In the dark alley...
A few boys, dressed in a way that hardly looked like proper students, surrounded a slender boy. One of them, with a cigarette in his mouth, tapped Fang Xiao's pale face with a cellphone.
"I heard you've got money. How about it? Lend your brother a few bucks to spend?"
Fang Xiao hugged his backpack tightly and shook his head, lips pressed together, not saying a word.
The boy who tapped Fang Xiao's face frowned at this reaction, "What do you mean? This morning you were lending money to Biaozi and his gang, and now you're giving us the run-around. Got a problem with us?"
After speaking, he kicked the young man in the stomach.
A black footprint appeared on Fang Xiao's white shirt, and he immediately crouched on the ground, covering his stomach, his face pale and forehead beading with cold sweat, body trembling slightly. Yet, Fang Xiao only let out a muffled groan.
He had grown used to such things.
"I... already don't... don't have any money left."
