There is nothing special about the surname Ji itself, it's just that this surname popped out of Zhang Zifeng's mouth.

So much so that it became extraordinary.

Sure enough, Bai Jiannan's face trembled slightly when he heard the surname, and after a moment, his mask smiled bitterly and said, "Awesome, my brother." ”

In short, the matter of internal heart bleeding gave Zhang Zifeng a warning, and also gave the Cao family a warning.

But things didn't turn the page on that.

is like the teaching of the dead soul to Zhang Zifeng.

"The most terrifying thing in the world is not those terrible and powerful characters, but the sinister villains, who must be kept away from or uprooted?"

And Cao Jinbao undoubtedly belongs to the latter.

Mrs. She personally descended to Qinghai City at about three o'clock in the morning that night, and of course this legendary heroine did have a rest on the way.

After all, it is better to be old than when you are young, and no one can escape in the face of the ravages of time.

"Grandma, are you sure you're going to see one of your friends?" She Junjie looked worried.

I saw that on the right side of the driver's back seat, a gray-haired old woman was holding a dragon staff with a pestle and a dry tobacco stick in her mouth.

Although her skin was wrinkled, and her eyes were no longer as bright as they used to be, there was a hidden sharpness in her eyes.

Raising his hands and feet, there is a heroic spirit that soars into the sky, and in the end it is the She family of a big family.

Old Mrs. She looked at the starry sky at night with a thoughtful face, her expression was a little sad and a little nervous, she said lightly, "How many years has grandma been now, if I don't see him this time, he and I will be separated by heaven and earth." ”

"Is that him?" She Junjie gently wrapped the shoulders of Mrs. She on her shoulders tightly and said gently.

"It's him," said Old Lady She.

In the end, an RV slowly stopped in a slum area in Qinghai City in the middle of the night, only to see that the lights had been turned on in advance, and the faint sound of striking iron came from inside.

As soon as Mrs. She heard the voice, she burst into tears and smiled, "It's him, it's him, I didn't expect that he was still striking iron at an age?" ”

A lifetime of iron strikes, has not changed.

It's like some kind of testimony of love.

Mrs. She couldn't help but think back to herself and him when she was younger.

Pushing the door in, Mrs. She vaguely saw a strong back, tears flowed in her eyes, and she couldn't help but shout in surprise, "Brother Zeng!" ”

Hearing Old Lady She's affectionate call, the man was stunned for a moment, and turned his head with a puzzled expression.

"Who are you, you are not my great-brother," Mrs. She was stunned.

It turned out that the iron was an adult man no more than thirty years old, he had resolute facial features, a tall height, and looked a little honest and honest.

"Are you Mrs. She?" The man said calmly.

Mrs. She was puzzled, but she still quickly replied, "Exactly, exactly." ”

Vaguely, Mrs. She seemed to have guessed something, and her weak legs trembled, like bamboo poles under a raging storm.

"I am Zeng Aniu's adopted son, Zeng Xiaoman, and my father passed away ten years ago."

"What!" When Mrs. She heard this, her face changed.

Zeng Xiaoman said, "Old lady She, please don't be sad, my father asked me to tell you, life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky, he will also ask you to stop thinking about it, I just hope that you two will see you again in the next life." ”

What a polite and indifferent relay, Mrs. She was in tears, trembling her hands to hide her tears.

"He hates me after all, hates me," Mrs. She waved her hand.

"Grandma, don't get excited, be careful," She Junjie frowned on the side.

"Grandpa has something for me to pass on to you before he dies," Zeng Xiaoman entered the dark room and took out a yellowed hand towel.

Seeing this, Mrs. She didn't say anything more, she just took the handkerchief and was fascinated, and she sighed and said, "You and I are on different sides, so it's okay not to see you this time, Brother Zeng." ”

After saying that, the old lady She turned around and left under the escort, but the familiar and suddenly unfamiliar sound of striking iron behind her sounded very regularly.

"She's gone, isn't she?" A cough came from inside the room.

"Dad, let's go," Zeng Xiaoman said.

"It's good, it's good," the old man in the house said in a sad and helpless voice, and then closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

Early the next morning, the weather was getting cooler, Zhang Zifeng was bored in the hall, and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing that he couldn't see the big white legs anymore.

"Grab the car keys, you go and wait in the back," Wei Xueyan came resolutely, and then threw the car keys away.

Zhang Zifeng naturally took it and said with a wry smile, "I said boss, did you do it on purpose, that's it, do you still let me go to She's house?" ”

"Why, aren't you not afraid of heaven and earth?" Wei Xueyan smiled.

"I'm not afraid, if I make any noise there, I'll bear the consequences?"

Wei Xueyan said speechlessly, "Okay, I'll give you a behind-the-scenes job, and this time both of your brothers will come to help." ”

"Respect," Zhang Zifeng said leisurely.

When he came to the underground parking lot, Zhang Zifeng got into the car, and at this time, the sound of goods falling to the ground suddenly came not far behind him.

The young man pointed in one direction, Zhang Zifeng poked his head out and looked at it, and immediately smiled.

"Uncle, we really have fate, we meet again," Zhang Zifeng said with a smile.

I only saw that it was Zhang Zifeng who kindly helped the old man who pedaled the tricycle when he first came to Qinghai City.

The old man was also slightly stunned, and said, "Aren't you kid a bodyguard, that female boss is beautiful, that's a big beauty in our Qinghai City, it must be very cool." ”

Zhang Zifeng smiled bitterly and shook his head, he didn't know if it was cool or not, but it was a certainty that it was beautiful.

After giving the old man a cigarette, Zhang Zifeng sat with him aside, and the young man pushed the tricycle with heavy goods very easily with one hand.

Seeing this, the old man was stunned, and couldn't help but give a thumbs up and said, "This kid is born with divine power, amazing." ”

"Still chatting, let's go," Wei Xueyan had already walked down briskly at this time.

Today, Wei Xueyan wore a black tight-fitting suspender dress, her snow-white skin made her look beautiful and moving, her thighs under the skirt were slender and elastic, and the whole person was full of wildness and youth.

Seeing this, Zhang Zifeng got up and said goodbye to the old man, "Uncle, I'm going to be busy, you are so old, you can do such heavy physical work more leisurely." ”

The uncle smiled slightly, waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, old man, my body is hard, and I can work for another ten years." ”

"I think you can do it for twenty years," Zhang Zifeng smiled and waved his hand.

In the end, Zhang Zifeng left, and the old man with a smile on his face gradually regained his composure, and when he looked back at the tricycle, he sighed a little sadly.

I've lived in Qinghai City for so many years, why did you think you would have to leave so soon?!

"Dad, let's go," a strong voice came from afar.

I only saw Zeng Xiaoman himself, who had an inch head, a tall figure, and thick eyebrows.

Because of the years of forging steel, his muscles look extremely explosive, and if you look closely, it is not difficult to find that his breathing is extremely steady, as if he is practicing some kind of breathing kung fu.

And this ability is one of the mastery of the old man, Zeng Aniu.

In his life, he accepted Zeng Xiaoman as his righteous son without marrying a wife, and now all his life skills have been handed over to Zeng Xiaoman.

Zeng Aniu put his hands behind his back and sighed, "Just now, these two people are extraordinary, especially that young man, I originally planned to introduce you to him, so it seems that it is just that." ”

Zeng Xiaoman didn't speak, just lowered his head and pedaled the tricycle to Zeng Aniu's side, and said, "Dad, it's time to go." ”

"Okay, let's go, but before I go, I have one more thing to do for this young man."

"What's the matter?" Zeng Xiaoman was puzzled.

"The blood wolf of the Northern Regions is now in Qinghai City, in order to repay this kid for his two good deeds, I will give him a benefit."

"Do you want me to help him kill that blood wolf?"

If this sentence is heard by others, they will definitely feel that this simple Zeng Xiaoman is not ashamed of his words, but the strange thing is that Zeng Aniu seems extremely calm, as if this is not a big talk.

Because he understands that he is a righteous son, he does have this ability.

However, Zeng Aniu shook his head.

"What does Daddy want Xiaoman to do?"

"This kid is very strong, he doesn't need your help, what he needs is a heart, a healthy heart," Zeng Aniu's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and he turned out a dagger in his hand at some point, and suddenly stabbed Zeng Xiaoman with a puzzled face.