In the computer room of a small supermarket in Suhe City.

Phew.

Han Dong adjusted the computer interface, picked up the broken mouse by the way, replaced it with a new mouse, and then got up and walked to the cash register.

When the flow of customers was scarce, he called the other three waiters who sorted out the shelves.

"Two hundred dollars per person. ”

"Don't tell my dad about my coming here today. I'll transfer 200 to each of you on WeChat, if anyone talks too much...... As my father's only son, I should be qualified to decide whether to stay or stay in a supermarket. ”

Anyway.

Han Dong didn't say anything more, directly initiated a WeChat transfer, looked deeply at the four blank waiters, turned around and walked out of the supermarket.

Only they looked at each other, a little confused.

......

May 14, noon.

A quiet and secluded street, the same road with a small lake and ruins.

Silently.

A blue Porsche coupe emerged from the end of the street, quietly speeding away, and stopped next to Han Dong, standing on the shore of the lake.

Click.

The doors open.

Qian Gao, who was dressed in a pure white windbreaker, had a sturdy figure and cold eyebrows, but when he saw Han Dong, he turned into a warm smile: "Brother Han Dong, you are in such a hurry to come over, but what is the difficulty? ”

Han Dong looked back and stared at Qian Gao quietly.

It's like struggling with how to ask for help.

Qian Gao smiled lightly: "Brother, you don't know your weight yet. Don't worry, I'll be blunt, in another three years, I'm afraid that the entire Suhe City will be left to your own devices. Whatever problem you encounter or what help you want, just say it. ”

"As long as you recognize me as a friend with high money, it is the best reward. ”

The next moment.

Han Dong asked in a deep voice, "I want to ask someone." The middle-aged man, the two pronounced names of Wujie, has a relationship with the industrial and commercial tax type of government personnel, I want to know who he is?"

"Five knots?"

Qian Gao was stunned.

He hadn't heard of that name.

He is the head coach of the Honglu Martial Arts Pavilion, and he has some status in Suhe City, but even if his status is high, the people he knows are very limited.

In the face of such vague information, he had no way of knowing, let alone doing anything.

Qian Gao frowned.

If you help Han Dong find it, based on this information alone, I am afraid that you will have to ask countless friends to find out...... Anyway, Han Dong is a talented three-rank martial arts student, and he is more likely to know that terrifying existence.

It's worth the investment.

If you don't show favor at this time, when will you wait?

However.

With a warm summer breeze, carrying a heat wave, blowing on the lakeside, blowing through the Porsche coupe, blowing to Qian Gao and Han Dong, it was like pressing the pause button.

Qian Gaoden was stunned, and Han Dong waited quietly.

"Boom. ”

After an instant, Qian Gao's eyes flashed, he lowered his head, pretending to think, but his face flashed with a trace of irrepressible fear and fright!

His hands hung at his sides, as if they were trembling slightly.

If you lift the white trench coat of Qian Gao, you can see that his back is already overflowing with cold sweat, and he is soaked with dark gray undershirt.

......

After a while.

Qian Gao took out the Chinese cigarette in his pocket, opened the cigarette case, took out a cigarette, and said softly: "Well, what you want to ask should be Wu Jie." ”

He didn't know it, but he just knew.

To be precise, it was the terrifying being, who transmitted a voice through the air, narrating incomparably detailed information.

Smack.

With a shake of his right hand, the brand new cigarette fell to the ground.

Han Dong's eyes lit up, he didn't care, and hurriedly said, "Wu Jie?"

Qian Gao nodded his head, took out a brand-new Chinese cigarette again, picked up a green plastic lighter in his left hand, and lit it on fire, but he couldn't hit it.

The more you can't fight, the more anxious you become.

"Ahem. ”

Qian Gao's face turned red and he coughed.

A trace of strange emotion flashed in Han Dong's eyes, and the arms of the second-grade martial arts practitioners actually trembled to the point that they couldn't catch fire?

What's the situation?

He stepped forward and took the green plastic lighter, which was easily lit by the flames.

Whew.

A warm summer breeze blew from afar, blowing the flames on the lighter and beating again and again.

In early summer, the lake is a little cool.

After lighting the cigarette, Han Dong was curious: "Mr. Qian Gao, what's wrong with you?"

Qian Gao took a deep breath of cigarette before sneering: "I won't tell you, in fact, I just practiced a morning of pile exercises, and strength exercises, until my arms are still a little sore." ”

Han Donglian said: "Then wouldn't it be very dangerous for you to drive over." ”

He always felt that Qian Gao's demeanor was a little weird, he was fine just now, and when the second-grade martial arts grade could still have a sore arm, what kind of intense strength workout did it have to be?

Fortunately.

He doesn't have to do strength exercises, he just has to practice pile gong.

Qian Gao hung his head and sat on the side of the road, with a faint wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

Dangerous?

The old voice just now, quietly coming into the ears, is the real danger!

Qian Gao knew in his heart that he had made the right bet! He had gambled on a bright future!

"Brother Han Dong!"

"It's okay if you don't know Mr. Ning yourself...... Mr. Kening pays attention to you, no one in Suhe City is qualified to provoke you!!"

Qian Gao muttered secretly in his heart.

But on the surface, he pretended to be trying to recall, and recounted Wu Jie's identity information in a whisper: "Wu Jie is a marginal figure in the gray area, accustomed to playing side balls, and taking advantage of them without breaking the law. He is not very capable of his own, but his sister is a leader in the government in charge of industrial and commercial taxation. ”

"He has a helper, a four-rank martial arts practitioner named Li Jin. ”

"In recent days, Wu Jie seems to want to buy a dilapidated warehouse of a chain of electrical appliances, and he is very short of money. ”

With the warm summer breeze, constantly blowing, Qian Gao also concisely narrated.

Until the end.

He said with a straight face: "Brother Han Dong, if you want to find Wu Jie, just go directly to the warehouse of the chain electrical appliances." I vaguely remember that he had been busy tidying up the warehouse lately, and must have been staying there a lot. ”

Han Dong said succinctly: "Address?"

Qian Gao pursed his lips, and was about to report the address accurately, but he blinked his eyes twice, and only said a vague approximate location, as well as the name of the chain electrical appliance.

"Thank you. ”

Han Dong nodded heavily, glanced at Qian Gao gratefully, and left along the road.

......

This whole day, Han Dong almost crossed Suhe City, found the dilapidated warehouse, and determined Wu Jie's identity, but the specific facts were still unclear.

Today, in a society governed by the rule of law, there are few bad cases of illegal seizure.

It is estimated that Wu Jie does not have the courage and ability to illegally detain him, so why did he indirectly let the government detain his father, and what reason or legal basis did he have?

But.

Just by virtue of Wu Jie's identity on the edge of the gray and white zone, it is enough to judge black and white.

Smack.

Smack.

Han Dong walked on the way home, his mind turning.

"I've found the electrical factory this afternoon, the door of the warehouse is chained, and it's obviously empty. Wait until tomorrow and go again. ”

"This thing is definitely not over!"

"Bullying my dad, even if you have a powerful background, I will beat you badly, no matter how you have to be injured for ten days and half a month. ”

He thought to himself.

But for some reason, even if the revenge action is finalized, there is still a lingering and suppressed unwillingness and resentment in the bottom of my heart.

It is as if a majestic volcano lurks beneath the turbulent undercurrent beneath the calm sea.

......

It was getting dark.

Dark clouds covered the moonlight, and it was gloomy.

Han Dong walked downstairs to the door of the unit at home and took a breath.

He didn't go to school today, he was a martial arts student, and he sent a text message to the head teacher, Mr. Li Ming, asking for leave, so it was naturally fine.

"That's it. ”

"Let's go home first and see how Daddy is. ”

Han Dong's heart tightened, and he quickly climbed the stairs and returned home.

Click.

He took out the key to open the security door, and saw his father Han Wenzhi sitting at the dining table, looking at books, and looking at a normal face.

"Xiaodong, I'm back. ”

Han Wenzhi looked as usual, put down the book, and greeted his son with a smile: "How is it at school today, the college entrance examination is coming soon." Your mother is coaxing Xiaoqian to sleep, and your father will accompany you to drink soup, so as not to be lonely by yourself. ”

Han Dong was stunned for a moment, then walked to the dining table and sat on the chair.

In front of me is a steaming bowl of seaweed pork rib soup with dark green kombu floating on top.

Creak.

Han Wenzhi sat next to Han Dong and chuckled, "Son, why is you not in a good mood." Last night my dad had a class reunion, and my old classmates drank until the wee hours of the morning. ”

Han Dong stared at the white soup bowl and said softly: "The mood is okay, but the school atmosphere is indeed a little depressing." Dad, did you drink last night?"

"Drink. ”

"Only drank a little bit. ”

Han Wenzhi's words were conclusive, with a look of remembrance on his face, and he even depicted the dinner last night, outlining a lively old classmate.

Han Dong took a sip of soup: "But you came back so late, you are too tired." ”

"Not tired, not tired. Han Wenzhi sighed and said with relief: "Actually, it's nothing to be tired, as long as you can be admitted to college, it's better than anything else." Sometimes, I feel very lucky to have an eldest son and a well-behaved younger daughter. ”

Hear the words.

Han Dong's shoulders trembled slightly.

How can you not be tired? Obviously, you have been oppressed outside, but when you return home, you still have to pretend that you have no worries, and you should think about yourself, take care of yourself, and care for yourself in every possible way.

Isn't it really tiring?

I'm afraid not.

Han Dong continued to sip the soup and said vaguely, "But I think you're too tired." ”

Han Wenzhi shook his head and smiled, and looked at his son Han Dong: "Xiaodong has really grown up, but Dad really doesn't feel tired." When you start a family on your own, you'll probably understand. Besides, how can life not be tiring...... Although tired, I am also happy, and there is always hope for life. ”

Talking and talking.

A trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, and he wanted to take two breaths, but his son was in front of him, and he tried to maintain a normal demeanor and not show any abnormality.

Xiaodong is a martial arts student, and he will definitely need money to embark on the road of martial arts training in the future.

As a father, he must at least ensure the supply of his son's martial arts, and it is impossible for him to agree to Wu Jie's conditions.

There was silence in the living room.

Han Dong looked up at his father Han Wenzhi.

The eyes were faintly red and bloodshot, the bags under the eyes were obvious, there were several gray hairs on the sideburns, the face was slightly wrinkled, especially the wrinkles on the forehead, especially the corners of the mouth were red, which seemed to be caused by fire.

If it weren't for the fact that he was a three-grade martial arts student with a keen eye, I am afraid that he would not have noticed this.

Han Wenzhi also looked at his son Han Dong, smiled, and encouraged: "Hold on, the college entrance examination is about to begin, and when you finish the college entrance examination, you can completely relax for a while." You don't have to worry about business, you can have fun and relax. ”

"Good. ”

Han Dong nodded.

Han Wenzhi patted Han Dong on the shoulder with satisfaction, raised his right fist and waved, his face showed encouragement and trust, and as always, he impassionedly encouraged his son: "Come on!"

"Yes. ”

Han Dong pursed his lips silently and returned to the bedroom.

In a trance.

He leaned against the wall, stunned, as if he felt a depressed and dull distress.

For so many years, I am afraid that all the burdens of the family have been on my father's shoulders, so that he does not dare to take it lightly, cannot relax at will, and carries everything alone.

For him, for Xiaoqian, for the family to shelter from the wind and rain.

Han Dong finally understood what fatherly love was.

It was the depth of greatness like the ocean, the tenacity of steel, the blazing heat of the sun, which could not be seen or felt on a daily basis.

Father's love is like a mountain, low and restrained.

But it is undeniable that this deep feeling, eternal, never leaves, always surrounds him, and always accompanies him through life.

"Dad. ”

"Wu Jie gave you the insult, and my son helped you get it back...... Help you get it back a hundredfold. Han Dong raised his red eyes little by little, and his face was as indifferent as a cold river.

He was just an ordinary student, with no money, no power, no power.

But fortunately, he still has the only thing he can rely on - force, up to the force of the third-grade martial arts level.