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He tried to persuade him patiently and earnestly, but He Yanyang didn't appreciate it at all. He pushed away the young policeman who was blocking his way, frowned and said impatiently.

"have a finger in the pie."

The young policeman was not angry when he was pushed away. Instead, he chased after He Yanyang as if he had no temper and spoke again without getting tired of it.

"If you want to ride a motorcycle, come to the bureau and I'll take you. I guarantee it'll be more exciting than those people's junk."

"There are also wooden guns. Boys your age love wooden guns the most, right? I can show you, but you can't load them."

"I know you hate me, but those people are really not good people. You are only in the first year of high school now, and it is the age when you should study hard. Don't joke with your life just to be angry with me."

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His tone was anxious, every word was earnest, and he hurriedly chased after He Yanyang, who looked impatient.

If he wasn't wearing a police uniform and looked not much older than He Yanyang, people would definitely think he was a kind father who was earnestly admonishing his rebellious son.

But as He Yanyang listened to his endless words, his face only grew colder and he quickened his pace.

Although he was only sixteen years old, he was a head taller than the young policeman behind him. He was impatient to listen to the nagging of the person behind him and wanted to shake him off, so his steps became bigger and bigger, and soon he was far behind the person.

Seeing that He Yanyang was about to run to the end of the corridor and run down the stairs, the young policeman knew that He Yanyang did not listen to his words, and finally got angry. In a fit of rage, he blurted out a word.

"Ayang, if you continue like this, Master's spirit in heaven won't be at peace!"

His voice was not loud, but it was more effective than many of his previous words. He Yanyang, who had already run to the end of the corridor, suddenly stiffened and stopped where he was.

The young policeman regretted what he said as soon as he said it. It had been three years since He's father passed away, and the He family had become fragmented. If He Yanyang resented his mother, then he hated He's father's apprentice Chai Jing.

If he had not been on a mission for Chai Jing, Mr. He would not have died. At that time, the injury on Mr. He's leg had not fully healed. Although he could walk like a normal person, he could not run or jump.

The day of the mission happened to be the Mid-Autumn Festival, a day for families to reunite. Chai Jing had originally made an appointment with his new wife to celebrate the festival together, but he was temporarily assigned the investigation mission.

It is common for criminal police to go on temporary missions. Although Chai Jing felt regretful, he could only call his wife to explain the situation. However, it happened to be heard by He's father who was passing by.

At that time, although Mr. He was angry and felt that his wife was being unreasonable after quarreling with his mother, after calming down, he felt that his wife had indeed worked hard over the years, and that it was she who had taken good care of him after he was injured. Therefore, he planned to take advantage of the Mid-Autumn Festival to go home and apologize to his wife, so that the family could talk it out and spend the holiday together.

But as luck would have it, he happened to see Chai Jing, who was talking on the phone to his wife with an apologetic look on his face.

Thinking about how he had only realized in middle age that he had too little time to spend with his family, and now this situation had occurred, Mr. He, as a person who had experienced it, naturally couldn't bear to let his apprentice, who had followed him right out of the police academy, go through the same thing.

Therefore, I felt soft-hearted and hot-headed and took over the investigation task for that day.

But what no one expected was that what was originally thought to be an ordinary investigation mission without any danger would cost Mr. He's life.

After He's father died, He Yanyang gradually became rebellious because of his resentment towards He's mother, and He's mother became increasingly depressed because of her emotional problems.

After this incident, Chai Jing thought that if He's father had not been on the mission for him, he would not have sacrificed himself. Therefore, he took all the responsibility on himself with a guilty conscience.

From then on, he not only transferred a sum of money to He's mother's card every month, but also took the initiative to apply to the bureau to be transferred to a police station near He's home, in order to take care of the mother and son.

But he wanted to make amends, but the mother and son of the He family did not want to see him. Mother He was in pain because every time she saw him she would think of Father He who died in the line of duty, while He Yanyang simply hated him, so she always disdained his kindness.

Just like today, he wanted to remind He Yanyang to stay away from that mixed group of people, but He Yanyang, who was annoyed by him just by looking at him, would never listen to his advice and ran away before he could finish his nagging.

Chai Jing was anxious and impulsively blurted out those words, but he regretted it as soon as he said it.

A big part of the reason why He Yanyang has become what he is now is because of the death of He's father, but he just keeps bringing up the issue. Isn't this just rubbing salt into his wounds?

Sure enough, as soon as he said this, he saw He Yanyang, who had already run to the end of the corridor and wanted to shake him off, suddenly stopped.

"Ayang, I'm sorry..."

Chai Jing knew that he had said something wrong, so he quickly took a few steps to catch up with He Yanyang, put his hand on his shoulder, and opened his mouth to apologize.

But before he could finish saying the word "I'm sorry", he felt a flash before his eyes. He saw He Yanyang, who had his back to him, suddenly turned around and stretched out his hand towards him with red eyes.

Chai Jing was an honors student who graduated from the police academy and joined the criminal police brigade right after school. Although he had taken the initiative to apply for a transfer from the front line to the grassroots police station and no longer had to deal with vicious criminals every day, his skills had never become rusty.

Therefore, the moment He Yanyang turned around and pounced on him, the awareness of danger that was engraved in his bones made him subconsciously want to dodge, while reaching out to counterattack.

But just as he dodged He Yanyang's attack by moving his body to the side and subconsciously wanted to punch, he looked up and met He Yanyang's red eyes.

He Yanyang looks like his mother He from his nose to his mouth to his face shape, but his eyes are very much like his father He, equally spirited and unruly.

Looking at this pair of eyes that were almost identical to those of his own master, Chai Jing was suddenly dazed for a moment, and the fist that he was about to swing out stopped in the air.

But he showed mercy. He Yanyang, who was irritated by his words, did not hesitate. Seeing that his attack missed, he quickly adjusted his posture and threw another punch.

Although Chai Jin reacted and tilted his head slightly to avoid the punch hitting his nose directly, the fist that brushed past his nose still landed on his cheek.

"Uh!"

With a painful groan, Chai Jing's head was knocked sideways by the punch and he took a few steps back, about to fall to the ground. Fortunately, he was quick-witted and grabbed the railing at the corridor, thus barely able to steady himself.

But before he could catch his breath and reach out to touch his aching face, He Yanyang had already pounced on him again, punching him one after another, as if he was risking his life.

Chai Jing was just dodging and blocking at first, hoping that He Yanyang would stop after he vented his anger. However, when he saw that He Yanyang had thrown out more than ten punches in a row and showed no sign of giving up, he couldn't help but get angry.

"Ayang! Stop it! If you continue like this I will consider you assaulting a police officer."

Chai Jing grabbed He Yanyang's arm and warned him in a dangerous tone.

But what greeted him was He Yanyang's fist again without saying a word.

Seeing that the sandbag-sized fist was about to fall on his face again, Chai Jing finally got angry.

His eyes flashed, and he quickly turned his head to avoid He Yanyang's fist, and at the same time, he threw a hook punch directly at He Yanyang's abdomen.

He Yanyang groaned and arched his body slightly, but he did not retreat. Instead, he used the force to raise his knee and hit Chai Jing's chin.

Chai Jing reacted extremely quickly, crossing his hands to protect his chin and blocking the attack, but the huge impact force still made him stagger back two steps.

Taking advantage of the time when he retreated, He Yanyang rushed forward again, threw him to the ground, and then punched Chai Jing under him like raindrops.

Chai Jing naturally did not want to be outdone. While blocking, he seized the opportunity to knock He Yanyang over and fought back without any hesitation.

"You little brat! You don't learn your lesson every day, but you're pretty good at fighting. If the master saw you like this, he would be so angry that he would come back to life."

Chai Jing pinned the man down with his backhand and spoke breathlessly.

"It's none of your business! How dare you mention my dad!"

He Yanyang punched him in the chest, his eyes red and his teeth gnashed.

Chai Jing graduated from a reputable police academy and had been dealing with criminals for several years. He was experienced and knew the best time to attack and defend.

Although He Yanyang had only learned some martial arts from He's father, he was half a head taller than Chai Jing, much stronger, and had a fierceness. Even when hit by Chai Jing, he seemed to feel no pain. He never defended and only thought about attacking.

As a result, the two of them fought back and forth, and they managed to end up in a draw, with both of them having bruises on their bodies and faces.

The two men fought from the ground to the underground, and then from the underground to the ground. Fortunately, there was only one office of the dean on this floor, and it was class time, so no one noticed the movement here.

Especially if the dean of studies saw this scene of rebelling against Tian Gang, I'm afraid his heart, which was already half disappointed, would be completely chilled.

"You little brat! Do you accept it?"

Chai Jing grabbed He Yanyang's hands and locked them behind his back. He wiped the bright red blood from under his nose and spoke with a grin.

He Yanyang's face was fine, except for a cut at the corner of his lips and some abrasions on his chin. After hearing what he said, instead of giving in, he stepped on Chai Jing's foot, and while he was crying out in pain, he struggled to break free and punched Chai Jing again.

Chai Jin hissed while covering his injured arm, knowing that if he didn't defeat this brat today, he would never listen to him. His expression became stern, and he swung his fist, ready to give He Yanyang the final blow.

He Yanyang naturally saw his actions clearly. He licked the corners of his cracked lips with the tip of his tongue, and clenched his fists, ready to confront him head-on.

At this critical moment, a cry of surprise came from behind the two of them.

"He Yanyang! Be careful!"

Lin Xi had just climbed the stairs and turned the corner when she saw two people not far away.

Both of them had crawled up from the ground by now. They were no longer in the awkward state of wrestling on the ground, but they were still staring at each other fiercely, swinging their fists to give each other the final blow.

Lin Xi stood behind Chai Jing. Due to the angle, she couldn't see He Yanyang's figure clearly, but when she saw Chai Jing's fist raised high, she instantly understood what he was going to do. Her face turned pale and she screamed in surprise.

"He Yanyang! Be careful!"

He Yanyang, who was about to meet Chai Jing's punch head-on, heard the voice and his body paused for a moment. The fist that was originally swung out also stopped in the air for a moment.

But he stopped, but Chai Jing on the opposite side was too late to retract his hand, and saw his sandbag-sized fist about to fall on He Yanyang.

In a flash, Chai Jing felt someone push him from behind, and then his eyes blurred, and a thin figure appeared between him and He Yanyang.

Although Lin Xi pushed Chai Jing, she was not strong enough and her reaction was in a hurry, so Chai Jing's tall body only shook slightly, his feet did not move at all, and his clenched fist still fell forward due to inertia.

Lin Xi opened her arms to block He Yanyang. Seeing the fist with a sound of breaking through the air about to fall on her, Lin Xi's face turned pale and she closed her eyes subconsciously.

"Xixi!"

All the unexpected changes happened in just a few breaths. When He Yanyang, who was stunned for a moment by Lin Xi's scream, came to his senses, there was already another person in front of him.

When he saw clearly the figure who was protecting him, his pupils suddenly shrank and his body reacted before his consciousness.

He Yanyang suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed the man into his arms. Then he exerted force with his feet, turned his body, and planned to use his back to withstand the punch.

However, before he could completely turn his body, Chai Jing's fist had already landed, gnawing his cheekbone and knocking his head to the side.

"Well!"

He Yanyang groaned, staggered two steps with Lin Xi in his arms, then reached out to hold the railing and managed to steady himself.

Lin Xi had prepared herself to be punched, but the expected pain did not come. With her eyes closed, she only felt someone tug at her shoulder and her body turned in another direction.

Before she opened her eyes to see what was happening, she felt someone pressing the back of her head, and then her vision went dark and her whole face was buried in warmth.

The boy's chest was rising and falling violently, with a scalding temperature, mixed with the smell of laundry detergent that was warmed by his heat, going straight into her nostrils, causing Lin Xi's brain to freeze for a moment as she closed her eyes. Her ears seemed to be infected by his heat and quickly turned red.

It was not until she heard He Yanyang's suppressed groan above her head that she suddenly came to her senses. She hurriedly raised her head from his chest and spoke anxiously.

"He Yanyang! Are you okay?!"

He Yanyang grinned, affecting the half of his face that was hit by Chai Jing. He hissed in pain, but when he looked down and saw Lin Xi's face full of anxious worry, he subconsciously shook his head and said, "It's okay" while enduring the pain.