Siheyuan: Started in 1950, third-level cook

Chapter 1158 I'm just a little stronger

Afterwards, Ning Wei, who had escaped from prison, continued to flee, and many things happened during this time. In short, he committed more and more crimes, and finally ate peanuts.

Looking back on Ning Wei's life, if he hadn't been so impulsive and had acted with some sense, he wouldn't have ended his life so early.

Thinking of this, Chen Jun couldn't help but take a closer look at Ning Wei in front of him.

"Brother Chen, I want to learn kung fu from you!"

Ning Wei is a straightforward guy; he got straight to the point with his first sentence, without saying a single polite word.

"Learn kung fu?"

Chen Jun smiled and asked, "Why do you want to learn kung fu?"

"Go kill that little bastard!"

Ning Wei, still a teenager, had a murderous glint in his eyes. The little brat had stabbed his older brother to death, and he had to avenge this blood feud.

But he's neither as ruthless nor as skilled as that little rascal; going after him would be tantamount to hanging himself.

So when he heard that Zhong Yuemin was coming to see Chen Jun, he followed him all the way.

"I only know a little bit of basic kung fu, I can't teach others." Chen Jun refused without even thinking when he heard that this kid was learning kung fu to kill people.

No wonder Ning Wei became so extreme when he grew up; it turns out that the seeds of this were already sown at this time.

"Hey, Brother Chen, you're too modest. How could someone with such mediocre skills take down so many people by themselves?" Zhong Yuemin was also quite interested in this thing.

He actually wanted to learn a few tricks from Chen Jun, but he was too embarrassed to do so.

But if Ning Wei successfully becomes his apprentice, he can learn a thing or two from him, and once he's mastered the skills, he'll be the coolest guy in the room when he gets into a fight.

"I'm just a little stronger."

Chen Jun waved his hand, then said to Ning Wei, "You're still young, there are some things you can't consider yet, wait..."

"Brother Chen, please teach me!"

Before Chen Jun could finish speaking, Ning Wei suddenly knelt down and grabbed Chen Jun's leg, refusing to let go.

“My brother was stabbed to death by that bastard. I have to avenge him no matter what. I’m not afraid of being tired. As long as you’re willing to teach me, I’ll do anything you ask.”

"If all else fails, I'll give you my life after I've taken my revenge!"

Give me your life?

Chen Jun almost laughed at Ning Wei's words, wondering where the kid had learned such language.

Actually, it would be nice to teach Ning Wei a few tricks, but now is not the time.

If nothing unexpected happens, that little rascal won't be able to cause trouble for much longer. It's not too late to teach Ning Wei after he's done with it.

"Alright, alright, get up." Chen Jun grabbed Ning Wei's shoulders and lifted him up like a chick.

Ning Wei was shocked; what immense strength!

Although he was thin, he weighed over 110 pounds, and when Chen Jun lifted him, it was as if he were lifting a bag of cotton.

Master!

Chen Jun is indeed a master; Zhong Yuemin wasn't lying.

"Brother Chen, you agreed?" Ning Wei was overjoyed.

"Hmm, but you're not ready to practice martial arts yet!" Chen Jun said, stroking his chin. "You can read, right?"

"Of course!" Ning Wei nodded vigorously.

"Just learn to read. Starting today, you will read three books a week. If you can keep it up for three months, I will teach you kung fu."

Um? ?

Ning Wei was completely confused.

When asked if he could read, Ning Wei thought Chen Jun was going to give him some kind of martial arts manual.

But I never expected it would be to send him to school!

What's the use of reading? It won't kill the little rascal!

What he wants now is force, the force to kill that little bastard.

"Why?" Ning Wei asked, puzzled.

Zhong Yuemin patted Ning Wei on the shoulder: "That's Brother Chen testing you. Learning martial arts requires patience and perseverance. If you can't even persevere in reading, then you're not cut out for martial arts."

Zhong Yuemin felt he had seen through everything.

Upon hearing this, Ning Wei suddenly realized what was going on, and then nodded vigorously to Chen Jun: "Don't worry, Brother Chen, I can definitely hold on for three months."

Chen Jun nodded: "Okay, since you've agreed to my request, then act like a man and keep your word. Don't lie or cheat. I might just check up on you someday."

"Once I find out you haven't done it, there's no point in mentioning learning martial arts anymore, and I won't teach you."

Making Ning Wei patiently study for three months serves two purposes: firstly, the little rascal will be mostly gone within three months; secondly, reading can cultivate one's character and help one establish normal values.

Ning Wei is a very capable person and a righteous person, but he is too impulsive and reckless.

Reading can actually help Ning Wei get rid of his bad habits.

Ning Wei hadn't expected this, nor had Zhong Yuemin; they simply took it as some kind of test that Chen Jun had set for Ning Wei to accept as a disciple.

After all, that's how it's written in storybooks.

"Haha, Brother Chen, I'll keep an eye on things for you!" Zhong Yuemin laughed heartily, appearing quite pleased.

"No supervision is needed. I, Ning Wei, mean what I say!"

Despite his young age, Ning Wei possesses a fierce spirit.

Zhong Yuemin chatted with Chen Jun for a few more minutes before saying goodbye and leaving.

He needs to talk to Li Yuanchao and Zhang Haiyang tonight about how to find the little bastard. Ideally, they should find his hiding place and kill him directly, otherwise he'll always be a menace.

Don't be fooled by the fact that the tough guys in their compound seem fearless; if they were alone and ambushed by some rascals, they'd actually get scared.

After all, fights are usually just brawls and brawls, and people know how to control their strength when they strike. At worst, they end up in the hospital for a couple of days, and it's rare for someone to be seriously injured.

But that little bastard is different; he's a madman who'll stab you to death if he says so.

The gangsters, including Li Yuanchao, wouldn't feel at ease until they caught the little rascal soon.

Therefore, Li Yuanchao informed Zhong Yuemin to gather together tonight to discuss the plan.

Chen Jun rode his bicycle back to the courtyard house. Before he even entered, he saw a group of people gathered in the front yard. Several middle-aged women were excitedly discussing something, and spittle was flying everywhere.

"Hey, Chen Jun, you're finally back! Something big has happened in our courtyard!" Third Uncle Yan Bugui rushed over as if he had been waiting for him on purpose.

Chen Jun glanced at the older women: "Are those three aunties talking about Xu Damao's arrest?"

"Uh, you already knew?"

Yan Bugui's expression stiffened. The reason he was standing in the courtyard was that he wanted to tell Chen Jun what was going on in the courtyard first, so as to bring the two families closer together.

I just didn't expect that Chen Jun already knew about this.

"Everyone in the entire steel rolling mill knows about it." Chen Jun smiled. "Xu Damao was taken away by the security department, and within a morning, everyone in the factory knew about it."

"Sigh, I don't know what Qin Huairu was after. She had already taken Xu Damao's money, so why did she go to the yamen to report it? Now our courtyard is famous again." Yan Bugui sighed.