The reborn uncle is hard to be

"I'm going abroad in two days. You have to listen to Mama Qi at home, eat well and go to bed on time, you know?" The child's eyes became flustered, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to pull his clothes, but Yang Guang reached out to hold him.

Yang Guang asked: "Is there anything you want to tell me?"

The child stared at him closely, with some eagerness and uneasiness in his bright black eyes, Yang Guang held his hand, but he grabbed it tightly. After a long time, the child asked weakly, "Still... come back?"

"Of course I'll be back." His affirmative answer seemed to relieve the child.

The child lowered his head and moved closer to him. Yang Guang reached out and stroked his soft hair before looking up at Situ Lei.

how is it?

"Hmm." Situ Lei looked at Yang Xiyan, thought for a while, and smiled at Yang Guang, "It's much better than I expected." Looking at Yang Guang's actions to guide Yang Xiyan to speak, he knew that Yang Guang must have studied him carefully. The books I mentioned.

He kicked the chair Yan Feng was sitting on, and said, "The parents have done a good job, and the rest is your teacher's responsibility."

Yan Feng pushed his glasses, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "I will only mislead my children, don't you always know?"

"Look, the two of them have started to 'love each other' again." Mo Jingcheng yelled at the side, fearing that the world would not be chaotic, and was patted gently by Yang Guang. "Keep quiet while watching a play."

"It's boring enough." Shao Feng still didn't understand what's so interesting about quarreling.

Yang Guang actually didn't want to care about the mess between Situ Lei and Yan Feng, but watching the two continue to confront each other, one's expression became colder and his words became more merciless, while the other continued to smile. However, the smile gradually disappeared from the narrowed eyes. Yang Guang's eyes flickered, and he suddenly leaned over and picked up Yang Xiyan and put him on the high stool beside him, as if teaching: "If you keep it in your heart, you must Only when you say it, others will know, understand?"

The child nodded half-understood, "Understood."

The two people who were arguing fiercely over there suddenly stopped and looked over with the same eyes.

Situ Lei asked, "Yang Guang, what do you mean?"

"Huh?" Yang Guang looked at him with an inexplicable expression, "What do you mean?"

The eyes behind the lens were firmly locked on his face, Yan Feng asked: "Why do you suddenly want to teach your nephew this?"

Yang Guang spread his hands and said innocently: "I'm going to go abroad soon, and this kid doesn't like to talk. I'm afraid he will hold back his heart and make trouble again when he goes abroad."

"Then you don't go at all." Situ Lei said, picking up the glass and drank it down, with a trace of sadness in his eyes that no one could see.

"No." Yang Guang smiled, lowering his eyes to avoid the inquiry in Yan Feng's eyes, "If we don't find a way quickly, my brothers and I will drink the northwest wind."

"Who would believe it?" Mo Jingcheng curled his lips and looked at him sideways. "The gangsters are still short of money? Wouldn't it be enough to charge a few more protection fees?"

Looking at this 'naive' second generation ancestor, Yang Guang sneered and said, "I also need weapons for the protection fee, but I don't need money to buy weapons?" In fact, Mo Jingcheng is not naive, it's just that Mo's family is in business and has contact with underworld forces Not many, and he was too well protected by his brother.

"Hmm." Yan Feng coughed, looked at Yang Guang and warned, "Don't talk about your weapons in front of me."

"I didn't bring it up first." Yang Guang looked at him, raised his chin towards Mo Jingcheng, and said, "You should give us Mo Er Shao a good education on the difference between gangsters and gangsters."

"Is there a difference?" Mo Jingcheng looked confused, looked at Yang Guang, then at Yan Feng.

"No difference." Yan Feng replied, looking at Yang Guang with thoughtful eyes.

"Yes, there is no difference." In Yan Feng's eyes, there is really no difference.

Too lazy to argue with him on this boring topic, Yang Guang carried Yang Xiyan off the high stool and said to him, "Say goodbye to uncles."

Shao Feng asked: "Are you going back?"

"Well, it's too late and it's time for him to go to bed, anyway, you're fine."

Yang Xiyan glanced at a few people and whispered, "Goodbye, uncle."

"Goodbye." Mo Jingcheng was waving his hands at him, when Situ Lei suddenly hooked his shoulder and pressed him up, "Are you going to send someone away now? What about the meeting gift?" He reached out his hand into Mo Jingcheng's arms.

"Hey, Yang Guang didn't say hello in advance, how could I have prepared any meeting ceremony! Let go, can I make it up next time?" He was protecting his chest, looking like he was being molested.

"No!" After all, he found out his wallet, and Situ Lei took out the gold card and threw it to Yang Xiyan, "Take it to buy candy!" He was as generous as if he had given it to him.

The child was startled and hid, but Yang Guang raised his hand to catch it, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "What's the password?"

"Hey, I don't take you guys!" Mo Jingya jumped up and was about to come over to snatch it, but was suppressed by Situ Lei, he wanted to cry without tears: "I will make it up next time, I will make it up next time! My brother just froze me account, I don’t have much private money left!”

"Didn't you say that your brother can't control you?"

"Meeting ceremony?" Shao Feng glanced at Yang Guang suspiciously, then reached out and began to dig out his pocket.

Yang Guang quickly stopped, "I'm just kidding." Throwing back the gold card in his hand, Yang Guang waved at them, "I'm leaving first, we'll meet again next time."

Yan Feng stood up and sent him to the door. When he was about to close the door, Yan Feng looked at him and said hesitantly, "You..."

"Ok?"

"It's okay, be careful on the road."

Yang Guang waved his hand, took the child and walked out.

He knew what Yan Feng wanted to ask, he knew, as a person from ten years later, he knew the stories of all of them.

However, he can't intervene, at least not now.

Everyone has something that everyone has to go through. At this time, he is just an outsider. He has his own plot to participate in and his own life to be responsible for.

It was only three days before Yang Guang went abroad, but it was only three days, and when he came back, he saw that the child lost a lot of weight.

As soon as he saw him, the child rushed over without saying a word, but hugged his neck so tightly that Yang Guang couldn't pull it off.

Seeing that he didn't let go, fearing that he might hurt him with too much strength, Yang Guang could only bend down, pick him up, and put him on his lap.It was very uncomfortable to poke the sharp chin on the shoulder, but the child was still moving around, trying to hug him. Yang Guang patted his back and asked Zhao Dong: "How did I tell you when I went abroad?" ? Didn’t you watch him eat?”

Zhao Dong scratched his head, sweating from Yang Guang's stern stare, he said with an innocent face: "Three meals are fixed, and Qi Ma still cooks soup for him every day, I don't know what's going on, the more he It gets thinner and thinner." Zhao Dong didn't dare to tell Yang Guang, he even asked Situ Lei to have a look, after some inspection, Situ Lei said four words: psychological reasons.

Zhao Dong also didn't understand why a child was autistic and mentally ill.

Knowing that the reason lies in the child, Yang Guang's face turned cold all of a sudden.

He said: "Let go." Feeling the child's hand loosening his arms, Yang Guang immediately pulled the child out of his arms. "Stand still!"

Sensing his anger, Yang Xiyan shrank back, retracted his outstretched hand, and looked at Yang Guang timidly.

Yang Guang asked: "Did you eat well?"

The kid nodded.

Yang Guang asked again: "Did you go to bed on time?"

The kid nodded again.

Yang Guang twitched the corners of his lips, and said coldly: "I haven't seen you for a few days, and you can't even speak?"

"Second Uncle..." Yang Xiyan whispered, wanting to get close but didn't dare, so he could only stand there stiffly, looking at Yang Guang uneasily.

Yang Guang said, "Do you still remember what I told you? Don't take your body seriously."

"I didn't..." After a pause, the child whispered, "I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of?"

The child shook his head. He didn't know, or he couldn't say it, or he didn't dare to say it. Yang Guang didn't understand what he meant by shaking his head. He saw the child looking at him. , the child's eyes floated a layer of mist, "Second Uncle, don't want me..."

Second uncle, don't want me...

The faces of the teenager and the eight-year-old overlap in an instant.

Yang Guang suddenly turned his head, a look of embarrassment appeared on his face.

He really didn't know what to do with this child!It's too close, it's not good, it's too distant, the child is too insecure, Yang Guang's every move, he will think too much.

But Yang Guang didn't dare to treat him too well!

The sleeves were pulled slightly, and in the line of sight, the child's bright black eyes seemed to be dripping water.

In the end, Yang Guang sighed softly, looked at the child, reached out to stroke his soft hair, and scolded him: "What are you thinking about all day long? I am your second uncle, and I have been it all my life, remember?"

"remember."

14. Trial by Mr. Hong

"I heard that your kid is very busy recently?"

In the 'Wuweiju', Mr. Hong was still sitting on his rocking chair and slowly rocking. He squinted at Yang Guang, and tentatively asked, "Is there any good business coming?"

"Where is it?" Yang Guang smiled nonchalantly, holding plain boiled water, "The gringos I met before were quite friendly and invited me to go and have fun. Anyway, there is nothing to do in the gang during this time, so I will go and have a look." gone."

"Oh? How about abroad?"

Yang Guang curled his lips in disgust, "They all speak bird language, so I'm not used to it."

The old man pointed out: "You have to be careful when dealing with foreigners. You have a lot of eyes. Although you are a bit capable, you probably won't be enough in front of those people."

"I know." Yang Guang nodded, "Anyway, it's just for fun, let's have a look first."

Not wanting to talk more, afraid of being seen, Yang Guang changed the subject and asked, "Has Boss Mo's goods arrived?"

"I arrived yesterday." Mr. Hong sat up, took the tea handed over by the steward, closed his eyes and sipped it slowly.

Yang Guang's eyes flickered, and he asked knowingly: "The third master didn't tell the second master that I delivered the news, did he? Otherwise, the second master should blame me for meddling in my own business."

The old man opened his eyes and looked at him, "You think he won't know if I don't tell you?" He looked Yang Guang up and down, his eyes became sharper, "I always feel that your kid has been acting like a ghost recently, are you planning something? ?”

Yang Guang looked innocent, "What can I plan? I've been introducing business to you, and it hasn't settled yet."

"Hmph." Mr. Hong snorted coldly, and said, "Who knows what your kid's idea is, introduce me some business properly, and make it clear that the weasel pays the chicken New Year's greetings."

"Third Master, are you a chicken?"

"I'll beat you and me!" The old man raised his hand.

Yang Guang pretended to hide, and said with a smile: "Look, you don't even admit it."

The old man squinted at him, but his expression eased a lot. "You fat dare to talk to me like that."

"I just dared to do this in front of you." Yang Guang said with a bit of sincerity: "The third master is very kind."

Speaking of which, Yang Guang had to admire his godfather.Although the friendship with Hong Sanye was unintentional, it may not be out of profit. Maybe the old man started to plot when he made up his mind to hand over the Yan Gang to Yang Guang.

The iron friendship with Mr. Hong is also a guarantee given by the old man to Yang Guang. As long as he doesn't get in trouble with Hongmen, Mr. Hong can also help out if there is any internal strife in the flame gang.

"You just flatter me!" Mr. Hong lay back on his rocking chair again, swaying and said, "You young people will rule the world from now on, and the second son is not a fuel-efficient lamp. I really want to see You two fight."

Yang Guang's eyes darkened, and he knew that the old man was saying that he should stop thinking about him, and that someone else would be in charge in the future.

But speaking of it, Yang Guang really didn't think about seeking anything from him.

The main person in charge of the Hongmen is Hong Erye, who is a ruthless master. If it is not necessary, Yang Guang does not want to provoke him.As for his son, with plenty of time, he would always find a chance.

So he pretended not to understand and said, "Second Master's young master? I seem to have met him in the mall some time ago and said hello."

"Oh?" The old man opened his eyes and looked at him sideways, "How do you feel about that kid?"

Yang Guang shook his head, "It's not a big feeling."

"I don't know the goods." The old man curled his lips and turned his head, "Among the sons that my second child knows, his temperament is the most like that of my second child. Although my second child didn't say anything, I guess this kid will be married in two years. It's starting to work."

Therefore, it is worthy of being a person who has been in the underworld for half his life, and his vision is poisonous. Hong Yunpeng's future actions are really like his father's virtues. Even finding a killer if he can't win seems to have become a legacy.

"It's okay," Yang Guang said, "Anyway, he won't recruit me, and I won't recruit him. Each will keep his own territory, as long as the well water doesn't interfere with the river water."

"Then he wants to recruit you?" The old man's eyes were burning.

"Third Master, don't you care?"

"I'm old, I can't handle it anymore..."

Old thing, what kind of temptation is playing at this time!

"He wants to recruit me..." Yang Guang rubbed his chin and smiled, but his eyes became colder and colder, "Everyone knows that my boss Yan is the one who protects the most territory!"

The old man took a breath, looked at him for a long time, and suddenly smiled sinisterly, "Aren't you afraid that I will keep you and make you unable to protect me?"

Yang Guang shrugged, "You can try to see if you can keep me." Move him?Mr. Hong didn't have that kind of ambition, so he didn't look at the monk's face and the Buddha's face at least. Yang Guang guessed that the old man's temptation was probably the second master Hong's intention!

Have you started thinking about the flame gang?

The old man and the young looked at each other, their eyes sharper than the other, and the old man suddenly laughed, "Well, you flame boy, you have grown up!" He sighed, "After Lao Qi adopted you back then, every time you I always praise you in front of me when we meet, which makes me tired of hearing it. After seeing you, I think you are ruthless, but you are also a little childish, and you are not suitable for being a leader."

"I also don't think I'm suitable." He admitted generously, and Yang Guang said helplessly, "I told my godfather to let Xun Cheng take the stage, but he disagreed." This was the truth.

Whether he is the leader of the Flame Gang or not is actually not that important to Yang Guang.

"He definitely disagrees. Although Xun Cheng has a steady temper, he is too meek and is not suitable for the future development of gangs." He glanced at Yang Guang and praised: "Your boy is pretty good now, a bit old Qi back then. Domineering."

"I can't compare to my godfather."

"Of course you can't compare!" The old man said affirmatively, "None of those gangsters can compare with Lao Qi." He and Qi Ye have known each other for the longest time, and they have the deepest friendship.

Yang Guang said: "The times are different. Our generation is definitely not comparable to your generation. I don't have the ability to be a godfather, so it is enough to guard my godfather's country and prevent the Yan Gang from collapsing."

"No prospect!" The old man was upset, "Young people should be aggressive and ambitious!"

"Ambition..." Yang Guang smiled meaningfully, "Is the third master saying that he hopes I swallow Hongmen?"

The old man didn't mind at all, "If you have the ability!" The old man gave him a sideways look, and said, "You have a big appetite! There are so many gangs in S City, so you are targeting Hongmen?"

Yang Guang spread his hands, "I always choose the big one when I gnaw the bones."

"You're not afraid of dying!" I didn't know whether his words were true or false, and I didn't try to find out the depth, but the more I watched him, the more upset I became, the old man chased him away, "Hurry up, don't run to me if you have nothing to do, I can I don’t want to drink tea with someone who wants to steal my job.”

Yang Guang raised the cup in his hand, "I drink plain water."

Coming out of 'Wuweiju' and sitting back in the car, Yang Guang's eyes were dark.

Zhao Dong saw it in the rearview mirror, and suggested: "Boss, if you don't like it, let's stop coming. Anyway, we haven't had much contact with Mr. Hong in the past two years."

"It's not that I don't like it." Yang Guang closed his eyes, rubbed his forehead and said, "It's just that I'm not used to it."

"What are you not used to?"

Unaccustomed to Mr. Hong's temptations, it is obvious that he has been a little too aggressive recently, which has aroused the old man's suspicion. After all, friendship belongs to friendship. When it comes to matters related to Hongmen, the old man is also protecting food after all.

In a short period of time, Yang Guang decided not to get involved in anything related to Hongmen, and he could not get anything at all.

After waiting for a long time without Yang Guang's answer, Zhao Dong rubbed his nose in self-defeating manner, and said to the people beside him, "Drive."

Finally, he regained some of the old feeling. Waving his fist and feeling the strength, Yang Guang was finally satisfied with the results of his several months of training.

He waved his hand and asked Xun Cheng to wait for him in the study, and then he went to take a shower and changed before pushing open the door of the study.

Yang Guang asked, "What's wrong?"

"Boss Mo asked us if we have any complaints about him?" Xun Cheng said, looking at Yang Guang, hesitantly said: "He came over again at the end of this month, and I didn't take it."

Why is it Boss Mo again?

Yang Guang frowned and asked, "Is it still a second-class product?"

"Correct."

Yang Guang curled his lips and sat down, "Just tell him, he doesn't have what I want, and I don't like his junk!"

"This... After all, we have cooperated for so many years. Isn't it good to say that?"

Yang Guang waved his hands impatiently, "Then you just look for any reason to give him. Anyway, we don't want the second-class goods in the future. I gave up his line to Mr. Hong. It's not that he can't sell it, is it? Do you still dare to make trouble?"

Seeing Yang Guang's firm attitude, Xun Cheng nodded, "I see."

Putting the materials in his hand on Yang Guang's desk, Xun Cheng said: "This is the price list given by the Middle Eastern guy, and the price is not low."

"Let's put it away first." Yang Guang glanced at it, without even the desire to open it, and said, "We don't have to rely on him, his stuff is okay, probably he didn't trust us, and deliberately set the price." A little high."

Xun Cheng said: "The ones I looked for before are all similar. After all, we are not familiar with us, and the price is not easy to negotiate."

"What's the rush?" Yang Guang raised his eyebrows, "We are buyers and they are sellers. We are not in a hurry, they are the only ones who are in a hurry."

"That's what I said, but there are not many goods in the warehouse..." If the business suddenly stops, he and the brothers below will not be able to explain it.

"It's okay." Yang Guang is not worried at all, "The companies I contacted are basically finalized, and a batch of goods will arrive next month. I will inform you of the specific time and clear the warehouse in the next few days. "

"Yes." Xun Cheng replied, but he was still a little puzzled, "The few sellers the boss found are all small sellers, and the types they supply are probably less than Boss Mo's."

"Currently." But in the next few years, the companies he's looking for will all become arms predators, and two of them will even monopolize the entire Asian market.

Yang Guang couldn't explain this to Xun Cheng, so he just said: "I am more optimistic about these companies, and they have a good prospect. If they develop, we are regular customers, and the price must be very favorable. During this period of time, you should contact other people more. If the price is acceptable, we will decide first, and we also have time to operate our own lines.”

"Yes, I understand."

He waved his hand to make Xun Cheng step back, and Yang Guang picked up the vibrating cell phone beside him.Glancing at the name on the display screen, Yang Guang raised his eyebrows, what would Yan Feng ask him for?

He answered the phone and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Yang Guang." Yan Feng asked, "Is it convenient for you to come to school now?"

He said, "Xiyan got into a fight with someone."

15. Yang Xiyan fights

Along the way, Yang Guang was thinking, with a child's temperament, how could he fight with others, at most he would be beaten.

But in fact, it was a fight.

Yang Xiyan really fought with someone, not to mention his own failure, the child who fought with him was also scratched with blood on his face.

The first time Yang Guang saw the two children, what Yang Guang thought was that it was time for the children to cut their nails.

"what happened?"

Yang Guang was angry at first, but when he came to see it, it was obvious that Yang Xiyan was slightly injured, except that his eyes were slightly bruised, and the child who fought with him had bloodstains all over his face, and was still oozing blood, crying That's called a hoarse voice.

Getting a headache from the crying of the magic voice piercing his brain, Yang Guang glanced at Yan Feng, who immediately asked the female teacher to lead him out very practically.

As soon as he saw him, Yang Xiyan was about to lean over, but he probably immediately thought of what good he did just now, took two steps forward, and put his feet back.With his head down, he twisted the corner of his clothes helplessly.

Yan Feng was still a little guilty at first, after all, Yang Guang handed over the man to him and failed in school, and he always couldn't justify it, but when the female teacher found the perpetrator, he only had a helpless face.

He said to Yang Guang: "Anyway, you are also a gangster, and you haven't taught your nephew how to fight?" What's the matter with all greetings?Although it is said that boys don't care about being disfigured, it will be troublesome if their parents pursue it.

Yang Guang sat down on the sofa, looked at the child standing there, and said, "Come here."

Yang Xiyan walked over slowly, not daring to get too close.

Yang Guang stretched out his hand and pulled him over, took his hand to look at it, and said, "Go back and ask Mama Qi to cut your nails."

"That's not the point, is it?" Yan Feng looked at the man who had no self-awareness, and reminded: "Shouldn't you ask him why he fought first?"

"Why are you fighting?" Seeing that the child kept his head down, Yang Guang's voice became cold, "Raise your head and watch me talk!"

Yang Xiyan moved, his eyes moved up bit by bit, and met Yang Guang's eyes, he shrank for a while, and whispered: "I'm sorry, second uncle."

"I didn't ask you to apologize." Raising his hand to touch the child's blue eyes, Yang Guang asked again, "Why did you fight?"

The child bit his lip, hesitantly, looked into Yang Guang's eyes, and whispered, "He said Second Uncle is... a villain."

The last two words, the child said very lightly, and as soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to hold Yang Guang's finger, and said loudly and firmly: "Second uncle is not, second uncle is not!"

Yang Guang paused, then looked up at Yan Feng.

Yan Feng spread his hands, "I guess I know your identity!" He curled his lips indifferently, "The underworld is not a good person!"

Unexpectedly, because of his words, Yang Xiyan immediately looked back at him with distant eyes, "Second Uncle is not! You are!" He leaned forward, grabbed Yang Guang tightly, and begged: "Second Uncle, Shall we go back? I don't like this..."

Yang Guang stretched out his body and pushed him away. When he saw the panic in his eyes, he raised his hand and touched his head. After hesitating for a while, Yang Guang suddenly asked, "Do you know what is the underworld?"

Yang Guang thought, maybe he should let this child know something, at least he should know what kind of person his second uncle is.

Seeing the bewildered expression on the child's face, Yang Guang smiled, but unfortunately that smile was definitely not kind, Yang Guang asked again: "Do you know why people call me a villain?"

"Stop joking, Yang Guang!" After all, they have been friends for several years, Yan Feng could see something in his eyes, but he didn't agree. "He is still young, don't let him see those dark things too early, you will regret it."

"Regret?" Yang Guang sneered, straightened up and looked at him with burning eyes. "Do you think that if he stays with me, he will never know anything?" He once made the opposite decision, and that was the decision he regretted the most.

"Not now." Yan Feng said with a serious face, "When he is older, he can decide how to choose by himself, but if you help him make the decision now, maybe he will hate you in the future!"

"If you hate it, hate it!" Yang Guang gave Yang Xiyan a meaningful look, and said to Yan Feng, "Please ask him for a week's leave."

"What are you going to do?" Yan Feng also stood up.

Yang Guang twitched the corners of his lips and said, "Teach him how to fight." Although it was earlier than expected, children always grow up, and there is nothing wrong with starting early.

In this regard, Yan Feng was supportive, "I know." But he still worried: "Don't take him to places he shouldn't go, be patient!" In terms of education, he is much more serious than Yang Guang.

He glanced at Yang Xiyan, and said to Yang Guang: "You should give him a chance to choose, light or darkness, if you make a wrong step, you can't turn back."

Silently looking at the ignorant child, Yang Guang nodded after a long while, expressing that he had listened to his advice, and said to Yan Feng: "Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion." Then he led Yang Xiyan out of the office .

As soon as he got in the car, Yang Guang called Tyson.

"Yang Guang?"

"Hi, Tyson." Yang Guang's voice sounded pleasant, but his eyes staring at Yang Xiyan were too gloomy.

He asked: "Do you still accept the business of personal trainers? The salary is huge!"

Yan Feng's stop was still useful, after all, Yang Guang invited people directly to his home instead of taking the child to the underground boxing ring.Although he really wanted to.

After hanging up the phone, he touched the bruise on the child's face and said, "Next time we fight, I don't want to see this on your face again, understand?"

Obviously the child didn't understand, he stretched out his hand to hold Yang Guang's finger, and asked with some doubts: "Second Uncle, aren't you angry?"

"Angry!" Yang Guang said, "What's the use of scratching your face like a woman? In a fight, you have to find clothes to cover it, and beat him hard in places where you can't see it. You beat him until he can't get up, or else he's nothing." If you fight, you might as well not fight!"

Yang Xiyan nodded half understanding.

Tyson didn't expect that Yang Guang would ask him to teach him, it would be a child.

When Yang Xiyan, who was not as tall as his legs, stood in front of him, he turned to look at Yang Guang and asked, "Are you kidding me?"

Yang Guang raised his eyebrows, "Do you think I'm joking?"

"It's not like!" Tyson replied, but his brows were furrowed even tighter, "That's why it's even more unbelievable."

Yang Guang pulled the child closer, pushed him in front of Tyson, and said, "My nephew, Yang Xiyan, I hope you can be his teacher."

"I refuse!" After looking the child up and down, Tyson replied without hesitation, "He is not suitable for learning Muay Thai." Tyson's best fight is Muay Thai, and no one can break the record so far.But what muay thai requires is ruthlessness, and children seem to have a warm and weak temperament at first glance. Such a person is not suitable.

"Not only muay thai, but what I hope is that you teach him at least three or more fighting skills. You can give him commissions as you like. As for your worries, trust me, he will never let you down!" The first murder, He was relentless, and Yang Guang really didn't believe that the child was not ruthless.

Tyson looked at Yang Xiyan, although Yang Guang's words made him very tempted, but he still felt that this child did not meet his requirements.

Tyson suggested: "You can find someone to teach him."

"I don't trust others." Yang Guang shook his head, smiled at him, and said, "Don't be soft, as long as you don't mutilate him, everything else doesn't matter."

These words are too cruel, but even if the child looked at him with a pair of bright black eyes, Yang Guang did not intend to change his mind at all. He even touched the child's head and said gently: "Okay!" Learn, there will be many people who scold your second uncle, and you can't win if you can't win."

The kid nodded.

"Are you misleading?" Although he didn't understand the whole story, looking at Yang Guang's expression, Tyson didn't believe that he asked him to teach the children just to make them fight.

Yang Guang didn't care much and said, "In this way, he is more motivated." In school, fights like this are probably inevitable, so you can't send people to follow them twelve hours a day!And he had already decided that as long as the children were willing to learn, he was willing to teach.

He won't, he finds someone else to teach!What this child can grow up to depends on his own choice.

If the child refuses, he will certainly not force it.

He said to Tyson, "I'll leave it to you." Seeing that Tyson was still hesitant to refuse, he added, "Please!"

Tyson's heart is very soft. Although the severity of his teaching and his fists are hard to imagine, but these three words from Yang Guang's mouth, Tyson really couldn't refuse.

He knew that Yang Guang didn't ask for help easily.

He looked at Yang Guang and said helplessly, "I knew it would be troublesome to know you!"

Yang Guang smiled, "It's too late to regret."

Tyson squatted, pinched Yang Xiyan's waist with two big palms, weighed the person, and felt the size of the child's skeleton, then nodded to Yang Guang, and said, "Get ready to pay a large sum of money." !"

"Don't worry, I've prepared it for you." Knowing that he agreed, Yang Guang heaved a sigh of relief. He patted Tyson on the shoulder, looked back at Yang Xiyan, and stood up to leave.

The child looked at his back, then turned his head to look at the big man in front of him.

Now that he has accepted it, Tyson will go all out, but looking at the obviously ignorant child in front of him, Tyson's face is a little more helpless, and he stretches out his big hand to touch the child's head, but he is caught avoided.

The action is quite sensitive.

He asked the child, "Are you afraid?"

I don't know whether the child really understands or doesn't understand, the child shook his head, so, the next moment, he was kicked away by Tyson.

16. Train children

Before learning to beat someone, one must first learn to be beaten. Yang Guang has experienced Tyson's teaching process, so he also knows what children will encounter.

You should rest assured, as long as Tyson is willing to teach, the child will become stronger sooner or later, although the process will be a bit painful.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

One shot after another, the erected human-shaped target was quickly pierced by the bullets. Zhao Dong was filling the gun with bullets, while winking at Xun Cheng who was standing there.

Boss has been practicing guns for several hours, anyway, you should persuade him quickly!

Xun Cheng looked at him, then at Yang Guang, who was holding the gun tightly with his lips pursed, with a stern expression on his face. After hesitating for a moment, he shook his head.

At this time, he didn't want to go up to seek death.

Fortunately, not long after, Yang Guang shook his numb wrist, dropped the gun and took off the blindfold, and Zhao Dong hurriedly reported the ring number. "Boss, 94 ring three." At the end, he couldn't forget to flatter him, "Boss' marksmanship has improved again."

Yang Guang glanced at him, rubbed his wrist, then looked at Xun Cheng, "What's the matter?"

"No big deal." Xun Cheng said, "Boss Mo wants to see you."

"See me?" Yang Guang raised his eyebrows, "Still not giving up?"

"Yes."

"See you then, where is the address?"

"Maode Building, one o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

"Okay, you can arrange it. Just call Mr. Hong and tell him about it. "

"This..." Xun Cheng said hesitantly: "He only said that he wanted to see you, and if Mr. Hong also came, this matter..."

"It's okay." Yang Guang took a few sips of water and picked up the gun again. "I'll introduce him formally. Anyway, it's all business. Who will do it?"

The reason why Boss Mo has been clinging to the Flame Gang is only because Hong Erye is too good at bargaining, and he is both soft and hard. Compared with such a ruthless character, doing business with Yang Guang, his life is much more secure .

It's a pity that no matter what, Yang Guang doesn't intend to change his mind.

The human-shaped target was replaced with a new one, and the blindfold was put on again. According to the outline in memory, Yang Guang raised the gun.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Gunshots rang out again in the shooting range, and Xun Cheng took the order to leave, while Zhao Dong stood beside him with a helpless expression on his face.

Boss, you are not tired of shooting, but I am also tired of loading bullets!

"How about it?"

When it was dark, Yang Guang came to pick up people, glanced at the child lying in the middle of the room, and asked Tyson.

"Very persevering." He kept kicking people all afternoon, and Tyson was very relaxed, and praised: "From the beginning to the end, he didn't say a word."

"You won't kick someone too hard and knock him unconscious, right?" Yang Guang looked at him suspiciously, and walked over.

As soon as he lowered his head, he met the child's bright eyes.

It is estimated that it rubbed against the mat when it fell, and the child had some scratches on his face, which were not serious, and his face was a little pale.