Scum attack is the real substitute

Chapter 18 Wen Shichuan.

On the tenth day of every month, Nan Youxing would go out on an electric scooter unshakably, to send money to Wen's mother and daughter.

After Wen Shichuan's accident, Nan Youxing replaced him and assumed his responsibility.

Wen Shichuan's father passed away when he was very young, leaving only his mother and younger sister in the family.

The mother and daughter of the Wen family had been refusing to accept money from Nan Youxing until he started trying to write novels.

After earning money, Nan Youxing showed them the balance in his card, and they reluctantly agreed to accept Nan Youxing's money.

Every time, he also asked him not to send too much money, since they are orphans and widows, they really don't need so much.The extra money Nan Youxing transfers each month will also be saved by them, secretly saved and transferred back to his card.

Even, when Nan Youxing went to Wen's house for the New Year two years ago, he saw the ledger they used to record how much they owed him.

The mother and daughter of the Wen family have strong personalities, and they don't want to accept help from others at all.The reason why they were still willing to accept Nan Youxing's money was just to make him feel better.

After all, it was him who took Wen Shichuan's life.

Nan Youxing sat quietly in the Four Seasons Ruchun milk tea shop.

The Four Seasons Spring Tea on the table was getting cold, but he didn't intend to drink it, he just stared out the window in a daze.

It wasn't until the clerk came over and whispered that they were about to close that Nan Youxing woke up like a dream, apologized hastily, got up and left.

Nan Youxing walked around to the milk tea shop to get his electric car.As soon as he took out the key from his pocket, Nan Youxing sensed something was wrong.He tilted his head slightly, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the black shadow on the wall, shaking faintly, with a sense of gloom.

This area is relatively close to Pei Shixiao's villa, which belongs to the eastern suburbs. Not far away is a shanty town that is still under renovation, which is very remote.

The street lights were dim, and the shadow on the wall swayed slightly, approaching him.

There were few people in this neighborhood, and it was getting late at this time, so the only car parked around here was Nan Youxing's electric car.

Suddenly, the black shadow rushed towards him quickly.

Fortunately, Nan Youxing was already vigilant and had been on guard against him for a long time.

At the moment when the black shadow rushed forward, Nan Youxing seemed to have eyes on his back, slightly turned his shoulders back, turned to the left side, and saw a brick just staggered He slammed down the door.

Full of strength, it seems that there is no strength at all.

Nan Youxing's forehead hair was blown away by the wind when the brick fell, and he couldn't help but look terrified.

Being hit by this brick, I am afraid that the blood will be light.In serious cases, he might die on the spot.

The visitor is not good.

Could it be that some desperadoes did not succeed.

After all, this place is full of fish and dragons, and there are everyone.

It is not impossible to seek wealth and kill one's life.

The nearby street lights were very dim, and the light bulbs flickered from time to time. The person in front of him was wearing a black smock, which covered him from head to toe, making it impossible to see his face clearly.

Nan Youxing narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although there was no basis, Nan Youxing had an inexplicable intuition that this person should know him.

Maybe it's the same person who secretly photographed him and gave the photo to Pei Shixiao.

Seeing that a brick missed the hit, the man came towards him again aggressively carrying the brick.

Maybe it was because Nan Youxing was born weak, and he had bricks in his hand, but Nan Youxing didn't have a weapon in his hand, so the visitor didn't have the slightest fear.

Maybe this person just wanted to knock him unconscious just now, but now he seems to see that his plot has been revealed, and now he wants to kill people to wipe out his tracks.

After all, there is no monitoring equipment nearby, I'm afraid this person wants to kill him on the spur of the moment!

In the blink of an eye, Nan Youxing calmly judged the situation in front of him.

Seeing the other party rushing towards him carrying a brick, Nan Youxing didn't intend to hide at all, but instead stood there with a relaxed expression, waiting for him to come.

When the man was so close that he was only a few feet away, at the very moment, Nan Youxing shifted his body, avoided the brick that was thrown at him, and pinched the opponent's wrist holding the brick with a wrong hand .

"The difference between practiced and unpracticed is very big."

Nan Youxing stared at him coldly, a cold light as thin as a blade flashed across his eyes.

He strangled the opponent's wrist expressionlessly until the opponent was so painful that he had to let go of the brick in his hand.

Seeing that he couldn't beat Nan Youxing, that man wanted to run, but Nan Youxing held his wrist tightly, holding him so tightly that he couldn't break free.

Nan Youxing just grabbed his wrist with one hand and pressed it down. The man couldn't move Nan Youxing's fingers with both hands. He was crushed by Nan Youxing's strength so that he couldn't help falling to the ground.

"Who are you."

Nan Youxing lifted the man's hood, barely recognized the man's face through the blurry streetlights, and finally confirmed that it was someone he didn't know.

The other party didn't answer anything.

Just by looking at his face, he was very ordinary, the kind that would not attract attention while walking on the street.

His hair was too long to cover his eyes, his skin was sickly pale, and he looked gloomy.

Seeing that he still wanted to struggle, Nan Youxing didn't bother to talk to him any more, so he found the position of the back of his neck, and knocked him unconscious with a knife.

With Nan Youxing's physique, few people could tell that he had practiced fighting.

After his mother went in in junior high school, there were a lot of rumors in Nan Youxing's school. Nan Youxing, who had been talked about because of his father's domestic violence, was bullied on campus.

There were quite a few boys who couldn't understand Nan Youxing's little boy, and they were so attracted to him that he was so popular with girls.After this happened, this group of people bullied Nan Youxing at every turn, calling him the son of a murderer.

At that time, Nan Youxing only had the word ruthless. He didn't have much fighting skills, and he purely relied on the experience accumulated from the number of fights.

From being beaten to the ground by several people at the beginning, he beat a group of people to the ground by himself.

In the process, Nan Youxing suffered countless wounds.His skin is tender, and it is always easy to get marks. At that time, there was almost no good patch on his body, and it was always bruised and purple.

Because of his always bruised face and daunting family background, even the teachers didn't like him when he was in junior high school.

Nan Youxing's entire junior high school days were full of blood and violence, and he fought with people almost every day.

It's either beating or being beaten, and there is almost no time to calm down.

At that time, Nan Youxing's youth was full of malice, he was always alone, no one could stay by his side.

No one cared about him, and no one taught him. He didn't know the so-called peaceful and appropriate way to deal with it. He could only use violence to counter violence.

If others bully him, he will pay back thousands of times until he stands at the top of the food chain.

In the third year of junior high school, a transfer student came to their class.

The transfer student's grades were very good. When he entered the classroom, even the head teacher's coffin face was about to burst into laughter, and his tone of voice was several times more pleasant than usual.

It's only a junior high school, and the transfer student has already pulled out. Compared with his peers, his figure is as tall and straight as a poplar tree, with a handsome and gentle face.

When introducing himself, he wrote his name on the blackboard without haste——

Wen Shichuan.

The three characters are written in a very correct stroke, with a beautiful structure and a strong character.

A person like Wen Shichuan is like a natural center. As soon as he entered the class, he attracted the attention of a lot of people.

The crowd gathered around him to ask questions, and he was not impatient, pointing out in a gentle voice, and always showing a good temper to everyone.

Wen Shichuan was like a light source, the whole class was approaching him, except Nan Youxing.

This type of good student was something Nan Youxing would never come into contact with.

Seeing Wen Shichuan smiling and burying his head in sorting out the formulas for others, Nan Youxing curled his lips in disdain.

hypocritically.

His most hated type.

When Nan Youxing was very young, his father also had such a gentle look, always smiling gently, talking about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, as if there were only those noble and elegant things in life.

Until their family started to run down and became poorer and poorer, his father started drinking and domestic violence, beating and scolding him and his mother frequently.

After knowing that his mother accidentally killed his father, the reason why Nan Youxing was willing to take the blame for his mother.Because he more or less felt that if his mother didn't do it, he couldn't help but do it too.

At that time, Nan Youxing never imagined that a rat in the gutter like him and a sunny person like Wen Shichuan would meet one day.

The transfer student didn't have any impact on Nan Youxing's life, he was still fighting every day.

It's just that even if he becomes stronger and stronger, he will be alone in the end.Nan Youxing won today, and those who were beaten the next day gathered more people to surround him.

But Nan Youxing didn't care.

No matter how many people came, for Nan Youxing, it was just a beating.It's no big deal if there are too many people, at best it's just a little more painful than usual.In the future, as long as there is a chance, he will definitely return it a thousand times and a hundred times.

While being indifferent to others, he is also indifferent to himself.

But Nan Youxing didn't expect that when a group of people surrounded him, Wen Shichuan, whom he had always looked down upon and felt hypocritical, suddenly rushed in from the periphery of the crowd.

"Wait...wait!" Seeing Wen Shichuan rushed into the crowd unexpectedly and stretched out his arms to block himself, Nan Youxing didn't think how Gao Weizheng he was, only thought he was stupid.

But this idiot stood in front of him so abruptly, his legs were shaking unbearably, but he used his body to block him tightly.

"You...you don't come here, I, I have already called 110 to call the police!" The idiot pointed his phone at them.

Seeing this group of people scattered like birds and beasts, Nan Youxing crossed his arms and looked coldly at the idiot panting on his knees, as if he hadn't breathed evenly because he ran over in a hurry.

Seeing that he had finally recovered his breath, Nan Youxing said calmly.

"Do you know who they are?"

"Huh? I... I don't know."

Wen Shichuan raised his head blankly, saw Nan Youxing's eyes, as if he didn't dare to meet his gaze, and subconsciously looked away.

"The technical school next door." Nan Youxing took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket and put it on, with an indifferent expression.

"Because of your stupid behavior just now, they should remember you. When you are on the order, you will have to be beaten."

Wen Shichuan just stared at him blankly, blinked, scratched the back of his head shyly, and smiled shyly.

"No...it's okay. At least today, I saved you."

After finishing speaking, he grinned his lips and showed a big smile at Nan Youxing.

Nan Youxing: ... You seem to have that serious illness.

"Why, what do you want to do? Is there any benefit in saving me?" The smoke billowed up, enveloping Nan Youxing's cold and dark eyes.

He lowered his eyes, and the mole fell on his cheek like a tear, which was particularly eye-catching.

Wen Shichuan couldn't help but stared dumbfounded, and with a "boom", his face turned red.

"No... why don't you think about it, I... I just want to be friends with you." Wen Shichuan didn't dare to look any more, and hurriedly lowered his head, his expression obviously becoming cramped.

Nan Youxing paused: "...Are you afraid of being beaten?"

Wen Shichuan blinked suspiciously: "Huh?"

Unexpectedly, they really became friends later, and they not only became friends.

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Pale Faces of White Moonlight

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