, do you?" Lim Yong-soo exclaimed angrily, "Are you just so stubborn? For those inheritances, you turned your back on everyone and turned against your own brother!"

Wang Yao turned to Im Yong-soo, with his arms folded in front of his chest. Im Yong-soo was slightly taller than Wang Yao. At this moment, Wang Yao raised his head slightly and looked directly into his eyes: "I think you made a mistake, Yong-soo. You came to fight with me Things that didn't belong to you in the first place, but now you want to blame me for turning my face and denying others?"

Lim Yong-soo said as a matter of course: "Those things should be mine, how can you take them all by yourself?"

Wang Yao sneered and said, "It's whoever's. Your fight can only prove that you are shallow and ignorant, and you have to rely on other people's things to get back your self-confidence, which is so pitiful that it can be ignored, isn't it?"

"Don't be self-righteous!" Ren Yongsu punched Wang Yao angrily.

Wang Yao moved away flexibly, and jokingly said: "Boy, the wings have grown hard, dare to challenge your brother?"

"I've been wanting to do this for a long time!" Lim Yongsu shouted.

"Okay then," Wang Yao chuckled, "I should go find you a pair of protective gear."

"I don't need that thing! You can't hurt me!" Lim Yong-soo has always been conceited.

"You asked for this, Yong-soo." Wang Yao said as he took off his knee-length Chinese-style jacket, and there was only an ordinary white shirt inside. He tore off the shirt without hesitation, revealing his muscular upper body, because Having not seen the sun for many years, his skin showed an unhealthy paleness, not the wheat color of ordinary Chinese people.

Ren Yongzhu was very surprised. He knew that Wang Yao paid great attention to his image, except for his face and hands, he never showed an inch of skin. Even his hands were always tucked into wide sleeves, restrained and low-key.Although Wang Yao still has a calm expression now, he knows that Wang Yao must be angry.

Wang Yao tore his shirt into strips, picked out two and threw them to Ren Yongzhu, picked up the other two and began to wrap them around his hands: "There are no ready-made bandages, so let's make do."

After wrapping up the bandage, Ren Yongzhu rushed forward and attacked fiercely.Although Wang Yao was steady, he still had difficulty coping with Im Yong-su's desperate attack for a while, and he received a few punches very quickly, but luckily it was not serious. The bad thing was that his braids fell apart during the entanglement between the two, and almost A lock of long hair fell on his face, blocking his sight, and the moment he shook his head, he received a solid punch from Ren Yongsu, and he took a few steps back before stopping.

Ren Yongzhu took advantage of the victory to pursue and rushed towards Wang Yao again. Wang Yao could see his footsteps clearly. When he was approaching, Wang Yao got low and slipped under Ren Yongzhu's armpit. When touching Ren Yongzhu's face, his fist suddenly loosened, and as a result, Ren Yongzhu was slapped hard by the back of Wang Yao's hand, and his knuckles hit the bridge of the nose. Ren Yongzhu was so painful that he forgot to defend, and Wang Yao grabbed his arm and threw him on the ground. land.

Ren Yongzhu barely raised his face to look at Wang Yao, his face was covered with blood, which flowed from his nose.Wang Yao's expression became bewildered, he looked at his left hand, the bandage was also stained red.

That's Yong-soo's blood, Wang Yao thought sadly.

"Stop it all! Fighting is prohibited here!" A mid-spirited voice came.

Both Wang Yao and Ren Yongzhu were taken aback, looked towards the source of the voice, and as expected saw the burly Alfred and the thin Honda Ju.

"Wang Yao, it seems that you and your brother have a little dispute, but you should know that you should not use force to resolve conflicts here." Alfred walked up to Wang Yao and said, "And you hurt Yong-soo very badly." Light, it seems that I need to ask you to leave here to avoid more people being hurt."

Wang Yao looked at Alfred's handsome and manly face, it said "justice" on it, Alfred was serious, he fully believed that he was upholding justice.

Wang Yao looked at Ren Yongzhu who was still lying on the ground. The latter was desperately wiping off the blood on his face, but new blood flowed out soon.

Wang Yao looked at Honda Chrysanthemum a little far away, that delicate face like a doll was still expressionless.Honda Ju is always rational, calm and educated, so that no one can see his coldness and cruelty, except Wang Yao.

"I'll go." Wang Yao withdrew his gaze and turned his back to Alfred.Seeing Wang Yao's back, Alfred was startled: there was a huge scar on Wang Yao's not-so-broad back, drawing a straight oblique line from his shoulder to his waist, almost The body is divided in two.

When Wang Yao was far away, Alfred asked Honda Ju in a surprised tone: "Wang Yao was injured so badly! Have you heard of it?"

Honda Ju said calmly: "I've never heard of it. Yaojun is very hostile to me and won't tell me anything." The neat wound can only be cut with a knife technique. He thought he had killed Wang Yao at that time, but he didn't expect Wang Yao to appear in front of him again with blood all over his body and an angry face like a ghost.Honda Ju didn't know how Wang Yao crawled out of the pile of blood and corpses, but the ending made him regretful.

It would have been better if I cut harder at the beginning, so that Wang Yao could never get up again.

"Alfred." Honda Ju called softly.

"What's the matter?" Alfred turned around to look at Honda Ju in doubt. Although Honda Ju had a good relationship with him, he seldom took the initiative to speak.

"In fact, there is one thing that has always made me feel ashamed," said Honda Ju, "that is, I was once Wang Yao's younger brother."

Alfred laughed and said, "It's really a shame to have that kind of brother!"

Wang Yao staggered into a relatively remote corridor. The pain Ren Yongsu left him just now was not light. When he was in front of Alfred and the others, he could still grit his teeth and maintain a steady pace. Now the will to support him is no longer It works again.

A ball of fabric was thrown on his back, Wang Yao turned around abruptly, and saw a pair of purple eyes looking down at him with playfulness in those eyes.Looking at the fabric that hit his back, it was Ivan's coat.

"Put it on," Ivan maintained his usual smile, "You don't want to be seen—the scar on your back."

Wang Yao paused, and quickly put on his overcoat, which was too big for him, and the hem almost touched his instep.

"Thank you, I'll return it to you after I wash it next time." Wang Yao bowed to Ivan, dragging the hem of his coat to the ground.

"It doesn't matter if you don't return it, it's just a piece of clothing." Ivan smiled and left.