The First Volume County Town Chapter 4 The Flickering Golden Light on His Finger

  Yi Tianxings walked silently, his head down, slowly walking away, muttering to himself in his heart: "Just now there was a can of Yili at my feet, this is good, later when I go back I don't know how long it will take to find another one."

  But things didn't end there.

  The farm vehicle that was used to transport the stolen goods couldn't be started and wouldn't move, leaving several young thugs stunned. They looked at the hundreds of kilograms of aluminum ingots, then at the useless broken-down car, scratching their heads in deliberation for half a day. In the end, they saw one of the thugs covering his nose as he walked towards the crowd rummaging through the trash heap.

  "Hey, you few rascals follow me, it'll be good for you."

  The crowd of onlookers saw the thug with a scarred face and were stunned. One middle-aged farmer, who was bolder than the others, asked with a forced smile: "Big brother, what's going on?"

  "Oh, I want several husbands."

  The crowd of onlookers glanced at the agricultural vehicle parked by the side of the muddy road and immediately understood what was going on, with some timid ones hastily waving their hands.

  The thug scowled and bellowed, "What are you afraid of? I'm asking for your help to lift it. I'll pay you, won't I? Get out of my way, or I'll beat you all to death!" As he spoke, the thug unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a machete tucked into his waistband.

  Everyone saw that the vagrant was furious, so they didn't dare to say more and followed him down the mountain with a thud. Only Yitianxing smiled and said: "Brother, I'm in a hurry to go back and have something to do, can you let me go first?"

  That rascal looked him up and down, suddenly burst out laughing: "You young fellow look quite clean, how come you learn to rummage through trash like a beggar?"

  "Let's just eat." Yi Tianxing said quietly.

  The hooligan scowled, perhaps disgusted by the young man's neither servile nor overbearing attitude, and suddenly cursed: "I'm also trying to make a living, why don't you follow me?"

  Yitian Xing was rummaging through the trash, who would have thought that this would also lead to trouble with others. From a young age to now, over ten years of time, he had always been very honest and well-behaved on the surface, never having conflicts with others. Seeing his opponent's fierce expression, he thought for a long time in his heart, originally thinking that according to usual, it would be fine to just go along with it, even if it meant being taken to the police station. He was just a trash collector, and didn't believe that the police station would let him have a few days of free meals... But... but he really had something very important to do tonight.

  Yi Tianxing, who had been honest for 15 years, finally cautiously expressed his opposition.

  That rascal didn't say a word and slapped him in the face as soon as he came up.

  A loud "crack".

  Yitian Xing smiled at the rogue, without a single blush on his cheeks.

  That rascal looked at his own palm in surprise, feeling a burning pain on the edge of his palm, and then looking at Yi Tianxing like nothing was wrong with him, he couldn't help but feel a little panicked, thinking that something was fishy.

  But the hoodlums in a small county town are very different from those in a big city. There are too few people in a small county town, and everyone knows who the hoodlums are. If they ever show weakness, it will spread like wildfire within half a day. Therefore, the hoodlums in a small county town are often more ruthless and less afraid of death than those in big cities... So that hoodlum took a step forward with his left foot, raised his right palm high, and slapped the smiling face of that detestable young man with all his might.

  Another "bang" sound.

  Yì Tiān Xíng was still carrying a bamboo basket on his back, holding a long bamboo clip, smiling at him, and the grass hat on his head didn't move a single thread.

  Instead, the rascal was clutching his right palm with his left hand, his face pale and blue, gasping for air, slowly falling to the ground, looking like he was in so much pain that he couldn't even cry out.

  He didn't see how Yi Tian Xing moved, but the next moment, he saw that he had already supported the thug who was about to fall, and smiled: "Brother, hold on tight, don't sit on this pile of garbage, or your brand new pants will get dirty."

  He then whispered in the hooligan's ear: "Brother, your second phalange of your ring finger is fractured, go to the hospital tomorrow and have it checked."

  Yi Tianxing was after all a student, and didn't know the shamelessness of a thug's actions. Just as he was supporting the thug with his left arm, he didn't notice that the thug's left hand had quietly pulled out a cleaver from his bosom.

  A flash of knife light!

  Only a bright and shiny chopping knife was chopping at Yitian's neck, what was shocking was that the blade as sharp as snow didn't chop into his neck!

  Only that rascal saw clearly, and between his extremely sharp knife edge and the neck of this young man in front of him was just a finger.

  A finger emitting a faint golden light.

  No one knew how Yitian Xing reacted in such a short time, and how he managed to put his fingers in front of the knife. What's even more incredible is that his fingers were made of what material? Even knives couldn't cut through them?

  At this time, the one who had this question in his mind was naturally that thug holding a machete and staring blankly. However, at this moment, he was too confused and terrified to have any idea what was happening, only feeling extremely frightened, with an inexplicable look on his face, and subconsciously stabbing again with the knife...

  Yi Tianxing saw that he was still in motion, dodging the incoming knife with a sidestep, and his movements were so swift that they couldn't be seen. His hand landed on the thug's wrist, which was holding the knife, and with a light "ka" sound, he dislocated the thug's joint. The thug's wrist then hung down limply like a soft rice cake.

  The rascal was in so much pain and fear that he forgot to cry out for help, his face filled with shock and incredulity as he slowly sat down on the filthy garbage mountain.

  Yitian glanced at him with a hint of disgust, looking at the trendy fat pants and the dirty paper towel wiping his back, tightly tied to the backpack behind him, trudging down the mountain in those tattered sneakers.

  ……………………………

  Back home, in the wooden partitioned room outside, Yi Tianxing took off his full set of "work clothes" that reeked of stench, and took a refreshing bath with the large barrel of water he had saved from daytime. The smooth soap slid all over the boy's well-proportioned body.

  After finishing his lunch, he took out the dried pepper bitter melon threads that he had stir-fried at noon, scooped a large spoonful over the plain white rice from the school cafeteria, turned on the 14-inch black and white TV, half-squatting on the only broken rattan chair in the house, and watched with relish the rerun of an old TV series.

  "Radish arms and white radish legs..."

  Tonight is the finale of Kant's First Bodyguard. At such an important moment, how can it be disrupted by a small thief who steals aluminum ingots?

  Yitian leaned halfway against the chair and looked at his small home.

  "Home is where the heart is" was his first idiom, but he thought with a hint of pride that nowadays this home under his careful management wasn't too bad either?…… His eyes were sharper than others, his hands faster than others, and when he really ran, even Lewis might not be able to keep up with him…… And so high school student Yi Tianxing became the top trash collector in the small county town with a rather proud attitude.

  The wicker chair was thrown away by the deputy director of the county court, and the bed was unused by a family in Sifangyuan who married their daughter. Ah, the TV set came even more arduously, when he and three others simultaneously discovered a corner of this treasure in the garbage mountain, everyone simultaneously rushed towards this treasure with the most astonishing speed of their lives, while honest as Yi Tianxing, naturally wouldn't show off his Lewis-like speed on the garbage mountain full of broken glass and rotten household items, so he just ran along, secretly using extremely accurate force to kick things he passed by towards his competitors.

  The final outcome was: Yi Tianxing got the long-awaited TV, although it took him three days to repair it afterwards. His several poor competitors respectively got: a half slipper on their face, a stone on their chest, and a sanitary napkin in their mouth...

  This... is Yi Tian Xing's happy life.