Perhaps correcting him is not as difficult as imagined.
But no one gave him a chance to get better.
Li Caicai led him into the abyss early with malicious intent, without giving him a chance to struggle and repent, and molded him into a child who was good at eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling at a young age.
Lin Feng is not a good person either.
He is always beating and scolding, and he is not a decent person.
He is a typical polite scum.
He has a lot of problems, and the root cause is his terrible family.
When Lin An was a blank slate, they beat him, scolded him, humiliated him, didn't give him food, didn't pay his tuition, and made him wear rags.
They poured ink on Lin An's world, so he The world turned black.
It's just that the opponent was outnumbered.
Although Lin An won the battle in the end, he was also badly beaten.
The last one beat four of them to the ground, and he lay on the ground breathing heavily.
Lu Mao touched a brick, held it in his hand, and was about to violently hurt someone, letting this arrogant boy see how powerful he was.
"The police are here."
A man in a suit and leather suit appeared at the alley.
His outfit was incompatible with the atmosphere in the alley.
After finishing speaking, I heard an overwhelming roar of sirens behind me, which sounded quite similar to the same thing.
"Brother, if there is an emergency, let's get out of the way first."
Huang Mao wiped his face carelessly, got up and ran over via the path.
The remaining three looked at each other and stumbled forward with support.
The man turned off the tape recorder with an expression on his face.
This crude tactic only favored pock-marked and bastard-like gangsters who had never seen much of the world.
Lin An raised his head and glared at the man in front of him.
He had suffered many injuries, and his body was stained with blood and dirty.
It looked like he had gone through a very brutal fight, but this did not diminish his aura.
Ugly people often cause trouble."
"Wipe the blood on your forehead before talking again.
It's too dirty."
The man said, handing over a white towel.
Lin An was wearing a dirty school uniform, sitting on the ground, wiping his face with a white towel, looking unruly.
"I think you are quite interesting, you have the same charm as when I was young."
The man smiled harmlessly, "I want to play a game with you."
"Boring."
Lin An's voice was a bit coquettish and impatient.
He was the kind of rebellious and cold-blooded boy.
But his face was bruised and purple, his clothes were torn, and his body had new injuries plus old ones, making him look like a wounded wolf.
"As long as you meet my requirements, I will give you an alien computer."
The two people's eyes met in the air, and there was a crackling sound of electricity.
For a moment, the man felt that Lin An was going to tear him apart.
Lin An suddenly laughed.
When he smiled, Tang Ning realized that he didn't look exactly like Lu Qing.
He actually looked very similar when he smiled, "Okay."
"You are not afraid that I will lie to you."
"Lie to me, and I'll kill you."
Lin An's eyes suddenly became dangerous, and the anger between his brows and eyes was almost overflowing.
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"Find a teacher and give him extra lessons.
You don't have to like studying, but you can't be illiterate."
A person's achievements have nothing to do with his academic qualifications, but a semi-illiterate is destined to have limited achievements.
Tang Ning was wearing a little black dress, and her skin looked as white and tender as snow.
She still had a pair of stiletto heels, which made her legs long and straight.
Her long hair was hanging down, black and straight, and she was extremely beautiful.
She looked very young, in her early twenties, and very beautiful, especially those eyes that could really speak, and her temperament was outstanding.
But for some reason, the man felt that he saw love and kindness in her eyes.
The man was not that familiar with those famous brands, but he also knew that the clothes Tang Ning was wearing were worth a lot of money.
Even if he didn't understand the value of the sapphire necklace around his neck, he knew that it was probably more expensive than his own house.
As for that boy, he was thin and dark, the kind of skinny boy who was malnourished and darkened by the sun and wind.
The strangest thing was that look.
The man is not an ordinary person.
During the ten years he spent in prison and the past few years after he was released, even though he still had a reckless streak in his temperament, he also had a good eye for looking at people.
This kid named Lin An, that look in his eyes just now What's even more strange is that the middle-aged young woman in front of him can accurately pinch the boy's Achilles' heel.
Although he has a face in his early twenties, his ID card says he is actually thirty-five years old.
What kind of intersection would there be between these two people?
The man was very curious in his heart, but it was the rule of their profession to do things for money and not to reveal or pry into the employer's privacy.
So he just drove away honestly.
The electric fan above my head was whirring, causing bursts of dull wind.
Lin Anming blinked and didn't realize what happened.
"Class begins."
He raised his head and looked at the blackboard in front of him.
It was filled with formulas written in chalk.
It was said that they were the most basic things that even a kid in the first grade of junior high school could understand.
But he can't understand it Lin An put his hands in his pockets and folded the sleeves up a few times, revealing a thin wrist that felt as big as two heads.
His hair is medium-long, and it looks quite soft, and even naturally curved because it is too thin, but it looks a bit spiky, probably because the hairstyle is a bit messy, and he has a bit of a middle-aged look. " I don’t want to play anymore, I want to go home.”
"It's up to you."
The teacher sat down and scrolled through his phone with an indifferent expression on his face.
"Let's go."
Lin An picked up his schoolbag and walked out with a dark face, his footsteps were extra heavy, a bit angry.
The result was unexpected, no one stopped him.
In the original trajectory of the world, Lin Anhui was favored by the underworld boss.
He began to be exposed to more dirty things, and his little conscience was quickly annihilated by the prosperity that followed.
He began to sell contraband, collect protection fees, and other flowers that poisoned the future of the motherland.
By the time he was seventeen, he had grown into a villain who punched Nanshan Nursing Home and kicked Beihai Kindergarten.
Then there are the malicious temptations, poisoning and prostitution.
In the end, he died a simple and ignominious death.
Nip the signs of errors before they happen We must train crooked teenagers to become successors of socialism The young man's eyes were full of vigilance and defense, like a young wolf, but even if he stretched out his fangs, they were not sharp enough.
Hey, he was still just a cub.
Watching Lin Anhuan experimentally manipulate the green hero to dance mockingly on the enemy's "corpse", at the same time the hero's lines were played loudly on the computer: "When fighting an enemy like you, even if the sword is broken, the whole situation will be my fault."
It can also be hodged.”
Well, the mockery index is ax, and it is also a bit middle-of-the-road.
Looking at the teenagers wandering around in the Internet cafe, I suddenly felt that this task might not be that difficult.
No matter how messed up, he is just a child who has not grown up.
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