If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

Chapter 1086 Small Bet

Lin Nian leaned on the back of the chair and gently smoothed the hair of the sleeping girl on his lap with his left thumb. He also closed his eyes slightly as if he was resting, and turned a deaf ear to the music playing outside his ears that made the carriage tremble. .His reaction was abnormal, but anyone who knew Lin Nian and his usual personality would think it was abnormal.

In Kassel College, Lin Nian is a member of the Disciplinary Committee. There is Manstein, the chairman of the committee, as the responsible professor. His style and habits are basically in line with the three good students in Kassel. It is incumbent on me to call someone like me.

Anyone who is bumped into by Lin Nian in Kassel Academy who is disturbed by noise like the one now will usually receive the first persuasion: "Don't make too much noise, there are other people resting nearby."

People who receive persuasion are generally honest and obedient, but there are also some people who drink too much at the student party at night, and those who can't see clearly at night choose to choke, and when they wake up, they are in the small room of the discipline committee. He was squatting in the black room (it was said to be a small black room, but it was actually a single-room dormitory with complete facilities, which was just called a small black room by the students).

Lin Nian is quite afraid of trouble, and it is precisely because of this that he is considered the person who is best at solving trouble.

Xia Mi whistled, and Xia Wang, who was still running all over the carriage not far away, ran back obediently and sat on the chair.Both Wei Lewa and Su Xi sat up slightly, and stopped discussing plans in whispers, and both turned their heads to look at Lu Mingfei at the end of the carriage.

Everyone except Lu Mingfei seemed to be aware of the abnormality, but there was not much movement. Oh, Fingel didn't notice anything, he was still dozing off, and he didn't know what he was doing after returning to the dormitory last night.

Having practiced American pronunciation for a year or two, Lu Mingfei, who was a little anxious in spoken English, seemed to be arguing with those black brothers. The leader of the black brothers covered his mouth with a red square scarf very hygienically, and there was something in his black eyes. With a kind of innocence that has not been polluted by knowledge, he is looking at the Asian boy in front of him at a 45° angle that makes everyone call him an expert.

Lu Mingfei was probably euphemistically saying that the music of these black boys is a bit loud, can you turn it down or simply move forward a few steps to change cars, anyway, there are basically no people on the subway in the morning, and the empty cars in front are everywhere ( In fact, Lu Mingfei misunderstood a little, the purpose of this kind of person who carries the radio to play music is not to listen to the song, but to let other people listen to his song).

The headed black boy with a bloody scarf struggled to recognize Lu Mingfei's accented English. After understanding his meaning and request, he said "Ah", raised his index finger and shook his finger to tap Lu Mingfei, and turned to He looked at his companions with a smile on his face, and the others laughed as if Get had caught something that Lu Mingfei couldn't comprehend at all.

The short black guy carrying the radio put his finger on the radio button on his shoulder very consciously and pressed it. The fuzzy rap automatically cuts the song, and the most classic beat of hip-hop rang out. , the classic West Coast music "Still DRE" sounded.

The opening lyrics are:

Yeah nigga im still fuckin with ya
Still waters run deep
The song just started, and Wei Lewa in the carriage shook her head and sighed. She raised her hand to cover her forehead and probably guessed what would happen next. Susie on the side didn't respond, as if she had expected this scene long ago.

The black boys over there seem to have noticed that the girls in the young people in the car are beyond imagination. The exuberant hormones and the flamboyant personality of the young blacks make them bend each other's elbows for a while. After making exaggerated pointing and encouraging expressions, he began to bypass Lu Mingfei and walk towards this side.

Xia Mi looked at the guy walking not far away with some surprises, who obviously had malicious intentions, and wrote the black man on his face when he picked up a conversation and molested him. She probably thought that this kind of situation would only happen in movies and TV dramas?Realistic people, no matter who they are, should be law-abiding, after all, this is the era of the rule of law.

Lin Nian and the others happened to be stuck on the first train in the morning. In fact, if you are unlucky, you might meet someone who was drunk or a ghost who woke up after sleeping on the street and drove home. Now I just met a few restless black guys wearing red scarves, which is considered a lottery, neither good nor bad. Generally, unlucky ladies are harassed and teased for a few minutes at most, and they can't help but get off the station early, and they won't show up. What too much personal and property damage.

This idea is that the real situation in Chicago is so common and bad. I think the exaggeration is obviously the difference in cognition caused by the different national conditions at home and abroad.But situations like this can be found everywhere, but it is especially common in big cities like Chicago. It is not a joke to say that you have to drive two blocks to go out after [-] o'clock in the evening in the United States, especially after midnight and early morning. Just click back and you will always meet unexpected monsters and ghosts.

Just to make a joke, if you are in the capital of crime, you won’t be able to say that you are a local if you don’t get robbed twice. If you look pretty, you won’t be followed and molested a few times, and others will probably think it’s disrespect for your beauty.

Xia Mi lay on the chair and blinked at Chu Zihang. Chu Zihang didn't respond. She turned her head to look at the four or five black friends who were getting closer behind her, and then looked at Lin Nian. He didn't raise his head and closed his eyes as if nothing happened.

Looking at Lancelot next to him by the window, the vice president of the Lionheart Club is obviously ready to move. He has an upright and responsible personality. In normal circumstances, he might not wait for the black buddies to strike up a conversation, so he raised his hand to grab the other's thick lips torn off.

A few black boys started to search for enemies before they approached. Their gazes first fell on the window not far away. The cold Russian girl turned sideways and looked out of the car window without any reaction. It's like a beautiful porcelain doll, but it's a pity that it didn't catch the eyes of the black brothers.

It should be said that black friends are worthy of praise, that is, they don't pay much attention to juvenile aesthetics. Compared with zero who has not opened long, they are more inclined to target Villeva Helsinki who is in the back seat. At first glance, she was a pure blonde beauty. Regardless of her appearance, her temperament and figure could make people whistle just by sitting there.

Wei Lewa lay on the chair with her hands folded, and met those gazes with a half-smile, which seemed to be a signal of friendly welcome to those people, but Susie, who was sitting next to her, caught a glimpse of this smiling woman A four-sided tactical blade is already rolling between the fingers of the embracing right hand.

Susie slightly turned her head to look at the few black boys who were coming. She was not interested in these young men with excess hormones and energy. Did someone come over to disturb these weak women?

Everyone sitting in the seat didn't react or speak. In the eyes of the black boys, they were obviously frightened by them. They didn't even dare to say anything and could only close their eyes and pretend to be asleep. This made them feel very majestic. The deterrence and control of the same kind greatly stimulated and expanded their hormone secretion and self-esteem, and their walking steps were a little more bumpy than usual.

The black guy with the bloody scarf covering his head came up to him and suddenly stopped. He looked down and saw a pair of feet protruding a little in the aisle of the carriage. Lin Nian rested with his eyes closed.

Probably he felt that this Asian boy disrespected him a little bit. He forgot to put his feet back when his group of people came over, so he decided to help Lin Nian put his feet back. Stepping on Lin Nian's shin, I want to remind you.

Wei Lewa withdrew her right hand from the embrace, and was about to throw the blade out of her fingers, but Susie grabbed her wrist, preventing her from actually throwing the blade out. Wei Lewa took the cold weapon class as an elective Throwing a cold weapon can easily pierce a wooden board with a nail. If she really threw this blade out with her hands, a tendon or artery would be severed in someone's raised thigh, and she would be unable to walk for at least half a year.

Of course, it wasn't that Susie couldn't see Wei Lewa's serious attack. She just felt that seeing blood might delay their boarding process. Regarding the matter of Lin Nian, Susie felt that many people were quite irrational. Le Wa is considered to be a more serious group.

But now there is no need for Wei Lewa to do extra moves, the leading black man who raised his foot to step on it, before he could get off his foot, his shoulder was deliberately pulled hard by Lu Mingfei who was walking quickly from behind, The whole person sat down on the ground directly, with a "bang", and let out a "wow" under the severe pain.

The short man with the radio on his shoulders suddenly lightened his shoulders, turned his head and was shocked to find that the Asian boy who came to negotiate with them just now turned around and ran to the empty carriage in front of him with his radio in his hand. After breaking the magnetic card playing inside, the ubiquitous noisy music disappeared instantly.

Naturally, the classic F-words and S-words in the car were flying all over the sky. Several black young guys were instantly turned around, turned their heads like enraged bulls, and rushed to the front car, as if Lu Mingfei had snatched them away. It's not their radio but the only old mother left in the family.

"What's the situation, what's the situation." Fingel was suddenly awakened from sleep by a series of yelling, and turned his head to look around.

Wei Lewa poked her head out of the aisle curiously to look at the situation in the front compartment. Lancelot and Xia Mi also tilted their heads neatly to look at the front. They were all very curious about how Lu Mingfei planned to end this journey. slapstick.

Lin Nian, who was sitting on the back of the chair, didn't even open his eyes, as if he didn't care about the next development after handing over the matter to Lu Mingfei.

"I'm going, what's the situation, so exciting? Subway Mortal Kombat?"

Fingel also poked his head out, glanced at the scene of four or five people approaching one person in the front of the car, clicked his tongue twice, stretched out his hand to the back seat and said: "20 dollars, bet that our dear junior can handle it alone."

"He's an 'S' class, no one will overwhelm him." Susie said lightly.

"But he stepped on the line in the last fighting class, and the instructors tactfully suggested that he take the route of long-range sniping in the future. On the premise of not using the cheating ability of 'word spirit', the mixed race is also better in physical fitness Ordinary people." Fingel persuasively.

"Then he is also a mixed race, not comparable to ordinary people." Susie shook her head as if she had no interest in this bet.

"Why don't you raise the bet, $50, and bet on whether he can get it done before the gun goes off." Wei Lewa suggested with a slightly raised corner of her mouth.

"Oh? Are those people carrying guns?" Xia Mi was a little surprised.

"Two guns, one on the left waist of the 'thin and tall' one, and the other on the front waist of the 'veiled' one." Lancelot pointed out the location of the two guns and used the code name Refers to the person holding the gun. When operating in the executive department, it is always customary to give the target a distinctive code name to distinguish it.

"Five people, two guns, and three other people besieging, it's easy to pull out a gun." Wei Lewa analyzed, "If you can't fully control the field at the first time, or figure out the attack route, even if you have Nor can the Experience Commissioner guarantee that gunshots will not be heard."

"No, even if someone draws a gun, it may not be able to be heard. Although this group of people looks like gang members, this place is still on the subway, and there are surveillance everywhere. There is a high probability that they only dare to draw their guns to scare people." Lancelot said, staring at the front compartment where the conflict was gradually escalating.

"Why don't you just bet on whether he can solve the problem before someone draws a gun? That should be a bit difficult, right?" Vileva said, "Bet $100, it's a bonus."

These few people never take gang members with guns seriously.

"To play so big?" Fingel sighed, it seemed that the people present had no weaker opening experience than him, and immediately brought the outcome of the game to the unknown.

However, he has never been weaker than others when it comes to things like the opening game, "OK, this game is accepted."

"Then I bet Lu Mingfei can handle it." Wei Lewa took a 100-dollar bill and put it in Finger's hand, then looked at Susie and gave a look to indicate that it's better to play together.

Susie was silent for a moment, then took out the banknote and handed it over, "I bet not."

Finger happily collected the money, and looked at Xia Mi to encourage him: "The opportunity is rare, I will be the banker, and I will take the lead in buying a bet. Now the odds are 2:1 and I won't come again when I can't miss it, everyone."

Xia Mi seemed to be hesitant, 100 dollars was enough for her to eat two or three meals of Burger King, but after thinking for a while, she opened the small bag next to her body, counted a few bills and threw them over, then whispered: "Senior Brother Finger You can't buy me a bet. Hehe, don't tell Senior Brother Lu that I will lose if you win or lose!"

"Don't worry, I still have this bit of professional ethics." Fingel accepted the money with a smile, and then looked at Lancelot, "What do you say? Brother Lancelot, Lu Mingfei is a member of your Lionheart Society. It's still your team leader, don't you have any confidence in your own team leader?"

Lancelot thought for a moment, touched the banknote, folded it in half several times, and threw it into Fingel's hand, "I bet not."

"Really?" Fingel was a little surprised, "I thought you lion hearts would be of the same mind."

"It has nothing to do with winning or losing. If Lu Mingfei doesn't know our bet, he may be wary of being pointed at by a gun, but he will not deliberately guard against the enemy's behavior of drawing a gun." Lancelot explained, "Probability Looking at it from above, five people have two guns, and they will always draw one. If the content of the bet is whether the gun will go off or whether Lu Mingfei will be shot, I will definitely make a back bet."

"It's so rigorous. Could it be that all of you Lionheart members are men of science?" Fingel said, halfway through his words, Xia Mi suddenly threw another 100 yuan that was squeezed into a ball.He raised his eyebrows and looked at Junior Sister and said, "Small business, Junior Sister, raises are not supported!"

"I bet for Senior Brother Chu Zihang that Lu Mingfei can settle the situation before someone draws his gun." Xia Mi grimaced.

"It's really a plastic brother-sister relationship. You want to smash gold coins on your brother, right?" Finger accepted the money with a smile, and glanced at Lin Nian and Ling. It seemed that he had no interest in this small bet, and he didn't force it, "I've decided to leave, don't cry if you lose in a while!"

The car was driving slowly, and the conflict in the front compartment had evolved into a physical conflict.

Codenamed "Tall" by Lancelot, he is actually the thinnest and tallest of the five. A black guy who slapped Lu Mingfei on the chin in a circle, is the most classic slap in the American street fighting culture. Fist, when people don't pay attention, he throws the punch down, turns around and walks away.

But what I didn’t expect was that Lu Mingfei’s reaction was extremely quick. He raised the radio in his hand and blocked a punch. The tall and thin black boy smashed his fist on the plastic-wrapped iron and grinned in pain, bent over, stomped his feet and scolded his mother with his hands in his hands. This punch just turned on the radio that was originally off, and it directly played the second classic of West Coast music "California Love".

If someone makes a move first, the matter will not be good. Lu Mingfei was a little impatient when the people in front of him surrounded him, and he kicked the next person next to him, highlighting the essence of a real fighting, hitting people first Yin, taking advantage of the severe pain of the unlucky guy who was beaten by chickens and eggs, he turned around and threw his elbow on his chin, and fell to the seat next to him without making a sound.

"The young guy is in good health, he just fell asleep." Fingel in the rear compartment nodded his head seriously and commented, and slapped his legs and beat the rhythm with the RAP on the radio.

"This elbow strike is quite neat. Muay Thai or Baji? I remember he didn't take Tai Chi as an elective?" Lancelot was a little surprised.

"Hey, you don't know now, the younger brother is indeed taking Tai Chi as an elective, and his practice is similar to that of Tai Chi, so there are some people who can't help but make up for him."

"Then why did he almost fail the final fighting class?" Susie asked.

"He chose Tai Chi, so the final exam of the fighting class can only use Tai Chi. But the person who helped him make up the class took Baji!" Fingel said very sinisterly.

Su Qian looked at Lin Nian who was resting across the aisle, and naturally understood who was helping Lu Mingfei with his lessons.

"I'll go, Senior Brother Finger, you're playing tricks! Reveal false information!" Xia Mi's eyes widened, realizing that he might have been tricked by placing a bet.

"I would like to bet and admit defeat." Fingel refused to admit it.

"There's one more gun left, it's not over yet," said Lancelot.

In the front compartment, Lu Mingfei sent one away with an elbow first, and the four in the back were naturally enraged and immediately surrounded him. The stronger guy at the head looked like a deterrent guy in this small black gang who stretched out his hand and grabbed him. Lu Mingfei's collar, as soon as he made this action, Lancelot, who was looking out from the rear compartment, was already shaking his head.

Just as Lancelot expected, Lu Mingfei raised his right hand and grabbed the hand that was pulling his clothes on his chest, and his right foot suddenly stepped on the instep of the person in front of him, "shocking the foot" in the typical Bajiquan The posture, the driving force is like a rope hanging around the neck of the black boy in front of him. The boulder was thrown from the bridge on the other end of the rope, and the black boy tied to the other end was suddenly torn to the ground. , His jaw slammed heavily on the iron floor and he passed out immediately.

"Little Chan rubbed, kicked and stamped his feet, Baji practiced really well." Wei Lewa also praised.

"Senior Brother Lu Mingfei's attack is so sinister." Xia Mi clicked his tongue, as if he didn't expect that Senior Brother Lu, who seemed easy to bully, would be so steady and ruthless when he attacked.

"Baji, a traditional Chinese martial art, is the most efficient way to use the actual combat power of 'cold hands'. His strikes are considered light, and he is very measured. If it were me, the lightest kick on the opposite side would break a bone." Lan Sloat said.

"It's time to draw the gun." Susie said suddenly.

Among the remaining three blacks, the young black man with the bloody scarf on his head obviously became angry. He took two steps back and lifted his clothes to reach for the gun, but what he didn't expect was that Lu Mingfei was one step faster than him. He followed up and held down the wrist bone holding the handle of the gun with his right hand, abruptly pushed back the half-drawn gun, which seemed to be able to withstand the weak point, making the expression under the bloody scarf very exciting.

The two accomplices next to him came over immediately to support Lu Mingfei's arm. Lu Mingfei's left hand was still free, so he opened his hand in a hurry and smacked the face of the person on the left, three fingers bent slightly and plucked the pair of eyes hard. Then, when the opponent screamed and blinded, he turned his hand and poked the Tiantu acupoint on the neck to suffocate, and then slapped the kidney area on the abdomen with a slap back.

"Are Bajiquan taught so ruthlessly now?" Lancelot was a little taken aback when he saw this move.

In Bajiquan, look at the three-point hand, and strike harder. Just now, Lu Mingfei’s procedure took less than 2 seconds, and this black friend would have a pair of blood holes on his face, broken neck and throat, and ruptured kidneys in the abdomen. , Hades shook his head when he saw it.

This kind of ruthless move is generally not advocated in actual combat classes. The instructors who want to kill people advocate the use of guns. In the aspect of close combat, they are usually taught for the purpose of "subduing", but the hell Lu Mingfei just makes a move. A deadly move, those who met him for the first time thought he was some kind of professional killer.

"The Bajiquan taught in the school did not teach this kind of technique before, but after the exchange between Zhengtong and the headquarters, all the knowledge about martial arts has been updated. The teacher from Zhengtong said it in the first class, and everyone in this exchange He came here for the real thing, and he only taught the real thing in class, not the fake stuff." Wei Lewa has heard a little about the current curriculum changes of Kassel College.

"Half-breeds still have too much advantage over ordinary people." Lancelot said, "I misjudged the strength of the enemy. Even the assistants at Kassel Academy are at the elite level of fighting champions."

"It's still an 'S' rank, isn't it?" Finger felt that he had the chance to win, and said with a groan, "Let's not talk about ordinary people, even if we meet other mixed races who want to do things in Beijiao, the junior brother will really move." Ge is still easy to grab!"

Zero Movement, who was looking sideways out of the window, did not move, as if he had never considered whether Lu Mingfei could handle this sudden situation.

While a few people were gossiping, Lu Mingfei knocked down another one, and slapped the person on the ear. When that black face was still rippling and his eyes were turning white, a despicable three-pick hand The sender covered his neck and fell to his knees on the ground, making an unpleasant "click" suffocation sound.

Four of the five fell down in the blink of an eye, and the leading black brother, whose face was covered with a bloody scarf, finally couldn't hold back anymore. He held the pistol in his waistband with both hands and used all his strength to draw the gun.Under such a situation of ramming a lot of strength, Lu Mingfei's weakness was revealed at a click, he really couldn't hold the strength of other people's two hands with one hand.

At this time, Lu Mingfei glanced over the black brother's shoulder, and glanced at the direction of the rear compartment.

He found that Lin Nian woke up at some point and was staring at him intently.

The little black brother who covered his face with a blood scarf suddenly felt his hands lighten, and the gun pinned to his waist was pulled out instantly. Before he could be overjoyed, the half-drawn magazine of the pistol fell out directly!
Lu Mingfei, who quietly pressed the magazine release button, lowered his body and caught the fallen magazine with his left hand. He raised the pistol safety with his raised right hand, and then pulled the slide back along the way. There was a crisp metal sound. , the loaded yellow bullet was ejected from the chamber, he predicted the trajectory of the bullet without even looking at it, and grabbed it in his hand with a wave.

The black boy who pulled out his pistol instantly pointed the gun at Lu Mingfei, and Lu Mingfei immediately stepped back, realizing that he was pointed at the gun and raised his hands subconsciously.

In the empty carriage, Lu Mingfei, who was holding the full magazine with his left hand, and the unloaded bullet with his right hand, and the black brother holding the empty chamber, stared at each other. It was a weird scene with a dazed look on his face.

"Ah!" Fingel's wailing sounded from the rear compartment.

Lu Mingfei tilted his head to look over, and his nose almost crooked immediately because he saw that none of his dear seniors applauded his handsome and smooth operation, but focused on learning from Finger. The green bills won by betting were taken away one by one in his hand.

(End of this chapter)