Dad is here, everything is fine.

Hearing this, Fang Ziyu was very moved, but his vision was not blurred.

I want to cry without tears.

Worry, trepidation, and fear churn in the chest, and the feelings in the heart cannot be overflowing.

It's like a child who has been in a big disaster, and he doesn't know what to do, what he can do, and he doesn't even know where to put his hands and feet.

Fortunately, Fang Ziyu is no longer the game house that has not been deeply involved in the world, and the explosive emotional wave has not broken his psychological defense.

"Well, I'm fine." Fang Ziyu tried to make his voice sound less abnormal, "It's a little late today, I'll go home for dinner tomorrow!" ”

"Are you alright?" Dad is obviously not at ease, knowing his son is more than his father, no matter how well Fang Ziyu hides it, he can hear the difference.

"It's okay, it's just a broken love." Fang Ziyu knew that he couldn't hide it, so he simply made up a lie.

"Hey-" Fang Lin breathed a sigh of relief, "Deal with it, it's normal to quarrel and quarrel, just coax." It's okay if you can't come back, you have to think about the good, at least you've talked to someone, haven't you? Look at that Xiao Lu, who grew up with you, I haven't heard of him looking for a girlfriend until now. ”

Just now I wanted to cry but couldn't cry, but now I want to laugh and laugh silently, Fang Ziyu shook his head with tears and laughter.

"Hey, Dad, I'm hungry, I'm going to eat first, and I'll eat when I get home tomorrow night."

"Okay, tomorrow we will have two cups, let you drink a fragment and you will know, what is a broken love? Falling out of love is not as uncomfortable as having a hangover and sobering up. ”

"Huh." Fang Ziyu sighed with a smile, he had already summed up his father's routine, don't look at the usual seriousness, every time he enlightened him, he could put down his parents' shelves, joke like a good buddy, dispel resistance, close the distance, and then pour chicken soup for the soul or poisonous chicken soup, tried and tried.

If you really fall out of love, you will feel much better if you have a drink and chat with your father. However, this time the situation is far more serious than the loss of love.

Fang Ziyu turned around, leaned his back against the wall, took out the control board, and overlooked the Gulin Campus at night from the perspective of the Tai A.

Tonight's Gulin Campus doesn't seem to be the same as usual, at least the night view of the campus shared by a few high school classmates in the circle of friends.

The scenery is still the same, but there are few pedestrians.

This is not surprising, after all, there was a shocking shootout at the Gulin campus a few hours ago.

The Tai'a circled a few times over the campus, and did not find a sniper point or armed forces, it may be that it is too well hidden, so that Fang Ziyu, a layman, cannot see the clues, or it may be that Wen Yan came alone, after all, she is superior in force.

After confirming the current positions of Xu Baiyi, Xiong Wei and Jiang Lan, Fang Ziyu suppressed the meaningless anxiety and hesitation, and strode towards the Friends Tea Restaurant with the fat cat orange whose real combat power should not be underestimated.

"Good evening." Wen Yan waved his hand lightly at Fang Ziyu, as if greeting an old friend, "What to drink?" ”

"No, you don't." Fang Ziyu stretched his eyebrows, grinned, and stretched out his right hand generously, "Teacher Wen, hello." ”

Wen Yan held Fang Ziyu's hand, slightly forced, not tight, not loose, and suddenly let go after shaking it twice.

She looked surprised and asked with a light smile, "Why do I feel electrocuted when I hold your hand?" ”

Fang Ziyu lowered his head weakly, pretending not to hear.

Why do I feel like I'm electrocuted? Of course, it's because you're really electrified.

At this time, the impact gun was pinned behind Fang Ziyu's waist, and the electric shock ring was worn on the middle finger of his right hand, and Fang Ziyu deliberately discharged the test when shaking hands, wanting to see if this electric shock ring could pose a threat to Wen Yan.

Wen Yan's heroic posture of shaking the militants with a long sword left a deep impression on Fang Ziyu's heart, and he still remembers it vividly. According to Xiong Wei, Wen Yan is a rare peerless master today, and he has already crossed the threshold of Tongxuan with one foot, and it is only a matter of time before he takes Wu Tongxuan, and when he goes one step further, except for Mr. Kong, I am afraid that no one is worthy of being her opponent.

Is the body structure and physical resistance of such a bullish martial arts master different from that of ordinary people? Out of curiosity, Fang Ziyu couldn't help but give it a try, this is not a good thing, it would not be a bad thing to know more about her.

As a result, it was not surprising that he directly came into contact with the electric current that could make ordinary people jump up and shake his hands, but Wen Yan didn't blink.

The two sat facing each other on either side of the small round table, like a pair of men and women on an awkward blind date, looking at each other, but neither of them said a word.

There were many eyes not far away, either burning, envious, or jealous, Fang Ziyu knew what the owner of those eyes was thinking, so he felt even more embarrassed.

But Fang Ziyu made up his mind, no matter how embarrassing it was, he would never speak first.

God knows how much Teacher Wen knows, just talk casually, what if the secret that could have been hidden is revealed? Even if the other party is vaguely aware of his connection to the shooting, poisoning, arson, etc., he may not be able to predict the future, and even if he guesses that he can predict the future, it is unlikely that he will know the future.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Wen Yan took a sip of the sweet wine in the glass and said softly: "I asked you to meet as a friend, not as an official person, and I came alone, so you don't have to be nervous, don't worry, if you want to leave, you can do it at any time, I won't stop you." ”

"Oh, actually, I'm still in a bit of a hurry......" Fang Ziyu stood up without hesitation, and was only halfway through his words, and sat back again, because he heard Wen Yan's next sentence.

"I'm here to tell you something. First of all, I want to tell you that there are more than two Tomorrow's Dominators, that is, people like you and Ouyang Jie. ”

Fang Ziyu's legs weakened, and he sat down again, his mouth open, unable to speak.

Meet the general? What is this road number?

This feels like fighting the landlord, and he has a 3, and he throws a king bomb on the other side, which is unreasonable!

Dumbfounded for a few seconds, Fang Ziyu put away his slightly exaggerated expression, cautiously scanned the surroundings, and then asked in a low voice, "Tomorrow's Dominator?" ”

Wen Yan hooked the corners of his mouth, making Fang Ziyu understand what it meant to be an evil smile.

"Want to know?"

"Yes!"

Fang Ziyu nodded without hesitation, where did the notebook come from in the future, how did it appear, and why did it fall into his hands, these questions have been lingering in his heart, and if he doesn't get an answer for a day, he can't really feel at ease for a day.

………………

Lions Gate International Airport, Terminal 2.

A short-haired young man in a tunic, wearing a stand-up collar, walked slowly to the security checkpoint. After stopping outside the bar, she touched her chin with one hand and held the long-handled black umbrella in her hand with the other, her face full of righteousness, and she pondered for a few seconds in front of the crowd. Immediately, the young man ignored the strange eyes of others, raised the handle of the umbrella in his hand without changing his face, and stabbed a thin figure in the team with the tip of the umbrella.

The boy who had been poked turned his head sharply, his hands clenched into fists.

"Yo, want to fight?" The short-haired young man touched his chin and looked at him with a grin, and the expression on his face perfectly interpreted the word "under-beaten", "Haven't you heard of 'don't mess with the tunic and don't mess with the black umbrella'?" ”