Lin Yifei's body reacted faster than his head, he picked up an iron pipe from the ground, rushed straight to the hotel door, and hit one of the men on the back.
The man turned his head ferociously, "FUCK!"
Lin Yifei took a step back, and before the opponent could twist his arm, he stabbed straight at the opponent's shoulder, forcing the opponent to take a step back.
Chris, who was pinched by another man, showed a look of surprise, as if he didn't expect Lin Yifei to appear.
"Hey Jack! Give this little Asian bastard some color!"
The guy named Jack moved his wrist, as if he was really ready to fix Lin Yifei, "Boy, do you think you are Bruce Lee with the iron pipe?"
Lin Yifei waved the weapon in his hand beautifully, the sweltering air froze instantly, all expressions on the boy's face disappeared, and then he raised his hand to point at him with a chilling aura.
Jack was stunned for a moment, then he became interested and rushed forward as if trying to snatch the iron pipe from Lin Yifei's hand, but the iron pipe bypassed Lin Yifei's wrist and stabbed him on the shoulder with a bang. Staggering back two steps, Jack's expression became more fierce.
"This is called pressing the sword to fight back." Lin Yifei spoke American English in a perfect accent, and he didn't know whether he was speaking for the opponent or Chris.
The guy holding Chris was still yelling, "You can't even handle a little one, can you?"
Jack rushed up again, and was about to dodge Lin Yifei's iron pipe and punched him in the face, but Lin Yifei dodged sideways, and even made a cross step and stabbed his lower abdomen with a sword. The opponent had no time to react, and the pain Clutching his stomach, although Lin Yifei's strength now is not as strong as that of an adult, but being poked by an iron pipe like this, if it doesn't hurt, it must be an iron wall.
"This is called diversion and counterattack." Lin Yifei bumped the iron pipe in his hand, walked forward, and suddenly slammed on Jack's shoulder. Jack really couldn't stand it anymore.
The guy who grabbed Chris couldn't see it, and rushed up, as if he had seen the right moment, Lin Yifei bent down and slid, almost stabbing the most important part of the man as a man, and the man backed back again and again in shock.
His fingertips were heating up, Lin Yifei lamented that although his brain was still as sharp as before, his body movements did not have the trained reaction ability, speed and strength, but it was still enough to deal with these two men who only knew brute force.
The moment Chris got his freedom, he kicked the man. Originally, Lin Yifei didn't want to make a big deal so he didn't stab the opponent's vitals, but after being kicked by Chris, he slammed into the iron pipe. Fortunately, Lin Yi flew fast, otherwise this man would be "scrapped" for the rest of his life.
Lin Yifei knew that Chris was a typical example of vengeance, so he threw the iron pipe in his hand and said coolly: "Don't kill anyone—"
Before Chris received formal fencing training, he completely followed the route of doing whatever he wanted. Of course, he didn't do much better after having a coach. He has no rules but is extremely fierce. Even at the age of twelve, Lin Yifei can see his achievements in this field ten years later.
When there were more and more people onlookers, Lin Yifei knew that the matter could not get worse, he didn't want his mother to go to the police station to take him back, if he was deported back to his country, he would really die miserably. He hurried over in two or three steps, pulled up the woman who was sitting on the ground blankly, "Are you Chris' mother?"
"yes… "
"Let's run!" After speaking, he dragged Chris' mother away, "Stop beating!"
Chris Ya threw the iron pipe fiercely, just hitting Jack who was chasing him, and the sound of a police car could be heard from a distance.
When the three of them ran to the subway station, Lin Yifei's hanging heart began to beat, "I...my mother...fortunately, I didn't get caught..."
Chris glanced at him, but said nothing. Instead, his mother spoke first, "Hi, I'm Chris's mother... Thank you so much just now..."
"It's all right, Mrs. Lynn." At that time, Chris still took his mother's last name.
"Why should we thank him? We didn't ask him for help."
At this time, a subway came, Chris dragged Mrs. Lynn into it, and Lin Yifei also got on the subway. There are sporadic people coming off work, and the car is not empty.
Mrs. Lynn still wanted to talk to Chris, but Chris grabbed her hand and seemed to keep her from talking.
In fact, Lin Yifei had already guessed what was going on. Mrs. Lynn was probably going to the hotel with those two men to make some money. Although Chris loved his mother very much, she hated her making money in this way, so she must have followed her to cause the commotion just now. But looking at those two men, it is not easy to save fuel. If Mrs. Lynn really goes in with them, she still doesn't know if she can come out alive.
"Mrs. Lynn, your fingers are so beautiful." Lin Yifei smiled sincerely.
"Ah, really?" Mrs. Lynn pursed her lips, looking at her fingers with a lonely expression. Lin Yifei heard from Chris that her mother had to drop out of school because she had no choice but to play the piano well, especially Schubert's pieces, which were Chris's love.
"Hmph, do you only say that other people's fingers are pretty?" Chris looked contemptuous, but Lin Yifei smiled. It turned out that this guy still remembered what he said to him on the school bus that day.
"Does Mrs. Lynn play any musical instrument? Like the violin or the piano?"
"Know a little piano." Mrs. Lin En smiled skillfully. No matter how Lin Yifei thought about it, he couldn't imagine such a woman being beaten by those two men just now...
"Ah, that's great!" Lin Yifei looked very happy, "There is also a Chinese couple living opposite our house. They always want their daughter to learn piano, but they don't have much money... I don't know Mrs. Lynn, you Would you like to teach, five dollars a night... Although the money is small, but their family is very nice... "
There was a gleam of light in Mrs. Lynn's eyes, and then she looked at Chris again. The other party didn't speak, but just looked out the window with her mouth pursed.
"Okay, I'm afraid they think I'm not professional enough." Mrs. Lynn seemed very happy. Lin Yifei knew that this woman gave up music for Chris, and now being able to do something related to music is her greatest hope in life.
"No, no, their daughter is only 5 years old, and she is just a beginner. That piano was found from a scrap yard. Inaccuracy is a problem." Lin Yifei said as if you don't worry.
Although $5 a night is pitifully low, Mrs. Lynn should be more happy to teach piano than to be seen by Chris for making money like tonight.
Lin Yifei got out of the car before Chris, of course he would not give up this good opportunity, "Tomorrow is the weekend, I will ask you to complete the task assigned by the teacher!"
After finishing speaking, he got off the train, and when the train drove away, Lin Yifei smiled badly and saw Chris raise his eyebrows.
The next day was the weekend, Lin Yifei found Chris's house.
When Chris opened the door, he showed a very unhappy look. Their family lived upstairs from a cafe, opposite the Chinese restaurant where her mother worked.
That room was very small, only eleven or two square meters, and Chris and Mrs. Lynn were squeezed in here. There was only one widened single bed, and a small desk with Chris's books neatly placed on it. Lin Yifei reached out and handed over the tea eggs boiled by his mother, and Chris took them without even looking at them. There is almost no place to sit inside, and the two of them can only sit on the bed. Mrs. Lynn had gone to work and there was no adult in the house.
"Have you thought about what to do?" Lin Yifei asked after a long time.
"No." The obvious answer.
"Then is there anything you can do?" Lin Yifei asked again.
"No." Don't think Chris answered in the same way.
"Then let's do something simple?" Lin Yifei rubbed his shoulder against Chris, and found that the other party didn't show any expression of disgust and wanted to avoid him, so he was really happy in his heart.
"casual."
"How about a small wooden house? Just buy some wooden boards and universal glue. The cost is more cost-effective."
"Yeah." Chris responded lightly, unable to hear the joy.
"Chris, do you like fencing?" Lin Yifei asked suddenly.
The other party was silent for a while, and then said quietly: "I like it."
In fact, based on Lin Yifei's observation of Chris, although this guy has both offensive and defensive abilities on the surface, he often breaks the opponent's defense with fierce attacks, and sometimes even hits the opponent even in unfavorable situations, especially It can be seen even more in the duel with Kevin Phil. Lin Yifei didn't understand why before, but now he understands. Chris has very little, so he wants to protect desperately, and his offensive awareness is his instinct.
"We can practice together in the future, because there is no opponent here." This elementary school does not have any special tennis lessons like other private elementary schools, not to mention the more detailed fencing required by the major.
Chris didn't speak for a long time. Lin Yifei was a little regretful, his suggestion originally intended to shorten the distance, but it might have had the opposite effect.
"Can you teach me? It feels like you have learned it orthodoxly." Chris finally spoke, without fluctuating tone, but it made Lin Yifei jump up in his heart.
"OK."
That afternoon, Lin Yifei took Chris to buy the materials, and then lay down on the ground of their house to draw the design of the small house. At first, Lin Yifei thought that this matter would turn into a fever for him, but when he saw Chris laying down on the paper and seriously tracing the line, he couldn't help laughing.