I have time

"Mom, I'm going to stay at Katie's house tonight. He borrowed a very good class notebook and will return it tomorrow. We plan to finish copying it overnight."

Yi Chengfeng sent Yan Yu home, and called his mother as soon as he walked out of the community.

If Su Xianghui had a little understanding of psychology, he would be able to tell that this time his son's words were much more detailed than when he asked her for leave in the past. The more a person wants to hide something with lies, the more details will be contained in the lies he fabricated , in an attempt to use these false details to create authenticity.

When Su Xianghui heard his son say to study, he naturally said nothing, "You two don't do it too late, your health is important." Why do you have to copy the notes by hand, can't you copy them?

She walked into her son's room with her sore waist pounding on her back after standing for a whole day, picked up the clothes he left by the bed and hung them on the hangers, and carefully wiped the furniture with a rag.

Su Xianghui often felt ashamed of his son, let him run around like a wild horse when he was a child, wild and wild, never thought of forcing him to learn such a talent, playing the piano and drawing, so much so that now the thought of With his son's style of painting, even a mother can get goosebumps all over her body.

Grandma is not in good health and can't help to take care of the grandson. Grandma is biased towards his uncle. Yi Chengfeng looked down on them when he was young, and he is not close to grandma. He refused to let grandma and grandpa watch.

The two of them are busy living their lives, and they can't even talk about supervising and guiding their children's studies. They only kill and violently suppress them when they find problems. Nothing positive either.

It seems normal for boys to fight when they are young, but the violent problem-solving tendency in the son's bones is still somewhat worrying when he grows up.

There is also the economic aspect. Over the years, the wronged money of the couple has been paid to their natal family, and the son is really poor.Although the little bastard is not a fuel-efficient lamp, fortunately, he didn't cause them any major troubles, and he was brought up in a daze.

Su Xianghui rarely sat down in front of his son's desk, staring at a small wooden snake placed in the most conspicuous place on his desk, this little thing seemed to be brought home by Yi Chengfeng on his birthday, like a treasure Don't let anyone touch it.

From the little girl?My son has learned how to bow other people's cabbage, which is very comforting for the old mother.It would be even better if it was Yueyue from Feng's family in the front building. Three generations have been friends and know each other well.

It turned out that her son's grades were not good, and she didn't dare to climb up to others. Now it seems that it is not so difficult to accept that a second-education married a first-educated one.

It seems that I have to work harder in the future, take less care of my mother's bad things, save my son's wife's money, and get married after graduation in the future, let them have a baby earlier, and just throw it to her after giving birth. Go as chic as you want.

Su Xianghui was so engrossed in thinking about things that she was startled when the phone rang, and the caller noted that it was her sister.

"Eh? Sister."

Su Xianghui knew that half of the chances of answering her sister's call were bad news, such as something wrong with her natal family, or her brother-in-law was ill again, so her eyelids twitched a few times, her right eye.

Holding the phone in one hand, she stretched out the other hand to touch a notebook on Yi Chengfeng's desk, trying to tear off a corner of white paper and stick it on her eyelids, making it jump for nothing.The hand trembled, and the tear was big, and the son might not like it.

Just before the white paper was pasted on his eyelids, Su Xianghui heard Su Xiangqin's crying voice coming from the receiver.

"Hui, my mother said that Erhua hadn't come home for two or three days, so I called him to turn off the phone, and my friends who often play with him said they didn't see him... Could something happen?"

Su Xianghui flipped through the notebook that she accidentally tore, and was startled by the handwriting on the first two pages. It was obviously not a heavenly book picked up by his son. Although his son's name was written on the title page, the name was obviously not The master can write it, it's so beautiful.

"...What do you think should be done?" The other side of the phone urged me.

"Nothing to do, it's best for him to die outside and not come back!" Su Xianghui carefully put away his notes, and sighed, "That kid Lele can come and stay with me for a few days. The child will be my companion."

***

Just after nine o'clock, the flow of people on the street has not yet cleared.

After sending Yan Yu home, Yi Chengfeng put his hands in his pockets and wandered around the neighborhood at a leisurely pace.

First, he passed downstairs of his own house, looked up and saw the light in his room was on, Yi Chengfeng knew that his father was at work tonight, and his mother should scold him and help him pick up the stinky socks that were left under the bed.

The light in Feng Wanyue's room in the front building is also on, and she is playing with her life. She said that she wants to be admitted to Liancheng Medical University for a combined undergraduate and master's degree. In the future, she will help Yi Chengfeng cure his brain. The school that planned to test Liancheng became more aggressive.

This girl has been his classmate since elementary school, she is extremely arrogant, her eyes are high above her head, her words are thorny, but she doesn't know how to hide her thoughts.She always speaks a few words to Yi Chengfeng intentionally or unintentionally, and she can also help him mend his jersey with a needle and thread. The way of concern is quite divided.

Two streets further to the east is the downstairs of Liu Kaidi's house. Today is different. He lied and stayed out at night, but he didn't plan to seek Liu Kaidi's confession.

The dead child must have closed the door to watch the football game online again. He has been talking about it for a whole day, and he probably did not do well in the exam. Fortunately, his mother is super gentle. In the hands of Aunt Su, he must have been reincarnated for several times.

After a not-so-big circle, the clock has already passed ten o'clock. Yi Chengfeng walks through Tsing Yi Lane all the way to the west. There is a "cornucopia chess club" there, which is the stronghold of Yin Xu and his gang. .

In the dark night, a tall and slender figure walked under the street lamp. Yi Chengfeng turned the hood of the black T-shirt over his head from the neckline of his school uniform jacket, and stepped into his own shadow without hesitation.

He walked to the opposite side of the cornucopia and stopped, took out his phone and looked at the unread messages.

Xiaoyan: Did you choose B or D for the last radio choice?Attached picture.jpg

Yi Chengfeng raised the corners of his lips.

Polang: I chose A.

Xiaoyan: smiling face.jpg It seems that half a self-study class was taught to you that day, and the correct answer is A.

Po Lang: I counted that you will have sweet dreams tonight, go to bed early, don't miss it.good night.jpg

Curly went around to the back of the house and finished draining the water. He was drowsy from the alcohol and was swaying towards the door when he tilted his neck and caught a glimpse of a half-baked figure. Maoyao got into the room along the crack of the door.

"Brother Gang, that little bastard surnamed Yi has come to your door!"

Qian Gang straightened up from the sofa in an instant, and was dissatisfied with the subconscious reaction that he paid so much attention to, so he said casually, "Okay, it's finally here, let's ask the elder brothers to go out and meet him."

Yi Chengfeng leaned on an old locust tree and lit a cigarette. The autumn was cool, and the locust flowers had already fallen, and the yellowing leaves began to chase the trajectory of the flying flowers and flutter down.

Out of the cornucopia came out five or six young people headed by Qian Gang, all of whom were dressed in the classic attire of social unrest, with curly hair and pigtails following from left to right, and the ones behind were even more bizarre.

Yi Chengfeng glanced at the things in their hands, bricks, machetes, bent iron bars...

His mother said, don't fight with others, and if you have to fight, you can't use a knife or a stick.

So, this group of trash has prepared so many weapons for him to choose, is it because he is worried that he won't find someone he can take advantage of?

Yi Chengfeng's crushing height of 1.8 meters and a well-proportioned and powerful figure stand there, even in school uniforms, there is an invisible sense of oppression.

Those crooked melons followed Qian Gang and swayed across the road in poses, like a group of disgusting toads/toads.

Qian Gang sneered, and Huo Shuidong led the way, "Why, come to... Brother Xu? It's a bit unfortunate that Brother Xu is busy with Xiao Qing'er. If you bring that cheap young master of the Dong family together, point out Maybe Brother Xu will reward you and see you..."

The smile on his face was so wretched, revealing the steel tooth that was broken by Yi Chengfeng's punch last time, every word and every sentence had a meaningful ending, wishing that every syllable would be ignited.

Yi Chengfeng didn't intend to talk nonsense with him, judging by his appearance, he should be an insider, "It's the same with you, since you know everything."

The smile on Qian Gang's face really deepened, "Tsk tsk, it's really not easy to be a disabled person, so I said don't bully the disabled..."

Sure enough, he knows everything!

Yi Chengfeng clenched his fists by his side, he really couldn't hear those two words, very good, you successfully angered me.

"I'll give you two choices, either talk now, or... I'll call you to talk!"

He glanced at Toad/Toad A, B, C, D in disgust, "Come on, do you want to go together?"

The one with the machete rushed up first, probably because he felt that his weapon had an advantage, but when he came close and saw that the opponent was standing still, he faltered first. After all, it was a flesh and blood body. bad food.

It's common for them gangsters to scare people, but they are not mentally prepared to be murderers at all.

Just for a moment of hesitation, Yi Chengfeng raised his foot and kicked the opponent's chest, and at the same time stretched out his left hand to clamp the wrist of the man holding the knife. With a twist, the blade turned around and slashed diagonally towards him behind him, waving the iron rod and stepping forward. Another bastard.

The steel blades rubbed against the iron rods, making a tooth-piercing metal hiss, and sparks flew out.

Seeing that the sharp blade was about to cut into the stick-wielding man's tiger's mouth, the gangster let out a scream and let go to dodge. Yi Chengfeng took the opportunity to take over the opponent's weapon unceremoniously.

With a flick of his wrist, he changed the direction of the iron rod, and at the same time swept towards the four legs of the two people who rushed towards No. 3 in parallel. With a few dull knocks, some people began to fall to the ground and hugged their knees and howled.

It's not too forbidden to fight, he hasn't used too much force, after all, these minions are just NPCs, the kind of cannon fodder that doesn't even deserve a broken bone.

It was a hollow iron rod similar to a water pipe, and there was a tee that hadn't been disassembled at one end. It was neither light nor heavy, and it was quite easy to swing.

That's it, Yi Chengfeng wants to solve the problem as soon as possible, and is not too obsessed with picking and picking. At least if this thing does not greet the vital place, it will be broken at most, and it will not kill anyone.

He was hit by a wooden stick a few times on his back and shoulders. It must have been the curly hair, holding up two chair legs and swiping like a crazy praying mantis.

The little pigtail swung his sumo-like figure around the back and tried to cross his arms to restrain Yi Chengfeng, but he leaned back and used his strength to kick away the praying mantis jumping in front of him. It flew down, and was crushed into dust by the messy footsteps.

With such a meat pad, the feeling of hitting a tree seems to be good.

Yi Chengfeng swung away the little devil blocking the way with an iron rod, his current goal is only Qian Gang.

Some people from the Great Wall in the cornucopia came out to watch, this place is a bit careless, it’s not a peaceful land, fights are happening every day, it’s a bit boring to watch, and no one enthusiastically calls the demon spirits to call the police.

How many of the fightrs are innocent and good people, and those who really trust the police to solve the problem have already gone to the police station to the court.

Yi Chengfeng raised his hand to wipe the blood from his temples to his chin, and spit out a mouthful of salty saliva.He took the opportunity to lean close to Qian Gang, flicking the iron rod on his forearm.

When he lifted it up again, the iron rod was already lying on Qian Gang's neck against his Adam's apple. As long as Yi Chengfeng retracted his hands, he could experience the feeling of hanging himself for free.

Qian Gang held the forearm of his right hand with his left hand, and the thin layer of sweat on his forehead didn't know whether it was from shock or pain.

"Let them go, I'll talk to you alone."

Yi Chengfeng unceremoniously pulled the iron rod back and let out a series of hoarse roars, "... let's go, let's go... go find brother Xu... ah, roll..."

"Run? Do you want to try?"

With a clang, Yi Chengfeng dropped the iron rod in his hand, kicked Qian Gang's ass, and threw him directly into the pit under the locust tree.

Of course Qian Gang knew that he couldn't outrun Yi Chengfeng, so he folded his arms under the tree and pretended to be dead.

Yi Chengfeng dragged a wooden chair with missing arms and legs and sat down in front of Qian Gang, with a dangerous posture, "Come on, before your brother Xu comes to rescue you, tell me what happened the night before yesterday. "

"Brother Xu fell in love with that little Dong family... just wanted to find a way to trick someone..." Qian Gang had no choice but to integrate the plot and edited a version that cleared himself up, so that the shit pots could be put on the heads of Su Xianghua and Yin Xu Buckle, no matter who is responsible for these two people, they can hit Yi Chengfeng hard.

Sure enough, when Yi Chengfeng heard Su Xianghua's name, he was shocked for a second and then showed a stern expression of righteousness and family destruction.

The person who bullied Xiaoyan was actually this old bastard!

Xiaoyan refused to say, did he recognize him?That face looks exactly like his mother, even somewhat similar to his face!

Just when the new version of the story was almost finished, Qian Gang's cell phone rang, and Brother Xu called.

Yi Chengfeng took the phone into his hand one step ahead of him, and slid open the answer button.

"...Don't fucking let your bunch of bastards bother me, get the hell out of here! I didn't say you, baby, mua... You still expect me to wipe you out for the bad idea you gave me Shit, bah! Don't think I can't count your fancy intestines, shit..."

Two cold lights fell on Qian Gang's pale face, and then swept across his trembling lips. Yi Chengfeng's voice was icy, "The story is over? Let's listen to the version with a bad idea. Think it through before you tell it. It's a mistake." Words, one less tooth!"

He didn't return the phone to the other party, but clicked on the call log and text message log to read one by one, two nights ago or even earlier.

Sure enough, there is Su Xianghua's number... The plan is very careful, the idea is very bold...

Allen?

Yi Chengfeng stared at the note name for a while, then directly dialed Qian Gang's mobile phone.

"Hello? Brother! Brother?"

elder brother?elder brother!That's how it turned out, all internal responses are alive.

This is a personal grievance between Xiaoyan who set up a plan to harm Xiaoyan, but actually revenge and him!

If Su Xianghua hadn't been scared to run away that night, what a terrible thing would have happened to Xiaoyan, and what face would Yi Chengfeng have to appear in front of Xiaoyan again in the future!

Yi Chengfeng patted his buttocks and stood up, kicking away the broken wooden chair behind him, and the chair immediately scattered his arms and legs on the ground.

The blood rushed to the top of the head like boiling oil, and the hard fist was wrapped in a strong wind and swung out...

The author has something to say:

Fengfeng, why do you rush to fight on this day, the author is also very helpless~~~~~~~~~··