This kid is a bit cheap

Chapter 1 Sea City



Chapter 1 Sea City

South Street is the most unremarkable street in Peicheng.Because of its inconspicuousness, the street has become a breeding ground for bacteria.

This afternoon, Jing Mo walked slowly down South Street with white tofu and a few spring onions.It takes half an hour to take a long detour from the gymnasium, but it only takes 10 minutes to cross South Street.The gym didn't care about dinner, so Jing Mo had no choice but to tighten his belt and cook by himself.

"Goo-"

His stomach growled again, Jing Mo was a little helpless.I don't know what's going on these days, more and more juniors are looking for him to learn from him in the gym. Although he is very happy when someone offers experience, but it consumes too much energy, it may not be so happy.He just ate second master's high-end snacks in the afternoon, and now he's hungry!

"Hello!" At this moment, a rough voice came from behind.

However, Jing Mo didn't hear it, his face was pale, rubbing his belly at this moment, resisting the hunger, and quickened his pace.

Behind him, the man with the scar turned ugly.He approached suddenly, grabbing Jing Mo's shoulder with his thick arm, "Brat, I'm calling you."

He was a full head taller than Jing Mo, and his arm, which was exposed outside the vest, was muscular, and it took at least eight parts of force to pull it.However, the tall and thin boy remained motionless.

After a while, Jing Mo, who was clamped by the man with the scar, turned his head, revealing a delicate face, frowning slightly, "Dude, did you call me?"

The boy had broken hair and his bangs were a little long.His brows are slender, the tails of his eyes are slightly raised, and his chin is raised when he speaks. His flamboyant appearance really doesn't match what he said.

Perhaps, this face was too different from the thin back just now, the man with the scar was stunned for a moment, and looked suspiciously at the palm he was holding, a little unbelievable.

Jing Mo glanced at the group of people calmly, and said with a smile: "Brother, can you put your hands down. I... feel uncomfortable." It's awkward to talk with your neck twisted, these people don't have the slightest sense of hospitality.

That's right, it's right to be uncomfortable, it's normal.The man with the scar didn't even realize that he obediently took his hand away.

But he didn't say anything, and the yellow hair next to him became angry, "Damn it, you little boy! You're courting death!"

Not to mention, Jing Mo's skin is fair, tall and thin, especially his facial features are not so handsome as they are delicate, they are indeed a piece of fresh meat.

As soon as these words came out, Jing Mo, who was still smiling just now, changed his face.He only heard a sound of "嗤", and he punched out with a left fist.

The man with the scar and the boys next to him were stunned.

I saw the yellow hair draw a beautiful parabola in the air, and landed on the garbage bag a few meters away.It turned out that the "buzzing" flies around the garbage dump suddenly dispersed.

"Hehe, little boy, right?" Jing Mo looked at the few people frozen behind him, and asked cheerfully.

"Fucking——" Huang Mao didn't finish his swear words, but Jing Mo kicked him, and the poor Huang Mao flew out again.This time his luck was not so good, he fell to the ground.

Jing Mo walked to his side slowly, and said condescendingly: "How does it feel to be hanged and beaten by a little boy?"

The yellow hair moved his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spewed out. Enduring the pain, he said meanly, "You fucking—"

"Pa——" Jing Mo slapped one, and the man's mouth quickly swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.Jing Mo narrowed his eyes and said, "My family is doing well, it's not your turn to worry about it."

In the end, Huang Mao rolled his eyes and passed out.

Jing Mo stood up, and said regretfully, "Hey, it's really boring." Subconsciously, he glanced at the tofu and green onions in his hand, then nodded, and walked towards the scarred man like a leisurely stroll.

The other followers subconsciously took a step back.

There was a smile on the corner of Jing Mo's mouth, as if the person who punched him away just now didn't exist, he put his hand on the shoulder of the man with the scar, and raised his chin, "Brother, you want to discuss with me Bar?"

In the hot summer, the man with the scar felt a cold sweat.

Jing Mo sighed, "It's a pity, I'm so hungry now that I have no energy left."

No energy? !The eyes of a row of servants were as big as copper bells.If you don't have the strength to beat people away, if you have the strength, you won't go to heaven!

"Another day." Jing Mo stared at the scarred man, who obviously had good-looking facial features, but smiled like a devil. He coughed lightly, as if he was thinking, "I'll give you a [-]% discount someday."

[-]% off?What [-]% off!

Just as he was wondering, Jing Mo stretched out his palm and spit out three words: "800 yuan." Those hands were well-articulated, white as jade, not like a Lianjiazi at all.

The man with the scar was stunned, what's the matter?

However, Jing Mo seemed to understand his thoughts, "Appointment fee, I don't think you are from a gymnasium, you are not from the same school, you must be interested." The young man smiled, obviously not good-looking , but the words spoken are quite different.

The man with the scar seemed to be stunned.He paused for a while before he came back to his senses, but he was also sensible, knowing that he had kicked the iron plate today, so he hurriedly greeted his younger brother, "Why are you standing there, hurry up and pay!"

Dice the tofu, chop the ginger and spring onion.Add oil, stir-fry the watercress and tempeh, pour the blended chili oil and water to taste, add tofu and boil.Sprinkle chopped scallions at the end.Jing Mo ate three big bowls of this braised tofu.Only then did he burp in satisfaction.

On the dining table with the missing corner was a stack of small change: one hundred, fifty; more ten, five.

Jing Mo counted, and it was 800 yuan in total, not too much, not too little.He put it in his pocket, and thought desperately: It's not easy being a gangster.

Today is his 17th birthday, so consider it a birthday present for yourself.

The wooden bed creaked when lying on it, Jing Mo put his hands behind his head, staring at the ceiling with his dark eyes as if they were shining.

After today, that cheap old man started looking for him.

In his previous life, during the summer vacation when he was 17, he entered the Jing family and changed the trajectory of his life.

In this life, he didn't want to be muddled and arranged for others to live.I also don't want my financial power to be in the hands of others, even if that person is my own blood.What's more, I don't want to give everything heartlessly for a person without asking for anything in return, and finally willingly block bullets for him.

Ahhh!Thinking of this, Jing Mo felt chest tightness in the dark night.He turned over and touched his chest subconsciously, where he seemed to still feel the unforgettable pain.

It has been two years since he was reborn, every night in the dead of night, Jing Mo was licking that wound.In his previous life, it was all his own wishful thinking after all.

A straight man with a prominent background, superior ability and even good looks is attracted by countless women every day. Why should he let go of everything he has acquired, endure the criticism of the world, and accept a man who is submissive.Haha, even if you think about it, you know it's impossible.

Only he himself is unwilling to see such a simple truth.I have been painting the ground as a prison all my life, restraining myself and restraining others.

At the dying moment of his life, Jing Mo could see the panic-stricken appearance of the rock-hearted man, and Jing Mo comforted himself, that must be the evidence that the man had moved his heart.right.

But ah.In this life, he only wants to live for himself.

Early the next morning, Jing Mo packed his luggage.To say goodbye to several masters.

He has always been a decisive character who will do what he says, has strong execution ability, and is also single-minded in doing things.Otherwise, in the previous life, I wouldn't love someone foolishly and not move away.

Thanks to his tenacity and concentration, Jing Mo was able to rise rapidly in the gymnasium in just two years, and became a big brother at least.And the few masters cherished their talents and turned a blind eye to his small business in private.Who asked Jing Mo to do small tricks behind his back, but his mouth was sweet.Otherwise, it depends on how Jing Mo, a child without a father and no mother, can make a living.

Jing Mo kowtowed three times to Master and Uncle.A teacher for a day and a father for the rest of his life, these masters are his benefactors in this life.Not only taught him self-defense skills, but also gave him a harbor where he can dock.The gymnasium is like his home.Let him find the direction at the beginning of his rebirth, so that he will not be confused.

"You've made up your mind... Hey, go." There were three people sitting in the lobby, and the middle one was a thin old man, short in stature, only 1.6 meters tall, but he was Jing Mo's master.He is kind-hearted and has a loud voice.He spoke, and the other two naturally nodded.

When he was about to go out, the third uncle slipped him a note, "Jing Mo, call this number when you arrive. Tell me your name."

Jing Mo was also polite, stuffed it into his pocket, and looked back at the two masters in the lobby.

"Hey, let's go, let's go. It's time to go." The thin old man put his hands behind his back, as if talking to himself.

Jing Mo had a sore nose, and left without looking back.

On the side, the fat old man, the only one among the three who didn't speak, stroked his beard and said melancholy, "Bastard, who will take care of my pastries in the future."

His voice was somewhat lonely, scattered in the hot summer wind.

When Jing Mo arrived in Haishi, it was still one o'clock in the morning.The green leather train made many twists and turns, and the three-hour high-speed journey had to be driven for eight hours, which made him feel sore all over.After yawning, Jing Mo found an Internet cafe and opened a box.Double sofa, soft, closed space, with air conditioning.It's just a good night's sleep. It's actually much better than the dirty and messy hotels near the train station. The point is that it's cheap, only ten yuan a night.

It's just noisy.

When Jing Mo woke up for the third time, he got up resignedly.Squinting his eyes and looking at the two middle school students who were angrily pounding on the keyboard not far away, resisting the urge to beat him up, Jing Mo walked to the front desk, took out the note from the third uncle, and asked, "Baoshan eighth?" No. 249 all the way...do you know where to go?"

The little brother was very impatient at first, but Jing Mo passed a cigarette with discernment, the little brother glanced slowly, and asked suspiciously, "Isn't this Jingtai Hotel?"

"Jingtai?" Jing Mo was taken aback.

The man thought he had never heard of it, and explained: "You are from out of town, but Jingtai is the most famous hotel chain in Haishi..."

I don't know shit!You weren't even an embryo when I knew it.

"Thank you." Although Jing Mo was in a bad mood for a while, he still smiled. After all, he didn't take his anger out on the stranger. After thanking him, he turned and left.

The little brother scratched his head inexplicably, as if he hadn't told him how to get there yet.But he didn't care, he just kindly reminded, "Handsome guy, the subway hasn't opened yet!"

Jing Mo stood at the door, turned around and said with a smile, "I know, I'll run over."

The little brother also laughed, "The handsome guy can really joke, it takes half an hour to go there by subway."

Unfortunately, there was no one at the door.

Jing Mo really needs to run.

Although many people say that the air is actually bad for morning jogging, Jing Mo is used to it.Especially since his rebirth, he cherishes his life very much, and exercising his body is the most important thing.

What's more, it's only five o'clock, waiting for the subway?That is a waste of life.It is contrary to Jing Mo's life-saving aesthetics.

Well, those are not the point.

The point is, Jingtai?Damn, what a coincidence.

Isn't it a coincidence that his cheap father by blood is called this name?

As soon as he came to Haishi, he won the jackpot.Jing Mo felt that he needed to run ten kilometers to calm down.

So he ran away, unhurriedly, and admired the sea market that was completely different from his memory along the way.

When approaching the hotel, Jing Mo slowed down.It was already six o'clock at this time, private cars in the big cities began to pour out, and office workers who caught the early bus also went out.Jing Mo took a steady breath, found a phone booth next to a park, dialed the number given by the third uncle, and explained to the other party the purpose of his visit.

"In half an hour, you wait for me in the lobby." The man's voice was steady and slow, and he should be a man with extreme self-control.

The towering Jingtai Hotel was right in front of him, and Jing Mo was in a daze for a moment.Going around, he actually took the initiative to send it under the nose of Lao Tzu.He didn't expect that the person recommended by the third uncle would actually work here, which has nothing to do with the gymnasium.

"Hey! The surname Meng, you stop for my old lady!"

With a "bang", a disheveled man escaped from the side door of the hotel and bumped into Jing Mo's sturdy body.Jing Mo met the man face to face, both of them were taken aback.

The man has curly hair and handsome features, which can be considered suave and suave.But at this very moment with her upper body on, the bruises and ambiguities on her skin are clearly revealed.

Jing Mo stared at the familiar face for a while, before realizing that it was impolite to stare like this, so he turned his head away.

The man didn't pay attention, he turned around and closed the door, and he breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that it was all right.Legs bent, panting against the wall.

After a while, the other party seemed to have slowed down.He lowered his head and realized that the idiot hat hadn't left yet, so he raised his head and scolded viciously: "What are you looking at, I've never seen such a handsome man! Get out!"

hehe.For some reason, Jing Mo laughed.

Meng Yang!He really had a deep memory of this face.In his previous life, this person relied on being the son of an entertainment company, eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, arrogant and domineering, even though he was playing music every day, he still looked down on Jing Mo for sticking to Jiang Hao.Damn it, at least he, Jing Mo, only loves one from beginning to end, unlike Meng Yang, who sows seeds everywhere and can't control his waistband.

"Hey! What kind of eyes do you have?" Probably Jing Mo's eyes were too sharp, and Meng Yang became furious.

"I'm an employee here." Jing Mo answered irrelevantly, and continued.

"What! Hey!" Meng Yang laughed contemptuously, he didn't pay attention to a migrant worker at all, "I advise you to do what you should do. Didn't you see that young master is resting here."

"Of course you can rest." Jing Mo squatted down suddenly, showing his gleaming white teeth, "But you just damaged public property, according to the regulations, you have to bear full responsibility, I can't just ignore it."

Even if he was talking nonsense in a serious manner, Jing Moshi still smiled, looking friendly.

Meng Yang raised his head all of a sudden, staring at Jing Mo as if looking at an alien.After a while, he jumped up and grinned, seemingly annoyed, "Where the hell did you see that I damaged public property?"

Jing Mo squinted his eyes, looked at the door, put down the package in his hand, leaned over, and inspected it carefully.

The door is definitely not broken.However, as soon as Jing Mo touched it, for some reason, there was only a crisp sound of "creaking". The door seemed to be swung vigorously with a hammer, spreading from one point to all directions, and the broken one was called a door. Be artistic and creative.

Fuck, that's a red rosewood door, it's thick.Although it is made of wood, the painful feeling from hitting it just now has not disappeared. Meng Yang looked at the mess on the ground and was a little dazed.

Glancing at the boy's thin body, Meng Yang thought in a daze, could it be that he had too much impact just now...?

"This door is imported from Africa. For your unintentional sake, I'll give you a [-]% discount. Buy it now, [-]."

"Twenty thousand?!"!Meng Yang was a little resentful at first, but now his eyes were round, and he looked at Jing Mo like an idiot.

Paralysis, [-] per door!Two thousand is too much for a piece of junk that breaks in just one hit!

Meng Yang figured it out, the country bumpkin in front of him was looking for him!

"What are you looking at? Look at the Lion's Roar in the River East and it's about to come after you!" Jing Mo pointed out.

Also threatened!Meng Yang's face turned green, he strangled Jing Mo's neck, and said viciously, "Are you looking for a beating!"

Jing Mo shrank his neck, looking scared to pee, but hooked his lips, and shouted in his heart: Hurry up, hurry up, do it!After passing this village, there is no such shop.

But the master said that you can't beat someone with force, you can only use self-defense.

"Meng Yang? What are you doing?"

Just when the atmosphere was about to explode, a deep and thick male voice interrupted the two of them.

this voice? !Both of them, who were ready to go, froze.

I saw that the person who came was wearing a baseball cap, and the expression on his face was hidden in the shadows, making it impossible to see clearly.The baggy jeans on him made his legs look slender.

The man walked extremely slowly, but step by step, like an elegant cat, or like a leopard strolling in the courtyard, showing muscles and strength all over his body.People can't help but stop their eyes on him.

Meng Yang felt bitter for a while.

Jing Mo was also bitter: Oh, the cooked duck is about to fly!

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