Chapter 2250: : Dream back to eight hundred

Shen Qingwu's 72-way dog-sticking technique made her superb, let alone evil dogs, even people like Jing Hongming would change color and shiver under her stick.
There are hundreds of thousands of gangs under her command, four big nine bags of elders, and the world of discipline changed with just one order.
So, when she killed two unknown juniors who tried to hurt Yang Xiao, shouldn't she scream that the goddess came out of the world like this, and used the lore in the dog club to kill the "big dog" and smash their brains. ?
Why, not only did she not take the shot personally, and she did not allow the two nine-pocket elders who followed closely to use their own unique skills, and only let them pierce their heads with a pistol, a weapon that detracts from their status as masters?
Can solve the problem in the simplest and rude way, and never consider anything else. This is Shen Qingwu's outlook on life.
This way of dealing with the situation of Gangzhu Shen caused elder Song Zhongzhong a headache.
It feels like she really lost the face of the beggars of all generations.
Especially Song Zhongzhong, after countless secret spying, finally determined that Yang Xiao is actually a woman-but the great Shen gang leader is still obsessed with her, and almost caused all the elders to turn back and convene a board meeting. Dismissed her directly.
When a gang leader, no matter what she does, it does not matter that the gang of beggars is the largest gang in the world. She should abide by the rules of the world, and must not be for self-interest, regardless of face, is she still a qualified gang leader?
The answer is sure-yes!
Song Zhong’s "employment" for decades has followed four generations of gang leaders, but there has never been a generation of gang leaders who can make everyone's life so comfortable like Shen Qingwu.
Therefore, when Shen Qingwu saw the two men in black trying to hurt her sweetheart, her star eyes were slightly narrowed, and Zhu's lips were lightly opened to say a "kill", the two elders Song Zhong and Yan Shi immediately raised their guns.
There were two gunshots, and the two men in black didn't even make a complete howl, so they went to see Lord Yan.
"call!"
A few years ago, Song Zhong, who used a dog stick to make the people on the 17th and 8th of an underground casino crippled and suffered only ---- 17 or 18 gunshot wounds, raised his pistol and pointed it at the gun. He breathed out gently, showing the coldness of a master outsider.
Where did these two men in black come from, why did they kill Yang Xiao, etc., Shen Qingwu, who always followed them in secret, had long wanted to know.
But these people are not very capable, and they can't even hide their pistols-their mouths are very hard. Once captured, they immediately bit the poison capsule in their mouths and commit suicide.
Even so, the Lord Shen didn't bother to capture them alive this time, so he simply killed them.
Under the moonlight, wearing a tattered dress, rubbing the bottom of the pot on her face, but her neck, and the skin exposed from her clothes, Shen Qingwu, who was as white as a thousand years of snow, walked slowly in front of Yang Xiao.
Shen Qingwu looked at Yang Xiao, and sighed slightly after a while, bent over and reached out to hug her in his arms, then raised his head and looked in the direction of Heiwutan, then turned and walked quickly to and fro.
The two Song Zhongyanshi immediately followed them.
After several people walked more than ten meters away, four beggars came out from the grass on the side of the road and followed.
After these four beggars walked more than ten meters away, another eight beggars dangled from the grass on the side of the road----
Eight beggars stepped out--sixteen more beggars--
After sixteen beggars walked more than ten meters away, there were thirty-two more----
in case.
The two men in black can still see all this, and they will definitely cry and cry: "Nima, our brothers are just anonymous juniors who dream of leak detection, okay? Even if you should die ten thousand times, it seems that there is no need to take the world. A large group of gang leaders personally led the two nine-bag elders in Jiangbei, four eight-bag elders in Jiangnan, eight rudder masters, sixteenth hall masters, and thirty-two road'resident committee directors'.
In fact, after Shen Qing Wulian drove to Qingling County, it was more than just these sixty-two heads who followed closely?
There were also a hundred and eight Jiangnan masters who appeared ghostly from the woods on both sides of the road after Shen Qingwu left the murder scene holding Yang Xiao.
Everyone glanced back and forth, and then spread out ghostly again as one of them whispered.
When they disappeared under the crescent moon, the corpses of the two unknown juniors on the road were gone.
The pavement that was originally bumpy is as clean as a dog lick.
Only the cold moonlight that witnessed a tragedy was quietly scattered on this road.
Gradually, the crescent moon became lighter and lighter.
On the distant sea to the east, the sun struggled, finally revealing its red head.
When a ray of golden sunlight sprinkled on Yang Xiao's black silky hair through the window glass, she slowly opened her eyes.
who am I.
Where am I now.
What did I do before I woke up.
These three questions are basically the first to be asked by the unconscious person after waking up.
This is Yang Xiao.
Where am I now----I don't know.
Before I woke up, to protect Yang Tiantian, I went south to the seaside of Qingling County, a place called Heiwutan.
Ever since I set foot in Qingling County, influenced by the unique aura here, I have had the magical changes of day and night.
Especially when Yang Tiantian was standing on the edge of the cliff, surrounded by the dense fog that gradually diffused, slowly raising his hands and making evil laughs, my child----
After thinking of this, Yang Xiaofang's heart trembled, and suddenly there was a thunder in his head.
In the bang, she wanted to scream and jumped up.
However, let alone she leaped up, she couldn't even open her mouth to scream.
Only boundless fear, like a devil, pinched her neck.
Makes her unable to breathe.
Every cell in the body was trembling, shouting: "Child, my child!"
Yang Xiao remembered completely.
She remembered that she made a weird smile at Yang Tiantian, her lower abdomen became more and more painful, and she realized that the child would be injured.
Her child, as if about to become a monster, broke out.
Especially she couldn't hold on anymore. After quickly sinking into the cold darkness, subconsciously-the child, was already dead.
Because Yang Tiantian.
Because of the unique aura in the mist of the black fog beach!
Before she woke up, she seemed to be crying all the time.
Hysterical howling, frantic, white hair dancing wildly, scarlet eyes, fingers like hooks in his hands, and asked God why he took her child away.
"Child, child, my, my child."
When Yang Xiao, unable to move the least, was finally able to speak in a dumb voice, a small weak and boneless hand was placed on her forehead.
Then, she heard a familiar woman's voice, in her ears: "Don't worry, the child is okay. You just have a fetal gas. As long as you keep it for a few days, it will be fine.
Who?
Who is this?
Yang Xiao opened his eyes desperately, turning his head slowly to look at the woman who stroked her forehead with his hand, wanting to see who she was.
It was a face comparable to Huajiao.
It's just too hazy.
Too vague.
As soon as Yang Xiao saw the outline of that face, he was once again submerged by the tide of darkness.
Just when Yang Xiao's last trace of sanity was about to disappear, she seemed to hear a man's voice: "Helper, there are many suspicious near the hospital----"
Before the man finished speaking, he was interrupted lightly by the woman: "Kill. Don't keep one."
"So it was her."
When a light flashed from Yang Xiao's darkness, she knew who this woman was.
She said that the child is fine, then the child will be fine.
With her here, Yang Xiao can faint comfortably.
The nightmare before waking up turned into a sweet dream.
Yang Xiaomeng returned to eight hundred.
Years later----
In the bright sun, the refreshing wind slowly blew from the direction of the startled manger, urging up the corners of Yang Xiao's white robe and the white silk tied with her hair.
She looked peaceful.
But the gaze was very stern, and he slowly swept across a group of little kids, the ruler in his left hand was regularly tapping the palm of his right hand.
She sees which little kid, who will be quiet and pleased with a smile, then bowed her head, praying in her heart not to be beaten by her husband.
She said, "Li Han, you are the eldest brother. Now, let you set an example for everyone and write the first three hundred characters of the disciples rules silently."
The half-blood named Li Han stood up with his teeth trembling.
It may be because of the mixed race, or it may be because of his mother Ham. He has done too many wicked things in this life. Li Han is a good hand at sabotage, but if he is learning, he is stupid to let the pigs bow down.
In just three hundred words, he actually silently wrote for a full ten minutes, with eighteen typos.
If you write a typo, the palm of your hand will be a ruler against Mr. Yang.
"Mom, mom, help, help!"
When Li Han was pulled up by Mr. Yang's right hand, he raised the ruler to hit the palm of his hand, he suddenly burst into tears and cried out for help.
But he didn't dare to struggle, let alone withdraw his hand.
Because of Mr. Yang’s rules, if anyone doesn’t obey the punishment—double it.
The trafficker's mother Li Han stood outside the fence of the school.
She is obviously a European and American ocean horse with blonde hair, blue eyes and a tall nose, but she is wearing a coarse cloth, her blonde hair is wrapped in a blue handkerchief, and she carries a on her shoulders-she is nondescript, even 800 stupid girls are more pleasing to her. many.
After seeing his baby son about to be beaten, Ham was distressed to death.
She wanted to yell the enchantress and let my son go!
But she dare not.
Yang Xiao is the head of the Eight Hundred School. He specializes in teaching ancient Chinese and his prestige is second only to the old village chief.
In her three-acre land, let alone the trafficker Ham, even the most arrogant landlord’s wife Yue Zitong had to obey her rules.
Li Han shouted for help, which had long been expected by Yang Xiao.
His mother, a human trafficker, only dared to cover her mouth, tears streaming down her body, as if all her bones had been taken away, and she collapsed at the feet of the unbearable teacher--Yang Xiao also expected it.
She didn't care.
She just grabbed Li Han's little hand with her left hand and the ruler in her right hand, hitting it down one by one.
Every time he hits, Li Han will howl: "Oh, damn. Kill Lao Tzu, ah, no, I killed me!"
After seeing the red and swollen hands of the baby son, the trafficker finally couldn't help it, and roared like a she-wolf: "Yang Xiao, don't be so inhuman! You say my son is stupid, then let him write English silently!"
"Okay, then look at it."
Yang Xiao was not angry either. After finishing playing the eighteen rulers in a hurry, he said to a girl who is younger than Li Han: "Baby on the island, you write the first three hundred characters of the disciples in English."
"Okay, sir."
The baby on the island, like a doll, nodded his little head, walked to the small blackboard, started to use English with chalk, and silently wrote the first three hundred characters of Di Zi Gui.
The little girl did it in one go, all right.
There was a soft applause coming from outside the fence.
Yang Xiaoxiu frowned and turned to look.
Sakura on the island, the master of the Broken Blade, who is known as the legend of the East, was impressed by the baby’s excellent performance and couldn’t help but applaud, only to discover that Mr. Yang’s rule of "just not allowing any movement to interfere with the child" was broken. I hurriedly bowed deeply, please forgive me, sir.
In view of her sincere attitude towards confession, Yang Xiao snorted silently and did not pursue it.
She turned and smiled at the baby on the island and nodded.
To be recognized by Mr. Yang's smile is what these boys dream of the most.
Even Yue Zitong believed in the dragon and phoenix fetus, and worked hard to fight for it, so that she would sneer whenever she mentioned it-on the surface.
In fact, whether Fangfang or Tongtong, after being praised by Yang Xiao with a smile, the landlord's wife would be even happier than eating magpie poop.
After seeing that Mr. Yang wanted everyone to show his performance, the boys with good academic performance all raised their right hands.
Among them, the best learner is Tongtong, and Yang Xiao's son Li Xiaoyao.
However, Yang Xiao didn't call the name, but looked at someone with a tiger-headed brain: "Li Xin, come, use the first three hundred characters of the English Three-Character Classic."
Li Xin is far inferior to Tong Tong Xiaoyao in this group of young boys, but it is worse than Li Han.
It can be said that Li Xin is the worst one to learn.
But Yang Xiao nodded his name.
Helan Xiaoxin, who was standing outside watching the excitement, suddenly raised her throat.
Li Xin is also very scared.
But he had to follow the instructions of the husband, walked to the small blackboard, and began to write silently with trembling hands.
After half an hour, Li Xin made a total of 21 mistakes.
Helan Xiaoxin's face was pale, and he muttered silently, finished.
But to her surprise, Yang Xiao walked over, squatted in front of Li Xin, stroked his stiff little face with his right hand, and softly praised him for his kindness.
Fertile grass!
Ham was really angry, and he didn't care about the rules and irregularities anymore, screaming and questioning Yang Xiao's bias and direction!
Why was her son beaten for only 18 mistakes?
But Helan Xiaoxin's got compliments for making 21 mistakes! ?
"Because Li Han is three years older than Li Xin! Because Li Han is very smart, but he doesn't learn. Because Li Xin is struggling to learn, but he always works hard to learn. Just yesterday, when Li Xinmo wrote this, he was wrong. Eighteen places, but now he is only wrong 21 places. And Li Han, who made 23 places wrong yesterday, is still wrong 18 places today."
The answer Yang Xiao gave made Ham dumbfounded and speechless.
Helan Xiaoxin burst into tears with excitement, suddenly covered his face with both hands, turned and ran wildly.
Everyone onlookers looked back, just to see the lady on the street, twisting her hips, dancing lightly----
Then, except for Ham, all the onlookers gave thumbs up and admired: "You are the most competent gentleman in the world."
To be the most competent gentleman in the world is Yang Xiao's biggest dream after returning to hermit.
However, her son is still conceiving, Ham is still in Africa, and Helan Xiaoxin is not pregnant. How can she see all this?
Perhaps, there is a magical power in the dark, which made Yang Xiao see the future in a deep coma----
The beauty of the future makes her body and mind extremely peaceful and peaceful.
The dream, like a pale mist blown away by the breeze, gently dispersed.
Yang Xiao slowly opened his eyes again.
I saw the face of Shen Qingwu.
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