Chapter 103: Honesty
It's night.
Due to the presence of assassins in the city during the day, the patrol guards in Xinzheng City were much denser than before.
Not far from Zilanxuan, a shed was set up in the corner of the wall, and a few wooden planks were set up around it, and it barely became a noodle shop.
Generally speaking, it is the morning and daytime that makes some pastry and sells it to people who are in a hurry in the city.
And tonight, the shop opened.
The boy sat down on the bench, and the shopkeeper quickly brought a bowl of noodles and placed it in front of him, which was still steaming hot.
Looking at the white and tender pasta and the little oil flowers on it, Zheng Ze didn't pay attention to anything, picked up the chopsticks next to him and picked up the noodles and ate them.
There was no one hanging out in the city tonight, only the occasional sound of foot soldiers patrolling and walking, and the sound of the burly figure behind Zheng Ze tinkering up and down the stove.
After a while, the two figures slowly walked to the humble noodle shop, and the ink crow clasped his hands on his chest, looked at the surrounding environment, and raised his eyebrows.
With the influence of the previous few times, he always felt that choosing this kind of place was not in line with Zheng Ze's style.
Seeing that Zheng Ze didn't mean to raise his head, Mo Crow pursed his lips and said slowly: "Man, I brought it to you." ”
With the crackling of the firewood behind Zheng Ze, his voice still seemed a little abrupt.
Zheng Ze slowly raised his head, put down the chopsticks in his hand, and took out a white cloth to wipe his mouth, which was taken from Lang Yu's hand.
I saw her washing every day before, so it must be cleaner.
He placed the white handkerchief on the right hand side of the table, and as he wiped his mouth, a rickety figure slowly walked from behind the ink crow.
The man had black and white mixed hair, and his hair was very dry, and his face was wrapped with strips of cloth to hide his scars. The clothes on his body could no longer be called clothes, because the hem was so torn that the lines were hanging down, and it was almost impossible to cover his body.
Old, discouraged, powerless, lowly...... These are probably the feelings that look from him.
If you don't pay special attention, this is probably the appearance of a slave, or the most inferior kind, and it is estimated that there are not a few cheaper slaves in Xinzheng.
Just glanced at him, Zheng Ze said softly: "Above." ”
Listening to his words, the burly man behind him immediately scooped up the noodles in the pot and filled a full bowl of noodles and brought them to the side of the desk opposite Zheng Ze.
Seeing this, Mo Crow's eyes flashed, and he recognized this noodle cook, who was a peerless person, seemed to be called Tang Ba.
Is it an injury?
didn't care what he thought, and the inferior person standing beside him slowly walked in front of Zheng Ze.
Boom!
I only heard a crisp sound, and he knelt on the ground, "Thank you, Mr. Li, for your revenge and rescue!" ”
His voice trembled, and his emotions were really excited.
However, listening to his words, Zheng Ze's expression did not change at all, and he was still indifferent.
"Hearing your thanks, I thought I was such a good person." As he spoke, a scorn appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't know whether to mock the person in front of him or laugh at himself.
"Get up, put away your thanks, I won't accept it anyway." Zheng Ze picked up the chopsticks and picked out the oil flowers on the soup.
The ragged figure slowly raised his head, all the things he knew were told to him by the person who brought him, but it seemed to be a little different from what he thought.
Thinking about it, he couldn't help but glance at the ink crow.
Ink Raven shrugged at his gaze, I'm just here to close the deal, and the rest is none of my business. Standing here, I just want to see the play.
"Don't think about it so much, I just want to treat you to a bowl of noodles, Master Li Kai Li."
When Zheng Ze's words fell, Li Xingzhong, who was wearing shabby clothes, met the eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, and he still sat slowly in front of this young man.
From beginning to end, his tone was so unmistakable that there was no room for refusal.
"Sir's grace, Li Kai is willing to die for effect!" Although he couldn't figure out what the other party meant, Li Kai immediately expressed his intentions.
However, the young man on the other side laughed and shook his head, "I said, I don't have any interest in your gratitude, in my opinion, your thank you is not even worth this bowl of noodles." ”
Although he was depressed at this time, Li Kai was not shocked by the scene in front of him, he looked at Zheng Ze, and he asked, "Why did Mr. save me?" ”
Zheng Ze didn't answer his question, but asked, "More than ten years ago, did Master Li think that he would have today?" Because of your carelessness and gullibility, you almost died, your wife was tortured, and your daughter was displaced? ”
Listening to Zheng Ze's question, the gleam in Li Kai's eyes flashed, "This is all that Liu Yi......"
Before he could finish speaking, Zheng Ze nodded and interrupted him, "That's right, Liu Yi deserves to die, so he's dead now." What about you, have you fulfilled your responsibilities as a husband and father? ”
I didn't expect him to ask like this, Li Kai was stunned, "I ......"
"You haven't even considered how much danger it will bring to them if you come to Xinzheng this time." A sneer crossed the corner of Zheng Ze's mouth, and his eyes looked at him directly.
From the initial stunned, Li Kai slowly came back to his senses, "Mr. saved me because of my wife and daughter?" ”
Faced with his question, Zheng Ze shook his head again, "I swapped your life just because it was a gesture." ”
"I see, ......" Li Kai looked at the young man in front of him, his eyes were a little complicated.
Zheng Ze stretched out his hand and pointed to Zilanxuan not far away, "See that?" ”
Li Kai turned his head and glanced at Zi Lanxuan, he knew that his daughter was there.
"The night before yesterday, my men died there, bleeding all over the ground, and then many more died there, and the blood almost didn't reach the soles of their shoes. When I woke up yesterday morning, I saw that the blood in front of the door had been washed clean, as if those people had died in a dream. ”
Looking at Zheng Ze, who was talking eloquently, Li Kai gradually realized the way he spoke, "What does Mr. want to say?" ”
"I want to say that dying in Xinzheng is like pulling a weed, and it can't attract any attention. Your life and death may be cheaper than grass. ”
Regarding this kind of speech, Li Kai was noncommittal, "That gentleman saved me, just to humiliate Li in person?" ”
Hearing this, Zheng Ze smiled lightly and denied: "Master Li has misunderstood, I haven't been so idle." I'm just going to invite you to a bowl of noodles tonight, and by the way, I want to tell you, you can't protect Lang Yu and her mother, but I can. ”
Ideals are fragile in the face of cold reality.
Zheng Ze didn't sympathize with this man whose fate looked a little pathetic, Liu Yi owed him his life, what did he owe to Yu and Mrs. Hu, what did he have to pay back?
Zheng Ze is different from Han Fei, Li Kai has shed blood and fought hard for South Korea, Han Fei will look down on him, but what does South Korea say about him Zheng Ze?
"Maybe you have a different opinion, but in Xinzheng, you can only bring danger to them, so it's better to leave early. I will guarantee the safety of Langyu and Mrs., you don't have to worry. More than ten years have passed, and with your innocence and stupidity, you can still have a life to live, rejoice. In the end, Zheng Ze's attitude was already very frank.
It's not nice to say, but that's the truth, that's the reality. If you don't talk about reality and only talk about love, you are an irresponsible hooligan.
Li Kai looked at him stunned, he really didn't expect Zheng Ze to say such a thing.
It turns out that he can get his life back, or is it because of the daughter who never raised him?