On the Thousand Postures Reconstructed by the Scumbags

It's raining outside, but there are still many unscrupulous teenagers gathering together. Children of this age will be reprimanded by their parents whenever they go home late, but they seem to be left alone, wandering wildly like lonely ghosts.

Jin Heng bowed his head skillfully to avoid them, his figure disappeared into the night, as non-existent as the air, let the rain slant down on his shoulders, and then he found his way home in his memory.

An old-fashioned residential building, with five or six households crowded on each floor, the iron railings have rusted, and the messy debris piled up the already narrow aisle even more crowded.

On this rainy night in midsummer, the weather is sweltering, flies are flying around, and garbage is rotting.

Jin Heng closed his eyes and took a breath, feeling that even his body was rotting away. He rummaged through the layers of his schoolbag, took out a rusty key, and opened the door.

The inside is very empty, revealing the words "poor and poor" without a doubt.

After Jin Heng left in his previous life, his life could already be called good. When he came back to this place again, he could see that he was slightly uncomfortable.

He glanced around, sat down beside the bed, and then slowly spread out his palm, which had a very shallow scratch because he held the knife too tightly during the classroom fight.

Hurt others and hurt yourself.

But Jin Heng didn't care, he was thinking back to the feeling of holding Jiang Shaolong's head and hitting it hard against the door just now, the dull sound sounded quite pleasant, so that the harmless hands with well-defined joints also looked horrible. get scared.

The system has never seen such a host, nor has it seen such a world. They are obviously a group of immature teenagers, but their maliciousness is greater than that of adults.

009 flapped his wings lightly and landed in front of Jin Heng's eyes, repeating what he said in the classroom: [Don't kill people...]

Jin Heng is still very young, he shouldn't have to pay the price for mistakes that don't belong to him, he's only halfway through the road of life.

Jin Heng raised his eyes, his pupils were pitch black, dust was beating on his fingertips, and he smiled strangely: "Why didn't you say this to them?"

Don't you think it's ironic to reform the victim instead of reforming the perpetrator?

Jin Heng's eyes were as sharp as knives, and seemed to be able to cut through the outer layer of the system, and take a panoramic view of the string of cold data. He sneered and looked away, and went into the bathroom with a change of clothes.

The system quietly floated in the air, pondering what he said, and was a little stunned. It pulled its own body structure and searched all the command data written by the interstellar executive.

System: [Search the first order order]

The search was successful, and the command name was [Reform].

System: [modify command]

Please enter a command name.

System: [Protection]

Insufficient permissions, modification failed.

System: [Search for the second command]

The search is successful, and the command name is [Save]

...

When the reminder sounded, the air fell into a brief silence. The system flapped its wings lightly, as if it understood something, looked at the closed bathroom door, and disappeared without a sound.

In the early morning of the next day, just after dawn, Jin Heng went out to school with his schoolbag on his back. This residential building is too remote, and the traffic is inconvenient, so we can only walk there half an hour in advance every day.

In his previous life, Jin Heng cared about his grades and his teacher's opinion in order to stand out, but he had obtained these in his previous life, and when he got them, he felt that they were ordinary and lacked interest.

So what is the meaning of his rebirth.

He walks at a leisurely pace and is not afraid of being late.

When he was approaching the school gate, Jin Heng was about to cross the road when the system suddenly flew out with flapping wings, reminding anxiously: [Run! 】

Jin Heng paused when he heard the words, and looked around subconsciously, but saw Jiang Shaolong and his group standing across the street from the rolling traffic, their eyes were like evil spirits, wanting to swallow people alive.

The street escape has officially begun.

Jin Heng turned around and ran, leaning on the railing with his hands and flipped out neatly. Because of the extreme speed, the inside of the school uniform was filled with wind, and the corners of the clothes were ripped into a straight line. Jiang Shaolong and the others were chasing after him, and the bruised and swollen scar on his forehead was the source of his rage.

Pedestrians are in a hurry on the street, only they run fast, but no one cares about the reason.

Jin Heng pursed his lips tightly, with a calm expression, while avoiding Jiang Shaolong and the others, while speeding through the winding and criss-crossing streets, he was not running in the direction of No. 6 Middle School, but a school where gangsters gathered together.

He just broke into the territory of the vocational high school so abruptly, like a weak sheep strayed into a pack of wolves——

At least that's what it looks like on the surface.

Chongming Vocational High School is currently renovating the playground. The school gate is full of concrete hollow pillars, stacked high to form a triangular tower. Unscrupulous teenagers sit on it in twos and threes, using it as a gathering area, smoking, swearing, and talking with their girlfriends. in love.

Wen Yan doesn't smoke in the morning. He puts his hands in his pockets and walks lazily towards school. He hasn't woken up yet. He's carrying a shoulder bag. It's empty and has nothing in it except a brick. It is very convenient and convenient to use.

Holding a basketball in his hand, Xu Meng threw it back and forth, and asked casually, "Brother Yan, have you finished Baldy Liu's homework? He seems to be collecting it for inspection today."

Wen Yan frowned: "What the hell?"

Xu Meng glanced at him: "Homework."

Wen Yan cursed with a blank face, and the few people next to him

A gangster jokingly pushed Xu Meng: "Fuck you, you know why Brother Yan didn't write it, so why ask?"

"That's right, it's not a blank paper."

Just as Wen Yan was about to speak, a strong force suddenly hit his waist, causing him to stagger, and then a cool body was covered behind him, the corner of his clothes was wrapped in a gust of wind, with a slight smell of laundry detergent .

Jin Heng ran too fast, couldn't stop for a while, and almost fell to the ground with Wen Yan, and behind him were Jiang Shaolong and others who were chasing after him.

Wen Yan narrowly stood up straight, the swear words were on his lips, he turned around with a gloomy face, and was about to see who was looking for death, but he was caught off guard by a pair of black and white eyes, clean and clear, clearly reflecting his own appearance .

Because of running at such a high speed, Jin Heng's chest heaved and his back was covered with sweat, his cold fingertips tightly grasped Wen Yan's wrist, his harmless appearance was very confusing, he looked panicked and helpless: "Save I!"

It's him?

Wen Yan narrowed his eyes, frowned, and swallowed the swear words that came to his mouth, remembering that he was the boy he met at the gate of No. 6 Middle School yesterday. what happened.

"Damn it, I'll see where you are going!"

Jiang Shaolong and his group chased hard enough, each of them leaning on the wall and gasping for breath, but when they saw Wen Yan and the others, their complexions changed imperceptibly. Looking around, they realized that they didn't know when they ran to Chongming's territory has come up.

Little gangsters don't need a reason to fight, and there are not a few people who find fault for no reason, not to mention that Wen Yan took someone to clean up Luo Ming from No. 6 Middle School yesterday, and the relationship between the two sides is really embarrassing.

Jiang Shaolong's legs were a little stiff, he straightened up slowly, and saw that group of delinquent teenagers in Chongming were staring at him with half-smiles, cold sweat broke out on his back, he wanted to leave, but he was unwilling to let Jin Heng go.

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After thinking about it for a while, Jiang Shaolong pointed to Jin Heng and said, "That person belongs to our school, if he caused trouble, I only trouble him."

He tried his best to appear calm, but under the gaze of so many eyes, he lacked confidence, felt guilty and afraid, and couldn't hide it.

Jin Heng didn't let go of Wen Yan's hand, and his chest was still heaving. He held Wen Yan tightly, as if holding a life-saving straw, and whispered: "Help me..."

Jin Heng said, save me.

His complexion is pale, and for a boy, he looks a bit too feminine. Wen Yan looked at Jin Heng, thinking how he looked weaker than a woman.

Xu Meng didn't take the people from No. 6 Middle School seriously at all, and clapped the basketball in his hands for a while, preparing to watch the excitement, but seeing that Jin Heng actually asked Wen Yan for help, he couldn't help laughing.

Among a bunch of people, it's not good to pick anyone, but the most ruthless one.

Those delinquent boys also had the same idea as Xu Meng, you push me, I push you, they are all ready to see how Wen Yan will go crazy.

Jin Heng lowered his eyes quietly, and heard a burst of sarcasm and ridicule ringing in his ears, remained indifferent, and continued to maintain that embarrassed and cowardly appearance.

Jiang Shaolong saw that Yan and the others hadn't moved. It seemed that they didn't plan to intervene. His heart was slightly relaxed, and he was about to step forward to drag Jin Heng out. Who would have thought that his eyes would be darkened, and a basketball would suddenly hit his face with the sound of breaking through the air. Jiang Shaolong Unable to dodge in time, he fell to the ground with a plop.

No one expected this.

Wen Yan had a half-smile, and his hands were still in the shooting position. Seeing that Jiang Shaolong was covering his nose and fell to the ground and couldn't get up, he used his hands to support him, jumped up to the highest point of the pile of cement and sat down, and stepped on the edge with one foot. , with one foot hanging down, laughing viciously and flamboyantly.

Wen Yan shook the leg that was hanging in the air, and the sleeve of the school uniform was rolled up to the elbow, revealing his strong forearm, casually resting on his knee: "What did you just say, I didn't hear it?"

Jiang Shaolong was so dizzy from being hit, he felt his nose was hot, and some salty, fishy liquid flowed out. He wiped it with his sleeve, only to find that it was blood. He was so frightened that he quickly got up from the ground. Looking around, he saw the blood behind him. empty--

The group of people who were with him had already seen the situation was wrong and slipped away.

Jiang Shaolong cursed fiercely in his heart, covered his nose with his cuff, and turned around to leave. Xu Meng picked up the basketball and slapped him on the back of the head with a loud slap: "Brother Yan couldn't hear what you just said , without repeating it."

Seeing this, the unscrupulous teenagers around came forward laughingly, surrounded Jiang Shaolong in the middle, you pushed him, I kicked him, playing tricks on him.

Jiang Shaolong was kicked in pain, his face turned pale, he could bear it at first, but in the end he couldn't help it, begging for mercy tremblingly: "I was wrong...I was wrong...please let me go... "

Wen Yan was indifferent, with a crescent-shaped skull tattooed on the back of his hand, which finally became clear under the scorching sun. He smoked a cigarette and put it in his mouth, but did not light it. He lazily raised his eyelids and said, "Where did you go wrong?" ?”

How did Jiang Shaolong know where he had offended Wen Yan, a mad dog, and covered his head with his hands to protect the important parts: "I'm wrong everywhere, I'm wrong everywhere..."

Xu Meng's girlfriend, Yan Na, and Jin Heng are in the same class, and they dress up like little sisters. When the boys fight, she stands by and watches the fun, and asks casually, "Brother Yan, can you help Jin Heng?" what."

Wen Yan looked over: "Why, do you know each other?"

Yan Na said: "I'm in the same class as him, but I'm not familiar with him."

Wen Yan thought it was right if he was not familiar with it. Jin Heng saw that he was the kind of nerd who only knew how to study, and he couldn't get along with the gangsters, so he asked casually: "How is his grade?"

Yan Na: "It sucks."

Just ten points taller than her.