Zhang Yimin sat on the bench and looked at the children who were playing in front of him.

It's like an ordinary pedestrian who is tired of walking and takes a break here.

He had a can of drink in his hand, taking sipes from time to time, and a sunhat, as if hiding from the glare of the sun.

If there is a slight difference from ordinary people, it is that the brim of his hat is pressed lower.

After four days in the mountains, he finally couldn't help but return to September City.

He has always been a little unable to let go of his parents, and perhaps in his opinion, the absence of news means that everything is normal.

However, he also knew Dored's methods, and if he made some small moves in private, he would not necessarily be discovered by others.

There are some things that are more reassuring to take a look at for yourself.

The place where he was sitting now was still some distance from his home.

It was a small square, and there were many such squares in the community, but he didn't dare to wait downstairs in his house.

As he passed by there just now, he found that there were at least five cultivators.

Since an evolution in the spaceship, he has found that his senses have become more and more precise.

In the past, if a cultivator didn't operate True Qi, he would have no way to find out, but now he can.

So he didn't even stop, just like an ordinary person, carrying a *one* book* reading * small * saying ybdu can of drink, and passed directly there.

Now his state of mind is very relaxed, and a cultivator has appeared downstairs in his parents' house, which can at least prove that his parents are still safe.

If Dored wants to use this place to fish him, then there must be at least ten cultivators here.

Thinking that the Nahu people already had a video of him working in the hangar, then they should know that five cultivators were not enough to deal with him.

And the people in the square seemed to be relaxed, and nothing had happened.

But just in case, he was still going to wait here for a while, at least to see his parents, even if they couldn't recognize each other, it was always good to see each other.

Thinking of this, he took another sip of his drink, this is the place where his parents will inevitably pass when they return home, and even if those Nahus try to catch him, it is impossible to fill the entire route with men.

It was close to five o'clock in the afternoon, and if the parents were to come back, it should be almost at this point.

Thinking of this, he raised his head slightly and glanced around.

There are already people passing by after work, all with smiles on their faces, gossiping with the people around them.

Seeing all this, Zhang Yimin sighed, this is the life he has always longed for, but now he can only watch all this.

If he really wants to live this life, there is still a long way to go, and perhaps it can be said that there are still many people who need to be killed.

The TV screen opposite the square is still broadcasting the news of the election, and now George Han, who is in first place, has been slowly caught up by Cui Fenghua, and now the difference between the two is only two percentage points.

Thinking of Xiaobai's pitiful 12% support rate, Zhang Yimin wanted to laugh.

This guy with an idea in his head doesn't know if he will hit his head against the wall when he sees such a result.

Zhang Yimin wondered why Xiaobai didn't tell him this idea before he left.

But even if he doesn't understand politics anymore, he knows that Xiaobai must come to September in two months, otherwise his 12% approval rating will not push him to the position of president.

It's just that seeing the level of defense of the space station, he knows that if Qian Chenglin wants to come over, maybe there is a certain way, but Xiaobai can't.

"Are they going to use that ship?"

Zhang Yimin's heart jumped, and he suddenly remembered the spaceship he was riding in when he went from Earth to Mars.

"So, these people are coming in September?"

Thinking of this, his heart was a little hot.

It had been too long since he had seen Chisei Rin.

In September, he was alone, and he still seemed too lonely.

Xiaobai had already mentioned this problem before leaving, even if he really snatched his parents out, where could he go?

He didn't answer that question at the time, and he still can't.

His parents were just ordinary people, and it was impossible for him to be like a cultivator who could fight with him.

But as a son, in this case, he had to come, and no matter what, he had to make sure that his parents were safe first.

As long as his parents are safe, then everything can be plotted slowly.

If Xiaobai and the others come together, then the more power he can use.

He knew that it was impossible for one person to run for president.

It's just that now he doesn't dare to contact those families, Xiaobai may still have a certain future in the eyes of these people, but for him, it's hard to say.

Zhang Yimin's heart suddenly jumped, and he lowered his head again.

He felt the aura of the cultivator again, and it was approaching.

In an instant, he even had the method of running away immediately, but he held back.

Those people don't go fast.

Zhang Yimin let out a breath, he already understood what these cultivators were doing!

As long as he tracks an ordinary person, the cultivator will use this speed to advance.

This is the city, not the forest.

He still sat there, slowly sipping a drink, but his eyes seemed to look to the east.

Just one glance, his eyes were a little angry.

That's his parents.

He didn't continue to see who was following.

He lowered his head again, but his nose was a little sour.

In the current situation, being able to confirm the safety of his parents is enough for him.

Zhang Shan lacked a lot of smiles on his face, glancing left and right from time to time.

Now there is no need for Yang Qing to say, he also knows that it really seems that someone is following him.

It wasn't just a feeling, he even knew that it was the young man who seemed to be wandering around with a drink in his hand about twenty meters behind him, and he had been following him.

After seeing those cold-looking people at the airport, Zhang Shan saw that expression on the face of the person behind him again.

Even if a cultivator wears a hat, it is very different from ordinary people.

Years of training have naturally brought a hint of coldness to their expressions, far from being comparable to those spies who specialize in learning to track.

"Dad, how do I feel like someone is following us?" Yang Qing muttered, carefully looking left and right.

"Don't look at it!" Zhang Shan turned around and pulled Yang Qing by the hand, "Let's talk about it when we go home!" ”

Yang Qing's body trembled, she knew that Zhang Shan must have discovered something when she said this.

Otherwise, when he raised this question a few times before, Zhang Shan didn't have this expression.

She has been a husband and wife for almost thirty years, and she naturally knows his husband very well.

She quickly lowered her head, and her hands carrying the basket trembled slightly.

The pace of the two people was getting faster and faster, but there were too many pedestrians on the street, and they didn't dare to trot.

Now the two of them have the greatest wish to return home as soon as possible, and it seems that they will be safe there.

Zhang Yimin's ears and eyes are so keen, he heard what his parents were talking about for the first time, and his heart couldn't help but tighten.

If parents didn't know anything, at least they would have lived with peace of mind, but now it's different.

Seeing that his parents were about to pass in front of him, he finally couldn't help it and raised his head slightly.

Zhang Shan's heart was very anxious, but he was a man after all, and he hadn't scared the six gods yet.

In his heart, he vaguely felt that these people were following him, and he was only afraid that it was related to the figure he saw that day.

When he went to work the next day, he had already heard about what had happened at the space station yesterday.

Eight strong men rushed towards the outside of the space station, as if they were chasing someone, and even the staff of the space station were knocked down by them.

Calculate the time, don't you just chase the back you see?

Is that really his own son?

Zhang Shan was a little skeptical.

His son is just a small filmmaker, and he only made those two movies, and I heard that there seems to be a third, but he has never seen it.

How could such a person offend such a force?

And since that day, it seems that there are suddenly more people around me, and everyone's expressions are so cold, just like the people I saw at the space station.

"What's going on?"

Zhang Shan was at a loss, he never thought that an ordinary person like himself would encounter such trouble one day.

Inadvertently, his eyes swept to both sides of the square, and his heart suddenly seemed to jump out.

He saw Zhang Yimin!

As soon as Zhang Yimin raised his head, he happened to meet Zhang Shan's eyes, and his back was suddenly covered with a cold sweat.

He shook his head nervously, as if he suddenly felt some discomfort in his neck, and then lowered his head again.

His hand was already in his trouser pocket and he was gripping the dagger.

As long as Zhang Shan shouted, he would immediately take out his dagger, and he had already locked on the two people not far from Zhang Shan.

Those two had obvious energy pulsating on their bodies, and he knew that they were cultivators.

It's just that these two cultivators don't seem to care that they will be discovered by the people, although they are only wearing civilian clothes, but the two pairs of eyes keep scanning left and right, as if they are looking for someone, and their demeanor is completely different, even the people passing by them have noticed the difference between these two people, and they stay away from them as much as possible.

Zhang Shan's mouth was already open, but it was closed directly.

He saw Zhang Yimin's movements and understood what it meant, so he quickly turned his head and pretended that nothing had happened.

It's just that the hand he held Yang Qing's arm suddenly increased his strength, and Yang Qing screamed softly in pain.

Zhang Yimin's heart shrank before he wanted to move, Zhang Shan's voice had already sounded, "That dish is quite heavy, I'll carry it!" ”

Yang Qing said "en" and didn't speak again, she didn't find Zhang Yimin at all, she just handed over the vegetable basket to Zhang Shan.

"No one will follow us, this is a society under the rule of law, and the law and order here is so good, we will be fine!"

Zhang Shan's voice was slightly louder, and several of the pedestrians walking beside him turned their heads and looked at him in dismay.

Zhang Shan nodded embarrassedly, just like an ordinary worker, but he also knew that the smile on his face would not look good.

Zhang Yimin's hand loosened, he knew that his father was talking to himself.

So he picked up the drink next to him again, took a sip, and peeked at the two stalkers.

Obviously, the two of them also heard this, their eyes were firmly fixed on Zhang Shan's back, and Zhang Yimin could clearly feel that their true qi was suddenly speeding up.

His heart couldn't help but tighten, and his hands seemed to freeze.