When Yan Hang rushed to the corner, there was only one thought in his mind, to catch this person.

Not for revenge for that knife.

This person is the only clue he can contact now. Although it is not certain that this person has a direct connection with the events of the year, this person has appeared around him for the third time, and it will be somewhat useful to catch him.

He and the first day of school were both rushing fast, but when they got to the corner, for safety's sake, he slowed down, but the first day of the first day was still rushing towards the corner.

"Slow down!" Yan Hang shouted in a low voice, his eyes against the corner of the wall, in case there was any accident.

On the first day of the first year, if the reaction speed of his speech was as fast as when he acted, he would definitely be able to recite the red carp and the green carp a hundred times without stammering.

Just as Yan Hang made a sound, he slowed down on the first day of the new year, and in order to slow down his inertia, he even kicked a foot on the wall very handsomely, so that he did not turn around the corner directly, but kept a certain distance and rushed horizontally. out of the corner.

Damn, this dog is now unconsciously acting handsome.

Still in front of Yan Jidao, a handsome master.

After turning the corner, there is a straight road with several entrances to other small roads. If you don't catch the cripple who is rushing in front, it is possible for him to run away.

No, when this man ran up, he couldn't see that there was a problem with his left leg, and he was rushing around.

Yan Hang took a breath. He hadn't run like this for a long time. Fortunately, he was wearing running shoes for comfort when he went out today.

He accelerated sharply, stared at the lame man and chased after him, and instantly left behind him on the first day of the first day, who had just unconsciously finished playing handsome.

When he followed behind Yan Hang on the first day of the new year, Yan Hang's explosive power of running convinced him. The last time he was kicked on the street by Yan Hang wearing casual shoes, he was quite convinced.

At this moment, he can only desperately spread his legs and follow closely, he is afraid that another accident will happen.

It didn't take long for them to run after the man.

Yan Hang was still an old trick, he took something out of his pocket and smashed it behind the man.

When the thing hit the back of the man's head and then landed, he realized that it was a folding knife, the folding knife that he once had a chance to hit.

The knife that Yan Hang carried with him was actually a meteor hammer.

The man stumbled after being smashed on the back of the head, but he continued to stagger forward like crazy, and then turned into the side road.

Yan Hang's speed was affected because he threw the meteor hammer, so he rushed over on the first day of the first day.

This scene has memories in his mind, similar speeds, similar distances, and the same person.

He jumped up a few steps away from the man, and stomped on the man's back in the air. The man's legs softened, and he was directly kicked in the face and fell to the ground.

The man probably knew that being caught by them would be in trouble, and when he fell, he braced himself and wanted to continue to escape.

Just when he was about to kick his back on the first day of the first day, Yan Hang rubbed his side and rushed over, kicking the back of the man's head.

The man pounced again, his nose should have hit the ground, he covered his nose and lay on the ground.

On the first day of the first day, didn't know what to do, so could only look at Yan Hang.

Yan Hang went over and grabbed the man's arm: "Speak."

The man was lying on his back on the ground, still covering his nose, there was blood oozing out of his fingers, it should be a nosebleed, he didn't make a sound after hearing Yan Hang's words.

Yan Hang stood up straight, and after waiting for two seconds, he kicked his waist violently.

The man suddenly shrank into a ball.

On the first day of the first day, he could feel the strength of Yan Hang's foot, and he shrank abruptly in his heart. He had never seen such a heavy hand from Yan Hang.

"Speak or not?" Yan Hang bent down and looked at the man's face.

The man still didn't make a sound, just put the hand covering his nose to his waist again, closed his eyes and panted hard.

When Yan Hang was about to speak again, the man shouted, "Help! Robbery!"

There are basically no pedestrians on the street at the moment, and the few cars driving past have not noticed the movement here. There are green belts on both sides of this small road, and there are very few people in and out of the community at this time. Hang's kick was not light, and the voice of this man was not too loud.

But on the first day of the first day of the first year, he was still startled, and suddenly a little annoyed.

What a rascal! Can you still beat it?

Yan Hang estimated that he was also on fire. He didn't speak any more, and just kicked the man's head.

Then he greeted the man one by one. His ribs, waist, and stomach were all key points. He was stunned for more than ten seconds before he recovered.

"Yan Hang!" he shouted.

The man on the ground was still holding his head at first, and then his arms became weak, and Yan Hang kicked his head several times in a row.

On the first day of the first year, even saw a kick on the chin, and the man didn't catch his breath for several seconds.

"Yan Hang!" He shouted again, it would be fatal to fight like this!

He had never seen Yan Hang so angry, and he had never seen such a terrifying attack.

In the past, he had imagined that maybe he would not lose in a fight with Yan Hang, but now he can see it. If Yan Hang really fights with him, he probably won't even have a chance to fight back.

He was stunned for a few more seconds, then threw himself on it, trying to hug Yan Hang from behind and drag him away.

But as soon as he approached, Yan Hang's elbow slammed backwards on a conditioned reflex and hit his ribs. He gasped in pain, but he still managed to withstand the collision with his teeth.

He opened his arms and hugged Yan Hang from behind, then clasped his hands together, locking Yan Hang together with his arms in his own arm.

Yan Hang was about to kick, so he hurriedly dragged Yan Hang away, and Yan Hang kicked it in the air.

"Yan Hang!" On the first day of the first year, he whispered in his ear, "Calm down!"

Yan Hang didn't speak, just struggled twice.

"It will kill him!" The first day of the first year tightened his arms.

Yan Hang remained silent, but his hand suddenly touched his side.

On the first day of the first day, he didn't know what it was, but he knew that Yan Hang had countless escape skills, and he was super clever, so he could only get ahead of Yan Hang.

He let go of his arms, and at the same time clasped Yan Hang's shoulders and threw it towards the wall next to him.

He can't run as fast as Yan Hang, and his fighting skills are not as good as Yan Hang's bull, but he is sure that he is stronger than Yan Hang.

With this flick, Yan Hang slammed into the wall, and immediately became nervous after the first shot, he was afraid that Yan Hang's head would hit the wall.

But after all, Yan Hang was a veteran. He lowered his head when his back hit the wall, offsetting part of his inertia and not hitting the wall.

On the first day of the new year, he rushed over, his left arm was stuck on his chest, and his right hand pressed Yan Hang's forehead.

"Yan Hang!" He stared at Yan Hang's eyes, "Look at me!"

Yan Hang's breath was a little chaotic. After struggling for a while, he finally leaned back and didn't move.

"Look at me!" The first day stared at him, "Look at me."

Yan Hang looked at him, and after a while he said softly, "What's so beautiful about a local dog." "

"Stop fighting." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang didn't speak.

"Don't fight," said the first day again, "Did you hear that?"

"You don't stutter anymore?" Yan Hang said.

"Split," said the first day, "don't stutter."

Yan Hang smiled and glanced at the man on the ground: "Call Lao Cui and inform the police."

"Well." On the first day of the first day, he immediately took out his mobile phone.

While on the phone, Yan Hang went over and touched the man's clothes pocket for a while, but couldn't find anything useful.

Cui Yi's car quickly turned around and stopped on the side of the road.

Then came a police car.

On the first day of the first day, he watched the people on the ground being taken into the police car, and then watched Yan Hang being called by the police to ask about the situation for a long time. Finally, when the police car drove away, he was suddenly relieved.

After getting into Cui Yi's car, he was still in a trance.

"Are you back in the second year of junior high?" Cui Yi asked.

"I'll be back on the first night of the first day," Yan Hang said, "I'm going to work on the second day of the first year."

"Well," Cui Yi turned the car around and drove towards the gate of the community, "The main reason is that if I ask you a question, you have to be here."

"Yes." Yan Hang leaned between the door and the back of the seat and stretched his legs.

"Our bag!" The first day of the first day suddenly sat up straight.

"I can't lose it," Cui Yi said. "There are security guards at the door."

The place where they dropped their luggage and chased people was next to the gate of the community, and the security guard carried the bags into the guard box.

When he saw them coming, he took out his bag in shock: "Did you just go... catch the thief?"

"Yes." Yan Hang said.

"Have you caught it?" the security guard asked. "Why don't you call me, so I can do me a favor."

"Caught," Yan Hang smiled, "Little thief, if it's a big thief, I'll definitely call you."

"Hurry up, we have to go to the airport," Cui Yi looked at the time, "I guess it's too late."

"If it's too late, I'll change it." Yan Hang said.

"I'll race to see if I can catch up." Cui Yi said.

Cui Yi has been driving steadily. He acts strictly according to the style of a middle-aged man. He does not fight, does not grab, and does not get angry.

There were few people on the street today. It was the first time that Yan Hang saw Cui Yi driving a fast car, but he still pressed the speed limit.

"I thought you were going to speed?" Yan Hang looked at the speedometer.

"I'm a lawyer anyway," Cui Yi said.

"I almost forgot if I didn't stress." Yan Hang smiled and turned to look at the first day of the first year.

On the first day of the first day, he leaned on the back seat and didn't speak. He looked forward, wondering if he was in a daze or thinking about something.

He stretched out his hand and poked it on the first arm.

On the first day of the first year, he turned his head to look at him: "Huh?"

"Huh?" Yan Hang tilted his head.

"It's okay." Chu Yi smiled.

When they got to the airport, the time was just right. As long as they could run all the way to the boarding gate, they would not miss the plane.

"Hurry up, run, run, run," Cui Yi urged, "call me when you get there."

"Yeah!" The first day of the first year picked up the bag and ran inside.

"Ah..." Yan Hang followed behind him, very unhappy, "I'm the most annoying to be in such a hurry, why don't I just change the ticket and change the class..."

"Run!" On the first day of the first day, he turned back and shouted at him.

"Shout!" Yan Hang said.

"Fart!" Chu Yi shouted back again.

Yan Hang laughed and ran after him, and when he ran to the boarding gate, his smile became exhausted.

"Called!" Chu Yi finally slowed down, "Passenger Chu, Yi and Yan, Hang."

There were no passengers at the gate, and they were the last two to board.

After taking his seat, Yan Hang fastened his seat belt and leaned back on the seat, and he didn't want to move at all.

A little tired.

This exhaustion is not only physical, but also mental.

He turned his head to look at the first day.

It looked fine on the first day of the new year, but after a while in the car, it seems to have slowed down, staring at the flight attendant who told everyone about the safety of the flight.

Yan Hang looked at his profile.

Grow up, you are a boy.

After such a long time, Yan Hang has only seen the side of the real dog brother on the first day of the first day of the school.

When he was emotionally broken down, the first day's reaction surprised him.

"Look at me!"

When he said these two words, the calm and firmness in Chu Yi's eyes surprised him.

And it was the look in his eyes that calmed him down.

At that moment, he suddenly felt that the first day of the first year seemed to be some kind of dependence.

Little stutter no longer needs to be covered by him, and little stutter might even be able to cover him with a wave of his arm.

Yan Hang smiled.

On the first day of the first year, he turned his head and glanced at him: "What are you laughing at?"

"Guess." Yan Hang said.

"I'm too handsome, right?" said the first day.

"Yes," Yan Hang nodded, "your shamelessness is proportional to your handsomeness."

On the first day of the first day, he laughed, rubbed his nose, and continued to look at the flight attendant.

A cautious local dog, among all the passengers on this plane, he was probably the one who listened most seriously, and even stretched his neck to look at the emergency hatch.

This serious and cautious attitude may be a little silly to others, but in the first year of junior high school, it makes people feel that he is quite handsome.

"Look at me!"

This voice kept ringing in Yan Hang's mind.

I count on you.

Yan Hang closed his eyes, and in front of him was the face of the first day when he said these words.

The first day of the first day was a good-tempered child, and Yan Hang rarely saw the expression on his face today, which made him instantly feel that the first day of the first year was no longer a silly dog's expression.

Even for the first time, he discovered that the outline of the first day's face was no longer as soft as a child before.

Have you brought a few points... cold?

As an illiterate, Yan Hang couldn't find a suitable adjective for a while.

"Yan Hang." Chu Yi patted his hand.

"Well," Yan Hang opened his eyes, "what?"

"It's about to take off." Chu Yi said.

"Oh," Yan Hang responded and looked at Chu Chu for a while. Chu Yi didn't seem to want to continue talking, so he had to ask, "And then?"

"No, then," the first day looked at him, "I just told you to get up and fly."

"...Okay, I see." Yan Hang smiled and closed his eyes again.

"Let's go to sleep later," Chu Yi clapped his hand again, "It's taking off, open your eyes."

"Can't you close your eyes to sleep after taking off?" Yan Hang looked at him helplessly.

"I don't know," thought for a while on the first day of the first year, "Keep your eyes open, be safe."

"Oh." Yan Hang sighed, cooperated without closing his eyes, turned his face with Chu Yi and looked out the window.

It wasn't until the plane flew smoothly that he leaned over on the first day of the first year, leaned into his ear and said, "You won't do it in the future, it will be like this."

"What?" Yan Hang asked.

"Beating like this today, beating people," said the first day of the first year, "I have too many hands to count."

"Well," Yan Hang nodded, "Okay, listen to you."

"It's very scary, people." Chu Yi said.

"Did you scare you?" Yan Hang tilted his head.

At this moment, it is very close to the face of the first day of the first year, and can count the eyelashes of the first day of the first year, and can see him frown.

"Yeah." Chu Yi sighed.

"You wrinkle," Yan Hang pressed between his eyebrows, "asymmetrical."

"Wrinkles say it's okay, but it's annoying, it's not symmetrical." Chu Yi said.

As soon as Yan Hang laughed, he suddenly and nervously touched his forehead: "I have wrinkles?"

"Ah, that's it..." Yan Hang was interrupted before he finished speaking.

"You haven't, not yet!" said the first day.

"I'm three fucking years older than you, not 30 years older than you, so why should I have it?" Yan Hang said.

"I'm only ten, seven!" said the first day in shock.

"The wrinkle I said," Yan Hang sighed helplessly, "it's the little wrinkle when you frowned! Who said you had wrinkles!"

"...Oh." Chu Yi heaved a sigh of relief and leaned back into his chair.

Yan Hang originally wanted to sleep for a while on the plane, but he couldn't fall asleep in this state. In addition, he had been holding his hand on the first day of the first day of the new year and pinching it lightly in his palm, so he could only close his eyes. Take a break.

But he is mainly emotional, not really lack of sleep.

On the first day of the first day, he grabbed his hand and squeezed it back and forth, which actually helped a little. When he got off the plane, Yan Hang felt that his fatigue had subsided a lot.

"I'll go back to your house in a while?" Yan Hang asked, "I'll be waiting for you downstairs."

"Well," Chu nodded slightly, "Come back with me, it's too, too cold outside."

"Okay," Yan Hang smiled, "Let's talk about it first, if your grandma dares to scold me, I won't bear it like you, I will scold her."

"I can't bear her now." Chu Yi said.

"Really?" Yan Hang tilted his head to look at him.

"Well," on the first day of the first day, pulling the collar, "I'm violent and temperamental now."

Yan Hang smiled and said nothing.

"Really," said the first day, "Tudou."

"What is Tudou?" Yan Hang asked.

"The fight among the dogs, dog." The first day replied.

"Fuck." Yan Hang almost choked on his saliva when he laughed.

However, although the words of the first day of the first year were very good, but after getting in the taxi, he didn't say much on the first day of the first year. When he got off at his intersection, Yan Hang could feel the nervousness of the first day of the first year.

He was a little emotional, going home would actually make the first graders nervous, this is really a very magical home.

Yan Hang looked around, of course he was not nervous, but he also had some special feelings.

He was quite familiar with this place, this street, and the one he had passed by before, the one across the street where he once lived, the only rental house that he had left memories of in his wandering life for so many years.

And the alley that used to be full of blood.

I can't say what feel, not uncomfortable, not depressed, not depressed, to be precise, probably a little disappointed.

It has been two Chinese New Years since he and his father were separated here.

"I'll be in the shop for a while," said the first day of the first year as he walked in, "buy a cigarette for my grandmother."

"Yeah." Yan Hang responded.

He had never been to the Chu family, but the buildings on both sides of the road looked the same, shabby and gray, especially in winter, when the snow on the walls lined it, the road that had been empty a few years ago seemed even lonelier.

When he first turned in from the bustling street over there, he felt like this. For such a long time, the place really hasn't changed at all.

After walking in three buildings, Yan Hang heard a lively voice in front of him.

But after listening carefully, it seemed to hear a woman shouting at the top of her voice.

The first day stopped suddenly.

Yan Hang immediately reacted, this should be... the grandmother of the earthworm eyebrow on the first day of the first year.

"There's no reason for it" Yan Hang pricked up his ears and listened, and could hear a sentence or two, "Bullying our orphans and widowed mothersdon't let people live for the new year"

Yan Hang was stunned, orphans and widows?

He quickly turned his head to look at the first day of the first year: "Your grandfather..."

"I'm alive," said the first day, "the mouth, the first phrase."

"Oh." Yan Hang sighed.

"Let's go," the first day of the first year turned around and walked out, "Go and invite my little and aunt to have a meal, then go to the boxing, boxing gym, and then go to grandpa's house to celebrate the New Year."

"Okay." Yan Hang nodded.

Back on the street, the first day of the first year habitually walked to the river.

"Going to see your tree hole?" Yan Hang asked.

"Well," he smiled again after thinking about it on the first day, and turned his head, "it may still know you."

"Yeah," Yan Hang said, "I even talked to it."

It's easy to adjust his mood in the first day of the new year. In just a short while, he was much happier than before, and he looked very happy when he went to the river.

When they reached the fork in the road leading to the river, three people came out.

Yan Hang glanced at it, he couldn't see his face clearly, but from the way he was walking, he could tell that it was actually a crab and his two little shrimp soldiers.

At first glance, Liang Bing obviously only recognized Yan Hang, but when he looked at it the second time, his eyes widened, and then quickly returned to their normal size.

First look at him.

According to his previous habit, he had already walked away, but now he did not move.

Liang Bing no longer looked like he was looking for trouble when he saw him before. After a pause, he took the two followers to lean against the wall over there and continued to walk forward.

"He said yes, someone saw him and passed my dad." He whispered to Yan Hang on the first day of the first day, and took two steps to Liang Bing's side, blocking his way.

"What are you doing?" Liang Bing glared at him, "Isn't there any time for us to celebrate? What else do you want to do?"

"Interview," Yan Hang took out a cigarette and lit it, standing behind the first grader and said, "Excuse me, how are you feeling now?"

"I'm in the fucking mood to leave!" Liang Bing said.

"Who saw my dad?" asked the first day.

Liang Bing was stunned for a while, watching him without speaking.

On the first day of the first year, he took out the flyer he received from his pocket, rolled it into a tube, and handed it to Liang Bing's mouth: "Where did you see it?"

Liang Bing looked at the paper tube, the muscles on his face twitched twice.

"Don't say it," Chu Yi looked at him, "I'll let you, Dong Yong."