At night, the single room of the small hotel was filled with a sour smell, and Yang Weicheng had to open the window and open the door for ventilation.

These smells, of course, are all brought by homeless people, and it is estimated that there are fleas or something.

Although he is usually called a stinky man by his sister, in fact, Yang Weicheng still loves cleanliness among men, otherwise he would not have opened a single room.

But compared to a life, whether it is clean or not is secondary.

Yang Weicheng watched as the man poured half a jar of malt milk essence and came back to life completely.

"Let's smoke a cigarette!" Yang Wei became a Taoist.

"Is there a place to shower?" The man asked in a hoarse voice.

Yang Weicheng nodded: "The public bath is at the end of the corridor, I'll go get you a set of bedding." ”

He went out to the waiter and asked for a new set of bedding, but after thinking about it, it was better to open a room for this person.

So Yang Weicheng ran to the front desk and opened a room for the homeless.

Fortunately, in these years, the hotel or something is not as strict as before, and there is no need for this certificate or that certificate, otherwise it will be really troublesome today.

After doing these things, on the way back to the room, Yang Weicheng suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and said secretly: "Yang Weicheng, Yang Weicheng, your heart is too big, right?" There is everything in the room, and the cash alone is in the hundreds, and you leave a stranger in the house, not afraid that he will steal it for you? ”

He ran back with a bang, only to find the homeless man staring at the window in a daze, holding a piece of peach crisp in his hand, half biting but not continuing to eat.

"Whew!" Yang Weicheng breathed a sigh of relief and said to the homeless man, "Big brother, I opened a room for you, and everything is in your room." This is the key, you go and settle down first. ”

The homeless man turned his head slowly, staring at him with cloudy eyes through his unkempt bangs.

Yang Weicheng was stared at.

"I'm sorry for you." Tramp Road.

He put down the peach cake and stood up to take the key.

Yang Weicheng followed him out and pointed out the room, which was actually at the opposite door.

The homeless man opened the door with a quick movement.

This made Yang Weicheng even more convinced, this person is definitely not a consistent vagabond. Behind the wandering, there may be some sad story.

He lit another cigarette and watched the homeless man take a bath with his things, and suddenly remembered that they had no clothes to wear, so he went back to his house and found a suit of clothes to bring over.

After finishing his work, Yang Weicheng returned to his room, picked up the order page, and looked at it word by word.

If this transaction is successfully completed, won't he be able to make one or two hundred million? But it wasn't something to be happy about, for he knew that the old fox wouldn't give up easily.

Knock knock!

Someone knocked on the door, but the door was actually open, mainly to dissipate the smell.

A short-haired man stood in the doorway, very thin, with a high nose bridge, sharp eyes, and looked to be in his 40s.

Yang Weicheng was stunned for a moment, who is this? Why do clothes look so familiar?

"Thank you!" The man spoke.

Yang Weicheng immediately came back to his senses, oh, this is the bum!

It is really a man who depends on clothes, and the homeless man cut his hair and shaved his beard when he took a bath. Although the haircut is a bit weird, without that unkempt hair and wearing clean clothes, the whole person is different.

"Ha, come in, brother, what are you knocking on!" Yang Weicheng hurriedly got up and gave up his seat and handed him a cigarette.

The man waved his hand: "I don't smoke." ”

He sat down, and Yang Weicheng closed the door casually.

"How are you feeling, are you still hungry?"

The man shook his head: "I'm not hungry, thank you, little brother." ”

"You're welcome." Yang Weicheng touched the tip of his nose, pondered for a moment and asked, "Brother, how can you wander?" Oh, if it's inconvenient, you can't say it. ”

Xindao, in case you are a criminal, I don't want to know.

However, looking at this old brother's appearance, he doesn't look like a bad guy.

Bad people don't want to let themselves faint from hunger than hurt others.

"I'm here for my daughter." The man was honest.

His voice was low, and his expression darkened.

Yang Weicheng had a hunch that this would not be an interesting story.

Sure enough, what the old brother told was a story that made people angry and burst in the chest.

This old brother is from northern Hebei, named Zhao Chong, and he is just 40 years old this year. There is a son and a daughter in the family, and the son is just 7 years old this year, but he hasn't been home for 3 years, so he doesn't even know what has become of his son now.

The reason why Zhao Chong didn't go home for three years was because of his daughter.

He didn't say what happened to his daughter, only that he wanted to find out the enemy and bring him to justice.

The police also went all out back then, and they haven't given up now. It's just that the guy is too cunning and has repeatedly escaped.

Helpless and indignant, Zhao Zhong decided to end up in person. He quit his official job, said goodbye to his wife and children, and tracked down his enemies all over the world.

was a working-class person, and such a life of only getting in and out quickly drained his savings, and later became a wandering search.

Yang Weicheng sensitively sensed that something terrible must have happened in his family. It's just that this matter is very difficult to talk about, so I didn't dig into it.

"The last time I heard from him, it was said that I came to the city." Zhao Zhong said.

Yang Weicheng said: "Okay, it looks like you'll stay here for a while, but you don't have any money on you, right?" ”

He got up and grabbed his handbag, took out 200 yuan from it and put it on the table.

"You use the money first, and you find a job while looking for it, after all, you still have to live. I don't want to pick you up in some alley next time......"

Yang Weicheng said half-jokingly.

Zhao Chong was stunned for a moment, staring at the great unity, his eyes were hot.

This is normal, Yang Weicheng will not look down on him. Except for a few people who are really like money and dung, most people are duplicitous when they say this, including big guys like Lu Xing.

Especially for people like Zhao Chong who are suffering and poor, the temptation of money for them is unimaginable.

"I won't be able to find a job for a while." Zhao Zhong said, "Why don't you invite me." ”

He saw that Yang Weicheng was a rich man, otherwise who could easily take out 200 yuan?

Yang Weicheng had a black line in his head: "What am I asking you to do?" ”

"I can be your bodyguard, I will do kung fu!" Zhao Zhong said.

"Yes......"

Before Yang Weicheng's words fell, he saw a black shadow pass by in front of him, and when he looked at it, Zhao Chongren was gone. Looking back again, Zhao Chong was crawling on the window frame as if he had understood.

He was dumbfounded.

From the side of the bed to the window, how come there are nearly two meters, and the ground in the window is also more than one meter, how did this guy jump over?

Zhao Chong looked back at him and jumped down expressionlessly.

"Good, good." Yang Weicheng was shocked, this is a master!

He has always been very frustrated, and it was easy to pass through and be reborn, but he didn't have anything but an iron brain, and he didn't even know a minimum of kung fu.

Now that he actually picked up a martial arts master, can he not be happy?

"I'm ashamed, my old Zhao has learned martial arts for seven generations, and the ancestors all went into battle to kill the enemy to protect the family and defend the country, and they will ...... in my generation" Zhao Zhong sighed.

Yang Weicheng said: "In troubled times and peaceful and prosperous times, men's responsibilities are different, there is nothing to blame for this, the key is that you have inherited this body of kung fu, which is the credit!" This is called intangible cultural heritage, do you understand? ”

"What's the product?" Zhao Chong was stunned for a moment.

Yang Weicheng laughed, waved his hand and said, "Don't mind so much, okay, you temporary bodyguard, I will keep it for the time being, these two hundred are your first month's salary, take it." ”

"But that's too much, isn't it? I used to be 54.8 a month. Zhao Chongdao.

"Bodyguards are different from ordinary professions, they usually seem to be fine, but when they are dangerous, they are really deadly." Yang Weicheng touched his chin, "Hey, last time in the mountains of Hunan Province, if I had a bodyguard like you, I would still have to endure that hardship......"

"What?" Zhao Chong was stunned again, he looked at the young little boss in front of him, and always felt different from others.

"It's nothing, come, let's write a note, which can be regarded as signing a labor contract."

Yang Weicheng did this, firstly, it was boring and fun, and secondly, it was purely to appease Zhao Chong's mind, lest he always feel that he had taken more than 200.

What's more, Yang Weicheng is not stupid, after a month, if he finds that Zhao Chong is not worth the price, if he doesn't say 200 next month, he will have to think of taking back the 200.

He took a pen and paper, wrote wherever he wanted, listed a few items casually, and then signed them with Zhao Chong.

Yang Weicheng was very chic when he signed, and signed his name at will. When it was Zhao Chong's turn, he read all the terms carefully, and then carefully wrote the word Zhao Chong.

"Okay, you'll be my bodyguard from today on." Yang Weicheng said, "But bodyguards are professions, not identities, so let's call them brothers." My name is Yang Weicheng, you call me by my name, and I call you Brother Zhao. ”

"Great!" Zhao nodded.

Ding zero zero!

Big Brother in the bag called desperately, as if chasing the soul.

Yang Weicheng muttered: "It's so late, who still calls me?" ”

Zhao Chong watched in surprise as he took out the big brother from his bag, not knowing what the black bricks were.

In the past few years of wandering, he has almost completely disconnected from society, and he only wants to catch the murderer.