The sky was gloomy, and the low dark clouds were rolling and rolling under the blowing of the cold wind. There was a faint flash of lightning between the thick clouds, and the patter of raindrops fell, spreading dark water stains on the white ground.
Perhaps because of the weather, the playground was empty, with only a few students still hanging around in the teaching building.
The wind with a damp smell swept across the ground violently, coming from the gaps between the buildings, blowing the sunken school uniforms like a big blue-white bird with open wings.
Shen Kong opened the umbrella that the original owner had put in his schoolbag and stepped into the increasingly dense rain.
This school should be built in an old urban area. The narrow roads are connected to many alleys as dense as spider webs, extending in all directions into the distance. The shops outside the school look a little deserted because of the rain, and there are pits with poor drainage. Not long after, small puddles had accumulated on the puddled road, and huge raindrops rushed to fall, smashing the light and shadow reflected in the puddles.
Following the guidance, Shen Kong walked around the winding alleys and walked forward slowly along the twists and turns.
However, just as he turned the corner of the low alley in front of him, through the rain curtain, his ears suddenly keenly picked up the strange noise coming from not far away.
Shen Kong looked in the direction from which the sound came, and saw several figures standing in the shadow of the dim sky, surrounding a young man in the narrow alley that was as winding as a sheep's intestines.
The rain is getting heavier.
The raindrops hit the umbrella surface heavily, and followed the movement of the umbrella ribs and gathered into several thin streams of water, falling along the edge of the black umbrella. The strong wind carried the raindrops and hit them from all directions, even though the sky was holding them. The umbrella was already wet, not to mention those few people.
A strange and solemn atmosphere spread deep in the alley. Through the dim light, Shen Kong recognized with sharp eyes that the young man surrounded in the center was wearing the same school uniform as himself. He was about to leave, but he couldn't help but pause slightly.
The moment he paused, the boy in school uniform seemed to feel his gaze and looked in the direction of Shen Kong.
The heavy layer of rain blurred his face, but those dark eyes penetrated the hazy mist and rain, with a sharp and cold texture, and struck directly into Shen Kong's line of sight.
Shen Kong was startled, and at this moment, a cold mechanical voice came to his ears: "Hey, the target person has been successfully detected: Han Li, the world trajectory is being transmitted--"
The familiar pain exploded violently and suddenly in his mind. Unprepared, Shen Kong couldn't help but swayed and reached out to hold on to the wall to keep from falling.
Perhaps because the plot this time is more detailed, the pain during transmission is also doubled.
He tensed his jaw slightly, accepting the impact of the huge and detailed data. The compressed information flow flashed in front of his eyes like a rapidly passing picture——
In the original plot, due to the collapse of the relying family and physical disability, Han Li lost his identity as the heir of the Han family. With the tacit consent of the head of the Han family, he was sent to be raised by the current mistress in a branch of the Han family in a small city. The sudden change of identity and physical disability made Han Li become silent and introverted, and his whole person was closed off. However, because he was known as a distant brother of the Han family, although he was inadvertently kept away from the students, he was It's quite peaceful.
However, all this changed when Han Li was in his second year of high school.
The protagonist of this book, Ye Jinghuan, transferred to Han Li's class. He had a delicate face and a soft and cheerful personality. He quickly gained the love of his teachers and classmates. However, with his overflowing love, he took special care of Han Li, who was taciturn and had a broken leg. It aroused the dissatisfaction of many admirers. One of the suitors had some connections in the capital, and thus knew some secrets of the Han family. It turned out that Han Li was not a distant nephew of the Han family in the capital, but was driven out due to disability and loss of power. The former eldest son of the Han family who came to a small place was an abandoned child who was helpless and no one cared about him.
The hostility that had accumulated previously erupted, and Han Li soon became the target of bullying and exclusion from the class.
And at this juncture, the old housekeeper who had been with Han Li since he left the Han family died accidentally in a car accident while trying to protect Han Li. This incident had a great impact on his character. Han Li He became violent, vicious, and extreme. During another routine bullying, he bit off one of the fingers and gouged out the leader's eyes.
In order to avoid the scandal, the Han family spent a lot of money to suppress the matter, and then sent Han Li abroad.
After accepting the plot, the system's mechanical voice sounded again: "You have been delivered to Han Li's second turning point in life. Your temporary identity this time is: Classmate C"
Shen Kong couldn't help but feel a little dazed——
Why is my temporary status even less important
He calmed down his mind and raised his eyes to look in the direction of Han Li. The other person had already looked away at this moment and seemed to have no hope for his appearance. The heavy rain came down, completely covering up the voices of those people. Their figures were blurred under the rain, like silhouettes imprinted on a lake in a heavy rainstorm.
Before Shen Kong could think of what to do next, the leader suddenly moved.
Without any warning, he raised his foot and kicked Han Li's injured knee - as if he was experiencing tremendous pain, Han Li staggered and fell into the puddle, looking miserable. , but remained silent from beginning to end.
Shen Kong felt instantly angry.
On that day, the kid's leg that he had worked so hard to save for 38 hours was actually kicked and beaten like this by this little brat? ?
He licked his canine teeth, a ferocious and cold light flashing in his eyes.
With a malicious and provocative expression, Zhang Meng lowered his head and stared at Han Li, who was trembling and curled up at his feet. He laughed arrogantly and mockingly. Several other people around him also laughed in agreement, with a cold and cold look in his eyes. The cowering lights attacked each other with rude curses:
"...You're still pretty damn tender, you damn lame--"
Before he even finished the last word, he felt something heavy whizzing from behind, hitting his back with a huge force. The severe pain caused him to fall down along with the force, and his whole body was shaken. He fell awkwardly into the mud.
Several other people around stared dumbfounded at the sudden change in the situation before them, and it took them a long time to recognize the object that was thrown at them...
It's actually a schoolbag
Zhang Meng jumped up in anger, raised his hand to wipe the mud from his face, and looked in the direction where the thing was thrown:
"Fuck! Who the hell is so bold and dares to hit me?!"
Through the falling raindrops and the gloomy sky, a thin and tall figure slowly approached, holding the dark umbrella handle with his pale fingers. The eyes under the umbrella were three points colder than the raindrops.
Shen Kong smiled, his voice lazy and unfocused: "Your grandpa."
Infuriated by the provocation in his voice, Zhang Meng's eyes turned red with anger. He raised his chin at the boys around him. Those people rushed forward with steel pipes and wooden sticks in their hands, and the dirty rainwater underground The original color could no longer be seen clearly, dark splashes were created by heavy footsteps, and the monotonous sound of rain in the ears was covered up by shouts and curses.
Shen Kong seemed to have several pairs of eyes behind him. Every time, he could duck sideways to avoid the attacks coming from all around, and then double-double the attacks at a tricky angle.
His tactics are really vicious. The force was ferocious and clever, and almost every move was aimed at the most painful part of the body. But in an instant, the few boys who rushed up whining and wailing fell into the dirty water.
Seeing that something was not going well, Zhang Meng turned around and ran away.
But before he could run a few steps, a folded umbrella flew from mid-air, and its hard handle hit him right where he was hit.
Zhang Meng screamed, stumbled forward, and fell into the muddy beach again.
Shen Kong raised his hand and pushed back his rain-wet forehead, revealing his smooth forehead and deep facial features. Pure aggression flashed in his dark brown eyes, and his originally gentle and delicate face took on a hint of aura. An evil spirit that is hard to look at.
He walked towards Zhang Meng leisurely and leisurely, as if strolling in a courtyard.
Zhang Meng covered his chest and struggled to move in the opposite direction in a panic. There was no trace of arrogance or arrogance on his face.
Shen Kong bent down and grabbed his collar, and gently lifted him up. Zhang Meng's face was gray and his lips were trembling and speechless.
The sky is getting darker and darker, and the rolling dark clouds have covered the entire sky with no light. The street lights at the alley are on, and the orange lights are dim in the dense rain layer, divided and diffused on countless flashing water surfaces. The entire alley is like an isolated, independent space, isolated in a corner of the world.
Shen Kong turned to look at Han Li beside him.
Compared with the last time they met, Han Li's facial features have grown longer. Although he is still young, he can already see the cold and sharp facial contours of the future, his pale and blood-stained lips pursed into cold lines, and a pair of dark eyes. His eyes were fixedly staring at Shen Kong, his eyes were quiet and gloomy, as if he was deep in thought about something.
Shen Kong asked: "Can you still stand up?"
Han Li paused and nodded slowly.
Shen Kong curled his lips indifferently and raised his chin at the wooden stick that fell into the water: "Pick it up."
Han Li took a deep look at him, pursed his lips in silence, then stood up with difficulty holding on to the wall, and picked up the wooden stick according to Shen Kong's instructions.
"Come."
Shen Kong used his palms to force Zhang Meng to stand up straighter, revealing a gentle and kind smile, but in Zhang Meng's eyes it looked like a devilish smile:
"-A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye."