"Zetao, you take this money, my mother told you, don't be afraid of flowers, the first time you go to visit someone's house, you must be decent, the flowers that should be spent, not enough to call your mother."

Watching Gong Xiuying stuff the accumulated 10,000 yuan into his hand, Zhang Zetao's eyes were a little moist.

"Mom, I have money, you can take this money back."

"Silly child, my mother knows that you have money and knows that you are promising, but when you visit your future in-laws, how can you spend your money to marry a daughter-in-law for your son, this is the responsibility of your parents."

Gong Xiuying helped Zhang Zetao arrange her collar with tears in her eyes, because she knew that Zhang Zetao's departure was another year, even more than a year.

"Mom".

Zhang Zetao, who knew his life experience, looked at Gong Xiuying and shouted sincerely.

"Huh".

Gong Xiuying readily agreed, and her tears couldn't stop staying. The mother of the child is worried, although it is not her own child, but in Gong Xiuying's heart, it is better than her own child.

Sitting in the car, looking at Gong Xiuying, Zhang Kui, Zhang Xia, Zhang Xin and his little nephew who kept waving to him outside the car, Zhang Zetao's eyes were red, and tears suddenly flowed down.

"This is family affection, whether there is blood or not, this family affection can never be parted with."

Wang Yuqi's home is in Yang City, Jiangsu Province, not too far from Yanbei, and after taking the train for more than three hours, Zhang Zetao walked into Yang City in the evening.

Originally, the time agreed with Wang Yuqi was the third day of junior high school, but Zhang Zetao, who had something on his mind, came to Yangshi a day in advance, and he did not notify Yuqi because he wanted to be alone to relax.

Although the family affection for Zhang Kui and Gong Xiuying has not changed anything, Zhang Zetao, who knows his life experience, is far from being as free and easy as he becomes, and the reason why he forced a smile in front of Zhang Kui and Gong Xiuying is to not let Zhang Ke and Gong Xiuying worry.

"Whew".

Zhang Zetao, who walked out of Yangshi Railway Station, looked at the somewhat dark sky and exhaled a long breath.

"Let go of me, what do you want to do, you stinky rascals, my father is the vice minister of commerce, you let go of me, stinky rascals."

"Bastard, let go of Xiaoya".

There was no anger, and the sound of struggle came from Zhang Zetao's side, looking at the conflict between some people not far away, but no one dared to step forward, Zhang Zetao frowned.

"Damn, dare to hit me, beat him to death for me".

There was a roar, and then a long club slammed into the head of a young man.

"Fang Yong, let go of me, you scoundrels, my father will not let you go."

Seeing the young man holding his head and falling to the ground, Yan Xiaoya hurriedly shouted, with despair in her eyes.

"Stinky bitch, Nima's shut up".

A young man in Chinese clothes led by the other party, listening to Yan Xiaoya's shouting, slapped her back, and his face was full of anger. As for Yan Xiaoya's previous words, this young man in Chinese clothes didn't believe it at all, he wouldn't believe that the daughter of the vice minister of commerce would come to Yangshi, and it would be by train.

"Zhou Shao, this, this person seems to be dead."

Several young people surrounding Zhou Shao looked at Fang Yong lying on the ground motionless, their faces changed, and their tones were very frightened.

"Damn, bad luck, you guys packed him up for me and threw him into the river."

Zhou Shao, a young man in Chinese clothes, frowned when he heard the words of several young people, and his eyes were a little fierce.

"Stop".

Zhang Zetao arrived at the right time, listened to Zhou Shao's words, and shouted angrily, his eyes were full of anger. Looking at the insensitive people around me, I felt a little desolate in my heart, what was the situation that caused these onlookers to be indifferent to this conflict.

"Nima's, let's go".

Hearing Zhang Zetao's shout and seeing the people around him gathering more and more, Zhou Shao's eyes flashed a gloomy and shouted coldly.

With Zhou Shao's shout, several young people around immediately boarded the car beside them and drove away.

"Brother, brother, wake up".

Zhang Zetao took a step slower, staring at the three cars that left, helpless. turned over Fang Yong, who was lying on the ground, and looked at his bloody appearance, Zhang Zetao's heart trembled.

"What are you doing in a daze, call an ambulance."

Zhang Zetao looked at the insensitive people around the train station, and the anger in his heart can be imagined, these people watched this tragedy happen, and they were indifferent, you can imagine what these people's hearts are like.

Hearing Zhang Zetao's shout, looking at Fang Yong, whose face was covered with blood, and the people around him, for fear of getting into trouble, dispersed in a hurry.

"The world is hot and cold, and people's hearts are not ancient."

Watching everyone leave, Zhang Zetao involuntarily appeared in his heart.

"Hiss".

"Brother, how are you, brother".

Hearing Fang Yong, who was not a few years older than him in his arms, hissed, Zhang Zetao's face showed joy, at least Fang Yong was not dead, he was still alive.

"Xiaoya, save Xiaoya".

Fang Yong struggled to stand up, his eyes were blank, and he kept repeating this sentence in his mouth, the stick was not light, which made Fang Yong a little confused.

"Brother, you calm down first, you have to go to the hospital immediately in this situation."

Zhang Zetao frowned when he saw Fang Yong's appearance, and said hurriedly.

"No, I want to save Xiaoya, I want to save Xiaoya".

Fang Yong shouted hoarsely, with a firmness in his eyes that was difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

"Save, how to save, you are like this, you can't even save yourself, how can you save people."

Looking at Fang Yong's appearance, Zhang Zetao frowned and shouted angrily.

"Brother, please help me, I will report later."

Fang Yong struggled to kneel in front of Zhang Zetao, the love, firmness and desolation in his eyes made Zhang Zetao tremble, and he couldn't help but think of Wang Yuqi, what should he do if something happened to Wang Yuqi.

"Forget it, I'll go with you".

Good things are done in the end, delivery to the west, looking at Fang Yong's appearance, Zhang Zetao sighed, he knew that if Fang Yong didn't rescue Xiaoya, he wouldn't be willing to think about it, compare his heart to his heart, if it was Wang Yuqi, Zhang Zetao would be the same.

"Thank you".

Fang Yong's eyes finally had focus, and he looked up at Zhang Zetao with deep gratitude in his eyes.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing"?

A taxi driver who watched this tragedy happen, but did not stop it, saw Fang Yong pull his car and hurriedly shouted.

"Hmm".

Fang Yong turned his head to look at the taxi driver, with a seeping look in his eyes, coupled with the blood stains on his face, the taxi driver's heart trembled, and he didn't dare to speak again.

"Dude, get in the car".

Fang Yong had a headache, but he always insisted on keeping his consciousness awake, from the arrogant attitude of those people just now, Fang Yong knew that if Xiao Ya fell into their hands, there would definitely be no good end, if Xiao Ya had an accident, then he Fang Yong would not be able to escape the blame.

"Good".

Zhang Zetao sighed, didn't hesitate any longer, and now there was no trace of the three cars, Zhang Zetao knew that time could not be delayed any longer.

As soon as Zhang Zetao got into the car, the taxi was like a rocket, and it rushed out, and the horn sounded wildly.

Looking at Fang Yong's madness, Zhang Zetao was a little entangled in his heart, although he didn't know what was going on between Fang Yong and the so-called Zhou Shao, Zhang Zetao could guess that the so-called Zhou Shao was not a good class. Dare to openly commit murder at the train station and then escape, this kind of person must have a deep background.

Although he can guess these, the current Zhang Zetao has no regrets. Conscience and justice drive Zhang Zetao, forget it if you don't see it, if you do, Zhang Zetao can't ignore it. As for his own security, with the official and business system defense attack mode, Zhang Zetao does not need to worry about it at all.

The frenzied pursuit was staged in the city of Young. Soon, this speeding taxi attracted the attention of various departments in Yang City.

"Brother, left".

Zhang Zetao saw the three cars on the left in front of him, his face was happy, and he hurriedly said.

Hearing Zhang Zetao's words, Fang Yong turned his head and also saw the three cars on the left in front of him. At first glance, the madness in Fang Yong's eyes became even stronger, and with one foot on the accelerator, the taxi rumbled and chased after the three cars.

"Zhou Shao, there is a taxi behind us that seems to be coming for us"?

Zhou Shao, who was in the middle car, frowned when he heard the voice coming from the phone.

"Go and see, who is it"?

Zhou Shao's eyes sank, and he said coldly.

"Zhou Shao, it's the kid from before, and the nosy person just now."

"That kid didn't die, okay, very good, drive me to Yilong Yuan, I'm going to entertain them."

Hearing that it was Fang Yong and Zhang Zetao in the taxi, Zhou Shao smiled at the corner of his mouth, and there was also madness in his eyes.

PS: 2 more flowers!