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Chapter 7 Chapter 7
Chapter VII
This melee in a black Internet cafe...No, it should be called a "unilateral massacre". It lasted only 20 minutes. The three little gangsters fell to the ground dying, with the sound of killing pigs Scream.
One was hugging his knees, another was holding his stomach, and the other was directly clamping his legs to hide the egg...Three people had bruised noses and swollen faces, their entire faces swollen into pig heads.
The good-natured novice village is small and transparent, so he has to get in front of the big boss. Isn't this Qing waiting to give away his head?
For a while, there was no sound except their wailing in the lobby of the Internet cafe, and dared not make any.
Huang Yelun brought the other little brothers to Li Cheng's side tremblingly. Some were in charge of handing tissues, while others were in charge of squeezing their shoulders, while Huang Yelun shook off his school uniform jacket and draped it over Li Cheng's shoulder like a windbreaker.
The cruel look in Li Cheng's eyes had not faded, he closed his eyes, and he scratched his hair casually, sweat dripping down the tips of his hair.
He tore off the little bunny hair rope above his head that was used to tie his hair. After the battle just now, a little blood was splashed on the little bunny hair rope.
He curled his lips in disgust: "It's dirty."
With that said, he wiped the bunny's face with the hem of his school uniform, and after cleaning it up, he put the hair rope back on his wrist.
After doing all this, Li Cheng glanced at the clock on the wall and cursed: "Damn, the guild war time has passed!"
Today, there is a magic weapon to be refreshed in the game. The announcement was made a week in advance in the game system, and only guild team battles are eligible to get it. Li Cheng had calculated the time to come to the Internet cafe to play a copy, but he didn't expect to encounter such a mess, and it would be impossible to play a good game.
He looked down at the little bastards who were tumbling on the ground, and thinking of the missing artifact, he was so angry that another person made up for it.
The three little gangsters pressed the shoe prints on their foreheads, their eyes were red, and they grinned and asked, "Do you know who we are?! If you have the courage to hit us, aren't you afraid that our elder brother will find you?!"
With this kind of pediatric provocation, Li Cheng didn't bother to talk to each other, so naturally his little brother would help out to scold him.
"Want to take revenge? Have something to come!" Huang Yelun jumped out and pointed to the school badge on his school uniform. "You can see clearly, Hua, Cheng, Yi, Zhong, Hwaseong No. 1 Middle School, know Don’t know? Who will not come and who is the dog!"
The little bastard is still yelling: "If you have the courage, you put your name down!"
Huang Yelun was about to announce his name, and Li Cheng suddenly reached out to stop him.
"Want to know my name? All right." Li Cheng said in a playful tone, his eyes flashed narrowly, "I can't change my name or my surname, Hwaseong No. 1 Middle School Senior Three (1) Class Xiao Yiheng."
Li Cheng thought to himself, Xiao Yiheng intentionally left him with the smell of pheromone, which caused him such a big trouble. Then he would always pay an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, and find something for Xiao Yiheng to do.
But hearing this in the ears of the little brother behind him, they were confused.
Huang Yelun: ...what's the matter, did he miss any key plot? If he hadn't known that Li Cheng and Xiao Yiheng had never met, he would have thought that their eldest brother was the crown husband's surname!
...
The endgame of the melee in the Internet cafe is left to the kids to clean up. As for the damaged tables and chairs, those who lose will be responsible for compensation.
Li Cheng lost interest in playing games and turned around and left the Internet cafe.
At the beginning of Hua Deng, the night market is the busiest time. Office workers who have been tired for a day, student parties with a lot of pocket money in their pockets, and young men and women who simply don't bother to cook will stop here.
At a glance, grilled cold noodles, fried jelly, mixed cold skin, spiked potatoes, stinky tofu, hand cakes, fried noodles fried rice, spicy tang... all kinds of food stalls crowded together, selling mobile phone cases and diy earrings The tricycle greeted the passing guests enthusiastically.
Li Cheng came out to play games after a self-study class, and had no time to eat dinner. He exercises a lot and eats a lot. He opened his stomach and ate from the snack street to the other. He went to the milk tea shop and bought a lot of taro mash, oats, and red beans.
Li Cheng hung up and leaned against the cashier, staring at the little girl beta who was making milk tea, and said with a hippie smile: "Put more ingredients and more sugar, don't be so stingy!"
The little girl clerk rolled her eyes, "You are a boy, and you still drink such sweet milk tea?"
Li Cheng arrogantly akimbo his hips: "I have an omega, of course I want to drink sweet milk tea!"
Little girl clerk: "..."
The clerk's younger sister duangduangduang filled him with three spoons of ingredients and finally made a cup of hot taro mashed oatmeal red bean porridge.
The beautiful takeaway bag tied a bow on the milk tea cup, and Li Cheng hooked it with her little finger and wandered away.
...
Li Cheng carried the cup of milk tea and turned into a residential area.
In the ever-changing Hwaseong City, this old family home that has not yet been demolished seems to have stayed in the last century. Several six-story tubular buildings are close to each other, and behind the rusty anti-theft nets are lit windows.
The creeper planted in the corner climbed up along the brick-red wall; a family living on the fifth floor planted some vine roses on the balcony, the branches fell down, and the pink buds spread out a flower wall, and the creeper "connected with each other." We must compete.
The old residential buildings hardly have any floor noise reduction treatment. On which floor the young couple quarreled, which floor was watching TV, which floor was teaching children to do homework... Those voices gathered together to form a lively little home.
Li Cheng was standing downstairs, looking up at the lit lamp.
He pinched his right thumb and index finger into a circle, put it in his mouth and blew, a sharp whistle echoed in the open space in front of the residential building.
After blowing the whistle, he waited patiently for a few more minutes.
Before long, a window on the second floor opened, and a small figure appeared there.
"brother!"
It was a little girl with croissant braids, a big slap face, and a pair of smiling eyes. She looks less than ten years old, with a red scarf around her neck. She knelt on the windowsill, opened the window, and looked at the sudden appearance of Li Cheng with surprise.
Seeing her appear, Li Cheng raised the milk tea in his hand and said triumphantly: "Look at what good food brother brought you?"
The girl's eyes lit up and she was very happy: "Is it milk tea?"
But in a blink of an eye, her expression dimmed again, and she whispered: "Auntie...I mean, Mom, she won't let me drink."
Li Cheng cut and said, "Youyou, don't let her know? You just hide it in the cupboard and drink secretly. Tomorrow you go to school and put the cup in your schoolbag and throw it out. How would she know?"
"but……"
Seeing that his sister was still hesitating, Li Cheng looked at the heavy cup of milk tea and said in a distressed tone: "Forget it, my sister is older, so I don't listen to my brother. I go to see you gothically from the east of the city. If you don’t drink this cup of milk tea, don’t drink it. I don’t like to drink such sweet things. I will find a trash can later, and I will..."
"I drink! I drink!" When Youyou heard that your brother was about to throw the milk tea, you were so anxious, "Don't throw it!"
She hurriedly threw down a long skipping rope. Li Cheng tied the plastic bag to a section of the skipping rope. Youyou pulled the skipping rope and lifted the milk tea up.
The little girl couldn't wait to poke the straw into the cup, took a big sip, and was so happy that little bubbles of happiness popped up all over her body.
A girl her age cannot resist the sweetness of milk tea.
Standing downstairs, Li Cheng looked up at his sister's little figure, feeling at ease and happy.
Li Cheng and Youyou are a pair of siblings who are eight years old. Because their parents died young and there are no close relatives around, they were sent to the welfare home.
When you first arrived at the orphanage, Youyou was just over two years old, with developmental delays, and slow to speak and walk. Such children are destined to be bullied in the orphanage.
But fortunately, she has Li Cheng and she has a brother.
In a welfare institution that can be called a small society, Li Cheng must have sharp teeth and hard fists so that he will not be wronged; even if he is beaten together by older children, he must stand up straight and not fall.
The children in the orphanage are mixed. Until differentiation, the distinction between the first and second gender will be made.
Since the age of twelve, Li Cheng prayed that he would split into alpha every night.
He stubbornly believes that as long as he splits into alpha, he can achieve good results on the field, make money, move out of the orphanage, and have a home of their own with his sister.
He just waited for many years, and then...youyou waited for an adopter, and Li Cheng split into omega.
In the impression of many people, omega is inherently weak and cannot be carried on the shoulders. Li Cheng was too late to admit his fate. He vowed to do more than everyone else, more brutal, and strive to stand on top of the pyramid.
Fortunately, he... succeeded.
In the arena, everyone is afraid of him. Outside the arena, everyone is still afraid of him.
But that's okay.
There is only one person in this world who is not afraid of him.
Youyou lay on the railing, holding a cup of milk tea in his hand, and dangling the straw in his small mouth, sucking the cup of milk tea which is similar to porridge.
She shook her legs and asked curiously: "Brother, why did you write a word ‘fat’ on your T-shirt?"
Li Cheng: "..."
Li Cheng said, "How did you listen in class? The word is pronounced ‘I’."
Youyou pouted and stroked two words in midair with his fingers, and found that he had indeed admitted wrong.
"'I' and'Fat' are about the same. Both are one month on the left, two dots on the right, two horizontal..."
"It's a lot worse!!"
Is the academic scum also inherited? Li Cheng had a headache.
Youyou asked again: "Brother, why has your hair turned golden?"
Li Cheng slapped his head and flaunted: "Dye, does it look good?"
Youyou smash it, tell the truth: "It's not good-looking, it's too golden, like Elizabeth."
Li Cheng: "Queen nei?"
Youyou: "No, nei melon."
"..." Li Cheng jumped, "You are only ten years old, what kind of aesthetic do you know?" He raised his right hand and showed her the bunny hair rope on his wrist. "And this thing, you must let me wear it, let me Where do I put the face of Brother Li?"
Youyou took out her shiny pink jewelry box, carefully selected it, and asked: "If you don't want a bunny, I still have a puppy, a little star, and a little peach heart, which one do you want?"
Li Cheng's eyelids lifted, and he said with disgust: "I don't want any of them." 7·8·中·文ω·ω·ω. 柒捌zω.còм
Youyou have one ear out, one ear in, and a small mouth: "Ah, I still have an orange one. Look how realistic this one is, just this one."
Li Cheng: "..."
Li Cheng was going to be annoyed by her. He looked up at the little figure on the window sill, waved his hand, and said, "Go back, don't be found by your adoptive mother."
Youyou's adoptive parents are the most honest ordinary people. They want to adopt a cute little daughter, but they don't want the little daughter to interact with her gangster brother.
As if echoing his words, Youyou's room door was knocked, and Youyou's foster mother asked her if she would drink milk.
Youyou didn't have time to say goodbye to your brother, and hurriedly closed the window and sat upright at the desk.
Looking at the curtains that were suddenly drawn, Li Cheng smiled and turned to leave.
Just two steps, something suddenly fell and hit his shoulder.
Li Cheng paused.
He turned around and saw that a head rope fell under his feet, with a small orange-red acrylic orange tied to it.
A small head protruded from a gap in the curtain on the second floor, and the little girl with croissants made a grimace at Li Cheng.
"Brother smelly." After saying this, she snapped the window shut again.
Brother Smelly picked up the orange head rope and tied a "little tail" to himself.
He looked left and right in front of the car window by the side of the road, and couldn't help but stretched out his hand to flick his stubby hair.
The hair string tightly bound the boy's golden hair, and orange glitter was added to the hair accessories, which flashed under the street lamp.
"Tsk, the thing from sister smelly is pretty cute."