It was already very late, and when the two of them came out, there were no more guests in the hotel, and at this time, there was not a single pedestrian in the alley in front of the door.

Shen Jiayao followed behind Pang Jindong, and the two walked silently, neither of them saying a word.

As soon as he walked out of a short distance, a thin figure suddenly jumped out of a dark corner, shook the sharp knife in his hand, and whispered to the two people: "Don't move! Take out the money!"

"I'm in a bad mood right now, I advise you not to mess with me!" Pang Jindong stopped and told the other party coldly.

Shen Jiayao was also calm, took out her mobile phone from her bag, and was about to make a call.

"Don't call the police!" The roadblocker roared nervously, and rushed over to snatch Shen Jiayao's mobile phone, but as soon as he moved his steps, Pang Jindong flew up and kicked him on the wrist where he was holding the knife, and the knife fell to the ground with a "dang bang", and then another palm slashed at his neck.

The roadblock staggered back a few steps, coughed violently with his hands on his throat, his face showed a very painful expression, and his facial features were distorted.

Pang Jindong didn't give the roadblocker time at all, rushed forward, grabbed his jaw with his right hand, and then pushed forward hard, pressing the roadblocker against a wall.

The roadblockers struggled desperately, beating and kicking Pang Jindong, but Pang Jindong's arms did not move as if they were beaten with iron. After a few moments, the roadblocker's face turned pale and his movements became weak, and a little white foam erupted from the corners of his mouth.

Pang Jindong knew that if this continued, the roadblockers would be strangled to death, so he relaxed his strength.

"Hey, 110 call the center?" Shen Jiayao's voice came from behind him, and the phone was dialed.

"Don't call the police!" Pang Jindong told Shen Jiayao.

Shen Jiayao looked at Pang Jindong strangely, and although he didn't understand the reason, he still hung up the phone.

Pang Jindong let go of the roadblocker and asked, "How many times?"

The roadblocker looked at Pang Jindong in horror, gasped for a long time, and then said, "The ...... First ......"

"Why didn't you send him to the Public Security Bureau?" asked Shen Jiayao.

"I believe in you!" Pang Jindong waved his hand and told the roadblocker: "You can go!"

The roadblock could barely believe his ears, was stunned for a while, and suddenly cried: "I don't want to either...... I worked hard for a year, and all the money was swept away by the black-hearted contractor...... My money is still waiting for my family...... But I don't even have a fare......"

Pang Jindong took out 200 yuan from his wallet, stuffed it into the hands of the roadblocker, and told him: "This money, either buy a ticket home, or cope with life for a period of time! I can only help you so much! Remember, people always have to rely on themselves!"

The roadblocker took the money, looked at Pang Jindong, and after a long time, said, "Thank you!" and ran away without looking back.

"Just let him go?" Shen Jiayao was very puzzled by Pang Jindong's approach.

"First, he was dressed very plainly, indeed like a migrant worker. The real criminal, on the other hand, tends to be dressed in bright clothes, and secondly, he has a simple face and cloudy eyes, but he is not fierce. Everybody is forced to do something they don't want to do, so I don't want to embarrass him. ”

"So you know heroes!"

"Don't forget what I'm doing?" Pang Jindong said with a smile.

"Oh, yes, you have to watch people put the dishes on your plate!"

"Why do you know so well? Have you served you with my peers? Why don't you find me, for the sake of knowing you for so many years, I will give you a 20% discount!"

"I don't have this plan yet, you midnight cowherd who sells soy milk, stay and serve others!" Shen Jiayao said and laughed, very charming. After a pause, she added, "But he has sinned after all!"

"If you have a choice of forgiveness, or don't choose punishment, because you might ruin his life. After a few years in prison, he will be a real criminal. ”

"I didn't expect you to know so much about these things! Did you really just come back from abroad?"

"Whether at home or abroad, the truth of many things is the same!"

"Oh! I haven't been fooled around abroad all these years, and I can give you such a deep understanding of life!"

Pang Jindong didn't say anything more, just smiled again, but this time his smile was full of vicissitudes. When the two had already walked to the mouth of the alley, Pang Jindong said to Shen Jiayao: "I won't send you! See you tomorrow!"

"Okay!" Shen Jiayao nodded, took out the car keys from his bag, fiddled with them for a while, and then said softly: "See you tomorrow!"

Shen Jiayao got into a gray BMW parked on the side of the road and walked away. Pang Jindong watched her go away until he couldn't be seen again, and then walked along the sidewalk, trying to find a bar with fewer families.

Even if Shen Jiayao didn't make an appointment with him, Pang Jindong would come out to have a drink alone, because today was a very special day for him, which even Shen Jiayao didn't know. On this day every year, Pang Jindong gets drunk, but he never tells anyone why.

Pang Jindong was walking, and suddenly someone tapped him on the shoulder from behind.

"Zhou Tong?" Pang Jindong turned around and found that this OL beauty was looking at him with a smile. However, at this time, she did not have professional clothes, a pair of jeans on the lower body and a T-shirt on the upper body.

"Mr. Pang, why are you hanging out here alone?

"What about you, are you looking forward to being encountered?" Pang Jindong smiled indifferently.

"Yes, it's a pity that I didn't meet a handsome guy, only an uncle!" replied with a smile.

"Oh, it can't be that the handsome guys are all dead, that's great!"

"You're not dead, aren't you just a handsome guy?"

"It's because I'm a handsome guy that I want the other handsome guys to die!"

"I hope that the brains of beautiful women are broken, right?

"Other beauties don't know, your mind will never be broken!"

"Just kidding!" Zhou Tong pointed behind him, then put his hands behind his back, shook his body slightly, and told Pang Jindong: "Today I had a reunion with a few classmates, and I sang at the KTV in front of me, just dispersed." ”

"They're all female classmates, right?"

"How do you know?"

"Because I didn't see anyone send you!"

"What about you, wandering here alone, for?"

"To find a place for a person to drink a little stuffy!"

"Then how about I accompany you?"

Pang Jindong thought about it, smiled and nodded. So, the two of them found a bar, asked for a bottle of Chivas Regal, and began to push the glass and change it.

As a secretary, Zhou Tong often encounters many social occasions, no matter how much alcohol he is born with, he has already practiced it now. Although Pang Jindong sometimes drinks two sips, the amount of alcohol is very shallow, and under Zhou Tong's repeated persuasion, he will not be able to drink after a while.

At the beginning, Pang Jindong and Zhou Tong were talking and laughing while drinking. But when Pang Jindong's cheeks were red and he was a little drunk, he became very silent, no longer said anything, just lowered his head, and drank one cup after another.

Zhou Tong saw Pang Jindong's strange appearance, and when Pang Jindong was already drunk, she finally couldn't help asking, "Do you have anything on your mind?"

Pang Jindong lay on the table, glanced up at Zhou Tong, and smiled: "I have never sued others, today I only sue you...... Today is the death day of my parents......"

"Oh! I'm sorry!" After a moment of silence, Zhou Tong said cautiously, "I think you should commemorate them in another way!"

"Where am I commemorating? Thousands of kilometers away......

"...... abroad," Zhou Tong nodded.

"Not only that, but my life has changed completely since today, ten years ago......"

This sentence aroused Zhou Tong's interest: "What kind of change?"

But Pang Jindong didn't answer, tilted his head and fell asleep.

"Mr. Pang, Mr. Pang!" Zhou Tong pushed Pang Jindong a few times, but Pang Jindong slept to death.

"Hey, I have to send you home! But where is your home?" Zhou Tong looked at Pang Jindong and smiled bitterly: "Since your parents have passed away, it means that you are not a rich son." ”