In a dance studio in the school, Leng Sa danced with the music in a red dress. In order to make the Flowers of the School of Literature become famous at the school celebration, the girls of the School of Literature unswervingly brought out the strongest lineup. The music family was born in a musical family and arranged the songs, and the dancers asked their mother to help choreograph the songs. The masters of the instruments played them themselves. Those who could do nothing like Bai Xi could only wave flags and shout at the side.

All the classmates worked so hard, Leng Sa naturally felt embarrassed to do it perfunctorily.

Fortunately, she did not disappoint the eager expectations of her classmates. She has been practicing. She is still young and has some dance foundations in her previous life. The dance she crafted is a little more attentive and cannot be perfect at least completed successfully. A beautiful posture ended the dance, and the music in the dance studio stopped. After a quiet moment, a sudden burst of applause suddenly burst out.

"Sa Sa, you are so awesome!" Bai Xi rushed over and hugged Leng Sa and rubbed it, and did not forget to pinch her slender waist. "The waist is so thin and soft." She couldn't do it anymore. It was too much meat to dance and it was not good to look good at all.

Leng Sa calmly patted his little paws eating his tofu, and the others followed him. The girl in charge of the choreography smiled and gave a thumbs up, "That's great! My mother would be very happy if she saw you!" Leng Sa was a little helpless, "I'm just fooling a layman these two moves, how dare I compare with Teacher Gong?"

"It's because you are an amateur, that's why you're awesome. We haven't practiced for half a month in total." The girl sighed, "My mother always says I'm dull. Seeing you, I really feel like I'm dull."

"How could it be? Senior Sister Chen is the light of our Literature Academy. If you hadn't given this position to me, how could I take the lead in the dance?" Leng Sa told the truth.

The girl smiled and said, "What's the point of leading a dance? As long as you can win the business school on behalf of us, everything is easy to say! Then, my cousin who is above the top will know that even if I, Chen Jing, cannot dance, can make her into a scum!" Chen Jing is a third-grade student, and her cousin Chen Yue, who happened to be in trouble with her, is a fourth-grade student in the business school and a good friend of Zheng Ying.

In fact, Chen Jing is not bad at dancing, but she was injured when she was a child, and she was always a little worse than Chen Yue. Her mother hopes that she can have a disciple to inherit her legacy, so she is very good at this cousin with good talent, so Chen Jing naturally can't be happy.

Since Xiao Yiran took Xiao Haoran away from Yongcheng, Fu Yucheng seemed to remember that what she wanted to do now is not to continue to embarrass her eyes in a high-profile manner, but to be quieter so that people can forget his scandal as soon as possible. So Leng Sa's life has also changed back to its original quietness, but her popularity and attention at school has increased a lot, which has made Leng Sa, who always likes to be vague, feel a little uncomfortable.

It was late April in a blink of an eye, and the second wife of Leng Er and the second wife were preparing for the marriage, so she continued her student life with peace of mind.

Everyone came out of the dance studio and it was already past six o'clock in the afternoon. They said goodbye and went home in a hurry. Leng Sa watched Bai Xi get into the Bai family to pick her up. She was about to go home and turned around but saw a few figures passing by the corner of the street opposite.

Leng Sa frowned slightly, thought about it but turned around and followed him.

Followed all the way to the slums in the northwest corner of Yongcheng.

Behind the glamor of every big city are these shadows that ordinary people cannot see.

This is the case in this slum area in the northwest corner. Compared to the prosperous and luxurious and indulgent south of the city, this place and the outside seem to be two different worlds.

There are no tall buildings, nor antique pavilions and courtyards here, only narrow alleys and dilapidated, short, dark and dilapidated houses. Several families squeezed into a small courtyard the size of a palm, and it was common for a family of five or six to squeeze in a room.

This is also the favorite hiding place for all kinds of wanted criminals and criminals.

Because the people here come and go and make a living all day long, no one has the time to pay attention to who the people around them are.

The sky was already dark, and the faint eyes in the dark alley fell on Leng Sa as if he had bad intentions.

"Get out!" Leng Sa turned around and glanced at the darkness, and shot a dart in his hand. He brushed through the corner of the wall and shot into the darkness. Someone quietly shrank back in the darkness.

Leng Sa sneered and continued to walk forward. This time, his eyes were much less when he stared at her.

In a narrow and dark courtyard, a flame as big as a bean in a kerosene lamp hanging under the eaves is the only light in this courtyard.

The young man with a few black and blue face stared at the middle-aged man standing under the steps with a sinister expression, "Let her go!"

Behind the man there were two ordinary young people, and a girl in a middle school uniform lay on the ground beside them.

The middle-aged man described his thinness as he looked more sallow under the dim firelight. There was a black mole the size of a fingernail on his left face, which destroyed the supposedly flat appearance.

The middle-aged man smiled, "Does the Fifth Young Master want a hero to save the beauty?"

The boy gritted his teeth, "I said, let her go!"

The middle-aged man touched his chin and thought, stretched out his thumb and index finger toward the boy and rubbed it, "It's okay to let her go, but we have to eat too. Why not... the fifth young master helps us a little?"

"How much do you want?"

"Five thousand!" said the man.

The boy didn't say anything for a while, and after a while, he spit out a few words, "I don't!"

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes slightly, "The fifth young master of the Fu family can't even get the 5,000 yuan? Why don't I go and ask Miss Six for it?"

A ruthless fire flashed in the boy's eyes, and he stared at the middle-aged man steadily, "If you dare to appear in front of her, I will kill you!"

Even when the middle-aged man was old, he was shocked by the ruthless gaze of the boy.

I couldn't help but take a step back before laughing, "The Fifth Master is so cruel. Why don't you say... I am also your and Miss Six's uncle."

"Shut up!"

The middle-aged man did not shut up, and the two men standing behind the boy took a step forward in case the boy suddenly attacked.

"Fifth Young Master, if you want to blame, you blame your cruel mother. She was a child for Governor Fu at the Fu family, but she ignored the Lin family. She also made me get swampy and had no money... If my uncle can't survive, he might have to take your mother to die. You said... If Governor Fu knew his third concubine..."

"Shut up! Shut up!" The young man said angrily, and took a step forward to pounce on the man. The two men behind him immediately stepped forward and grabbed him left and right. Seeing that he refused to calm down, he simply punched him in the abdomen. The young man groaned and immediately fell to the ground with a arched waist and fell to the ground.

The middle-aged man stepped forward and kicked the boy in the face, "Nephew, I will teach you today, and meddle in other people's business... I will suffer."

"brute!"

The middle-aged man sneered, "It seems like you are in life. Do you think... what good thing is your mother? Teach this kid a lesson!"

"Boss, will he say it out? Or..."

The middle-aged man glanced at the person who was talking, "He is the fifth young master of the Fu family. What do you think? Don't worry, he dare not."

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"Bang bang bang." Three rhythmic knocks came from outside the door, and the people in the yard immediately became alert, "Who?"

"Check the little devil home." A crisp female voice rang at the door.
Chapter completed!