Chapter 41

...And Grandpa Qiu's one leg was abruptly broken by this person in front of him during the conflict a few months later, and he limped for the rest of his life, thanks to this person!

Qiu Mingquan will always remember that when he was only a teenager, he was pushed to the ground by these people, and he watched the thick wooden stick smash towards his grandfather's leg. ...

"They're here to buy a house by force, you bastard!" He gritted his teeth in his heart.

"What happened to this person?" Feng Rui asked suddenly.

Qiu Mingquan was taken aback, and replied: "He bought a lot of houses and land, just in time for the development of the new district later... Later he became the big boss of a real estate company, and it is said that he is very rich."

Feng Rui sneered from his nostrils: "Just right? You are really naive."

Everyone in the world knows that in April 1990, the Prime Minister announced the development and opening of the Pudong New District in Dongshen City. However, if there is any news, you should know that the real time is the "Development Conference" held by the Dongshen City Government in May 1988. Pudong New Area International Symposium”!

And now, some ghosts and ghosts have heard the wind and are ready to move, right?

But, how could a street bully know about these historic opportunities? Feng Rui fell into deep thought.

There was silence in the courtyard. ...

This bully is called Wang Daquan, and there are dozens of gangsters under his command. Last time he came, he made a grand request to buy all the houses here at a very cheap price, saying that his family wanted to set up a brick and tile factory. , is in need of this large piece of land.

Of course the residents are not willing. The little money he paid is not enough to buy half of the area elsewhere. If they really collect the money and move away, they will have to rent the house forever.

--If you have a place to shelter from the wind and rain, no matter how small or old it is, it is still your home, isn't it?

Liu Qinhua took the courage to speak first: "Brother Wang, we have discussed it, and we really can't sell the house. We are dragging our families, and it is not easy to move. Besides, the money is not enough..."

Wang Daquan looked at Liu Dongfeng who was glaring beside her with a half-smile, and walked over.

He arrogantly tapped Liu Dongfeng's shoulder: "I heard that you haven't become a regular yet, right? Come on, come hit me!"

The young men he brought burst into laughter: "Young police trainees? How scary! Hit us, and we will never fight back."

Liu Dongfeng's face was flushed red, his teeth were clenched, and he didn't say a word.

Yes, he has experienced the methods of these people before, and before he gets a taste of them, these hooligans can open a ladle for themselves, and then rush to the police station, falsely accusing the police of beating people!

For him who has not yet become a regular, if he encounters such a thing, his life will be ruined.

Wang Daquan pushed him away with a smile, and whispered to Liu Qinhua: "Sister-in-law, your son is amazing, and I don't want to provoke you. How about this, let's have a private chat later, and I will give you a better condition for your family. As for your son, just Don't meddle!"

Liu Qinhua hesitated for a while, and finally closed her mouth. She couldn't help but not be afraid of her son's work being involved.

Wang Daquan held the wooden stick, swayed left and right, and suddenly kicked up, smashing the pile of coal balls in Aunt Wang's house, and his eyes were full of hostility: "Take my words as deaf ears, right? I have worked so hard to borrow money. 100,000, the brick factory is waiting for this piece of land, you lions, this is killing me! Ah?!"

Wu Dagen rushed forward, trying to stop him, but was held back by his wife behind him.

Aunt Wang was so frightened that she winked again and again, and lowered her voice: "Don't mess with these people, I heard that they beat and disabled people before..."

Wang Daquan looked at the old and young in the compound with satisfaction and said, "Cutting people's wealth is like killing their parents. My surname Wang can put my words here today. Next time I come, I will bring a contract. Anyone who doesn't want to sign it will do so now." speak out."

"Brother Wang, we really have nowhere to go..." Someone begged, "The child is going to school here, where can we go? Brother Wang, please."

Wang Daquan reached out his hand coldly to grab the man who spoke, and lightly nodded him: "You don't want to do it, do you?"

The man bit his lip tightly, and bite the bullet: "Brother Wang, my family has been selling vegetables nearby. If we leave here, what will our family eat?"

Wang Daquan looked at him coldly: "Okay, I will remember you."

He suddenly loosened the man's collar, turned his head and smiled at Liu Dongfeng: "Comrade policeman, I'll save you, don't do anything today."

He turned his head, waved his hands, and sighed: "You don't care about the friendship of the villagers, and you insist on going against my brothers, then you have to be careful, don't come back late at night, and break your leg for no reason."

The naked threats in the words were about to come out, and the expressions of all the people in the compound, old and young, were extremely ugly.

The notoriety of this Wang Daquan is not for ordinary petty crimes. There are vague rumors in the surrounding villages that he once killed people, and there are not a few people who were injured or maimed by him.

Wang Daquan snorted coldly and waved his hand: "Go!"

Passing by the door, he saw an old woman leaning against the door and looking straight at him, couldn't help feeling bored, and slapped her across the face: "Get lost, old woman!"

But just when the heavy slap was about to slap the old man's face, a small figure rushed over like a cannonball and hugged his waist!

This momentum was so powerful that he staggered back a few steps, and then he stopped, and when he took a closer look, he was meeting a pair of eyes that were black and clear, but burning with faint flames.

Qiu Mingquan only felt that the blood in his whole body was boiling.

He clearly remembered this scene many years ago!

This man raised his hand and slapped the back of grandma's head against the door panel, causing a huge swelling on the back of her head. At that time, grandma had been lying in bed for several days, dizzy and vomiting, but the family had no money, so she refused to go. The hospital, just endured it so hard.

Looking back now, it was at least a slight concussion!

"What do you want to do, hello?" President Feng said in surprise in his mind, "Are you planning to fight four or five by yourself when you rush over like this? Have you considered the consequences? Where's your brain?"

Qiu Mingquan firmly blocked Wang Daquan and did not answer Feng Rui's question.

He didn't know what would happen next, he only knew that he would not let this person hurt his relatives again if he tried his best. Thinking that soon, this person would bring a stick to the door and break Grandpa's leg, he suddenly felt a shuddering murderous intent.

Kill him, and die with him, just treat this coming life as a waste of time!

Wang Daquan was really confused. In a blink of an eye, the anger came out, and the big hands like iron pincers grabbed Qiu Qingquan's small wrist, and threw him to the side: "Little bastard!"

After all, Qiu Mingquan's body was still that of a skinny boy in his teens, so he was no match for this blow, his whole body fell out, and fell on the coal pile behind him, "cracking" the coal fell into a pile.

"Shall I come?!" President Feng's voice was full of joy and excitement, "You see, although you want to fight, your skills are not good enough! I have learned Taekwondo, Muay Thai, Wing Chun and free kickboxing!"

Qiu Mingquan: "..."

In the past few days, the two of them have roughly figured out the situation. The two of them connected with each other through the jade pendant. As long as Qiu Mingquan, the master, takes the initiative to relax, Feng Rui can easily control his body, which is commonly known as the upper body!

Grandma Qiu became anxious, and rushed forward tremblingly: "Xiaoquan!"

Before she could stand still, she was violently pulled aside, and a big foot flew up into the air, stepping on Qiu Mingquan who was on the ground: "You want to die, dare you touch our boss?!"

Just when the big foot was about to land, a strange scene happened.

The boy suddenly raised his head, and the sharp and cold wolf-like look in his eyes flashed away, as if he had suddenly changed his soul.

President Feng happily took control of a body that didn't belong to him!

As soon as he rolled his body flexibly, the big foot kicked in vain, and then a black poker swept over in an instant, hitting the man's ankle hard, making an ear-piercing muffled sound.

"Ahhh!" With a scream, the man hugged his feet and jumped up, howling endlessly.

Wang Daquan was taken aback, with a fierce look in his eyes, he picked up a small folding stool in the yard, and threw his head at the boy on the ground: even a child dared to challenge his authority, would he still be able to take this piece of land? ?

The folding stool roared down with the sound of the wind.

...The soil splashed, and the folded stool slammed down hard on the ground a few inches away from Qiu Mingquan. In a nick of time, for some reason, Qiu Mingquan dodged deftly and dodged again!

A fist that was not strong hit Wang Daquan's back arm like the wind, and the numbness in the middle made Wang Daquan feel his arm sore, and the folding stool could no longer be held firmly.

The iron poker came in a blink of an eye and hit him hard on the knee. Wang Daquan cried out in pain, his knee hurt so badly, he couldn't hold it any longer, and fell to the ground with a "plop".

As soon as the neck tightened, a foot stepped on his neck hard. When Qiu Mingquan exerted a little force, Wang Daquan felt it was difficult to breathe and his neck was in severe pain.

"Let go of Brother Wang!"

"Little bastard is crazy, looking for death?"...

Liu Dongfeng finally couldn't bear it and rushed out, blocked in front of a few minions, and roared: "Who dares to go up?!"

Wang Daquan was ashamed and angry. He had been rampant in the neighborhood for many years. Today, he was beaten by a child. Now that his neck was stepped on, his suffocation increased sharply when he moved a little, and he couldn't turn over.

"Little brat, believe it or not that I killed your family?" He spat out harsh words word by word, murderous intent aroused in his heart.

Qiu Mingquan didn't pay any attention, and stepped on him harder, causing him to roll his eyes, then raised his head to look at the stunned crowd.

"You all heard, it was he who said he wanted to kill my whole family." He said slowly.

At some point, he quietly inserted the iron tongs into the overturned coal stove beside him, the remaining flames inside were still there, and the sharp mouths of the iron tongs were already burning red.

Then, in front of everyone, he suddenly pressed the red-hot iron tongs on the back of Wang Daquan's hand! ...

The smell of burnt flesh and miserable screams resounded through the small courtyard.

Liu Dongfeng turned his head and froze on the spot in shock.

"Koizumi... you?" Isn't this child too cruel? I haven't found it all these years!

"Ahhh!" Wang Daquan was so burned that he lost his mind, he writhed frantically on the ground, "Boy, if you don't kill me today, I'll kill you!"

Everyone in the compound felt cold, and the eyes of the man on the ground were radiating terror. No one doubted the truth of his words. Why did this child, Ming Quan, suddenly seem to go crazy today?

Grandma Qiu was already scared out of her wits. The old man trembled his hands and wanted to pick up his things to help, but Qiu Mingquan suddenly raised his head and looked at Liu Dongfeng with firm and cold eyes.

Liu Dongfeng immediately understood what he meant, and turned around to stop the old man firmly: "Master, don't go over there, it will just cause trouble!"

The real actor, Feng Rui, felt relieved, this little police officer is quite smart.

When he looked at Wang Daquan next to him, his gaze turned to ice.

"Kill me? Okay." He said lightly, the iron tongs in his hand were removed from the back of Wang Daquan's hand, leaving a bloody mess, and then he stepped on Wang Daquan's neck and crushed it even more fiercely with his toes. He rolled his eyes in pain, his face turned purple.

The iron tongs were put into the burning fire again. After a while, the stained flesh on them was charred black, and the tip was red. In the cold winter air, it approached Wang Daquan's carotid artery.

"You killed me today, so many people are watching. Even if your master is willing to catch you, after that, you will have to flee to the end of the world and hide for a few years?" He lowered his body, staring at it with dark eyes. Wang Daquan.

Then, he smiled, and said in a soft voice: "The horse boy who is murdered, the master is willing to use it again, guess what?"

Wang Daquan's veins popped up, and he roared angrily, "You'll be a gangster wherever you go! If I don't kill you today, my fucking surname will not be Wang!"

Qiu Mingquan paused quietly, and moved the tongs a few inches closer. The scorching bright red touched Wang Daquan's temples, and in an instant, a smell of scorched hair protein rose.

"In this case, why don't I kill you?" The boy's clear voice was calm, but his eyes were as cold as the deep sea.

He firmly stepped on Wang Daquan, watched the veins on his forehead bulge, and said coldly, "I'm not yet fourteen years old, I'm a child, you understand."

In the entire compound, there was silence.

Liu Dongfeng swallowed dry saliva, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Don't be impulsive, Koizumi... put down the tongs!"

Qiu Mingquan didn't answer his words, but raised his head, looked at the terrified big men in front of him, suddenly stopped his harshness, and showed a sweet smile.

Qiu Mingquan was originally handsome and shy, but President Feng looked at those people harmlessly through his skin, but they were so frightened that they felt a chill in their hearts, and they couldn't help taking a few steps back.

"I'm still so young, if I do something stupid out of fear, it seems that I can be forgiven, right?"

Mr. Zhou didn't dare to show his anger, so he whispered his name, cautiously didn't call him by title, and quickly told what happened: "Look... the story that has been spread by poor people at the bottom is not very Reliable?"

The electric noise of "stinging, stinging" sounded, and the voice said indifferently: "Tell your people to work quickly. Get me more land at all costs."

With a "click", the phone was disconnected.

Mr. Zhou stared at the phone in his hand in astonishment. This matter is really evil. Judging by what that person means, these rumors may be true?

Turning around and entering the box, he thought nervously, finally gritted his teeth, and told Wang Daquan: "No matter what method you use, you will get all the land and houses on both sides of Feima Road."

Looking at Wang Daquan's injured hand, he said indifferently: "Give me the money as low as possible, but if you can't do it, then I will replace you."

Wang Daquan was startled, stood up hastily, with a fierce look in his eyes: "I can do it!"

A slight smile appeared on Mr. Zhou's face, and he patted him on the shoulder meaningfully: "That's right, there will be many opportunities for you to make money in the future."

...

At this moment, in a small run-down house in the suburbs, CEO Feng was watching Qiu Mingquan do his homework with cold eyes.

The study table is a small dining table that has just been cleaned up. In fact, it is a nailed wooden board with four wooden strips attached to it as table legs. It is not very stable, and one of the legs is covered with newspapers.

It is now January of 1988, winter vacation is about to start, exams are approaching, and homework exercises are beginning to increase. Qiu Mingquan stared at those English words, copying them, and memorizing them silently in his heart.

"You were thirty or forty years old when you fell to your death with me." In his mind, a man's cold voice suddenly sounded.

"Ah, yes." Qiu Mingquan was stunned.

"Then what's the matter with you? You still need to memorize these? Isn't it the most basic English words?" President Feng couldn't bear it anymore.

Qiu Mingquan bit his pencil that was about to become bald, a little ashamed: "...I dropped out of school early."

Feng Rui fell silent, watching him recite words little by little, and then began to read the Chinese textbook after finishing, analyzing the central idea, explaining idioms, reciting beautiful paragraphs; after that, math homework.

The vocabulary of English words is terrible.

The comprehension of the Chinese textbook is also very reluctant. Feng Rui came to a conclusion at a glance: the accuracy rate is not high, and it is obvious that he can't find the status at all.

The only exception was math, which was done very quickly and gave perfect marks for the answers.

The more he observed, the colder Feng Rui's heart became.

Reminiscent of the fact that Qiu Mingquan said that he dropped out of junior high school in his previous life and entered the society, Feng Rui only felt that his heart was full of irritability. The starting point of this cultural level is too low, right?

——No, this is not the way. His precious time cannot be wasted on such ridiculous things!

"You don't have to learn this anymore."

Qiu Mingquan raised his head blankly: "Why?..."

"Your homework and exams, from middle school to high school, even to the college entrance examination and graduate school, I can help you handle them without any difficulty." Feng Rui said proudly, "You put your energy into what I want you to do."

— Get rich, quickly. This is the most urgent thing!

But Qiu Mingquan, who has always been gentle, shook his head immediately: "I want to learn by myself. I can't rely on you for the rest of my life."

Feng Rui was choked speechless by him, this guy!

"All right, all right, you're right." He said perfunctorily, "I'll make a study plan for you in the future, you study hard, but I'll take the important exams."

"That's not cheating?"

Feng Rui sneered "ha": "Do you think your current rebirth is not cheating?!"

Not only was he reborn, but he also brought his gold-rich auxiliary life opener!

...

In the suburban middle school with extremely poor conditions in the outer suburbs of Dongshen City, all the classrooms are very quiet, only the north wind outside is whistling non-stop.

The source of children and middle school students in this suburb is extremely mixed. In addition to the children of nearby enterprise employees, they also accept nearby migrant workers, suburban residents, and some unemployed vagrants.