Chapter 42
Beep, beep—
"I'm asking you, do you know how to drive? If you suddenly brake, aren't you afraid of being rear-ended by the car behind you?" The driver leaned half of his body out of the window and yelled, pointing at the white car in front of him with a "Novice Driver" label.
The car driver also stuck his head out and apologized repeatedly.
During this pause, all the vehicles that had stopped suddenly behind honked their horns to urge the car to move forward.
Beep——
Beep, beep——
Cars whizzing, horns honking...the series of noises made Sheng Xiaoxing's head feel dizzy, but he also became more sober.
He is on the side of the road.
But why was he on the roadside?
His claws touched the metal trash can, and the nails inside his paw pads scraped against the trash can, making a "click" sound. The real touch told him that what he saw, heard and witnessed was real and he was not a dream.
Sheng Xiaoxing tried hard to recall.
He only remembered that he fell asleep very early in the dormitory. Later, there was a loud noise. He realized that he was in darkness in a daze, but he did not have the strength to call for help. He did not know how long it had been before a little light finally flashed on his eyelids, and then he fell into darkness again. He woke up from a daze several times and there was white light in front of his eyes. He also heard words such as "doctor, nurse" in the chaos.
Is this just a dream?
Sheng Xiaoxing lowered his head and looked at his claws, falling into a brief contemplation.
After confirming again and again that the moment was real, he tried to prop up his body. It was a bit difficult to stand up, and he felt dizzy. This feeling was familiar to him. It was like he had a fight with some gangsters and came home with nothing to eat. Exhaustion and hunger made his body weak.
He had to find something to eat first.
The trash can was right in front of him, and he had a strong urge to pounce on it and dig a few holes, but the unpleasant smell stifled the idea in his mind.
Sheng Xiaoxing walked along the shops on the street. He stopped in front of a glass cabinet of a store and vaguely saw his current appearance through the glass. He was a dog, thin in build. Judging from the shoulder height of a dog, it should not exceed 40 centimeters. The face was not very clear in the photo, but he concluded that it should not be very good.
There was a faint aroma coming from the alleys between the shops.
He sniffed and walked into the alley.
Behind the store are rows of residential houses. A child of seven or eight years old is standing at the door of his house, eating a fragrant scallion pancake, with crumbs falling out of the child's smacking mouth.
Sheng Xiaoxing really wanted to snatch food from the child, but he was not the kind of person who would do that kind of thing. Oh, now he is a dog.
So he squatted and sat two meters away from the child and watched.
"Don't worry, I'm just taking a look," Sheng Xiaoxing said coldly.
The child looked at him, broke off a piece with his greasy fingers, and came over to feed Sheng Xiaoxing: "Do you want to eat it? I'll give you some."
Sheng Xiaoxing said: "I don't want to eat."
If he were a human, he would be the most stern-faced one among the boys. He would not say anything about being injured after a fight, and would say he didn't need a band-aid if a girl handed him one.
"Here, slurp, slurp, come and eat," the little boy bent down and carefully handed over the food.
Sheng Xiaoxing was unmoved, but lay down instead, without even moving his tail, which was curled up on his back and caked with dirt.
"Hey!" A man suddenly rushed out, yelled, grabbed the child and dragged him back. The child fell to the ground with a thump, and the piece of cake in his hand fell. The man kicked Sheng Xiaoxing, "Where did you come from, stray dog? Go away!"
Sheng Xiaoxing dodged quickly and was not kicked. He stepped back and turned to run.
"Dad, it didn't bite me!"
"If they don't bite you now, they will bite you later. Wild dogs are very vicious."
“I think it’s pitiful.”
"What are you pitiful for? Stop eating the cakes and have dinner quickly."
......
The sound was cut off by the sound of the door closing.
Sheng Xiaoxing didn't run far, but wandered around in front of the store. About a quarter of an hour later, he returned to the residential building behind the store.
The family's door was closed, with only light coming through the windows. On the small open space in front of the door lay the small piece of scallion pancake that had been broken off for him earlier.
Sheng Xiaoxing looked at the window, lowered his head and sniffed again, wanting to eat this little bit of food when no one was watching, but a figure stronger than him walked out of the shadows.
"Boy, I advise you to leave quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you."
The one that came was a yellow dog.
It’s not that strong, but compared to the Shiba Inu, it can temporarily get rid of the title of “thin dog”.
Sheng Xiaoxing ignored him and prepared to eat the cake.
The yellow dog suddenly pounced forward and tried to bite Sheng Xiaoxing's neck, but it missed the neck and only tore off the fur on the Shiba Inu's neck. At the same time, Sheng Xiaoxing dodged and turned back to bite the yellow dog's thigh, and his sharp teeth sank into the flesh, drawing blood immediately.
"Woo, woo, woo..." the yellow dog wailed.
"Here they come again," the man from before rushed out, holding a broom in his hand and swung it over.
Only then did Sheng Xiaoxing let go of the yellow dog.
The yellow dog ran away with its tail between its legs. Sheng Xiaoxing ran towards a dark place. When he looked back, he was already quite a distance away from the original residential house. He lay down in the dark to rest, and this time he waited even longer before going back.
The biscuits were gone long ago, perhaps swept away by the owner of the house or eaten by other stray dogs.
Sheng Xiaoxing turned around and left, walking aimlessly through the streets.
He came out of an alley again and returned to the prosperous area of the city full of neon lights. There was a lot of noise in front of him, with men and women mixed together. Many people were holding signs that read "Welcome Back Home" and "The Manliest Man". In front of them was the entrance to a high-end boxing club, with many security guards maintaining order at the door.
"When will Fu Yan come?"
"I heard you got off the plane, right?"
"When will it arrive?"
.....
The crowd at the front was pushed by the people behind. One of them stumbled and almost fell on the security guard. The security guard held him and shouted to the people behind him: "Don't push, don't push! It's too late to get in. Just queue up outside. Don't push..."
There were two girls on the periphery, one holding a light sign and the other holding a hamburger, eating while standing on tiptoe and watching.
The crowd surged, the people in the front stepped back, and the people behind had to follow suit. The girl eating a hamburger was stepped on several times unexpectedly, and she stamped her feet in anger. She pulled her friend holding the light sign to a more peripheral area and said, "Should we find a place to sit down first? The autograph session still has an hour left."
“But if we leave, we’ll be at the end of the line later,” said the friend.
“We are pretty close to the bottom right now.”
"Too."
The two girls retreated to the roadside flower bed. One of them took out a tissue and prepared to wipe the cement surface at the edge of the flower bed clean, while the girl eating the hamburger had already sat down on it.
Sheng Xiaoxing walked to their feet, lay down, turned his head to the side and didn't look at them.
The girls were talking and laughing, and everything they said reached Sheng Xiaoxing's ears.
"I had a nightmare last night and was so scared that I broke out in a cold sweat. If I hadn't held my husband's stand to ward off evil spirits, I wouldn't have been able to sleep so well in the second half of the night. My husband is so powerful. He can kill any demon with one punch. Woo... I'm finally going to see him today. I wonder if he's willing to take a photo with me..."
"It's hard to say. I heard that Fu Yan was able to hold a signing event only after his agent begged him a lot. He doesn't like these fancy things," the girl said after she finished eating a third of the burger.
"Yeah," my friend nodded, hugging the light board in her hand and showing the shyness of a girl, "But even if he is cold, I still like him. He is so handsome."
The girl ate another third of the burger and said affirmatively, "Of course, his strength, stamina, and skills are all top-notch!"
The girl stood up involuntarily and punched twice. After doing a few movements, she stuffed the remaining hamburger into her mouth, crumpled the wrapping paper into a ball, and was about to find a trash can to throw it away. After looking left and right, she found a dog squatting at their feet.
The girl tried hard to swallow the burger in her mouth and said, "Where did it come from? Why is it so thin? Is it squatting at my feet and wanting to eat me?"
The girl asked her friend, and her friend shook his head: "I don't know, I didn't pay attention."
"Why doesn't it make any sound? If I see it, I will definitely share some hamburgers with it. Are you hungry, puppy?" the girl asked.
“You shouldn’t ask if it’s hungry, you should ask if it’s ever eaten,” the friend said.
"It's also my fault. I was in a hurry to speak and swallowed it too fast. I should have spit it out."
Friend: ".......I'm pregnant."
Sheng Xiaoxing stood up: "I didn't ask you for food, I just want to rest here."
Then walk away.
*
The Fu family’s big villa.
Jiang Ling lay on Fu Zhan's lap, tilting his head, holding the super-large shrimp that Fu Zhan peeled for him in his paws and biting it, while listening to their conversation. They were talking about business matters, such as Boyuan Group, construction projects, Zhang family, and Fu Yan's schedule, but he only let it go in one ear and out the other.
"Third brother, are you still going abroad?" Fu Zhan asked, scratching his puppy's head. "If you didn't have the competition, I definitely wouldn't have to help you investigate school matters. You don't know how much trouble you have to put in."
About school?
Jiang Ling cocked one ear.
"You're still using your brain?" Fu Yu took a sip of red wine. "You're the most idle person in our family. Why don't you switch with your third brother? He investigates, and you go play boxing?"
Fu Zhan rejected it on the spot: "Forget it, I don't have the skills of Third Brother."
"If I don't find you something to do, I'm afraid you'll be bored," Fu Chen said, "I have other things to do for Fu Yan."
Fu Yan slowly cut the steak on the iron plate into pieces and said, "I will only stay in China for a few days this time. I will come back to rest. My next stop is London to participate in the new competition launched by the World Boxing Association. It will last for six days. After the competition, I will be able to help my eldest brother with his tasks."
"If I remember correctly, you registered a company there," Fu Yu said.
Fu Yan nodded.
Fu Yu understood and looked at his elder brother.
"Oh, I understand," Fu Zhan also said, peeling another shrimp for Jiang Ling.
Jiang Ling held the shrimp with his claws and looked at the men in front of him. He didn't know what Fu Zhan understood. At least he couldn't see it. But if he thought about it with his toes, it was a business matter. Behind these powerful people, there were bloody storms that ordinary people would not know about, but it had nothing to do with him.
His most pressing question now was whether or not he should confess to Fu Zhan.
Irritable.
Jiang Ling took a bite of the prawn.
upstairs.
Song Xingqi closed the door tightly and ignored Xiao Zhou when he called him downstairs for dinner. He lay on the railing leading to the open-air terrace from Fu Chen's bedroom. He knew that Fu Zhan was the most playful man in the Fu family and would not come back to live for the time being. The puppy was his, so he would definitely take the puppy with him when he left.
He lay on the railing and waited, and only went down after the puppy left.
After a long time, several men came out. The lights in the courtyard stretched their shadows very long, and the hateful puppy climbed onto Fu Zhan's shoulder.
Jiang Ling looked up from downstairs
The Tibetan Mastiff and the Bichon Frise's eyes met again.
"Cowardly dog, what are you looking at?" Jiang Ling waved his paw deliberately. He was happy to see the Tibetan Mastiff and wanted to tease him. His courage was exactly the same as Song Zhou's.
Song Zhouqi yelled, "I'm looking at the scenery."
Jiang Ling said: "I thought you wanted to jump down and fight with me."
Song Xingqi couldn't admit defeat: "I'm not afraid of you even if we fight!"
"Okay, come down if you can."
After being provoked again and again, Song Xingqi got angry and mustered up the courage to say, "If you have the guts, don't come up here!"
Jiang Ling: “..........”
His claws lost their balance and he fell off Fu Zhan's shoulder.
Fu Zhan caught him and held him in his arms.
Fu Yan got on the nanny car and the driver took him to the boxing club. His agent and club manager had called him several times to urge him to come.
A month before Fu Yan returned to China, the club had already publicized the autograph session, and the club was now packed with boxing fans inside and outside.
"Are you here? Already? Good, good, good!" The agent put away his phone and strode towards the door.
The security guards divided the crowd into two sides, leaving a passage. A white nanny car stopped outside the club. The agent and manager came forward to greet them personally. Fu Yan is not only a popular star boxer, but also this bat club is his property. In short, he is the boss.
The screams and shouts all around were like a sudden and surging tide.
Sheng Xiaoxing looked up from a distance. The man who got out of the car was very tall, almost taller than all the boxing fans present. He was able to see half of the other person's face. His expression was extremely cold, which was completely different from the enthusiasm of the boxing fans.
He walked away to avoid being stepped on by the surging crowd. By then, it would not be a question of food and clothing, but a question of life and death.
"You really know how to time. There are only two minutes left for the autograph session. Two minutes!" Manager Xu Rui pointed at his watch and strode beside Fu Yan. "If I had known, I would have taken the same flight back to China with you. I would have watched you go home, watched you eat, and dragged you back after you finished eating."
Having said that, Xu Rui didn't have the courage to really go to the Fu family and face the other men in their family.
Fu Yan carried a sports bag on one shoulder, and his open sports jacket fluttered in the wind as he walked. He looked straight ahead and said, "I'm not late."
"Of course I know you weren't late, but almost," Xu Rui said unhappily.
Ever since Fu Yan stepped into the boxing circle, he has always attracted much attention. The reason is not that he became a champion as soon as he debuted, but that he had a period of enthusiasm. He started to contact amateur boxing at the age of 17, and participated in countless large and small amateur boxing competitions in the following three years. That was his most enthusiastic stage for boxing. He was often seen active in domestic and international competitions, showing amazing boxing talent and was loved by boxing fans.
After that, it was natural for him to turn professional, starting as a heavyweight. As his temperament became more stable, his skills became more sophisticated, and his explosive power became more and more amazing. He achieved a record of 39 consecutive victories in five years. The trophies, medals and belts in the room were blinding.
In the second year after he turned professional, he won the Boxing World Cup.
It is now attracting much attention both at home and abroad.
That's the character...
Xu Rui sighed. If he was more cheerful, lively and talkative, he believed that the number of boxing fans coming today would increase several times.
Fu Yan didn't change his clothes, just his usual sportswear. After handing his bag to his agent, he sat down behind the autograph table and picked up a pen...
The long queue moved slowly. Although Fu Yan had a cold personality and didn't talk much, he couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the boxing fans who took the initiative to take photos with him.
The autograph session lasted until after 11 o'clock in the evening, when the enthusiasm slowly subsided and boxing fans left in twos and threes. The streets outside became deserted, with occasional fallen leaves blown up by the wind.
Sheng Xiaoxing was so hungry that even breathing was difficult for him.
He looked again and again at the door of the club.
Decided to go in and take a look.
There might be some food residues left over from places where people passed by. He would eat something to restore his strength, and then think carefully about what to do and how to survive in the future.
"Ahaha~~" The security guard at the door squinted his eyes and yawned, not noticing something passing by his feet.
Sheng Xiaoxing slipped into the hall. Promotional posters were hung all around the hall, and boxer-related peripheral items were arranged. Rows of downlights from the ceiling illuminated every corner of the hall, as well as the autograph table that had not yet been vacated.
He looked around and found half a piece of bread in the corner of the hall. Just as he was about to eat it, footsteps approached him.
"How come a dog ran in?" The staff member spotted him and waved him away, "Go away, go away, go away, get out now!"
Sheng Xiaoxing was already dizzy with hunger, and when he was driven away, he ran into the inner room without looking at the road. Although there was an autograph session today, there were still many members and players in the club training.
"Hey, it went back in!" The staff was anxious and hurried to chase after it.
The space inside the club was much larger than the lobby. Sheng Xiaoxing got lost as soon as he entered. Surrounding him were sports equipment much larger than himself, rows of sandbags, and rings... He walked around the feet of these players. The players had much louder voices than the staff, and shouted, "There's a dog! Who brought the dog in? Watch out for yourself!"
"Where?" someone asked.
"Over there, a little yellow dog, do you see it?"
"Does anyone here have a dog?"
.....
Everyone had almost finished their training and wanted to take a break, so a dog suddenly showed up and naturally attracted everyone's attention.
"Let me go and take a look," one of them took off his boxing gloves and chased in the direction where Sheng Xiaoxing was running.
The idle club members rushed over to join in the fun.
Sheng Xiaoxing ran around in all directions, not knowing which direction to go. More and more people surrounded him from behind, until he was trapped in a corner with no way to retreat.
There were all men in front of him, some were shirtless, some were wearing sweatshirts, some were thin but strong, and some were muscular. Without exception, they were all powerful men. They surrounded Sheng Xiaoxing, and the pressure on Sheng Xiaoxing suddenly doubled, as if there were many mountains pressing down to crush him, the threat was huge.
"Gu...Gu..." Sheng Xiaoxing pressed against the wall, his nose wrinkled, his sharp fangs bared, and he kept making low warning growls from his throat.
These guys are boxers, and one of their punches could kill him.
Under extreme pressure, he burst out with the strength to fight to the death.
The men surrounding him were in a very relaxed state. They were all professionals who used their fists, so how could they be afraid of a dog? They started chatting with each other.
"This dog is quite fierce."
"Whose?"
"It's a wild dog, dirty and filthy."
.....
Sizzle——
Fu Yan used his teeth to tear open the Velcro of his boxing gloves, took off the gloves, and looked towards the corner where seven or eight men gathered. The sweat from his temples dripped onto the already wet vest in front of him.
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