Perhaps his parents thought he was still a child and didn't want to upset him, so they didn't tell him about it.

After all, how old was he back then?

God knows how old his older brother was when he went missing.

However, the fact that Tian Yangsheng has no memory of his parents at all indicates that he was extremely young when he disappeared!

No more than three years old.

Because children's brains are not fully developed, some memories from very early childhood may be forgotten as they grow older.

Most people don't remember anything from when they were babies.

Perhaps some people have well-developed brains and can remember some fragments of memories from when they were four or five years old.

But what about memories from before the age of three?

It's likely that over 99.999% of humans wouldn't remember it.

At that time, Chen Zhijie was probably just born, or even not yet born.

so;

It's perfectly normal that he has no memory of his older brother, or even knows of his existence.

Finding his biological brother is definitely the best news Chen Zhijie has had today.

Even though he has fallen to this state, he is surprisingly in a pretty good mood at this moment.

of course!

If these guys in front of me don't come looking for trouble.

He should feel better now.

"You brat! What are you talking about?"

The pale-faced man picked at his ear; the language barrier was once again a pressing issue.

Chen Zhijie was speaking Hong Kong dialect just now.

A short, scrawny guy like the pale-faced man, who hangs out in the underworld, naturally wouldn't understand foreign languages.

He can understand only a few sentences of English, which is already due to his good memory and the fact that he has been with a few foreign girls.

As for Hong Kong dialect?

Feel sorry!

He really couldn't understand a single word.

Therefore, Chen Zhijie's words were completely like talking to a brick wall for the pale-faced man.

However, at this moment, a pale-faced man's henchman stepped forward.

This guy was tall and big, with a broad frame and muscles that clearly showed he exercised regularly, especially his pectoral muscles, which were particularly well-developed, making him look even more imposing.

This man was nicknamed "Whiteboard" because of his broad frame and large muscles.

Whiteboard is one of the most capable henchmen of the pale-faced man.

Moreover, Baiban is a college student, the most cultured one among them.

As for the others?

There are plenty of people who didn't even finish elementary school.

Some people don't even know how to read.

after all;

If you're truly cultured, who would want to go out and make a living?

These days, anyone who can study in Thailand and go on to university must have some family wealth.

Want to get by?

That's the choice of the lower class.

Baiban, on the other hand, came from a family that had fallen on hard times, and had no choice but to go out and make a living.

Even though he was out there trying to make a living, Baiban still felt deep down that he was different from the other short mules.

He is at least fluent in three languages, and his biggest hobbies are fitness and reading.

Unlike the illiterate people around him.

They either chat or do handicrafts.

That's so low-class.

Coincidentally, one of the prophecies about the Three Kingdoms that Baiban was proficient in was Hong Kong dialect.

As for whether Hong Kong dialect is considered a national language?

Anyway, the whiteboard thinks it counts.

Otherwise, wouldn't he only be fluent in two languages?

That would immediately lower your social standing.

"Brother, this guy is mocking you. He also said we're blocking their sun and told us to get out of the way."

He translated the message onto the whiteboard for his older brother.

of course!

Translation inevitably involves some embellishment.

At least Chen Zhijie never told them to get lost.

They were simply asked to leave.

While leaving and getting lost are essentially the same thing, the former is clearly much more polite than the latter.

However, the pale-faced man didn't understand Hong Kong dialect, so he naturally just accepted whatever his underlings translated.

In addition, Chen Zhijie did indeed have a contemptuous expression on his face just now.

This further confirms the content translated by his subordinates.

"Very good! It's been a long time since a newcomer has dared to talk to me like that!"

"Newbie, you're pretty good. I like guys like you with a temper. Don't worry, I'll take good care of you later. I just don't know if you'll still be as temperamental as you are now!"

The pale-faced man laughed in fury, cracking his knuckles as he snarled and lunged at Chen Zhijie's head.

Chen Zhijie is over 1.7 meters tall, while the pale-faced man in front of him is tall and strong. Although he is not 1.9 meters tall, he is over 1.85 meters tall, which is much taller than Chen Zhijie.

In addition, this guy has large hands, so when he grabs someone with that hand, it's quite intimidating.

However, Chen Zhijie was not the kind of newcomer who would be bullied. When the pale-faced man reached out his hand, he easily dodged it by stepping back.

Afterwards, she slapped the pale-faced man across the face.

Pa~!

That slap was incredibly crisp and loud.

The pale-faced man was completely stunned by the beating.

I never expected to get slapped like that.

He stood there, completely dumbfounded.

Then a clueless underling asked, "Big brother, did he slap you?"

a moment;

A blush suddenly rose on the unusually pale face of the white-faced man.

next second!

Pa~!

Enraged, the pale-faced man turned around and slapped his underling hard on the head.

"Fuck you guys?! Are you blind?! Our leader got beaten up and he's just standing there like an idiot?"

"Hit him!!"

The pale-faced man roared, spitting all over his underling's face.

The underlings who were being beaten didn't dare to dodge; they could only endure their boss's verbal attacks and had to smile apologetically at him.

"What are you laughing at! Attack!!"

The pale-faced man angrily kicked the guy in the butt, then charged forward first, looking ready to fight Chen Zhijie to the death.

Chapter 515: Completely outmatched! Sent to solitary confinement!

The pale-faced man rushed up and punched Chen Zhijie hard in front of him.

However, he clearly overestimated his abilities.

Faced with the pale-faced man's chaotic punches, which were entirely driven by brute force, Chen Zhijie easily dodged them, while also delivering a punch to the man's armpit and ribs.

This attack sent the pale-faced man staggering backward, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

He was in so much pain that he clutched his armpit, his face contorted in agony.

At this moment, Tian Yangsheng, who had been sitting aside watching the show, also sneered, then stood up and rushed towards the group of prisoners in front of him.

In a one-on-one fight, Tian Yangsheng is even stronger than Chen Zhijie.

Moreover, all his fighting skills were forged in blood and fire, and his attacks were almost always aimed at the opponent's vital points.

In just a minute or two, several prisoners with broken arms and legs were lying on the ground. Two unlucky ones were clutching their chests and pressing their necks, their faces flushed or pale, looking like they couldn't breathe.

"Who did that pale-faced man and his gang fight with?"

"It seems to be one of those two new recruits."

"Is this newbie so arrogant?"

"Shit! These two newcomers are so amazing?"

"Haha~! That idiot pale-faced man has really bitten off more than he can chew this time!"

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