After Wei Ping jumped from the tree, he didn't move, looking at the mother and son blankly, tears swirled in his eyes, and then tears fell like rain, crying like tears, that was crying with joy, a seven-foot man can cry like this, which is enough to show that his heart is not at peace.

"Hui ...... Is that you?! Wei Ping asked uncertainly.

For three years, he hasn't been able to see his wife once, that kind of longing, that kind of torment, living like a year, than the first time he robbed it. It's even more uncomfortable to rob a woman's wallet!

Wei Ping's wife was also not calm, her tears were even more turbulent than Wei Ping's, she bit her lip and nodded heavily: "Hmm...... It's me, Wei Ping, it's me, I'm Hui ......"

"Hui!" Wei Ping let out a heart-rending cry, strode over, hugged his wife in his arms, and hugged him tightly, as if as soon as she let go, she would fly to the Moon Palace like Chang'e, and she would never see each other again for the rest of her life.

The little radish head looked at this picture, although he didn't understand why his mother and the man he hadn't seen were like this, but the little radish head could clearly feel the joy in the hearts of the two, he smiled, but the corners of his mouth tasted a trace of saltiness, and the little guy unconsciously shed tears.

The two hugged for a long time, at least Yang Yi felt that it was a long time, of course, he didn't complain, they finally met, and it was right to hug them, but ...... It's just that why don't you two know when they kissed?

Yang Yi thought to himself, the little radish head is still small, and he can't teach the child badly, yes, let's not feel embarrassed, but for the sake of the child.

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Yi felt that he was great, he coughed heavily, in order to wake up the two guys who were kissing fiercely, but there was no response, Yang Yi was a little embarrassed, so he had to shout loudly: "Stop, stop, don't kiss it?!" There are still people here, no one wants to kiss the two of you, no one cares, can anyone take care of our feelings?! Can you think about the child?! The little guy is so old that he can't be taught badly! ”

Wei Ping and his wife finally parted reluctantly, the former smiled awkwardly at Yang Yi, touched his nose, and then squatted in front of the little radish head, rubbed the little radish head's head melon, and asked cautiously, "You...... What is your name?! ”

"My name is Yangyang ......," the little radish head replied in a crisp voice.

"What's your last name?!"

"My surname is Wei!"

Wei Ping smiled, laughing very happily, but what he said was very stupid: "It's my child, it's my son, his surname is Wei ......"

Your sister! Yang Yi was speechless for a while, and there was such a ......

Wei Ping's wife patted her husband's head with some anger, and said speechlessly: "If it's not your child, who else can it be?!" ”

"Haha, hahaha, yes, who else could it be if it's not mine?!" Wei Ping laughed heartily, thinking of what he said earlier, he was embarrassed again, and scratched his head embarrassedly.

Such a warm picture made Yang Yi very pleased, no matter whether Wei Ping is a good person or a bad person, at least his wife and children are innocent, the mother and son have not done anything hurtful, let's take the risk to rescue them, it's worth it!

Wei Ping and his child also hugged tightly for a while, and then the seven-foot man asked this and that like an old woman, as if he had endless questions, and looked at the little radish head with a very kind gaze.

It's just that the little radish head probably didn't understand who Wei Ping was, and asked puzzledly: "Mom, Mom, who is he, why do you keep holding me......"

"Flutter ......" Yang Yi smiled, but felt that the smile was not quite right, so he hurriedly stopped smiling and moved his gaze away, saving Wei Ping a little face.

Wei Ping was embarrassed, and looked at his wife for help, who smiled, touched the head of the little radish and said, "Silly boy, have you forgotten what your mother just told you?" You still have a father, and he is your father! ”

"Yes, son, I'm your father, quick, call a father!" Wei Ping said busily.

Little Radish pursed her lips, at a loss, didn't know whether to call or not, looked at her mother, and was about to cry.

Wei Ping's wife patted her husband again, and said angrily: "You are very anxious, the child has never seen you, as soon as I saw you, you let me call Dad, if you change you, will you shout?!" ”

"Uh...... Yes, there must be an adaptation stage before ......" Wei Ping nodded thoughtfully, then rubbed the head of the little radish again, and said gently, "Little guy, Dad is not in a hurry, not in a hurry at all, you will call my father ......"

The little radish bit his fingers and didn't speak, not knowing what he was thinking.

Wei Ping got up and walked to Yang Yi, his mouth tightened, he didn't know what to say, he wanted to kneel down to Yang Yi, this is the benefactor of his family, without him, he would never want to rescue his wife and children in his life, and he would never want to reunite with his family in his life.

Wei Ping just wanted to kneel down to Yang Yi to thank him, but suddenly looked at the Caucasian behind Yang Yi, he was suddenly angry, took a step, raised his fist and slammed it on the Caucasian face.

"Oops...... "The Caucasian 'kicked' and withdrew several steps in a row, but in the end he still sat on the ground with a decadent butt, covering his eyes, and without thinking, a panda eye was born.

The Caucasian at the moment is almost weak to the point of being powerless, otherwise, how could Wei Ping's punch hit him like this?

When the enemy met, Wei Ping's eyes were red, and he pulled out the dagger on his waist, and he was about to give the white man a few knives and pierce him in the eyes.

The Caucasian saw his desperate posture, and hurriedly got up and shrank behind Yang Yi: "Your Excellency, Your Excellency, help, you said you would let me go......"

Yang Yi stretched out his hand, stopped Wei Ping, who was about to fight hard, and glanced at him, the latter turned his head to look, and happened to meet the frightened gaze of the little radish head, Wei Ping was soft and ashamed for a while, and explained: "Son, don't, don't be afraid, Dad is joking with that white uncle......"

"Mom, Mom, is that so?!" Little Radish Head didn't believe it, but he just felt that at that moment just now, this guy who claimed to be his father was too scary.

Wei Ping's wife hurriedly told a white lie and said with a smile: "That's right, Dad joked with that uncle......"

"Are you kidding?!" Yang Yi turned around and asked in a low voice at the Caucasians, he clenched his fists as he spoke, the threat was too self-evident.

Where did the Caucasian dare to say a word, nodded busily, and said to the little radish head: "Yes, just kidding, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all......"

"Oh......" The little radish head replied lightly, probably remembering that this white man had bullied his mother, and turned his head to Wei Ping and said, "Hey, did you hear that?" He said he didn't hurt, why didn't you get to the point?! ”

"Huh?!" Wei Ping was dumbfounded, my own son, you are also a black-bellied master!

Yang Yi was also speechless for a while, and looked at the Caucasian with some sympathy, come on, you hit the muzzle of the gun!

The Caucasian unconsciously took a few steps back, shrunk his neck, and couldn't tell what expression his face was, some were speechless, some were depressed, some were sad, and some were ...... Chagrin!

"Hey, hey, hey......" Wei Ping sneered, holding the Caucasian neck, "Go, follow me into the villa, Lao Tzu will let you hurt ...... again"

"Don't, don't......" The Caucasian screamed again and again, and Yang Yi chuckled and followed behind the two.

Closing the door, Wei Ping's expression became more and more hideous, first kicked on the lower abdomen of the Caucasia, this kick was not small, and the Caucasian who kicked immediately knelt on the ground with his stomach in his hands, his facial features were tangled together, and he wanted to cry without tears.

Immediately afterwards, Wei Ping punched and kicked again, taking care of the whole body of the Caucasians, and yelled while beating back: "Don't scream, don't scare my son, don't scream, call again, I'll beat !! ”

All these years of resentment have been vented on the Caucasians, and the children feel that this guy should be beaten, and Wei Ping naturally leaves no room for it.

But in a moment, the Caucasian people have completely changed their appearance, the two panda eyes naturally needless to say, and they also sent out a bun face, the swollen fucking I don't know anymore, and the body has grown even bigger, especially the buttocks, which were kicked by Wei Ping more than a dozen times, and it is estimated that they are all eight petals......

The Caucasian was lying on the ground dying, Wei Ping was sweating, wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned around, and suddenly knelt down to Yang Yi!

'Bang ......'

Wei Ping didn't say a word, knelt in front of Yang Yi on the spot, kowtowed three times, and was very willing.

Yang Yi didn't stop him, he knew very well that if he didn't accept it, Wei Ping would feel ungrateful for the rest of his life, and for the sake of others, Yang Yi also gladly agreed.

Waiting for Wei Ping to kowtow three times, Yang Yi bent down to help him up, Wei Ping wanted to say something, Yang Yi patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, don't say anything, I understand......"

"Brother Yang, you ...... You are my benefactor......" Wei Ping said, tears flooding his eyes again, "If it weren't for your righteous help, my Wei Ping family would never see each other again in this life, and it would be impossible for my Wei Ping to slash the enemy, such a great kindness, I Wei Ping will be difficult to repay for the rest of my life!" ”

"Then don't report it......" Yang Yi chuckled, "It's not a big deal, why bother with it......"

"No, it may not be a big deal in the eyes of Brother Yang, but in my Wei Ping's opinion, this is a kindness greater than the sky, if anything happens to Brother Yang in the future, if my Wei Ping is still alive, I will definitely repay it with broken bones!!" Wei Ping said in an affirmative tone.

But the words that came out made Yang Yi raise his eyebrows slightly, and he spoke: "If you are still alive?!" What does that mean?! ”

"Hehe......" Wei Ping smiled dismally and continued, "Don't hide it from Brother Yang, Wei Ping has already thought about it, I will kill this white guy later, and settle the mother and son tomorrow, I will go and turn myself in, admit all my crimes, and I must be unable to escape ......death."

Yang Yi's heart couldn't help but feel a ripple, Wei Ping has really changed, although it is only a day, but it has changed a lot. On the bus in the morning, he tried a lot of tricks to survive, but Yang Yi despised him fiercely, but he didn't expect that he was willing to surrender now!

Such a change is undoubtedly huge, but it is also inevitable, because Wei Ping has seen his wife and children, and he has no worries in his heart, so he naturally wants to repay his mistakes.

Yang Yi just wanted to speak, but suddenly his ankle was grabbed, and the Caucasian who was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face hugged Yang Yi's feet and begged: "Your Excellency, you have already said it...... ...... will let me live."

Nima, what a harmonious picture is all mixed by you, Yang Yi smiled, and kicked the Caucasian away, I'll go to your sister!