Huang Qiqi smiled and said half-jokingly: "You are really worthy of it. You can even meet a girl while learning fighting."

Hearing this, An Xun smiled and shook his head, then began to narrate: "I met her in an underground boxing ring."

"That year, I made up my mind to learn the most powerful fighting techniques."

"I've heard that those who fight in underground boxing rings are a group of people who value money over their lives, and their fists are very powerful."

"I went to the boxing ring for a week straight. There was a very good boxer who won every fight. I followed the example of the adults there and bet on him a few times. But in order not to reveal my identity, I stopped going there."

"I paid someone to look him up. His name is Aliang, and he's a labor camp inmate. After he was released from prison, he was introduced to a job as a porter for a freight company by a community member. He worked as a porter during the day and fought in underworld boxing at night to earn money."

"He has a younger sister named Yu'er, who is suffering from brain cancer. He works so hard to get treatment for his sister."

"After understanding his basic situation, I went to the freight company to find him."

As An Xun spoke, his memory went back to that time.

.........

An Xun, a junior high school student, was still wearing his school uniform and carrying his schoolbag. He looked up at the doorplate of the freight company and was thinking about how to get in.

I saw Aliang carrying about 10 bags of hemp leather bags, walking towards me step by step with heavy steps.

Aliang didn't even look at Anxun, he just carried the bag and walked away, Anxun gritted his teeth and followed him

Soon, Aliang threw the 10 bags in front of a large truck. Someone was loading the truck, so Aliang could take a breath.

A bald man next to the car was holding a notebook, as if he was writing something down. After he finished writing, he said to Aliang:

"Aliang, I know you need money, but don't work too hard. It's so hot, other people only have three or four bags, five at most, and you're taking 10 bags at once. Are you trying to save yourself?"

The bald man kindly reminded him, but Aliang just nodded and replied expressionlessly: "I know."

After saying that, he turned around and left, preparing to go back to the warehouse to carry out 10 more bags.

Seeing this, the bald man could only shake his head helplessly and muttered: "Oh! These days are so hard to endure."

When Aliang passed by Anxun again, he stopped, his eyes full of ferocity, and asked, "Why are you following me?"

An Xun has been watching A Liang fighting in the underground boxing ring for a while. Looking at the fierce A Liang on the stage, An Xun is a little afraid of him from the bottom of his heart.

But he didn't want to give Aliang the first impression of being a coward, so he swallowed his saliva, plucked up his courage, and said, "I'll give you money, and you teach me how to box."

Aliang stared at Anxun, not knowing what he was thinking. After a while, he turned around and left without saying anything.

An Xun naturally couldn't give up. He trotted over to catch up with A Liang and asked from behind, "How is it? Is it okay?"

Aliang didn't look back, but just said: "Study hard"

Although he didn't refuse directly, these four cold words already represented a rejection.

An Xun was stunned. He didn't want to give up, but if others didn't teach him, he couldn't do anything.

My mind raced with thoughts: "Doesn't he need the money? Why doesn't he agree?"

Aliang was not interested in guessing Anxun's purpose, so he quickly moved 10 more bags from the warehouse and walked towards the truck.

An Xun stood at the door of the warehouse and stared at A Liang, thinking to himself, "How about threatening him with his sister's illness?"

Although I know that Aliang's weakness is his sister, if I use his sister to threaten him, maybe Aliang will agree.

But Anxun felt that this method was too shameless.

Just as he was hesitating, a figure passed by him quickly.

An Xun looked in the direction of the figure and saw a tall and strong man kicking Aliang in the back.

An Xun immediately warned: "Be careful!"

Unfortunately, it was not very useful. Aliang was carrying 10 bags. Even if he knew someone was going to attack him, he would not be able to avoid it.

As expected, Aliang and the bag on his shoulder rolled away. At the same time, more than a dozen strong men with yellow and dark skin came out of the warehouse.

Everyone stared at Aliang rolling on the ground in silence. The man who had attacked him pointed at Aliang viciously and cursed, "Alpaca, I'm giving you face, aren't I?"

"I've disliked you for a long time. I lowered the price when you came here, and now you're still carrying me like a fool."

"You've already memorized everything, what are others supposed to memorize?"

"I told you not to recite it today, but you still haven't stopped. If you don't give us a way to survive, you won't live either!"

" he tui " after cursing, he spat on the ground

Aliang was carrying 10 heavy bags on his shoulders, which was very exhausting. Now he was kicked hard by the big man, and he felt a sharp pain in his waist.

He stood up with difficulty, clenched his fists, stared at the big man, and said, "Xiang Daqiang, you do your thing, I do mine, we don't interfere with each other, what right do you have to hit me?"

Xiang Daqiang raised the corner of his mouth and said with a forced smile, "Why do you hit me? I'm a lonely man. I have enough food and clothing for my whole family. I hit you, so I hit you! What can you do?"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions on the faces of the dozen or so people watching the excitement varied. Some still looked like they were enjoying the show, looking ahead with smugness, while others frowned, wanting to say something but holding back.

A skinny man with a yellow and black face took out a wrinkled cigarette from his pocket, walked to the stone block in front of An Xun, sat down, tapped the cigarette butt, and slowly lit it up.

An Xun looked at the calm, skinny man in front of him and asked, "Uncle, why did the old man hit the young one?"

The skinny man glanced at An Xun, smiled, and said, "Where did you come from, little brat? Why don't you go to school instead of chatting about adult gossip?"

An Xun rolled his eyes and said, "Hey, I'm here waiting for my dad."

The skinny man took a deep look at An Xun, sneered, and said, "Humph, you little liar, it seems you can't even concentrate on studying. You'd better come here and study as soon as possible!"

"Xiang Daqiang wanted to raise the wages, but the bosses didn't agree. So he persuaded some people to go on strike and force the bosses to compromise. But Aliang was in urgent need of money and worked desperately. The bosses saw that Aliang was hardworking and down-to-earth, so they gave him all the orders. Xiang Daqiang was jealous of him and couldn't help but cause trouble."

An Xun listened to the skinny man's words and roughly understood what happened. He said to himself, "It's true that there are always bullies wherever you go."

He chuckled and asked, "Uncle, how do you calculate the wages here?"

When the skinny man heard An Xun asking about the price, he laughed out loud: "You kid, do you really want to work here?"

An Xun nodded and said, "Isn't it possible?"

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