108 First encounter with strong son

The driver stepped on the brake, and the bus suddenly stopped. The driver's eldest brother. He took out a big wrench from under the seat and came to the open car door: "Several little kids, don't look at what I'm doing. Run to me and pretend. Try to hit my brother. I'll dry your head!"

The teenager, the old lady and the driver had already got out of the car, and the four young people also got out of the car, took out knives and chains from their waists, and were about to greet them.

Zhang Yuan, like those passengers, had already got out of the car, and some left in a hurry. Most of the people were watching the bustle.

If it's an ordinary fight, Zhang Yuan is really too lazy to take care of it and can't even watch the bustle. However, the two grandchildren in front of him were different, and he was saved. Otherwise, if the old lady touches it, she will probably die.

The teenager seems to know how to work hard, but Zhang Yuan is not too worried.

Zhang Yuan stood up, stood in front of the old lady, and said to the four young people, "What should I do? Don't pretend here. If you are really powerful, go to fight with the Blackwater Gang. Maybe you can get some benefits, grab a territory or something, and compete with the elderly and children. You don't feel ashamed!"

The young man who was the first to make trouble looked at him sideways and cursed, "Marle Gobi, what kind of green onion are you? Go here and pretend to be a grandson. You must be crooked.

Before the young man finished scolding, Zhang Yuan had grabbed him and kicked him at the critical point!

With a bang, the young man flew up and lay on the ground again. Not only did he drop the knife in his hand, but he also lay on the ground and twitched. He couldn't even scream, and he was so painful that he was in a coma!

Zhang Yuan didn't give his three accomplices a chance. After three or two punches, he fell down and couldn't get up!

Zhang Yuan's movements were very fast, and the people watching the bustle were stunned. Looking back, the four young people who were coaxed and murderous just now fell to the ground and lost their ability to move!

Zhang Yuan walked to the young man who scolded him and stepped on his face with his feet: "Miscellaneous, I'm in a good mood today. You are lucky. Otherwise, based on your scolding me, I will be you today!" Scum."

Zhang Yuan clapped his hands, took out a tissue and wiped his snow-white casual shoes: "Let's go, what are you waiting for?" This is not a blockbuster. Do you still want to see a bloody ending?"

Everyone laughed, and the driver greeted everyone to get on the car. After driving, everyone was still talking about Zhang Yuan's awesome skills.

The minibus left the four young people and ran away. Pedestrians on the road just saw their performance, and no one paid attention to them. They avoided them far away and were too lazy to care about their lives.

After a while, one of the young people got up, woke up the other three, took a taxi, and went straight to the nearby Second Courtyard of Jinda University.

In the taxi, the young man who scolded Zhang Yuan said, "Fuck, I must find this little boy. I have to chop him up!"

The young man sitting next to him covered his stomach and said sadly, "Brother Dong, I think it's better to forget it. That boy is too evil. Can you see that he is so evil that more than a dozen people are not his opponents! If he takes a guy, my God, I really can't imagine who can get close to him. Unless it's a smoker, I guess that thing can be used!"

The young man on the other side covered his chest and said, "Damn it, if you can use smoke, who doesn't need it?" You think it's a movie. Don't say it's useful, it's illegal to hold it!"

Brother Dong said angrily, "Don't make any noise. If you have that strength, can you keep it for the next time you do it? I'll find my second brother later. I must avenge this. Even a little boy dares to bully me, how can he fucking get along in the future!"

The driver looked back at them secretly and felt that he should not take the job. These people, holding the guy, why didn't he see it before? If he didn't pay for the car and beat him again, he wouldn't dare to think about it!

Brother Dong stared at the driver fiercely and scolded, "Look at Nima, and then look at me stabbing you. Hurry up. It hurts me so much. Grandma, the little bastard is really cruel."

The driver increased the accelerator, and the taxi rushed to the second courtyard of Jinda University and rode the dust!

Zhang Yuan did not know that his men had mercy and did not get the gratitude of the other party. Instead, he provoked the other party's plot. He is now standing in the bus talking to the teenager.

The teenager said, "Brother, thank you very much, or I don't know what it will be like today!" Brother, my name is Zhang Ziqiang. Just call me Qiangzi. Brother, what's your last name?"

Zhang Yuan didn't expect this teenager who looked a little stuffy, but he spoke cheerfully and politely. This gave him a better impression of this teenager named Zhang Ziqiang.

He smiled and said, "My name is Zhang Yuan, studying in Jincheng No. 2 Middle School. Qiangzi, where are you studying? Depending on your age, it should be about the same as me!"

Zhang Ziqiang showed a lonely look that he should not have at his age and smiled and said, "I haven't read for a long time. I read by myself at home."

Zhang Yuan has actually seen from his and the old lady's clothes and faces that his family's conditions are very poor. Then he didn't want to study, which was what he expected.

Zhang Yuan appreciated: "Okay, I have ambition. You don't have to go to school to learn knowledge and become talented. For those who are willing to work hard, as long as they are willing to work hard, self-study can also become talents! In fact, most of the skills that can be really used are learned while working through social practice, not taught in schools.

Zhang Ziqiang looked at him with admiration and said, "Brother, what you said is really good! You don't look like a middle school student or my peers, but like an elder!"

Old Mrs. Zhang also looked at Zhang Yuan with a smile: "There are too few knowledgeable children like you now. Not to mention children, even adults may not be able to see through it. You are a student, why didn't you go to class? Ha ha, it's not skipping class to play, is it?"

Zhang Ziqiang was afraid that Zhang Yuan would be unhappy, so he explained, "My grandmother used to be a private teacher for many years, and the students she saw the most were students who skipped classes and went out to make trouble. My grandma just said, "Brother, don't mind!"

Zhang Yuan laughed, looked at his ancestors and grandchildren with kind eyes, and said warmly, "Strongzi, you think too much. Grandma didn't scold me, just asked me, why am I angry? Besides, even if you scold me, I won't be angry, because this thing is not right in the first place. Won't you let people say it? If grandma thinks I'm hopeless, I'm afraid she won't even bother to say it! This fully shows that grandma has a good impression of me. Right, grandma!"

Zhang Yuan also has a grandmother, but that grandmother is much worse than the old man in front of him. In his impression, grandma and some of his immediate relatives are not good to their families at all, not even as good as strangers. At least strangers will not mutter behind their backs for no reason.