Chapter 8

The sky was gloomy, and the low dark clouds rolled and rolled under the cold wind. Lightning flashed between the thick clouds, drizzled raindrops fell, and dark water stains appeared on the white ground.

Perhaps because of the weather, the playground was empty, with only three or three students swaying in the teaching building.

The wind with a humid breath swept violently across the surface, hitting the gaps in the building, blew the hollow school uniforms like a big blue and white bird with its wings spread out.

Shenkong stretched out the umbrella that the original owner placed in his schoolbag and walked into the gradually dense rain.

This school should be built in an old urban area. The less spacious road connects many alleys like spider webs, and is well connected to the distance. The shops outside the school look a little deserted because of the rain. The poorly drained potholes have accumulated small puddles soon. Raindrops as big as beans are rushing to fall, smashing the reflected light and shadows in the puddles.

Following the guidance, the sky walked around winding alleys and slowly walked forward along the winding road.

However, just as he turned over the low alley corner in front of him, through the rain curtain, his ears suddenly and keenly captured the strange noise coming from not far away.

Chenkong looked in the direction of the sound, and saw that in the narrow alley that was winding and like a sheep's intestine, several figures stood in the dim shadow of the sky, surrounding a young man.

The heavier the rain.

The raindrops hit the surface of the umbrella heavily, gathering into several thin streams of water along the trend of the umbrella bones, falling along the edge of the black umbrella. The strong wind brought raindrops from all directions. Even though the umbrella was held in the sky, the body was already half wet, let alone those people.

A strange and solemn atmosphere spread deep in the alley. Through the dark light, Chen Kong recognized sharply that the boy surrounded by the center was wearing a school uniform like himself. He couldn't help but pause slightly when he was about to leave.

Just as he paused, the young man in school uniform seemed to feel his gaze and looked towards the sunken sky.

The heavy rain blurred his face, but the dark eyeballs passed through the hazy mist and rain, with a sharp and cold texture, and directly hit the sky's sight.

Chen Kong was stunned. At this moment, a cold mechanical sound came from his ears, "Drip, the target character Han Li has been successfully detected, and the world trajectory is being transmitted--"

The familiar pain suddenly exploded in my mind. Caught out of control, Chen Kong couldn't help but sway, and reached out to hold the wall before he could barely fall down.

Perhaps because the plot this time is more detailed, the pain during transmission has also doubled.

He tightened his chin slightly and received the impact of detailed huge data. The compressed information flow flashed in front of his eyes like a rapidly passing picture.

In the original plot, due to the fall of the family and physical disability, Han Li lost the identity of the Han family heir. With the acquiesce of the head of the Han family, he was sent by his current mistress to the Han family to raise him in a branch of a small city. The sudden change of identity and physical incompleteness made Han Li become silent and introverted, and his whole body was closed. However, because he was named a far-off child of the Han family, although he was accidentally distant from the students, he was still peaceful.

However, all this changed when Han Li was in his second year of high school.

Ye Cen, the protagonist of this book, transferred to Han Li's class. He has a delicate face and a soft and cheerful personality. He quickly gained the love of teachers and classmates. However, he was overwhelmed with love, but he was particularly caring for Han Li, who was taciturn and disabled, which aroused the dissatisfaction of many admirers. Among them, one of the suitors had some relationship in the capital, so he learned some secrets of the Han family. It turned out that Han Li was not a distant nephew of the Han family in the capital, but a former eldest son of the Han family who was driven to a small place due to disability and loss of power. He was an abandoned son who was helpless and unwilling to care about.

The malicious intention that had accumulated before broke out, and Han Li quickly became the target of bullying and exclusion by the class.

At this critical moment, the old housekeeper who had been following Han Li's side since he left Han's family, died unexpectedly in a car accident to protect Han Li. This incident had a great impact on his character. Han Li became irritable, sinister, and extreme. During another conventional bullying, he bit off one of the people's fingers and dug out the eyes of the leader.

In order to avoid the scandal, the Han family spent a lot of money to suppress the matter and then sent Han Li abroad.

After the plot was accepted, the mechanical sound of the system sounded again, "You have been delivered to Han Li's second turning point in his life, your temporary identity this time is a classmate c."

Shen Kong couldn't help but feel a little swaying-

Why is my temporary status even less likely to be ranked?

He calmed down and looked in the direction where Han Li was. The other party had already withdrawn his gaze at this moment, and seemed to have no hope for his appearance. The downpour of rain completely covered up the voices of those people. Even their figures seemed blurred under the rain curtain, like silhouettes imprinted in a lake in a rainstorm.

Before Shen Kong could think about what to do next, the man in the lead suddenly moved.

He raised his foot without warning and kicked Han Li's knee that had been injured without warning - as if he was suffering from huge pain, Han Li staggered into the puddle, looking embarrassed, but he didn't say a word from beginning to end.

Shen Kong's heart suddenly became angry.

Day, the little devil's leg that he fought hard for 38 hours was actually kicked and beaten by this little bastard like this???

He licked the canine teeth, and a fierce and cold light flashed in his eyes.

With a malicious and provocative expression, Zhang Meng lowered his head and stared at Han Li, who was trembling and curled up at his feet, laughing arrogantly and mockingly. The other people beside him also smiled in agreement, with a cold and cringe light flashing in his eyes, and attacked the other party with rude insults.

"...You guy is still a little fucking tender, he's dead cripple-"

Before the last word was finished, he felt something heavy roaring from behind, and hit his back with a huge force. The violent pain made him fall down with the force, and he fell into the mud in a mess.

The other people around were staring at the sudden change in sight. It took a long time to recognize the object that was smashed...

It turned out to be a schoolbag?

Zhang Meng jumped up in anger, raised his hand to wipe the mud on his face, and looked in the direction where the thing was smashing.

"Fuck! Who is so fucking bold to hit me?!"

Through the raindrops that were smashed and the dark skylight, a thin and tall figure slowly approached, with pale fingers holding the black umbrella handle, and the eyes under the umbrella were three points colder than the raindrops.

Chen Kong smiled, his voice lazy and distracted, "Your grandpa."

Angry by the provocative meaning in his voice, Zhang Meng's eyes turned red. He raised his chin to the younger brothers beside him. The men rushed forward with the steel pipes and wooden sticks in their hands. The dirty rainwater underground could no longer see the original color, and was stepped on by the heavy steps. The monotonous sound of rain in his ears was covered by the shouts and scolding.

There seemed to be several pairs of eyes behind Chen Kong. Every time he could barely turn sideways to avoid the attacks coming from all around, and then he would double the angle to return to the past.

His attack was really poisonous. He used his strength and ruthlessness and cleverness, and almost found the place where the human body was most painful. But in a blink of an eye, the little brothers who rushed up were wailing and fell into the dirty water.

Seeing that something was wrong, Zhang Meng turned around and ran away.

But before he could run a few steps away, a packed umbrella flew from mid-air, and the hard umbrella handle hit the place where he was hit before.

Zhang Meng screamed, rushed forward stumbled, and once again fell into the mudflat in a mess.

Chen Kong raised his hand and stroked his forehead that had been wet by the rain to the back of his head, revealing his smooth forehead and deep facial features. His dark brown eyes flashed with pure aggressiveness, and his originally gentle and delicate face brought a bit of evil spirit that was hard to look at.

He walked towards Zhang Meng slowly, his steps were leisurely and leisurely, just like walking in the garden.

Zhang Meng covered his chest and struggled in the opposite direction in a panic, with no trace of arrogance or arrogance on his face.

Chen Kong bent down and grabbed his collar, gently lifted him up. Zhang Meng's face turned gray and his lips were trembling and he couldn't speak.

The sky became dim and the rolling dark clouds had covered the entire sky without any light. The street lights at the entrance of the alley were lit up, and the orange light was hazy in the dense rain layer and was divided into countless flashing water surfaces. The entire alley was as if isolated from the world and was separated into an independent space, separated in a corner of the world.

Chen Kong turned his head and looked at Han Li beside him.

Compared with the last time we met, Han Li's facial features have grown. Although he is still young, he can already see the cold and sharp facial contours of the future. His pale and blood-lost lips are pursed into cold lines. His dark eyes stared at the sky steadily, with quiet and gloomy eyes in the bottom of his eyes, as if he was thinking deeply about something.

Chen Kong asked, "Can you still stand up?"

Han Li paused and nodded slowly.

Chen Kong curled his lips coldly, raised his chin to the wooden stick that fell in the waterside and raised his chin to "pick it up."

Han Li glanced at him deeply, pursed his lips silently, then stood up with difficulty holding the wall, and picked up the wooden stick as Chen Kong ordered.

"Come."

Chen Kong's palm used force, forcing Zhang Meng to stand straighter, showing a gentle and kind smile, but in Zhang Meng's eyes, he looked like a devil.
Chapter completed!