Lu An's cooking skills are actually quite good, with all the color, flavor, and flavor. But Ah Jing didn't finish a small plate. Pig's trotters roast goose longevity noodles, she is really full.

Lu Zishan finished a bowl of longevity noodles, and then poured a few bites of the small bowl of egg fried rice. The wind and clouds are whirling, and the front is dry and clean for a while. The granules return to the stomach.

Ah Jing was stunned. It's not called eating. It's called pouring rice. Pour directly into your stomach.

Lu An smiled: "The second uncle is a cow, and he eats a meal for two days." I'll have to regurgitate later. ”

Lu Zishan put a bunch of plates in front of him, and put them in front of Ah Jing with a smile: "Doll, don't forget what you called me." Without waiting for Ah Jing to answer, he stood up, dragging a long green cloth coat and a pair of adult flip-flops, just like Kong Yiji who had come out of the sprinkle hall, only a large long braid was thrown and kicked out.

Lu An saw him go out and smiled at Ajing: "Don't mind, the second uncle is like this." ”

Ah Jing choked on the juice sent by the waiter, smiled and shook his head: "How can you mind?" The second uncle is very interesting. ”

I was still a little curious: "Why do you call the second uncle a general?" ”

Lu An wiped his hands: "Is there any arrangement for the afternoon?" ”

Ah Jing spread his hands: "I want to arrange it, but I don't dare to go out." I'm afraid I'll be dragged away as soon as I get out. ”

Lu An smiled, took off Ajing's coat and hung it on his arm, and pulled her up: "I'll take you to understand something." ”

The two came out to take the sightseeing elevator, Lu An pressed the ninth floor, and the elevator slowly rose.

Ah Jing raised his head slightly, looking intently at the fast-moving scenery outside the glass wall. She had the feeling of being in a dream. Business trip. I was expected to return to Lake City soon. Didn't get dizzy in the office. But in such a mysterious place with some mysterious people. Something is about to change, right? I have a vague premonition.

Lu An leaned against the wall and looked at Ah Jing. The long hair was scattered down, and under the long hair was half of the face of pink makeup. It's like a beautiful sculpture. She still loves to wander. No matter where it is. If you're not careful, you'll sink into your own world.

"Ajing."

"Huh?" Ah Jing turned his head.

"Smile more." Lu An looked at her, dark blue eyes staring at her. Ah Jing felt as if he was being seen in his own heart.

"I'm smiling." She smiled slightly.

Luan looked at her, not laughing with her, looking at her with some contemplation.

Ah Jing was a little embarrassed. This is how people look at it directly.

Luckily the elevator arrived. There was a clang, and the door opened softly. Lu An grabbed Ajing's hand, held it tightly, and led her out.

Ah Jing didn't make a sound and followed silently. The man in front of him, and he got along, and not long. However, she was caught and pulled by him like this, and she was not disgusted. On the contrary, I feel very down-to-earth and safe.

It was quiet in the building. A long passage, not a single figure.

Luan walked straight to a door. There is a small fingerprint lock on the door. He pressed his thumb. A mechanical sound came from the door: Welcome to the showroom.

The door opened, and all the lights were on. The room is full of light. It is not a small showroom. There are a lot of photographs. Black and white, color.

The one facing is huge, two men in tunics, standing side by side. With a smile on his face.

"These are the two ancestors of the one-way street." Luan pointed to the photo. "One Way Street is a gang organization. What started as a few people has grown into the current gang group. Chapters are organized in many countries. My father and second uncle are the rulers of the mainland. That's what you hear called, General. ”

Walking slowly along the showroom, Lu An pointed to a picture of the emergency room: "We have the most advanced weapons and medical and scientific equipment in the world. The gang members all have a skill. Among them, most of them have their own unique skills. ”

Stunt? Ah Jing looked at Lu An.

"For example, Ah Ye's fist and foot kung fu is first-class, and I have a point magic skill that has been lost for many years." As Lu An spoke, he let go of Ah Jing's hand and inadvertently touched her arm with his fingers.

As if being struck by high-voltage electricity, Ah Jing instantly felt a numbness in his arm, which shook his whole body. I wanted to take a step, but I couldn't move. He could only open two eyes wide and look at Lu An blankly.

Lu An raised his hand slightly, but it was just a light touch, and Ah Jing's whole body was relaxed, as if he had just been hit by Sun Wukong's immobilization method.

"Is it magical?" Lu An smiled. "Maybe like myths and legends, but these things do exist. The one-way road recruits such talents and entrusts them with important tasks. Go and accomplish a lot of tasks that seem impossible. ”

A photograph shows a man covered in blood collapsed in front of a black wall. Lu An gently tapped the photo frame: "We have strict discipline, and we must never do evil or disregard human life, otherwise, there will be no mercy." ”

Ah Jing didn't squeak. There are no rules, especially in such an organization, which will only be more severe.

"One-way streets only do business with rules. It has an excellent reputation in both black and white. Lu An continued walking, and suddenly looked back at Ah Jing and smiled: "I don't want to introduce these to you." But now that you're involved, you can't avoid it. Know a little more. It will be safer. ”

There is a small table in the middle of the showroom. Ah Jing walked over and sat down.

"The Mizi Army is an underworld organization that is almost as famous as a one-way street. The only difference is that they take everything. Do anything. Therefore, on many tasks, the one-way street is aligned. ”

"Why did the Mizi Army suddenly point the finger at you, we haven't found out for a while." Lu An looked at Ah Jing, who was looking at the room. These three words flashed through his mind.

"Yang ......"

Ah Jing suddenly jumped up and went straight to a photo. interrupted Lu An's words.

In this photo, three men stand in front of a dilapidated church. The one in the middle was very young, with large, godly eyes and thick black eyebrows. A gun was slung over his shoulder, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Ah Jing's hand gently stroked the man's face. Tears filled his eyes instantly.

"Daddy, Daddy!" Ah Jing rested his head on the enlarged photo, and tears flowed silently.

It was a young father. Loved her father. There is no beard on the chin. There is also the naughtiness of a young man in his eyes. It's that kind of eyes, it's the faint smile that often hangs on the corners of his mouth, and the calm and steady father. It used to be Optimus Prime in the paradise-like world of her and her mother. How did you see a picture of your father here?

Ah Jing's body shook, as if he was back in that nightmare afternoon. In the alley of Shaanxi, the father who fell in a pool of blood still has a warm father. The mournful cries echoed one after another, but they could no longer wake up the dear father.