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  "Run!" The ant shouted hoarsely, looking back at Liu Ziguang in terror, wanting to run away too, but it was too late. He was kicked to the ground by Liu Ziguang and lay there with tears and snot streaming down his face. But he still yelled desperately towards the direction Wang Wenjun had escaped: "Run! Run!" His voice was full of despair, with a crying tone, and echoed eerily in the air above Hachaozi.

  Wang Wenjun ran away without looking back, he was very familiar with the terrain of Hejiazhuang and ran extremely fast. Liu Ziguang didn't chase him either, but instead picked up the ants and slowly followed behind, leaving Wang Wenjun's parents standing in stunned silence, unsure of what to do.

  Wang Wenjun walked steadily on the uneven ground of the riverside slum, his movements agile and quick. He occasionally leaped over piles of obstacles, soon running out and rushing up to the high river embankment.

  Just as Wang Wenjun ran up to the river embankment, several people rushed over from both sides and pinned him down. He struggled desperately, but managed to break free. However, a foot came flying at him, wearing 44-code 3515 cruiser eight-inch steel-toed combat boots. The kick landed on Wang Wenjun's forehead, leaving a large gash, and he was knocked unconscious, stumbling backwards before falling to the ground. Several shiny warrior knives were then thrust out and placed against his neck.

  Wang Wenjun only fainted for half a minute before waking up, shaking off the blood on his face. In front of him were two terrified and helpless faces - his good friends Pi Hou and Ma Yi. On the wide riverbank, several cars were parked, surrounded by over ten fierce-looking men with sharp blades in their hands.

  Others came to him for help, Wang Wenjun was very clear that two days ago, Pi Hou and Ma Yan found themselves to complain about their grievances. They said they were beaten by people from the high slope because they stole a car. Sheng Li Ge didn't want to take responsibility either. At that time, Wang Wenjun got angry and said that if he didn't stand up for his younger brother, what kind of big brother was he? Ma Shengli was a coward, thinking that he wouldn't be bullied only if he took revenge himself!

  At Mechanical Vocational High School, Wang Wenjun had only two friends, Pihou and Yamayu. The three of them came from relatively poor families, so they stuck together through thick and thin, never mocking each other. Nowadays, the job market is extremely competitive, even college graduates can't find work, let alone vocational high school students who haven't acquired any skills in school. Going to factories for interviews is no better than being a migrant worker. For these third-year students, joining the underworld is almost their only way out.

  So the three of them followed Shengli Ge, claiming to be mixed in the underworld, but actually just messing around, stealing small things, fighting and hanging out in internet cafes, thinking they were part of the mafia. They were far from it, so when Pi Hou and Ma Yi got into trouble, Shengli Ge didn't even dare make a sound, while Wang Wenjun was furious and immediately said he wanted to go kill Xiao Bei on Gaotu Slope to avenge his brothers.

  At the age of seventeen or eighteen, when one's blood is hot and bold, they are most arrogant and don't know what fear is. When their brain gets hot, they can do anything, regardless of who you are, even if you're a famous big brother on the road to success. However, they only know how to be afraid afterwards. After things have been done, and others come for revenge, that's when they start to tremble with fear and pee in their pants. Pi Hou and Yi Wu Zi are this kind of person, but Wang Wen Jun seems to be born without knowing what fear is, still staring with a pair of fierce eyes even when facing the gleaming blade.

  The young man was still wearing that little windbreaker, jeans, the clothes were very fashionable, but the texture was very poor, it could be seen that they had been worn for a long time, the cuffs and collar had been worn out, perhaps he who came from a poor family only had this one set of decent clothes, his chest was heaving violently, the fresh blood on his forehead was bubbling up, the morning sun shone on his eighteen-year-old face, pale with blood all over.

  The sunlight was suddenly blocked, and a dark figure stood in front of him. The sun cast a golden rim on his body. He squatted down and stared at Wang Wenjun, asking: "Was it you who stabbed Bei Xiaoshuai?"

  Wang Wenjun's eyes were stuck together by the blood flowing down from his forehead, he strained to open his eyes, biting his lips tightly, and nodded stubbornly.

  "Why pick on people?"

  "Because he bullied my brother!"

  "Do you know the consequences of doing this?" the man asked.

  "I'll take responsibility for myself, don't trouble my brothers and family. I'll give you an explanation!" The young man remained stubborn to the end, falling into the hands of his enemy without even furrowing his brow.

  "Let him go." Liu Ziguang stood up, and the sunlight once again occupied Wang Wenjun's line of sight. He narrowed his eyes, feeling that the hands grasping him had loosened, then a white-scabbarded sword was thrown in front of him.

  "I'll see how you account for yourself." The voice sounded again.

  Wang Wenjun struggled to get up, picked up the long knife, took a deep breath, and said to his two tearful friends: "Pi Hou, Ma Yi, help me take care of my parents." Then without any hesitation, he picked up the white-scabbard knife and stabbed it into his own chest.

  Fresh blood spurted out, but the blade stopped only half an inch deep into the flesh. Wang Wenjun's hand holding the knife was pinched by another hand, which belonged to the leading big brother.

  "The kid's got spirit, let it be." Liu Ziguang pulled the white-scabbarded sword out from Wang Wenjun's chest and took a white handkerchief from his pocket to stuff into the wound, saying: "You two, come press down!"

  Pi Hou and the ant quickly ran over to help Wang Wenjun press the wound, the three of them stared at these vicious Jianghu people putting away their things, getting on the car and leaving.

  Several cars sped away, leaving only three wandering youths staring at each other on the empty riverbank. Was it really going to end like this?

  In the speeding car, the scenes just now replayed in Liu Ziguang's mind one after another:

  That tall, stooping man who collected scraps was introducing his son's certificates to Liu Ziguang with great care, and when he talked about his own son, as he walked through the streets and alleys of the city, there was a kind of sacred pride on this face that had always been humble and low-key.

  "Wen Jun has been studying well since he was a child. Although he didn't attend a key high school, he went to vocational high school and is the most educated and promising one in our family. His mother's health isn't good, so we'll be relying on this son in the future."

  At that moment, Wang Wenjun's mother leaned against the door, coughing and smiling. At this moment, Liu Ziguang understood that this son was the hope of their whole family and all their hopes for a happy life in the future.

  "Brother Guang, Brother Guang." It was Xuanzi driving who spoke, startling Liu Ziguang out of his reverie.

  "Is it just going to end like this? What about Xiaobei's injury?"

  "Oh, just now the hospital called, the bayonet was inserted between the heart and lungs, didn't hurt any organs, just poked a transparent hole, not much blood came out, Xiaobei is fine."

  "Too great!" Xuanzi excitedly pressed the horn, and the car let out a loud, uninhibited honk.

  "No way, Guang Ge, even if Xiaobei is fine, we can't let these few kids off the hook. Otherwise, how are we going to survive in society? If a small punk like that can come and stab us, it's opening up a bad precedent." Xuanzi said discontentedly.

  Liu Ziguang said, "Who says I'll let them off? I think that kid has guts, he's a promising young man, so I'll spare him for now. I can let them go, but the police won't. This is intentional injury, it's going to be prosecuted. If I'm not mistaken, the police are already here."

  ……

  Three minutes after Liu Ziguang and the others left, Wang Wenjun's parents also climbed up the riverbank with each other's support. Seeing that their son had a crimson patch on his chest, they both cried out in heartache. Wang Wenjun's wound was shallow, just a superficial injury. He waved his hand and said, "Dad, Mom, I'm fine."

  The skin monkey and the ant helped Wang Wenjun stand up, just about to go to the hospital, when a large Cherokee suddenly drove over, and several casual men jumped out of the car, showing their credentials and saying: "Police, come with us."

  The middle-aged couple could only watch as their son and his friends were handcuffed by the police, taken away in a police car that drove off with a loud noise. They stood there speechless, tears streaming down their faces. What on earth was going on? Their normally well-behaved son had gotten himself into such big trouble.

  ……

  Municipal hospital, surgical ward, after the operation, Bei Xiaoshuai has been transferred here, he woke up early, his naked body was wrapped in bandages, and he was bragging with nurse little sister, suddenly the door of the ward was pushed open, a group of vigorous men walked in, led by Liu Ziguang.

  "Xiao Bei, I told you you wouldn't die. How's that?" Liu Ziguang laughed and came forward to pull Bai Xiaoshuai up from the bed with a big hug. Bai Xiaoshuai let out a hissing breath of cold air: "Brother, be gentle, I've been pierced by a transparent hole."

  "Xiao Shuai, you're just like Seiya, a little strong and invincible!" Xuanzi also came up and gave Bei Xiao Shuai a punch, and everyone burst out laughing.

  Bei Xiaoshuai pulled out a sawn-off 38 pistol from under the bed, whistling and saying: "Wow, what a treasure! A genuine Japanese Type 30 bayonet with three-ring markings, made by the Tokyo Koishikawa Arsenal. In the early days of armed struggle, each of our factory's Red Guards had one of these. Nowadays, no one plays with this stuff anymore. I didn't expect to run into this thing, haha."

  Liu Ziguang said, "Xiao Bei, after taking this blow, you should also learn a lesson and have some more mature demeanor in the future. Don't always do foolish things. For those 17 or 18-year-old kids, use both kindness and severity."

  Bai Xiaoshuai disdainfully said: "Mao, wait until I'm done, then get the brothers to go and flatten the Mechanical Vocational High School, we'll definitely beat them. Oh right, Guang Ge, what about those few kids? Are they finished?"

  Liu Ziguang shook his head and said: "I'm talking, how come you don't get it at all? Fighting and killing is a low-level move, you need to learn to use your brain."

  "Alright, alright, I know, Brother Guang." Bei Xiaoshuai lay down on the hospital bed.

  "Those three kids, they're all poor devils, their family conditions are pretty bad, especially that tall one. For the sake of his brothers, he's willing to take a knife to your gut, and dare to stab you, this old boss, it takes guts. If I'm not mistaken, he's already been locked up. Now I'll give you two options: either find someone to arrange for him to be beaten half to death in the detention center, then sentence him to 7 or 8 years, or this way, you can show mercy and let him off, maybe in the future you'll have a loyal little brother."

  Bei Xiaoshuai was stunned for half a day and said: "I'll think about this carefully."