The sky was gloomy, and the low-lying dark clouds were rolling and tumbling under the blowing of the cold wind. Lightning flashed faintly between the thick clouds. The raindrops fell slowly, spreading dark water stains on the white ground.

Perhaps because of the weather, the playground was empty, with only a few students hanging around in the teaching building.

The damp wind swept across the ground fiercely, blowing in from the gaps between the buildings, blowing up Shen Kong's school uniform like a big blue and white bird with its wings spread.

Chen Kong opened the umbrella that the original owner had placed in his schoolbag and walked into the increasingly heavy rain.

This school should be built in an old urban area. The not-so-wide roads connected many spider-web-like alleys, extending in all directions into the distance. The shops outside the school seemed a little deserted because of the rain. The potholes on the road due to poor drainage soon formed small puddles of water. Raindrops as big as beans fell one after another, shattering the light and shadows reflected in the puddles.

Following the instructions, Chen Kong bypassed the winding alleys and walked slowly along the tortuous road.

However, just as he turned the corner of the low alley in front of him, his ears suddenly caught a strange noise coming from not far away through the rain curtain.

Chen Kong looked in the direction where the sound came from, and saw several figures standing in the dim shadow of the sky, surrounding a young boy in the narrow alley that twisted like a goat intestine.

The rain is getting heavier.

The raindrops hit the umbrella surface heavily, gathered into several thin streams along the ribs, and fell along the edge of the black umbrella. The strong wind brought the raindrops from all directions. Even though Chen Kong was holding an umbrella, he was already half wet, let alone those people.

A strange and solemn atmosphere spread deep in the alley. Through the dim light, Shen Kong recognized with his sharp eyes that the boy surrounded in the center was wearing the same school uniform as himself. He paused slightly as he was about to leave.

At the moment he paused, the boy in school uniform seemed to sense his gaze and looked in the direction of Shen Kong.

The thick layer of rain blurred his face, but his dark eyes pierced through the hazy mist and rain, with a sharp and cold texture, and hit Chen Kong's sight directly.

Shen Kong was startled. At this moment, a cold mechanical voice came to his ears: "Beep, the target person has been successfully detected: Han Li, the world trajectory is being transmitted——"

The familiar pain suddenly and violently exploded in his mind. Caught off guard, Chen Kong couldn't help but sway, and he stretched out his hand to hold on to the wall to avoid falling down.

Perhaps because the plot this time is more detailed, the pain of transmission is doubled.

He tightened his jaw slightly, accepting the impact of the huge amount of detailed data. The compressed information flow flashed before his eyes like a rapidly passing picture.

In the original plot, due to the downfall of his family and physical disability, Han Li lost his status as the heir of the Han family. With the tacit consent of the head of the Han family, he was sent by the current mistress to be raised in a branch of the Han family in a small city. The sudden change in his identity and physical disability made Han Li silent and introverted, and he became a closed person. However, since he was the distant younger brother of the Han family after all, although he was unintentionally kept away from by the students, he was still safe.

However, all this changed when Han Li was in his second year of high school.

The protagonist of this book, Ye Jinghuan, transferred to Han Li's class. He had a delicate face, a gentle and cheerful personality, and soon won the love of teachers and classmates. However, with his overflowing love, he showed extra care for the taciturn Han Li, who had a broken leg, and this aroused the dissatisfaction of many admirers. One of the suitors had some connections in the capital, and thus learned some secrets of the Han family. It turned out that Han Li was not a distant nephew of the Han family in the capital, but the former eldest son of the Han family who was driven to a small place because of his disability and loss of power. He was an abandoned child with no one to rely on and no one to care for him.

The malice that had been accumulated before erupted, and Han Li soon became the target of bullying and exclusion in the class.

At this critical moment, the old housekeeper who had been with Han Li since he left the Han family died accidentally in a car accident while trying to protect Han Li. This incident had a great impact on his character. Han Li became irritable, sinister, and extreme. During another routine bullying, he bit off the fingers of one of them and dug out the eyes of the leader.

In order to avoid a scandal, the Han family spent a lot of money to suppress the matter, and then sent Han Li abroad.

After accepting the plot, the system's mechanical voice sounded again: "You have been sent to Han Li's second turning point in life. Your temporary identity this time is: Classmate C"

Shen Kong couldn't help but feel a little dazed——

How come my temporary status makes me even less ranked?

He collected his thoughts and looked in the direction of Han Li. The other party had already withdrawn his gaze at this moment, and seemed to have no hope for his appearance. The heavy rain poured down, completely covering up the voices of those people. Even their figures seemed blurred under the rain, like silhouettes printed in a lake in a rainstorm.

Before Shen Kong could figure out what to do next, he saw the leader suddenly move.

Without any warning, he raised his foot and kicked Han Li's injured knee hard. As if in great pain, Han Li staggered and fell into the puddle. He looked miserable, but he didn't make a sound from beginning to end.

Chen Kong instantly became furious.

Damn, the kid’s leg that he had fought so hard for 38 hours to save was kicked and beaten by this little jerk? ? ?

He licked his canine teeth, his eyes flashing with a ferocious and cold light.

Zhang Meng had a malicious and provocative expression on his face. He looked down at Han Li, who was trembling and curled up at his feet, and laughed arrogantly and mockingly. The other people around him also laughed in agreement, with cold and timid lights flashing in their eyes. They attacked each other with rude insults:

"...You are still a little bit immature, you cripple..."

Before he finished speaking the last word, he felt something heavy whizzing towards him from behind, smashing into his back with tremendous force. The intense pain caused him to fall down, and he landed in the mud in a mess.

The other people who were standing around stared at the sudden change in the situation in front of them in amazement. It took them a long time to recognize the object that was thrown at them...

It’s actually a schoolbag?

Zhang Meng jumped up in anger, wiped the mud off his face with his hand, and looked in the direction where the object came from:

"Fuck! Who the hell is so bold as to hit me?!"

Through the pattering raindrops and the dim sky, a tall and thin figure slowly approached, holding the black umbrella handle with pale fingers, and the eyes under the umbrella were three points colder than the raindrops.

Shen Kong smiled, his voice lazy and casual: “Your grandfather.”

Enraged by the provocation in his voice, Zhang Meng's eyes turned red with anger. He raised his chin towards the younger brothers around him, and they rushed forward with steel pipes and wooden sticks in their hands. The dirty rainwater on the ground had no original color and was splashed with dark water by the heavy footsteps. The monotonous sound of rain in his ears was drowned out by the shouting and cursing.

It was as if Chen Kong had several pairs of eyes behind him. He was able to dodge the attacks from all directions by just leaning sideways, and then return the attacks twice at a tricky angle.

His move was truly vicious. His force was ruthless and clever, and almost every move hit the most painful part of the human body. But in a flash, those little brothers who rushed up whimpering and fell into the dirty water with tears in their eyes.

Seeing that things were not going well, Zhang Meng turned around and ran.

But before he could run a few steps, a folded umbrella flew from mid-air, and the hard handle of the umbrella hit him exactly where he had been hit before.

Zhang Meng screamed, stumbled forward, and fell into the mud again in a mess.

Chen Kong raised his hand and pushed his rain-soaked hair back, revealing his smooth forehead and deep facial features. His dark brown eyes flashed with pure aggression, and his originally gentle and handsome face took on a bit of evil that was hard to look at.

He walked towards Zhang Meng slowly and leisurely, his steps leisurely and relaxed, as if he was strolling in the garden.

Zhang Meng covered his chest and struggled to move in the opposite direction in panic, without any trace of arrogance or conceit on his face.

Chen Kong bent down, grabbed his collar, and gently lifted him up. Zhang Meng's face was pale, his lips were trembling, and he couldn't speak.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the rolling dark clouds had covered the entire sky, without a single ray of light. The street lights at the entrance of the alley were turned on, and the orange-yellow lights were hazy in the dense rain layer, and were divided and diffused on the countless flashing water surfaces. The whole alley seemed to be isolated from the world, like an independent space, lonely in a corner of the world.

Chen Kong turned his head and looked at Han Li who was standing beside him.

Compared to the last time they met, Han Li's facial features have grown. Although he still looks young, one can already glimpse his future cold and sharp facial contours. His pale, bloodless lips are pursed into cold lines, and his pair of dark eyes are fixedly staring at Chen Kong. There is silence and gloom in his eyes, as if he is thinking deeply about something.

Shen Kong asked, "Can you still stand up?"

Han Li paused and nodded slowly.

Shen Kong curled his lips indifferently and raised his chin towards the wooden stick that fell into the water: "Pick it up."

Han Li looked at him deeply, pursed his lips silently, then stood up with difficulty holding on to the wall, and picked up the stick according to Chen Kong's instructions.

"Come."

Shen Kong used his palm to force Zhang Meng to stand straighter, revealing a gentle and kind smile, but in Zhang Meng's eyes it was like a devil:

"——An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth."