Although the black dragon runs super fast, it is so fast that it has no friends. But after all, it is a horse, at least it is still a horse, and it is impossible to show its skills in front of people as fast as lightning. Therefore, by eight o'clock in the morning, when the figure could be seen, the speed of the black dragon slowed down. And by this time they had arrived in Poplar Town.

You must know that from Hunter Village to Poplar Town, it takes four hours to take an ordinary helicopter, and the total distance of the black dragon on the ground and downhill is more than twice as long as that of a helicopter flying in a straight line, and it only takes nine hours.

Fang Wuxie rode the black dragon south with the purpose of attracting the enemy's attention, so after he arrived at Yangshu Town, he did not pass by in a low-key manner, but rode into the town, which was extremely arrogant.

The sound of horses' hooves seemed to tell the people of Poplar Town that on the first day of the Lunar New Year, Lao Tzu was not a passerby, but a returnee.

But this is really a beautiful mistake, Fang Wuxian Pegasus went to the Fuhua Bun Shop, one person, one horse and one squirrel, and almost ate all the buns in the Bun Shop, so that the people who came later hated and scolded the mother.

It's really a beep dog, after the first day of the new year, I can't buy breakfast, and it doesn't matter if I was eaten early, a whole big basket of buns has been fed to the horse, who is going to reason with this.

A group of unlucky people watched one person and one horse go away, and felt that this scene was somewhat familiar, it seemed that a few months ago, there was also such a person and a horse who broke into Yangshu Town, arrogant and arrogant, and then was arrested by Liu Deheng, the director of the police station.

Fang Wuxian didn't care what others thought, he rode around to Lao Xu's (see Chapter 2) house, easily stabbed open Lao Xu's warehouse, cut off ten catties of sauce beef that Lao Xu made last night, and threw five hundred yuan next to the board. Then he went straight to Zhang Yang's house, put the sauce beef at the gate, knocked on the door and saw people come out, turned his head and left, went straight to the national highway without dragging mud and water, and went straight to the south.

Zhang Yang is an old policeman, he saw Fang Wuxie's back on a horse galloping wildly, he recognized who this person was, smiled and brought the sauce beef home, asked his wife to change the knife and slice it, and asked Lu Shi to pound the garlic and burn the chili, and then in the sound of crackling firecrackers outside, he drank two taels of wine on the dumplings, and poured two cups of Lu Shi, and sent someone to the hunter village after the guy was dizzy, and then watched TV, swallowed melon seeds, rubbed red envelopes, and waited for the relatives on the other side of the wife's house to come to pay New Year's greetings.

When his nephew Zhang Mo saw that the uncle had inexplicably taken advantage of a small advantage, he seemed to have forgotten that his father was dying and his daughter was isolated and censored. He understood in his heart that this uncle was no longer the uncle who once made his father envy and admire, he was now a grass man, and it was a mistake to come here to invite him out of the mountain, so it was the right thing to go back to Huzhou and stay by the old man's side while he didn't waste too much time.

As soon as Zhang Mo proposed to go back to Huzhou, Zhang Yang did not stop him, and sent someone to send his nephew to Qiqihar, from where he took a direct flight to Huzhou. When he was about to get into the car, Zhang Moyi was a little unwilling to say: "Uncle, don't say anything else, grandpa is dying, why don't you go to see the last one?" ”

Zhang Yang didn't speak, just patted the window and let the driver go. Zhang Moyi was completely disappointed, leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, he planned not to speak all the way, in order to express the dissatisfaction in his heart.

Zhang Yang watched his nephew go away, and couldn't help but burst into tears, but he immediately turned around and dried it in the wind, not letting his wife see it. In fact, he didn't want to see his old father for the last time, and he didn't want to rescue his daughter. But at this time, the Zhang family was completely suppressed, and his identity was too sensitive, if he dared to go to Huzhou, it would inevitably make the situation chaotic.

If he still has a back hand, can sort out the chaotic situation, and even reunite his old father's subordinates and fight for his life with the enemy, then it makes some sense for him to go to Huzhou. But he has not cared about politics for many years, and his former connections have almost dissipated, and at this time he is just an ordinary retired policeman, standing up not only does not help, but also makes the enemy think that he is going to fight back, hasten the death of the old father, and plunges his daughter into a place of no return.

All he can do is to retire in Poplar Town with peace of mind, so that the enemy can see that he is no longer as flamboyant as he was when he was young, and he has no ambition at all.

But in this way, will the enemy let go of the Zhang family and those juniors who should not be affected?

Zhang Yang knew that this idea was too naïve, and the Zhang family, who had lost their power, was like a beautiful woman without clothes standing in front of the demon, longing for the demon to open up, almost daydreaming.

Fortunately, his flamboyance is no longer the flamboyance of his youth, but the Zhang family still has young people. He has no way to turn the tide, but he has daughters, nieces, and nephews, and these young people may still be a little immature in the political struggle, but their abilities are not bad compared to him back then, and they are far stronger than him in terms of force value.

What's more, her daughter Zhang Xiaoxiao still has so many friends, such as him who sent sauce beef in the morning.

There really wasn't much he could do, he was even more incompetent, he was more indifferent, so that these young people could bring out the best they could.

Sending Zhang Moyi to the airport was Zhang Yang's former subordinate, an E-ethnic policeman named Hochabu (see Chapter 39). The young man has a very strong sense of justice, and he had a conflict with Liu Deheng from the police station because of the arrest of the "innocent" in the hunter village, and then he was implicated and excluded and almost lost his job. After Zhang Yang was forced to retire, he felt that the young man was a little worthless, so he was rearranged to be the director of the police station in a nearby town, and he was barely promoted by half a level. Since then, he has regarded Zhang Yang as a reborn parent, and he ran to Zhang Yang's house if he had nothing to do, and today he took the initiative to take over the work of giving away.

Hochab saw that Zhang Mo didn't speak when he pulled his face, so he didn't stick to the cold buttocks. On the first day of the new year, there were no hairy people on the highway, and Hochab was idle around, and suddenly saw a person riding a black horse galloping on the national highway in front of him.

"I haven't ridden a horse in twenty years! When you grow up, you have to slowly stay away from many things, and it's really not easy to think about life. Hochab was full of emotion in his heart, and subconsciously touched his waist, the long knife that he had carried on his waist as a child had already been pressed to the bottom of the box, and was replaced by a short gun. Although a gun is a sharp weapon, it has no different feeling from a long knife, which is the sadness of growing up.

Thinking of this, Hochab shook his head and smiled bitterly, laughing at his lack of a wife, which was really a little sour. He opened the window a little, and the cold wind blew in and made him unusually sober, and he stepped on the accelerator to chase the man on horseback to see what kind of person he was who was galloping on the first day of the new year.

The speedometer went from eighty to one hundred, and from one hundred to one hundred and two. To Hochab's surprise, the speed had reached the maximum speed limit on the highway, but it still couldn't catch up with the man in black and riding a black horse.

Hochab thought he was dazzled, and there was no problem with a closer look at the speedometer, listening to the sound of the engine, it was indeed a high-speed rotation. Rubbing his eyes again, he looked at the man on horseback, and suddenly sped up by two points, almost like a bolt of lightning, to shake him off.

"It's not dazzling, but there can never be a horse of this speed in this world, what the hell is it in broad daylight?"

Hochab swallowed, he didn't want to talk to Zhang Moyi, who was pulling a face behind him, but at this time he really needed someone to help him confirm whether it was a person or a ghost!

[Author's digression]: Chapter 2