老王坐那儿抽闷烟，眉头越皱越紧。小明给他倒了杯水，小声说：“叔，先进酒店住着吧，这儿太冷了。”

老王摆摆手，估计是不想花钱，也别了他，自个儿又蹲那儿胡思乱想。刚才那亲戚嘴里的那番话，想起来就火大。“穷鬼一个，还不赶紧滚蛋！”这话虽然没明说，但那眼神里的意思，老王能骗过谁？

正想骂两句解气，突然就听见旁边有人喊：“哎，老王头，在这儿呢？”

老王回头一看，差点没背过气去。一个穿着花里胡哨运动服，脚蹬万金油皮鞋的小子，嚣张跋扈地站在他面前，身后还跟着两个跟班似的家伙，手里都提着个鸟笼，好几个金丝雀在笼子里乱飞。

这小子，老王认识，是城里的富二代，姓赵，叫赵天霸，家里开纺织厂，年轻气盛，一身的臭钱味儿。以前老王在乡下的时候，就听说过这小子，嚣张得跟二五八万似的，没事就带着一群跟班在街上撒野。

赵天霸指了指老王，对那两个跟班说：“看什么看？这儿没你们的事，滚！”

那两个跟班很识趣，互相对视一眼，一左一右就把老王挤到了一边。

老王气得浑身发抖，想上去理论，可刚一站起来，就被赵天霸一脚踹得坐在了地上。

“老王头，你以为你是什么东西？敢挡我的路？给我废了他！”赵天霸冷笑一声，从兜里掏出一把管制刀具，晃了晃，吓唬人。

老王吓得魂飞魄散， curled up into a ball, teeth clenched, trying to block the pain.

But just as he was about to be hurt, a voice suddenly came from above: "You're bullying an old man, aren't you?"

Altogether, there was a young man who walked over, dressed in simple but neat clothes. He looked to be in his mid-20s, with a tall and straight figure, and a gentle but sharp gaze. He was holding a book in his hand, and seemed to be a student.