The boy closest to him was stunned when he heard this, then he felt as if he had heard the funny jokes of the year, and burst into laughter.

The boys behind him also laughed wildly.

Yan Hang didn't mind, he was already quite funny.

But his main purpose was not to make fun of him.

He raised his hand and slashed the boy in the face.

No warm-up or hesitation.

"Baby, don't give the other party a chance when you want to do it, otherwise you will be at a disadvantage." The emperor's father said.

So when the boy was struck at his feet, the smile on his face was still blooming.

Everyone was young and young. Although one person fell to the ground with a smile, he was stunned by the crowd, but he still quickly realized.

Yan Hang grabbed the wrist that swung half of the bottle at him.

Grab, press the joints, and twist.

When my father taught him these moves, he was short of money and didn't have a mold. He taught them directly. His hand was twisted behind him and then pushed him. The pain when his arm was twisted and pulled away from his body made him look like a kung fu prodigy, and he quickly mastered the key points.

When he twisted Xiao Zasai No. 2's arm behind him and pushed Xiao Zasai No. 3, Xiao Zasai No. 2 howled at No. 3.

The scream was very sad, and the third one made his eyes round.

Yan Hang let go and kicked No. 2's back, and No. 2 hugged No. 3 and fell to the ground.

The remaining two rushed up together. According to my dad, if you open your arms and want to hug, don't refuse.

So Yan Hang did not refuse, and punched the man on the right first, then blocked the man on the left, and hit his left shoulder, and the two of them retreated.

To be honest, every time he tells this kind of person who has zero combat power, he has to save face. Yan Hang feels like a martial arts master.

It took only three minutes to deal with this piece of waste. If it weren't for the fact that a few boys had been kicking the protagonist with their feet before, he wouldn't even want to lift his legs.

It was almost the same with two palms and two punches. He even used his legs now. After several boys got up from the ground, they all stood there, hoping that someone would pounce on him first, but unfortunately everyone thought so.

The scene was like a cocktail party, and strangers looked at each other in embarrassment.

"Forget it," someone finally said the first sentence, "Let's go."

Originally, they were relying on the protagonist not to resist, and they beat people like playing. Now that they have an opponent, several people are immediately unwilling to fight.

But when he left, the one who took the lead still couldn't stand it and said, "I'm going to wait, I'll look for you."

"Where are you planning to find it?" Yan Hang smiled.

The man stared at him a little embarrassedly.

"How about I leave you an address," Yan Hang said while searching in his pocket, "Do you have paper and pen?"

This provocation caused several boys who had already wanted to retreat to rekindle their fighting spirit and would rush over again as soon as they rolled their sleeves.

"What are you doing! What are you doing!" A loud female voice came from beside her, "A bunch of dogs that don't learn well! If you come out of your mother's pussy, it's a free-range one..."

Several boys stopped, and the expressions on their faces quickly changed from anger to contempt and disgust. The content behind them shocked Yan Hang, who grew up in the pile of shrews at the bottom, was so shocked that he could not listen.

When he turned his head, he saw an old lady with a small curly curly face.

It should have been a thick coat and a eyebrows. Compared to her swearing, this makeup made Yan Hang more urge to turn his head and escape.

The old lady's makeup was probably blindly painted. Her left eyebrow started from the right eyebrow and crossed the Yintang. A shaking black line was pulled to the end of the eyebrow. Because the right eyebrow had occupied the territory by the left eyebrow, she had to start from the right eyebrow peak, and then it ended after trembling briefly.

This weird surreal makeup made Yan Hang unable to recover for a long time, and he could not move his eyebrows staring at her.

"What are you looking at? You have two holes in your eyes, right?" The old lady raised two eyebrows of different lengths and yelled at him.

Only then did Yan Hang notice that the few little miscellaneous people had run away, and only he and the protagonist were left on the scene.

Before he could come back from his shock, thinking about whether to walk away or continue to stand here, the old lady's goal shifted again.

She pointed to the protagonist Jun who was standing aside: "Look at your promising prospect!"

The protagonist didn't say anything without looking at her, threw her schoolbag on her back, turned around and left.

"Where are you going?" the old lady roared and went over and grabbed his arm, "You didn't hear me talking to you!"

The protagonist still didn't say anything, just stepped back and tried to break away from her hand.

"Are you being troubled again?" The old lady's voice has always been very loud. There are a lot of people coming and going at this time, and the people around her are all excited to watch the excitement. However, compared to before, the old lady is completely unsatisfied with so many people's onlookers.

Yan Hang wanted to walk away, but when he thought that he had just claimed that he had covered this person, he ran away when an old lady came out, and it seemed a bit unreasonable.

Hesitated and could only continue standing.

"Bad! I'll go find your teacher in the afternoon! I'll look for your principal! What do you think!" The old lady continued to shout in a loud voice, "Look at me, they won't scold me and kneel down!"

Yan Hang changed his mind and decided to walk away and cover it tomorrow. It was so painful to hold it here. He turned around and took his phone, and saw several rows of ellipsis on the screen.

He quit the live broadcast and stuffed his phone back into his pocket.

When he was about to cross the street and go home, he glanced at the protagonist and suddenly found that the calm expression on the child's face that had never changed had disappeared, and his brows frowned.

Yan Hang quickly crossed the street and returned home.

But after entering the house, he still stood at the window again and looked at the opposite side.

The old lady should be the grandmother or grandma of the protagonist Jun, but the expression that the protagonist Jun can maintain when he was bullied was eventually broken by the old lady. This old lady with long and short earthworm eyebrows should not be comparable to that of ordinary people.

Five minutes later, the sound of the old lady being able to pass through the street and reaching the house finally disappeared.

The protagonist was still standing there, looking a little discouraged, but he kept facing this side and stared silently.

Yan Hang stepped over the windowsill and jumped out for the second time.

Only after landing, I remembered that I could walk through the door.

I was shocked by the old lady.

Yan Hang slowly crossed the street, walked to the protagonist and stopped, taking off his mask.

It wasn't until now that he had the chance to take a closer look at the child.

Not tall is definitely one of the reasons why he was bullied, but he looks quite well-behaved, especially compared with the old lady just now.

"Look for me?" Yan Hang asked.

The protagonist glanced at him without saying a word.

"What I just said is the basis," Yan Hang turned his finger and pointed to the building behind him. "I live on the first floor over there. If you have any questions, you can find me."

The protagonist glanced at him again, and smiled but still didn't say anything.

This smile made Yan Hang a little confused, and there was a smile in his dark eyes, just as nothing had happened before, or nothing seemed to affect him.

It's like his life is like this.

"What's your name?" Yan Hang asked.

The protagonist Jun still looked at him silent, as if he had lost his memory. When he was thinking, "Go to yours, just be fooled" and was about to turn around and leave, he spoke with difficulty: "Chu, Chu... Chuyi."

"What?" Yan Hang was stunned. The stuttering was probably the second reason for being bullied. Maybe he had to add a mental retardation, "I'll ask what your name is, who asked you what grade you are in."

"First, second grade." said the protagonist.

Yan Hang looked at him.

He also looked at Yan Hang.

After a long look at each other, Yan Hang finally found his channel and sighed: "I understand, your name is first and second grade, right?"

"Yes." The protagonist nodded, as if he was relieved.

"Are those idiots just now your classmates?" Yan Hang asked.

"Yeah." Chu Yi continued to nod.

"Where is that old lady?" Yan Hang asked again, without asking why he was bullied. He felt that he could almost tell, and sometimes he didn't need any reason.

"I..." Chu Yi's eyes darkened, and after a while, he said softly, "Grandma."

"Oh," Yan Hang responded. After answering, he felt that there was nothing to say, so he waved his hand, "Okay, go home, I'll go eat."

"You yell... yell," I could have been ten meters away when I walked out. Chu Yi was still behind him and said slowly, "yell, yell, yell..."

"Yan Hang." Yan Hang turned around and interrupted him.

"Yan, Yan..." Chu nodded.

"Hang, Yan Hang." Yan Hang said.

Chu 1 smiled.

"Let's go." Yan Hang turned around and walked along the road.

When I arrived home on the first day of the New Year, my grandma had already returned and sat on the sofa watching TV with her sixteen-year-old dog at home.

My mother is back, and is cooking in the kitchen with a gloomy face.

"Go and wash the vegetables." When my mother heard the sound of him entering the door, she said without raising her head.

"Yes." Chu Yi put down his schoolbag.
To be continued...