"Yes!" The girl had a bad feeling.

Zhao Lei stared at the computer in front of him, and on the internal system, he could investigate everyone's personal information, including home addresses, and even the information about opening a room.

But now, Zhao Lei has just returned from Wu Yong's side, and he still knows a person's name.

But anything involving this person, Wu Yong asked Zhao Lei to report it directly to him, and he was not allowed to deal with it without authorization.

Wu Yong did not reveal the identity of this person!

Just one sentence, he is above the Special Operations Group!

I saw the computer in front of Zhao Lei, since he entered the name of the two words, the screen was completely red, and there was a Didi alarm.

A profile of personal information, the three most striking S's.

SSS-class top-secret files!

This also means that his identity belongs to this secret level.

This kind of secret level, not to mention him Zhao Lei, even Wu Yong can't check it.

And this name is Ningbei!

Who the hell is he!

Zhao Lei was horrified in his heart, the first time he saw this kind of secret file, except for the name, age, ethnicity, address, etc., everything was a question mark.

This made him dare not check it at all!

Zhao Lei hung up the phone, dialed Wu Yong's mobile phone number, and said in a condensed voice: "Uncle Wu, something happened!" ”

"Say!" Wu Yong's words are capable.

Zhao Lei said bluntly: "When Ningbei went to Bianda, he must have seriously injured someone, and it is impossible to determine whether there was a cause of trouble." ”

"I'll take care of this!"

Wu Yong hung up the phone and was silent for a long time.

He knows too well what seven-year-old Ning Bei experienced on that rainy night thirteen years ago!

The deep hatred of the sea of blood, how can the king of Zhenbei, who has returned now, be relieved!

On the day of return, how could there be no blood!

At this Bianjing University, Ning Bei pushed a wheelchair and could see the loving smile on her mother Qin Huilan's face.

Under the fiery red maple tree, Ning Bei quietly stopped, looking at his mother's white hair on her temples.

He whispered, "Mom, you're old! ”

"Silly boy, how can there be an ageless person in the world, thirteen years, and in a blink of an eye, my Bei'er has grown up!" Qin Huilan turned her head and tears fell quietly.

Ning Bei said, "I'll let you stand up again!" ”

Qin Huilan held Ning Bei's hand, as if she was worried that her child would leave her again, and as for standing up again, it was no longer important.

The important thing is that as long as she can see Ningbei again, she is already satisfied.

Just in front of him, there was a school worker, with a burly body and a little rickety, wearing a pale yellow sanitation suit, bowing his head to sweep the fallen leaves, year after year, day after day, the maple leaves will grow and fall.

Just like his job, he has to clean the red maple leaves every day.

Students passing by occasionally teased: "Old man Ning, haven't you resigned yet?" ”

"Earn money for a meal, don't quit, can't quit ......"

The burly man's weathered face is a little dark, his sideburns are as white as frost, and he will feel restrained and embarrassed in the face of the ridicule of students.

He was the eldest son of the second generation of the Ning family!

The heir to the head of the family that has been decided a long time ago!

Now that I am doing this job, I am afraid that I would have already committed suicide by jumping off the building.

This borders on humiliation!

The short-haired student quipped: "I heard that Principal Li drove you away again last week, and you knelt down and begged not to fire you, is it really fake?" ”

Most of the students around them had playful eyes, and there was a vague disdain in their eyes.

The burly man was silent.

He silently swept the maple leaves into a pile, and the short-haired student deliberately kicked them away.

The man didn't say a word, and swept into a pile again.

It seems that this kind of day, he has become accustomed to going against the grain for ten years.

He swept and swept to the wheelchair under the maple tree.

Without looking up, he knew who was waiting for him, and he couldn't bear to blame and said, "You are weak, why did you go downstairs, why don't you wait for me to pick you up from work and go home!" ”

"Lao Ning, look up and see who he is!"

Qin Huilan suppressed her excitement.

The man looked up at Ning Bei, first stunned, and finally lost his voice: "Bei'er? ”

"Dad!" Ning Bei's nose was sour, and he almost cried.

He Ningbei is known as the god of war in the north, and he is a figure who can be named a god in the world.

But the king of Taning North is also a human!

is also a son of man, and he also knows that he is cowardly and has feelings.

Returning to his hometown and seeing his relatives again, Ning Bei's eyes were slightly red, and he finally hugged his father Ning Canglan heavily.

Ning Canglan's eyes were red: "Thirteen years, a whole thirteen years, my Bei'er has grown up and finally come back!" ”

Ningbei never thought that a family of three would have a reunion.

The short-haired student not far away said suspiciously: "Old man Ning, do you still have a son?" ”

The students passing by next to him were also very curious, no one had heard that Ning Canglan had a son, and now one suddenly appeared, which was quite surprising.

Ning Canglan came back to his senses, his body was straight, his eyes were a little sharper, and he asked in a low voice: "Bei'er, who asked you to come back?" ”

Ning Canglan and Qin Huilan have been alive all these years, but they dare not contact Ningbei.

That is knowing Yi Ningbei's character, knowing that the couple is still alive, and they must return to Bianjing.

How could the Ning family let him go!

Ning Bei didn't explain, and turned around to see the tiger roaring in Bianjing, and the sound was rolling, resounding over the entire Bianjing University.

"Ten years of outside the northern border, eight thousand miles of clouds and frost, and now I have returned to Ningbei, can I be called an honor to return to my hometown?"

Ningbei has a thin body, dancing cloth clothes, and a strong voice.

Spirit Sword Lu Guiyi stood on the top of the literary building with his sword in his arms, his demeanor was outstanding, and he shouted: "It's worth it!" ”

"Looking at the world, who dares to be king?"

Ning Bei asked again.

The sound exploded in the vast sky, like muffled thunder, and more than 10,000 teachers and students heard it, looking from the classroom doors and windows.

Zhang Zhongyuan's sideburns were rough, his eyes were round, and he shouted: "Only King Ningbei!" ”

Who dares to be the king in the world, only the king of Ningbei!

Ning Bei asked again: "Although I am cloth, can I be worthy of a northern god of war?" ”

"The god of war in the north, the overlord Ningbei, deserves it!"

Xiling Marquis Guo Baifeng walked like a tiger and appeared on campus.

Thousands of black-clothed guards, with black cloaks dancing behind them, their steps are uniform, and the murderous aura is permeated, startling the maple leaves fluttering in the sky.

Thousands of people are wearing black scarves, their eyes are blazing, and they look at Ningbei with fanatical faith.

Thousands of people knelt down on one knee, inserted their war knives into the floor tiles, and clenched their fists and shouted: "See the King of the North!" ”

This scene made all the young students enthusiastic.

Everyone didn't understand who the young man in cloth was.

Look at their age, but they're about the same age!

The girl who had just finished reporting to the police was stunned when she saw the scene downstairs.

The scene in front of him was really amazing, far more powerful than any explanation from Ning Bei, making his father Ning Canglan believe that the current Ning family couldn't move him!

Ning Bei said softly: "Dad, you and Mom have been wronged for thirteen years, Bei'er will use the Beiwang knife to wash this shame in blood!" ”

Ning Canglan's eyes were red, and he held back his tears.

Only Qin Huilan knows how much humiliation he has experienced in Ning Canglan in the past thirteen years, and in this decade, he has survived in humiliation.

In that year, the family was almost destroyed, his wife was disabled, and his son was sent to the north, and he was not seen for thirteen years.

The suppressed hatred in Ning Canglan's heart had already reached its limit, and it was about to collapse his body.

But the sky has eyes, and Ningbei is back.

Ning Bei glanced at the short-haired student and walked slowly: "This maple leaf provokes you, you kick and scatter a bunch!" ”

"No, no!" The short-haired student swallowed.

Ning Bei asked again: "Has my father offended you?" You humiliated him like this! ”