Jon Jen Conn!

If it weren't for Jiang He's "proficient language", I really didn't know that this name was referring to his father Jiang Zhengqiang.

Merely...... What was the panic on this man's face?

"Get out of here!"

Just when Jiang He was puzzled, the tall black man in front of him suddenly took out an old pistol, pointed it at Jiang He and yelled, "Get out!"

The 54 produced in Huaguo is well maintained.

Jiang He glanced at the 54 gun in the black man's hand, smiled and shook his head, "I don't think this gun can threaten me!"

"Then you can try!"

The big black man opened the insurance with a "click", and stared at Jiang He with a fierce face, "Believe it or not, I burst your head?"

"Hehe, I really don't believe it!"

Jiang He's body flickered, and the extraordinary speed brought by the rapid skill rushed in front of the black man in an instant, and with a grab of his hand, he grabbed the old 54 style with his hand.

grabbed the arm of the big black man, and with just a twist, he twisted the arm of the big black man behind his back.

"Tell me everything you know!"

Jiang He grabbed Type 54 casually and aimed it at the head of the black man, "Now, do you believe that I will blow your head off?"

"Don't think!"

The black man was very tough, even if he was subdued by Jiang He, even if he was pointed at the head with a pistol, he still did not give in, "Afraid of death is not a member of the Communist Party ~ production ~ party ~ !"

"Huh?"

Jiang He was dumbfounded.

This sentence said by blacks is actually in Chinese!

Let me go, there is still a "proletarian revolutionary fighter" here?

"What's that......"

Jiang He felt that maybe this "comrade" thought that he was a bad person and had a misunderstanding. Hurriedly explained to the "comrade": "My name is Jon Hall. Jon Jan Conn is my dad. ”

"!"

The black man roared again, "Jon Hall is only nineteen years old this year. Don't try to lie to me. ”

"In fact...... I'm not nineteen yet. ”

Jiang He let go of the black man and shook his head with a smile, "This is a misunderstanding." Come, let's go inside and talk slowly. ”

Pulling the black man into the door, Jiang He waved his hand and wiped it on his face, regaining his original appearance.

"You see, I'm not nineteen yet! I'm Jon Hall. ”

Returning the Type 54 in his hand to the black man, Jiang He smiled, "I'm really Jon Hall." ”

"Did you put on makeup?"

The black man took the 54 type, but he still didn't believe Jiang He, "How do you prove that you are Jon Hall?"

"Proof?"

Well, proving that I'm me, it's actually quite simple.

"Is it okay to have an ID card?"

Jiang He took out his ID card, and then continued: "My dad has a broken arm here, my dad likes to squat by the wall to eat, and my dad likes to squat in the toilet to smoke, and he smokes for half an hour. My dad slept and snored......"

"It's OK!

The black man didn't even look at his ID card, and looked at Jiang He with a happy face, "Yes! Squatting by the wall to eat." I often squat with him. ”

"So...... Do you know where my dad and my mom lived back then?"

Jiang He hurriedly asked the black man.

"My name is Combass, and I used to work with your father. We are brothers. ”

The black man Kang Bas patted Jiang He on the shoulder, "Come, I'll take you to the house where they lived." ”

As he spoke, the black man pulled up Jiang He and walked outside.

You're a brother to my dad?

Jiang He shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and followed the big black man to a room next to him.

"This is where your dad and mom used to live. ”

Kang Ba opened the door and smiled at Jiang He: "Over the years, there have been many people who want to live in. I've been guarding it. ”

"Thank you. ”

Jiang He thanked Kangbas and walked into the door.

The room was rudimentary and the furniture inside was even more rudimentary.

The walls were pasted with newspapers, which had long since withered and rotted over the years.

Tables and beds are made of bricks and wooden planks. There was no mattress on the bed, and it was clear that my father had taken it all with him when he returned home.

"I ...... Was you born here?"

Reaching out and touching the wall, turning his head to look at this simple and dilapidated room, Jiang He didn't know what it was like.

The mother is the chief commander, and the father's origin is even more terrifying. The two of them, who can be said to be the pinnacle of the pyramid, actually live in such a broken place?

My father is obviously the master of the Jiuli army, how could he come here to repair the port? And he also broke an arm. The Jiuli soldier master broke an arm, how scary is this!

After wandering around the room, Jiang He failed to find any clues.

Nothing, nothing left.

"Did you know, Mr. Combass...... Where is my mother's grave?"

Jiang He remembered that his father asked him to come to his mother's grave to offer incense. Obviously, the mother's grave is the key.

"What grave?

Kangbas's face was full of shock, "Could it be that your mother died? Back then, your father and your mother returned to China together, even if there was a grave, it would not be here!"

"Huh?"

Jiang He was stunned.

My father clearly said that my mother died less than a year after giving birth to me. After my father buried my mother, he took me back to China.

Combas is just ordinary people. If it was the means of the transcendental, he simply could not resist it. In all probability...... Combus's memories were all altered.

"Oh, I remember wrong!"

Jiang He smiled and waved his hand, and asked Kang Bas again, "That's right." Why did you react so much when you saw me coming over to ask about my father?"

"A few years ago, the same Chinese came to ask about your father. And killed a lot of people here. I thought you were in this group. ”

Combus replied with a resentful face.

"A few years ago, the Chinese?"

Jiang He thought about it, this person was probably that Zhao Changming.

"That's it. Thank you, Mr. Combass!"

Handing a stack of dollars to Combus, Jiang He turned around and walked out of the room and returned to the car.

Kang Bas saw that Jiang He seemed to be a little disappointed after getting into the car, said a few words to the female companion next to him, and immediately started the car.

The car slowly exited the slum and disappeared at the intersection.

Kangbas, looking at Jiang He in the distance, and then at the stack of dollars in his hand, a smile appeared on his face.

Grin...... It seems to be a little indifferent.

Reaching out and pulling out a phone, Combas said to the person on the other side of the phone: "Great master, the person you spoke of has arrived!"

"Yes, he's Jon Hall. Son of Jon Jan Conn and Da Smir. ”

"Thank you hosts, it was a pleasure to serve the hosts. ”

Combass hung up the phone with a smile on his face.

"Who are you calling?"

Combass had just hung up the phone when he suddenly heard a cold voice behind him.

Well?

Hearing this, Combas suddenly turned around.

Saw...... Jiang He stood behind him with a cold face, and his eyes showed a chill.