Being Expelled From the Wealthy Family in the Beginning

How Qingshui Street Fighter is Refined

——What? She used to be in the international class?? (Confused face)

 

——How did she get in?

 

——Listen to me, the second class is the most miserable, being forced to drag an aircraft carrier.

 

——Second Class Student Committee: It’s annoying. Our liberal arts class’s grades are dragged down by her. This time it got even better. She cheated and got zero points. Our whole class has to be laughed at because of her.

 

——Bai Shaoqi replied to the Second Class Student Committee: Sister has already gone to Xiangcheng.

 

This was all the content of the screenshot.

 

The original owner did not add Bai Shaoqi’s WeChat, nor did she have Song Min’s.

 

Dog friend then sent a message to Bai Lian: [I’m so angry, she deliberately replied to the second class’ student committee’s post, everyone is going crazy, what’s going on? Are you really in Xiangcheng?]

 

Bai Lian: [As you can see, I am in Xiangcheng]

 

Dog friend: [Are you stupid, going to that remote place?]

 

Dog friend: [???]

 

Bai Lian: [[Smile]]

 

Dog friend: [You smile at me?]

 

Miss Bai didn’t quite understand the smile of modern people.

 

She typed a question mark and returned to Baidu to search for topics to interest her.

 

Ji Heng did not live in a community, but on Qingshui Street.

 

In the undeveloped slums of Xiangcheng, there was a large area of bungalows, dark and damp. Outside was a block, a no-man’s land, there were bars and black markets at the end of the street, very chaotic.

 

The river facing Qingshui Street from a distance was the border between the two countries.

 

This area was particularly chaotic, and in most cases, the police dared not manage it.

 

Today, however, a few patrol officers could be seen, and a small bulge at their waist was a gun.

 

Ji Shaojun took a look and was surprised. “Someone is patrolling today?”

 

“It’s only been recently.” Ji Heng walked towards an alley with his pipe.

 

Ji Shaojun nodded, it’s better to have patrol officers, at least it ensured the safety here.

 

After all, considering Bai Lian’s face, it’d be quite dangerous in this area.

 

The alleys here were narrow and dim, with cobblestone roads. There were piles of uncleaned garbage at the corners, and occasionally black water would be squeezed out from the cobblestones under one’s feet. It’s a different world from the bright Northern City.

 

Bai Lian had been very quiet all the way, without commenting on the conditions here.

 

After turning several alleys, they finally arrived at Ji Heng’s residence. There were low bungalows next to it. Ji Heng took out the key and opened the door of a small courtyard.

 

The courtyard was not big, there was a Wutong tree in the middle, and there was a stone table and a well under the tree.

 

Ji Heng took out his pipe and pointed to the room on the right, “That’s where your mother used to live, you sleep there. The conditions are like this, if you can’t get used to it, go back to the Bai family.”

 

After speaking, Ji Heng turned and entered his own room.

 

Ji Shaojun smiled at Bai Lian comfortingly. Seeing that she did not object, he breathed a sigh of relief and took her suitcase in.

 

Although the room was a bit old, the items inside were well preserved and cleaned.

 

Bai Lian opened the suitcase and took out a pile of books inside and placed them on the desk by the window.

 

“Ah Lian, you…” Ji Shaojun thought that the suitcase was her clothes or girls’ cosmetics. He didn’t expect it to be a full box of books. He was stunned for a while, and then whispered, “You don’t have to worry about school, we will find a way.”

 

He went out to find Ji Heng.

 

Bai Lian sat on the table with her legs bent and flipped through the books. She took out the most interesting mathematics to read.

 

From mathematics to geography and politics, to English, English was the language she least wanted to read. She flipped through it briefly, and then looked at the last subject—

 

History.

 

The original owner studied liberal arts, so there would be history.

 

About five minutes later, she pulled out one of the history books. A test paper she had tucked inside fell to the ground. She bent down to pick it up casually, but her gaze touched a question on it—

 

[20. Briefly describe Liang Zewen’s Corvée system, what impact did it have on the long reign of the Dayong Dynasty? Why did his death push Emperor Jiang Wu’s usurpation to the peak?]

 

(t/n Corvée- Taxation System in Ancient China)

 

Snap——

 

Bai Lian immediately clipped the test paper into the history book.

 

She was breathing rapidly, her fingertips deforming the history book, her round fingernails turned white, and her long eyelashes drooped, covering her trembling pupils.

 

****

 

“Do you want me to accompany you?” Ji Shaojun saw Bai Lian going out from a distance and came out from the door, then explained, “It’s quite roundabout here.”

 

None of Shen Qing and the others remembered the way.

 

Bai Lian put on the hood of her hoodie and shook her head.

 

“Okay,” Ji Shaojun saw that she seemed a bit silent, guessing that she might be in a bad mood because of the Bai family, and lowered his voice, “Don’t go too far, call me if you can’t find the way, be careful.”

 

“Okay.”

 

Bai Lian walked out along the original road. She had a good memory. Although the road was complicated, she wouldn’t forget it after walking once.

 

Many of the maps during the march were drawn by her.

 

“Two yuan.” The middle-aged man in the street stall gave her the mineral water, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the towel around his neck, “Little girl, you’re not from this area, are you?”

 

She had an excellent appearance and a special temperament. Her outstanding figure was obviously different from ordinary people. The shopkeeper knew she was not from here at a glance.

 

This Qingshui Street was an old town area, a more than three-meter-wide bluestone road, there were gambling houses, black markets, bars at the end of the street, it’s a mix of fishes and dragon. (TL: a mix of good and bad people)

 

A kilometer further ahead, it gets even more complicated, it’s the border between two countries.

 

It’s a no-man’s land, and it’s not uncommon for people to disappear.

 

Bai Lian  nodded, she used her Huami to scan the code and pay, her gaze fell on the huge banyan tree branch next to the shop.

 

The banyan tree was in front of a temple, and the low houses next to it were all under its thick branches.

 

A lazy branch spanned the three-meter-long street.

 

There were several red silks hanging on it.

 

“The Tree God is over 1300 years old,” the shopkeeper continued to move the boxes piled up outside the shop. Seeing Bai Lian looking at the banyan tree, he explained, “It is our protector, you can go two steps forward if you want to see. Entering the main entrance is our Tree God Temple.”

 

Bai Lian’s long hair fell from the side, she leaned against the wall looking at the tree trunk, her eyes were a bit lazy. “Over a thousand years old.”

 

She felt a few gazes next to her.

 

The shopkeeper put down a box of things, turned his head, and involuntarily tightened the towel around his neck.

 

A few people appeared on the street, it wasn’t too hot, but the person leading the group was wearing a white vest.

 

When the white vest person came closer, he didn’t care at first.

 

But after seeing Bai Lian’s delicate face that made people want to conquer, he casually took a box of cigarettes from the shopkeeper’s shop, asked the shopkeeper, took out one and bit it. “Who is she?”

 

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and nervously said, “She is my niece.”

 

“Niece, you f*****!” White vest sneered and kicked him away, approaching Bai Lian.

 

The shopkeeper was kicked aside, “There have been patrols these days, you, you guys…”

 

Several little brothers surrounded him. They were obviously very familiar with this kind of scene and didn’t pay attention to Bai Lian either, who standing relaxed on the side and chuckling at the farce.

 

Bai Lian glanced at white vest, “Looking for me?”

 

White vest’s heart jumped because of her gaze and took a big step forward.

 

He looked up and down at Bai Lian, his eyes like a sticky snake, and lit a cigarette, “Do you know that you have to pay protection fees when you come to Qingshui Street?”

 

“Protection fees?” Bai Lian calmly flicked the leaf on her shoulder.

 

She tilted her head and smiled, her eyes seemed to sparkle.

 

Sweet and obedient.

 

It made people very eager to conquer.

 

“Yes.” White vest couldn’t bear it and reached out to touch Bai Lian’s face.

 

In just this moment, Bai Lian twisted an empty bottle and smashed it into the trash can.

 

When she turned to the side, she grabbed white vest’s outstretched arm with one hand, exerted great force, and broke his arm. Then she grabbed his hair with her other hand. White vest screamed in pain and tried to resist, but was slammed into the wall behind him!

 

With a loud bang, his head was slammed hard against the wall!

 

Blood immediately oozed from his head.

 

White vest was in so much pain that his facial features twisted. He was horrified to find that he couldn’t move, and could only stare at her with wide eyes, “You…”

 

Bai Lian grabbed his hair and lazily smiled, using a huge force to slam his head against the wall again!

 

Bang–

 

Another sound, more blood flowed out, and white vest’s eyes were filled with gold stars. He had lost the ability to resist.

 

Like a rabbit being squeezed and flattened by someone.

 

No one doubted her skills. White vest was the best fighter in their area, which was why he became the boss. The three little brothers beside him shrank to the side.

 

Bai Lian withdrew her gaze.

 

Her attention returned to white vest.

 

She was actually a little curious about the taste of the cigarettes that so many people in this world smoked.

 

In the fearful eyes of white vest, Bai Lian took away his cigarette box, and slowly took out one from inside.

 

Her rosy lips lightly bit the cigarette, and her eyelashes drooped carelessly. The little brother beside her immediately came up to light it for her.

 

Her hair was a bit messy, and a thin smoke came out of her mouth. One hand loosely held the cigarette, with fingers that were shiny white, clean and slender. The other hand lazily grabbed white vest’s hair, while blood still dripped from his face to the ground. She lazily flicked the ash off the cigarette, “So——”

 

“Now, do you still want protection fees?”

 

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  1. V says:

    Woow…my favorite type. This is what you call cool gurl ~\( ≧▽≦)/~~\( ≧▽≦)/~
    Thank you for the new novel.

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