Chapter 1: Become a teacher? Are you kidding me?!
The night scene of Shanghai is still very beautiful. But who can know the rot hidden under this beauty? The so-called "city that never sleeps" Shanghai, its beautiful appearance, crazy, decadent, and unbridled, are all going on without concealment. It's said that Shanghai is a paradise for the rich and a hell for the poor. At this time, in a residential area known as "unique commoner's den" by the nouveau riche, a man with a messy beard and long hair that seemed to have not been washed for a long time, all tangled up, holding a beer bottle, wearing slippers, a large pair of underwear, and a sleeveless vest, stumbled out.
All he saw was this person belching, slowly raising his head, and muttering to himself:
"This four-yearly dog fart bird meeting is about to start again, these little rabbits are going to be busy..."
Go forward, go forward, many heroes of the nation! The responsibility of warriors is heavy! A ringtone that sounds like an old man's teeth falling out comes from his big headscarf, he impatiently answers the phone and scolds:
"Damn it, don't you have any shame? How many times have I told you?! Don't call me for no reason, didn't you hear?! You wait, I'm going to go smash all the glass at your house now!..."
On the other end of the phone, a flattering voice came on: "Fei Ge, don't get angry first, I really have something to ask you, otherwise, even if you lent me a few guts, I wouldn't dare bother you..."
If there were some influential people from the underworld standing here, seeing this unkempt man, they would definitely exclaim in surprise. In the past, Shanghai's dark forces' legend - Ling Fei, relying on his own strength, single-handedly challenged the golden fighters under the three major giants of Shanghai's dark forces, two died and one was injured, while he carried a wine bottle, leisurely leaving...
No one knew the process of that fight, because it was a shame for the three giants. However, Ling Fei's name spread throughout the land. Although he didn't have any power, no one dared to underestimate him. The man who called him wasn't an ordinary person either. Almost all the drugs in Shanghai were in his hands. Night Wolf Gang leader, Zheng Dong...
Ling Fei endured his temper and said: "I'll give you ten seconds, hurry up and fart, otherwise all the glass in your house will disappear."
Zheng Dong knew the old man's temper and quickly sped up his speech: "Fei Ge, it's like this, the 'Black Conference' that happens once every four years is about to begin, I think there will definitely be many people who want to overthrow the three big giants who will throw an olive branch at you..." "Stop! Stop!" Ling Fei roughly interrupted Zheng Dong's words. Zheng Dong didn't dare say more and smiled obsequiously into the phone: "You speak, you speak." Ling Fei hung up the phone without hesitation and turned it off.
Muttering: "Mom's little rabbit, still wants to pull me down, I'm not that stupid..."
Ling Fei took a swig of wine, tossed away the empty bottle in his hand, and the bottle drew a perfect arc in mid-air before shattering on the ground with a loud crash. The sound was especially jarring in this quiet neighborhood. Ling Fei stuffed his hands into his pockets and strode off towards the distance...
Shanghai has a street called "Three No Care", this street is very dirty and chaotic, even the police don't want to stay for long when driving by. In the center of Three No Care Street, there is a disco called "Fengxiang".
Men and women of all colors were twisting their bodies to the explosive music, in dark corners everywhere, young people with extremely excited nerves were shaking their hands hard. In this scene, a very discordant figure appeared, a girl dressed simply, looking very pure, staring blankly at the people around her who were venting their depression due to pressure in reality.
A blond-haired rascal with a lewd expression walked over, holding a can of beer, and said with a strange smile: "Little sister? Want to have some fun with brother?..." The girl was clearly facing this situation for the first time, looked somewhat panicked, and hastily shook her head: "No, I'm here looking for someone."
That rascal saw that the girl seemed to have no backing, and he thought to himself: "How can I let her off?" He quietly blocked the girl's way back, and with a lustful smile said: "Little sister don't be afraid, big brother is not a bad person, how about I accompany you to find your friend together?"
As he spoke, the little rascal stretched out his hand to caress the girl's cheek. Suddenly, a hand silently landed on the little rascal's hand, causing him pain. The beer in his other hand fell to the ground.
The little rascal was shocked and tried hard to pull his hand back, but found that this hand was like a iron clip, no matter how he pulled, he couldn't pull it back.
The rascal looked at the owner of this hand, a bearded man with long hair that was messy like weeds. For some reason, he didn't dare to look directly into the man's eyes hidden under his hair, which seemed like the eyes of a hungry wolf. Exuding an overbearing cold light, as if ready to pounce and bite his throat at any moment.
The legs of the scoundrel were trembling slightly, but he had to force himself to say: "What are you? How dare you disturb my grandfather's good deeds?"
This man was Ling Fei, who had come to buy a few cases of beer to take back with him. He hadn't expected to run into something like this. Originally, Ling Fei didn't want to get involved, but the girl's pitiful eyes made him recall some unpleasant memories.
Here is the translation:
And then there's this scene now, Ling Fei still has that "you're arrogant, I'm more arrogant than you, you're evil, I'm more evil than you" tone.
"Little rabbit, when did I call myself your grandfather? Don't you want your family's glass anymore?"
I don't know if he has a deep hatred for glass, but every time he opens his mouth, he wants to smash people's glass. That little rascal was startled by Ling Fei's loud shout, but somehow found the courage to pull out a * from behind his waist.
"Ah, I..." he said, and then suddenly stabbed forward at Ling Fei's chest. But to his surprise, Ling Fei didn't seem to have suffered any injury, while the little rascal let out a pained hum and flew straight out for five or six meters. Ling Fei lightly put down his foot, as if he had just done something insignificant, but the trembling girl could hear it clearly - the crisp sound of bones breaking when the little rascal flew out, even clearer than the energetic music in her ears.
The little rascal fell heavily to the ground, clutching his thigh and wailing. The girl looked at the little rascal's thigh, which was already twisted beyond recognition, with white bones protruding through his pants. But in her heart, she thought: "From this angle, kicking him on the thigh shouldn't have made him fly out straight... how strange..."
It's really hard for her, at this time she still has the mind to think wildly, but Ling Fei doesn't care what she thinks, he only cares about that little rabbit who called himself "grandpa" in front of him. Ling Fei took off his slippers and looked around at the shocked guests, scolding: "Look at your mom's crotch! Haven't you seen a handsome guy fight before? Go home and watch your mom give birth!"
Those guests, seeing Ling Fei's demeanor, couldn't help but feel intimidated and immediately retreated. Only then did they see Ling Fei sitting majestically on the young punk's body, shaking his hand holding the slippers, looking at the young punk who was wailing beneath him. The slippers in his hand flew swiftly across the young punk's face, the slapping sounds echoing incessantly. Ling Fei grew more and more into the rhythm of beating until he had beaten the young punk to a pulp before stopping. Looking at the bloodstains on the slippers, he used the young punk's so-called postmodern non-mainstream clothing to wipe them clean before putting them back on his feet.
He slowly stood up, the music had stopped at some point, and the scene was very quiet. The only sound was the slapping of Ling Fei's inferior slippers on the ground. Even the security guard was stunned by Ling Fei's vicious move and stood there silently...
Ling Fei looked around at the crowd watching the commotion, snapped his fingers and suddenly didn't have the ferocity from earlier: "OK, OK, what are you all doing here? Don't you need to go to work? Don't you need to go home and accompany your wives and kids? Get lost!..."
The last sentence was shouted out by Ling Fei, and the people around him immediately dispersed. The three security guards saw that the situation was not in their favor and were about to turn and run away when Ling Fei said casually, "Hey, you two, don't look anymore, I'm talking about those three security guards..."
The security guard couldn't help but slowly turn his head, awkwardly smiling. To their surprise, Ling Fei didn't make things difficult for them and calmly said: "Go get me two cases of beer, Qingdao's will do. Then... you guys carry this little brat out..."
The security guards didn't dare to slack off and quickly ran to bring two boxes of Qingdao beer. Ling Fei picked one up with one hand, looking at the dazed girl: "Follow me..." The girl nodded blankly and followed Ling Fei out of the bar, while several security guards smiled wryly as they called the boss, then quickly dialed 120...
Ling Fei carried two boxes of beer, walked out of the bar, hailed a taxi, first put the two boxes of beer in, then looked back at the girl and said lightly: "Get in..."
After finishing speaking, Ling Fei opened the car door and sat in the back seat. The girl was obviously a little afraid of Ling Fei, but after hesitating for a moment, she finally opened the car door and sat in the front passenger seat.
The atmosphere in the car was very awkward, and even the driver who usually relied on his mouth to chat with passengers was surprisingly silent. Soon, the car stopped outside the apartment complex, Ling Fei jumped out, pulled out two boxes of beer, and looked at the girl who was apparently struggling psychologically, frowning impatiently.
"Are you going or not? If not, I'll leave you here."
The girl was taken aback, hastily got off the car, and Ling Fei handed the driver a ten-dollar bill, saying generously: "Don't look for change, the rest is your tip..." With that, Ling Fei took the girl into the apartment complex.
The driver held the 10 yuan in his hand and looked at the 13 yuan displayed on the meter, sighing: "Thanks, buddy..."
Ling Fei returned to the apartment, kicking open the slightly ajar door, and casually threw two cases of beer on the floor. The girl looked at the room, which was like a pigsty, and stuttered: "You... don't you ever clean your room?" Ling Fei kicked away a pair of pants with one foot, and cleaned up the coffee table in the living room, which was filled with cigarette ash and butts, clearly feeling somewhat embarrassed.
The old man's face turned red as he looked at the girl: "Sit down, please..." The girl looked around at this house that was like a pile of garbage and really couldn't think of where to sit.
Suddenly, the girl seemed to have made up her mind: "That... that... I..." Ling Fei sat on the sofa filled with smelly socks and let out a yawn: "If you don't speak, can I take a nap first?..."
The girl finally blushed and said: "I... can I ask you to come to our school as a teacher?" Ling Fei burst out laughing: "Good... eh? What! Be a teacher? Are you kidding me?..."
