Chapter One: Struck by Lightning

  On the bus, a thin man stretched his hand into the pocket of a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and kept searching.

  At first I looked up at a 45-degree angle and pretended to be indifferent.

  But Xiaozi's skills were really too awesome, the car moved and his hand was turned upside down, then he reached in again, fumbled for half a day and seemed to have found the wallet, but still couldn't get it out, Xiaozi's face was covered in sweat, pulling and tugging, the dry hands had bulging veins, just short of calling on the dog bear pig rabbit to come and pull it out.

  A middle-aged man was standing next to me, and the thin guy's hand that was holding his treasure was almost rubbing against my chin.

  Finally, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I sighed and said to Xiao Shou:

  "Brother, I'd better take care of you. If I don't, your financial road will be cut off and you'll hate me. But if I do take care of you, my conscience won't be clear either - it's better for you to just rob openly."

  The skinny guy was startled and his hand unconsciously pulled out... the wallet finally came out...

  Then everyone in the car focused their attention on him, staring at the wallet of someone else he was holding in his hand...

  The middle-aged man shouted first: "Ah, that wallet is mine!" He said, snatching it over and holding it tightly in his arms.

  The thin man glared at me fiercely, and I met his gaze calmly. The people on the bus began to whisper among themselves, carefully making room for a patch of empty space while checking their wallets.

  The driver heard something was wrong and slowed down the speed, observing from the rearview mirror.

  I shouted at him: "Master, stop the car and let this big brother get off."

  The thin man said viciously: "You're looking for trouble!"

  I smiled and said: "I'm doing this for your own good, relying on my skills to make a living without losing face, but you're not even qualified to be out here - aren't you from a vocational school?"

  A few ill-looking men behind the thin man were making aggressive moves towards this side, the thin man glanced back and sneered with a hint of complacency: "Get down for me! Brothers will teach you how to be human!"

  I pulled his hand away from mine with force, implying a threat: "Think it over!"

  At this time, the driver had stopped the car and was looking at us with a puzzled expression.

  The thin man behind him had already squeezed over, and the two people in front of him were about to come over and drag me away without saying a word.

  "What are you going to do?"

  With a loud shout, two tall and strong students stood up from the seats in front of me. One of them, who had a badminton racket on his back, pushed away the first skinny guy who rushed over and shouted: "You're still justifying your thievery?" The other student with long legs and big hands also pointed at those people and said: "Don't come any closer!"

  The skinny guy was taken aback, somewhat unclear about the situation. He probably didn't expect someone to dare show up in this situation, and seeing that I wasn't easy to mess with, he pointed his spearhead at the student carrying a tennis racket: "You little bastard, watch your mouth! Which eye of yours saw me as a thief? Do you need me to fix you?"

  The student slapped the middle-aged man: "You've been caught red-handed, and you're still denying it in front of the owner?"

  The thin man glared at the middle-aged man viciously and said, "Did I steal from you?"

  At this time, the middle-aged man had not yet put his wallet in his pocket. I thought he would at least say something to me, but unexpectedly, this little guy quickly put away his wallet and smiled apologetically: "No... nothing."

  I was suddenly furious, stood up and swung at him with one hand, this little brat immediately covered his head and crouched down, repeatedly saying: "Don't hit me."

  I gave him a cold shoulder and told Skinny: "I'm not going to bother with this anymore, you guys go ahead."

  The skinny guy thought I was afraid, and with a flourish of his hand, he shouted loudly: "No way, none of you can run away from today's matter! You, you, and you, all get off the bus!" He was pointing at me and those two students.

  The tall student said loudly: "If you're going down, just go down, are you afraid of me?"

  I sighed, these two young men have good hearts, but they are too foolish. The other side has at least six or seven people, and it seems there are more on the way. On the bus, they didn't dare to do anything too excessive, but once they got off, they would be beaten up at best, and at worst... Now what wouldn't these thieves dare to do?

  Originally, if it were just me, there would still be room for maneuvering, but with two more students added to the mix, things became difficult. I pinched Xiaozhi's arm and whispered: "Everyone knows what's going on in their hearts, if you're not satisfied later, come find me privately, let's leave each other a way out."

  But then the skinny guy thought I was afraid of him, and instead he grabbed my arm and shouted: "No way, you have to get off with me!"

  The driver shouted loudly: "Are you getting off or not? The traffic police will fine us in a minute."

  The skinny one heard and pulled me down with even greater force: "Get down!"

  I pushed him away and several people behind him immediately filled the gap. The two students also started fighting with each other, and the carriage suddenly became chaotic.

  In the chaos, no one noticed that on the adjacent motorway, a big car that had been stuck for more than half an hour suddenly opened its door, and a fat man in a suit rushed out of the car, quickly jumped onto our bus, sweating profusely, saying: "Thank goodness, driver, please hurry up, I have a big client to meet."

  The driver pointed helplessly behind him: "Can we still drive like this?"

  "Hey, hey, you folks having some issues? Why don't we take it outside, I'm in a hurry."

  We were too busy to bother with him, but the fat guy kept sending us his business cards: "Help me out, if you need anything in the future, you can find me."

  Both of my hands were busy dealing with Shou and the thin man, so I signaled him to put his business card in my pocket, while kindly reminding him: "Be careful with your bag!"

  The fat man subconsciously covered it, and the phone in his bag had already been pinched out by a pair of chopsticks from behind. The fat man quickly became aware of the current situation and obediently hid to one side.

  The skinny guy and his cohorts hated me even more, the skinny guy clenched his fist and shouted: "Get down here!"

  At this time, a red-faced man behind us impatiently said: "If you want to go down, go down by yourself, why drag others?" He was holding an extra-large stainless steel wine jug in his hand and spraying wine from his mouth, apparently having drunk quite a bit. However, his words were still helping our side.

  The skinny guy started glaring: "Mind your own business!"

  The man unwillingly showed weakness and said: "If you want to roll quickly, everyone is in a hurry and has no time to accompany you to fool around!"

  A young man standing next to him, holding a large bouquet of roses and wearing a white collar, chimed in: "Exactly, I have a date with my girlfriend too."

  These two people took the lead, and others on the bus started to chime in: "We're going to be late for work, you should compensate us for our lost pay!" "You'd better let it go, besides, you're not in the right." "What kind of world is this, where thieves are so arrogant?"

  People gossiped like this, and the thin man was indeed guilty of being a thief, so he lost a few points of arrogance, but when looking at my eyes, he added a few points of resentment. He pushed me hard in the chest and scolded: "You wait for me!"

  I stumbled backward, luckily the student with the racket behind me supported me, I was furious and scolded him, pointing at his nose: "You be careful to get struck by lightning!" while making a desperate effort to move forward.

  Just at this moment of stalemate, a long and bright lightning bolt came from the sky, piercing through the car roof, flashing past my face, and then opening a hole the size of a bowl on the bottom of the car.

  Many people witnessed this moment with their eyes wide open, it came suddenly without warning, and returned to calm in an instant. Outside was a vast expanse of clear sky, if not for the existence of that bowl-sized hole at my feet, I would have almost thought it was just a dream.

  At last, after a few seconds of stunned silence, people burst out in a chorus of gasps.

  The driver was also getting impatient and heard the noise in the car, so he turned around and shouted loudly: "What's going on? Are you guys getting off or not?"

  The skinny man was shocked by this move, he involuntarily retreated a few steps, staring at me with wide eyes, while stretching out his hand to stop his companions who were about to pounce over again - those people were blocked by him and still didn't know what had happened.

  I was still in a state of shock after half a day, there were over 100 people in the car, but I felt that the lightning bolt was heading straight for me with precision, even if it wasn't for the crucial moment when Skinny pushed me, I might have already been pierced by the sugar gourd. Despite this, the lightning still singed off a clump of hair on my forehead, which stood upright and emitted a choking smell of smoke. I felt like I was losing my soul as I touched the top of my head, my legs went limp, and my student kept asking: "Big brother, are you okay?"

  At this time, the skinny man who had come back to his senses stared at me for half a day, suddenly rushed behind and waved his hand: "There is a superior, we retreat!"

  I'm speechless...

  The thin man was the last one to get off, and as he left, he seemed to remember something and stuck his head out of the car door, gloatingly shouting at me: "That lightning strike was meant for you!"

  I was deeply depressed, and the thin man was right. The thunder that struck was indeed me, named and surname unbiased. I even felt that this thunder was the old sky god who aimed at the cloud for half a day before releasing it.

  Everyone in the car looked at me with strange eyes...

  "What kind of world is this?"

  Someone behind me whispered comfortingly: "Don't be angry, big brother, maybe it was a misfire."

  I looked up at the hole on my head and touched my burnt hair, going crazy: "This is too much, what's with 'maybe' being wrong?"

  "That student said: 'He must have hit it crooked.'"

  I can only say that there is one kind of lie in this world that is benevolent, even if the old heaven himself comes down to explain to me that it's an accident, I will still look down on him! The error did not exceed 0.1 cm, and anyone who didn't aim at the spiral on my head for more than half an hour can't hit this accurately!

  The driver also smelled the burnt smell on my hair and, while preparing to start the car, said without looking back: "Those who smoke, put out your cigarettes!"

  Someone carefully said: "Master, you'd better take a look."

  The driver looked unhappy and said, "What's wrong now? Why are there so many today... damn it, what's going on?" He walked over while talking and was shocked when he saw the big hole on top of the car.

  Everyone focused their attention on me, who was still fuming. Then they told him what had happened in a flurry of words.

  "Are you...alright?"

  I stroked my charred hair and said, "It's okay."

  "But how can I explain this to the team? Do you think they'll believe me?" The driver started to get depressed.

  "The hole on top can be fitted with a glass skylight, and the one below... you guys can install a fence to make it a toilet. Then this will be the first bus with a bathroom." I suggested to him.

  The fat man came up afterwards and said urgently: "Master, let's go, I'm really in a hurry."

  The driver glared at him: "Have you bought a ticket?"

  The fat man hastily pulled out 100 yuan from his bag and handed it to the driver: "Please."

  The master ignored him, stuffed the money into the coin box, and sighed as he continued on his way.

  Another tall student joked with me: "Big brother, you missed a chance to cross over. If it weren't for your sudden awakening, who knows, maybe you would have become a king or a general."

  I also came back to my senses and smiled wryly: "Forget it, we can't even make gunpowder or blow glass, if we go, won't we just get bullied to death?"

  "Long Legs laughed and said: 'Nowadays, it's no longer popular to make firework glass, now the trend is for useless people who can't sense any elements and can't cultivate internal energy, that's the most sought after.'"

  The student who was hit by the ball racket laughed and said, "Stop talking nonsense." Then he turned around and seriously said to me, "Brother, you were really cool just now."

  I also like these two kids, and after asking, I found out that they are both from our province's sports academy. The one with the racket is a badminton major named Zhao Dan, while the tall one has the same specialty as Liu Xiang: 110-meter hurdles sprint, his name is Lin Heshuang. Both of them are sophomores, actually only two years younger than me.

  After chatting for a while, I solemnly told them: "Next time you encounter something like this, don't rush up stupidly. Now people's hearts are so wicked." As I said that, I glanced at the gold-rimmed glasses. He hastily pretended to lower his head.

  "Are you still the same?" said Zhao Dan, who was playing badminton with me.

  "I'm really different from you guys."

  Lin He Xiang's eyes lit up and he asked: "Big brother, are you a special forces soldier?"

  I shook my head.

  "Can you do martial arts?"

  I shook my head again.

  "What makes you dare to take the lead?"

  I thought for a moment and answered him seriously: "There are people in my prison system."

  Two students immediately looked a bit disappointed, and finally Zhao Dan couldn't help but ask out of curiosity: "Is... who?"

  "My dad."

  "Is Lao Yezi the prison warden?"

  I said: "No, he was sentenced to eight years for intentional injury and is serving his sentence."

  Lin He Xiang was taken aback for a moment before bursting out laughing: "Big brother, you're really humorous."

  Division line

  To avoid mathematical problems from appearing in the first chapter, I checked even the "one" in the first chapter several times before posting it.

  Xiao Hua is back, old classmates each took their place, new classmates each received a small red flower.