Chapter 2: The Little Boy Full of Justice

  "It's already past five o'clock, school should have been dismissed long ago, why hasn't my son come home yet?" A beautiful young woman in her late 20s looked out the kitchen window while preparing dinner and muttered to herself: "I hope nothing has happened!"

  The son usually doesn't need to worry about anything on his own, even going to school, other parents have to pick him up and drop him off every day. After taking him to school for the first time, he firmly refused to let his family pick him up again.

  A man should be self-reliant! This is the son's reason for refusing his family's offer of a ride.

  Let's wait and see, maybe I'm just being paranoid, something really did come up at school. The beautiful woman took two eggs from the kitchen cabinet, preparing to make her son his favorite dish of tomato scrambled eggs, perhaps by the time she finishes cooking this dish, her son will appear before her eyes.

  Thinking of this, the beautiful young woman was in a great mood, and poured the well-beaten eggs into the oil pan. Suddenly, the sound of "sizzling" and the aroma of fried eggs wafted out from the pan.

  A beautiful young woman unknowingly walked into the kitchen, while on a small path near the school's vegetable market, five first-year junior high school boys formed a circle, with two older-looking boys leaning against the wall in the middle.

  One of them is her beloved son.

  Two boys surrounded, one with pale skin and glasses, his eyes behind the lenses occasionally flashing with panic as he looked back and forth at the five first-year junior high school boys. The other boy had a resolute face, without any fear or unusual expression, coldly staring at the five first-year junior high school boys surrounding them.

  "Wang Hao, do you want to run? This month's 10 yuan protection fee hasn't been paid yet. Hurry up and hand it over! Next time if you dare to run again, be careful of your dog legs." One of the first-year junior high school students with a flat head said viciously, obviously he was the leader among them.

  The boy wearing glasses, called Wang Hao, looked nervously at the five boys in front of him who were obviously a head taller than them, then turned his head to look at his companions beside him, and reached into his pocket to prepare to take out money.

  Both sides have a huge disparity in strength, if they fight, their side will definitely be at a disadvantage. It's better to hand over the money to them, anyway, they won't miss this ten bucks, besides, after handing over the money, they can still get their "protection" later. Wang Hao thought while slowly taking out 10 yuan from his pocket to hand it over.

  In 1993, ten yuan was no small amount. Choosing Wang Hao, this rich and oily elementary school student, it can be seen that Ping Tou and his gang had indeed done their homework and were well-prepared.

  "Do you know that what you're doing is against the law? And what gives you the right to force people to pay you money? If you dare to do this again, I'll definitely tell your school teacher about it tomorrow." A boy with a resolute face nearby spoke up, his voice clear and firm despite being a bit childish.

  Ping thought he couldn't think of another little boy who would say something like that, and for a moment he was stunned.

  Having been in society for a long time, teachers are not afraid of them at all. It's just that if the teacher tells their parents about this unglorious thing, it will be a bit troublesome.

  Ping looked at his companions and thought to himself, "It seems like today I'll have to teach him a lesson, let him know my strength, and shut his mouth for good."

  "That wild kid who suddenly appeared, dares to talk about breaking the law with us, do you think you can get away with it?" The flat-headed, upturned-nosed man glared and threatened.

  "You're asking for a beating!" One of his companions raised his fist beside him.

  "Come on, kid, let me teach you how to write these characters!"

  The companions beside Ping Tou were always ready to fight at any moment.

  "Hey kid, who are you? Dare to interfere with our business! Did you see that? Those who know what's good for them pay 10 yuan protection fee every month. I won't pursue this matter today, but in the future, big brother will take care of you too!" The bald-headed man winked at his companion and threatened the young boy again.

  "What if I don't pay?"; The little boy's mouth was really not ordinary.

  "If that's the case, my brothers probably won't agree, and you'll have to crawl out of this alley. "; Ping Tou said this with a smile still on his face, from afar it looked like a normal conversation between friends.

  "Alright, alright, I'll pay, just don't bother my friend anymore." Wang Hao said, pulling out 10 yuan from his pocket and handing it to Ping Tou.

  "Wang Hao, don't indulge these people. I won't give in, and neither should you! Don't be afraid of them." The little boy snatched the money from Wang Hao's hand and stuffed it into his pants pocket. Immediately afterwards, he clenched his right fist and punched the thug with great force.

  Ping saw the money that was almost within his grasp being snatched away by a young boy, and he wouldn't let the cooked duck fly again. He shouted loudly: "Brothers..."

  Before he could even get the word out, his face was met with a heavy punch.

  Damn it, this kid really has some strength, no wonder it hurts!

  Years ago, his grandfather told him: On the battlefield, soldiers do not despise deceit, and those who take the initiative are strong! When facing a more powerful enemy, one must also dare to take action, never turn around and run away, and try every means to entangle with the enemy to the end.

  I'd rather die than surrender!

  Because if you choose to escape, it means that you turn your back on the enemy, it means that you lose the chance to fight with the enemy to the death, and it also means that you will surely die!

  Because the young boy remembered his grandfather's words, he chose to face his strong enemy and fight.

  Another four first-year male students were stunned and couldn't think that the little boy would take the initiative. By the time they reacted, another companion was punched in the face, covering his face and squatting on the ground, temporarily losing combat effectiveness.

  "Wang Hao, run quickly!" The little boy shouted loudly.

  Wang Hao was startled awake by the shouting of the young boy. Just now, he couldn't have imagined that the young boy would dare to take the initiative and hit the flat-top who was two or three years older than him. Now, a gap had appeared in the encirclement of his opponent, and Wang Hao no longer hesitated, gritted his teeth, and rushed out.

  At this time, the other three first-year male students who had not been attacked by the young boy rushed forward, attempting to deal a "destructive" and heavy blow to the young boy.

  The little boy also knew that if he was surrounded, the consequences would not be just a simple beating, and the final result might really have to crawl out of this alley.

  Grandpa's usual training is finally paying off. The little boy, facing three incoming first-year students at the same time, had an icy gaze and not a hint of panic, sweeping his leg towards one of the first-year students who was charging forward.

  "Ah!" The boy who was hit clutched his stomach and fell to the ground at once.

  The little boy took advantage of the timing, his thin body "whooshed" and he slipped away from the fallen boy's body, instantly breaking through their encirclement.

  If someone saw this scene now, they would definitely be surprised by the maturity and cleverness of this young boy that is not commensurate with his age. A few encounters made his much taller opponent suffer a great loss.

  Just then, a strange change occurred. The little boy who was just advancing and retreating freely is now firmly nailed to the ground.

  It's not that he didn't want to run, but rather he couldn't run at all. His legs were tightly held by another first-year male student who was squatting on the ground.

  "Beat me to death!"; Pingtou spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva and roared fiercely. The punch just now had injured his teeth, and now blood was flowing from his teeth.

  The other two men punched and kicked the young boy's body and face, using all their might with every punch and kick, regardless of where they hit him or how they did it, as long as they could hit him.

  At that moment, the young boy only felt intense pain coming from his chest, face and legs. Although he had a painful expression on his face, he gritted his teeth tightly and didn't let out a single cry. His hands were busy fending off something while also striking downwards with force. The boy below him who was holding onto his own legs would occasionally let out cries of pain.

  Finally, the little boy felt his legs relax, and the boy who was holding onto his own legs below him couldn't bear the pain anymore, and let go.

  The little boy's right foot, which had just regained its freedom with great difficulty, suddenly flew forward without any hesitation and kicked one of his opponents in the lower body.

  A blood-curdling scream suddenly echoed through the alley, sending chills down one's spine. The boy only felt a sharp pain shooting up from his lower body to his brain, and his entire body collapsed uncontrollably to the ground.

  Luckily, after the intense fight earlier, the young boy's physical strength had decreased, and his legs had just been freed from another boy's grasp, so he couldn't use his full force. Otherwise, not only would the young boy have gotten into big trouble, but the boy who was kicked in the lower body would also become a strange creature that is neither male nor female!

  The young boy's nose had already been hit by a flurry of punches, his face covered in blood, and even his clothes were stained with splatters of blood.

  But this seemed to be of no concern to the young boy, who casually wiped the blood from his nose and charged at another boy with his bloody fist.

  His fighting blood has been stirred up, and he regards the few boys in front of him as his arch-enemies, engaging in a fierce battle without holding back.

  Ping saw the young boy pouncing on his companion like a fierce devil, and although he was deeply shocked in his heart, for the first time he had the urge to run away, but still swung his fists and rushed forward to help his companion.

  He knew he couldn't run, if he just ran away like this, then in the future not only would he have no face to continue mixing in, but also there would be no place for him to stand within the circle, and it's possible that others would even chase and beat him.

  However, his companion saw the young boy's resolute and fearless gaze, even to the point of being willing to die together, and immediately thought of the two words "run away".

  But just as he had turned his body, the little boy's tightly clenched, blood-stained fist had heavily smashed into the back of his head, "Bam"; a standard dog fall, mouth and ground came into close contact, knocked to the ground.

  The little boy turned around, facing Pingtou, now a one-on-one showdown, fair and square!

  At this moment, the young boy's whole body was in pain. He could stand on the ground without falling, completely relying on his firm determination: before his opponent fell, he would never fall!

  Damn it! I've actually run into a guy who fights like he has nothing to lose. What bad luck! It looks like today's mission is not going to be completed, and when I get back, big brother will probably have my head on a platter.

  A multitude of thoughts in his mind.

  I'm also helpless, and there's a big brother above me. Every month, I have to pay 15 yuan in installments, not a single cent less. If I don't scrape some money from these rich and timid friends, I really won't be able to make ends meet!

  Ping's head nodded, wanting to lift up the big brother who was oppressing him, but seeing the young boy's face full of murderous aura, yes, it was a murderous aura! A fierce and desperate killing intent that would stop at nothing and perish together emanated from the young boy's body.

  He involuntarily closed his mouth, and for the first time, a chill of fear rose in his heart. He knew that his opponent had made up his mind to fight to the end, and he himself had no way out, now there was only one way to thoroughly defeat him.

  Two people just quietly stared at each other.

  The young boy's physical strength has already become a problem. At his age, he was barely able to withstand the previous round of punches and kicks.

  He needs time to recover, and once he recovers a bit more strength, he will attack again. After all, the little boy is alone, while the other side has companions.

  The longer you drag it out, the more disadvantageous it is for yourself!

  Ping was shocked by his super strong fighting ability and the fierce aura around Zhou, and didn't dare to launch an attack first.

  He also needs time, he is waiting, waiting for his teammates to recover in time, so that the chances of winning will be much greater.

  A fierce and mournful aura lingered among them, a gust of autumn wind swept through the alley, adding to the bleakness.

  The little boy moved, and so did the flat head. In an instant, they collided with each other...

  When Wang Hao arrived with the adults, the scene was unbelievable: the little boy's face was covered in blood, and he was fiercely entangled with a bald-headed boy whose mouth was bleeding non-stop; the little boy's mouth was tightly biting the bald-headed boy's arm. Nearby, four other first-year male students were either squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands, or half-squatting with their hands covering their lower body and rubbing painfully; some were sitting on the ground, constantly rubbing their calves with their hands.

  No way! A low-grade student took down a senior several years older than him, and it was one against five!

  The scene stunned the adults. After a brief daze, the adults rushed up and struggled to separate them.

  His swollen eyes, like a panda's, shone with excitement as he squeezed out a smile of gratitude towards the adults.

  Finally free! He slipped out of his opponent's mouth and fell flat on the ground.

  This kid, when he fights, is really desperate, more ruthless, poisonous and desperate than a professional street thug!

  "Zhang Hang, how are you? Don't scare me!" Wang Hao rushed over and hugged the little boy named Zhang Hang tightly.

  "Nosebleed, no big deal. Just feeling a bit weak, rest for a while and it'll be fine!" The little boy named Zhang Hang sat on the ground, panting heavily with his mouth wide open.

  First time fighting with someone and got a black eye, need to practice well when I get back.

  Fortunately, this is just a fight. If it were on the battlefield, this kind of losing deal that hurts the enemy at the cost of damaging oneself would not be worthwhile.

  The adults nearby had already begun discussing it:

  "Is he Zhang Hang?"

  "That famous child prodigy?!"

  "Who would have thought he still had such a strong sense of justice!"