This day, September 30th, is Lin Wudao's birthday, but it seems to have become the darkest and most painful day in his life!

Lin Wudao, who was in a coma, had a nightmare, in the dream, his home was engulfed in flames, and the crazy fire burned his family, and the three of them struggled desperately, rolling all over the ground, but the flames entangled them like demons, mercilessly burning every inch of their skin......

Sweating profusely, Lin Wudao suddenly woke up, his body bounced up subconsciously, his face was full of beads of sweat, his eyes were full of fear, and his face was as pale as a piece of paper.

He looked straight ahead, his head still reflecting the dream he had just had, and after a brief loss of consciousness, he remembered everything, and tears rushed out of his eyes uncontrollably again.

My parents died, and my heart hurt like a knife, and I couldn't breathe in pain.

And at this moment, a voice came:

"Have a nightmare? A dream can scare you to cry, you are really sentimental. ”

Lin Wudao subconsciously looked in the direction where the voice came from, and then he knew that there was someone beside him.

It was a stranger, about thirty-five or sixteen years old, with a scar on the left corner of his eyebrow, lying there like a centipede.

He looked a little lazy, with a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, and reclined in his chair, his bare feet resting on the stool in front of him.

It was no longer near the bombed factory, but in a dimly lit room, the environment of the room was not very good, there were some miscellaneous junks piled up everywhere, and the air was filled with the smell of paint.

And he was sitting on the bed.

Where is this?

Who is he?

Lin Wudao didn't care about these at all, he immediately jumped out of bed and was about to rush to the door.

The middle-aged man spoke at the right time and said lightly:

"Where do you want to go? Save your parents? ”

Lin Wudao immediately suppressed his steps, looked at the middle-aged man again, stared at the other party tightly and asked:

"Who are you?"

"Heh, you're not polite at all, I sweated and brought you back, can't you be polite?"

"Who are you?" Lin Wudao asked again.

The middle-aged man replied: "My surname is Xiang, my full name: Look north, you should call me Uncle Xiang." ”

"What else?"

"What else?"

"How do you know about me?" Lin Wudao asked directly.

"Of course I know, I not only know that your name is Lin Wudao, but I also know that your father's name is Lin Yi, and your mother's name is Huang Jingxian, I know more than you."

Looking north, he spit out a puff of cigarette meaningfully, and in the smoke, his face suddenly became confused.

Lin Wudao was about to ask again, but he looked north and said:

"Don't worry, your father didn't die so easily, if he didn't die, then your mother wouldn't die, stay here honestly, in the middle of the night, what are you running blind."

Hearing the other party's words, Lin Wudao's body and mind were shocked, he said that his parents were not dead, this ...... Is it true?

Under the bombardment of the warhead, the entire factory is gone, are the parents not dead?

Lin Wudao's whole heart became excited, and his voice trembled and asked:

"Are my parents really not dead? How do you know? ”

"Guess."

“……”

Looking north, the smoke in front of him had dissipated, he took the cigarette from the corner of his mouth, shook the ash, grinned, revealing a mouth full of smoky yellow teeth, and two eyebrows lowered in a figure-eight shape, which was completely a vivid version of a street outlet.

He looked at Lin Wudao strangely, and then said:

"Your father is Lin Yi, he can survive the rain of bullets, what is this little thing in front of him, why don't you want to think about it, with your father's ability, he must know that it is dangerous to come back, won't he prevent it?

Even if you can't think of this, you should know that when those 5 scum quenches have not appeared in front of you, and your father has already learned about it in advance, how did you know about it? Isn't it just that someone notified him in advance, and what about the person who notified him? ”

Lin Wudao was stunned, and thought about it for a while, when his father's watch rang a few times, he immediately determined that there were 5 people, obviously someone else notified him, and this person should be nearby, so he was very clear about the other party's situation, but when his father faced 5 people, the person who notified his father never appeared.

Moreover, this look to the north is correct, that is, since the father knows that there is a danger when he returns, he should take precautions in advance, and it is impossible to recklessly bring the danger to him and his mother......

Hope and excitement arose in Lin Wudao's heart, and he immediately asked:

"Are you the one who informed my father?"

"You should call me Uncle Xiang."

“…… Uncle Xiang, please tell me, isn't it you? ”

"Of course it's me."

"Uncle Xiang knows my dad?"

"Not only did I know each other, but late the night before yesterday, he also asked me for a few bottles of wine."

Day before yesterday?

Didn't that father return to Suhe City a long time ago, and he didn't go home directly, was he arranging and preventing it in advance?

The joy and excitement in Lin Wudao's heart were already full, and he asked again:

"Uncle Xiang, are you my dad's friend?"

"Not only a friend, but a brother, and besides, I was one of his soldiers, that is, he was still my head."

"Uncle Xiang is also a soldier?"

"Isn't it like?"

Looking north, he threw away his cigarette butt, stood up barefoot, and said with his chest puffed:

"Your uncle is a pure military master, can you see it?"

Lin Wudao really said: No, just because, the image of looking north is too different from the image of a soldier in his consciousness, first of all: looking at the back is only one meter and six meters tall, shorter than Lin Wudao, and his body is thin and thin, which has nothing to do with "burly and mighty".

Secondly, his peculiarly shaped eyebrows, his yellow teeth, and the form of a marketman, and now that he is barefoot, he looks more like a butcher in a vegetable market.

Of course, even if it doesn't look like it, Lin Wudao can't say it, but nods in response with a reckless head:

"Well, I can see it, Master Junjun."

"That's pretty much it."

Looking north satisfied, he sat back in his chair, reclined again, and put his feet up, looking lazy.

Lin Wudao hurriedly asked the question he was most concerned about:

"Uncle Xiang, are my parents really not dead?"

"Don't ask this question again, it's not that I won't tell you, but I really don't know, because I don't know how your father arranged it, but, in my opinion, your father won't die so easily, do you really think that those five scum quenching can embarrass your father? Joke, that kind of garbage, if your father agrees with me to do it, Lao Tzu can make them die completely in two minutes, let alone your father. ”

“……”

The corners of Lin Wudao's eyes twitched, he not only wanted to look north at the facts, but also felt that looking north was a bit of a big braggart.

Looking north, as if he knew Lin Wudao's thoughts, he immediately raised his eyebrows and hooked his fingers towards Lin Wudao:

"Don't believe me? Come on, two tricks. ”

Lin Wudao hurriedly shook his head: "Letter, Uncle Xiang, according to your meaning, did my father arrange it a long time ago?" ”

"Silly boy, why don't you understand, with your father's current situation, only death is life!"