Super Soldier King

Seeing this situation, Ye Qian nodded slightly, but he also knew very well that although this matter will not be exposed by the media, it does not mean that the captain will not tell the investigators of the National Security Bureau. However, Ye Qian is not too worried about this point. After all, the camera on the plane has long been destroyed by four gangsters, and he did not take a picture of himself at all. Based on the dictation of the captain and the passengers on the plane, it must not be easy to find himself. an easy thing to do.

As soon as I got out of the airport, I saw a 120 ambulance and a 110 police car parked outside the airport. I saw an old man being moved from the ground to a stretcher by several nurses and put into the car. Painful moaning came out of the old man's mouth, obviously he was seriously injured. Looking at the figure of the old man, Ye Qian was slightly taken aback, feeling familiar. The police officer on the side was asking a fat man in a suit, wasn't he the so-called successful person he had just seen on the plane. I saw him talking to the police proudly, and then he was led into the car by the police.

Soon, people's discussions came from my ears.

"Oh, that old man is really unlucky. He obviously picked up the fat man's wallet with good intentions and wanted to return it to him, but he was suspected of stealing it by others and beat him up severely. It's hard to be a good person these days. .”

"Isn't it? Life is the most worthless thing these days. The old man was just a scavenger. He was probably beaten to death, and no one gave him justice. Did you see the fat man's clothes? It’s a famous brand, so he must be a rich man, and a trash picker who has never fought against others, so this beating can only be done in vain.”

Ye Qian frowned slightly, stared at the fat man and got into the police car, then reached out to hail a taxi and drove home. If it wasn't for the police, Ye Qian would definitely have gone over to give the fat man a serious lesson, but now that the police have come forward, regardless of whether the fat man is convicted or not, it is inconvenient for him to come forward. What's more, Ye Qian also desperately wants to go home. After all, I haven't been back for eight years, and I don't know if the family has changed, and whether my father still lives there.

Along the way, Ye Qian's mood was ups and downs, like a child who made a mistake, wanted to go home, but was afraid to go home.

The car finally stopped, Ye Qian glanced out through the window. In eight years, there seems to be no change here. It is still a dilapidated shantytown. The dilapidated road is lined with towering plane trees. Occasionally, there are a few birdsong, which is extraordinarily bright in this place where there are few cars.

Ye Qian searched hard for the house in his memory, the dilapidated hut was even more dilapidated now, it seemed that it was in danger of collapsing at any time. The door was ajar, and the Spring Festival couplets on them were slightly white. The handwriting on them was obviously not professionally handwritten, but the handwriting was beautiful and childish, as if it was written by a girl.

Taking a deep breath, finally, Ye Qian mustered up the courage to walk towards the dilapidated hut. Knocked on the door, but no one answered, so Ye Qian walked in. The furnishings are still the same as they were eight years ago, nothing has changed. The living room only has an Eight Immortals table and a few benches. There is a group photo on the counter. With a kind and kind smile on his face. Ye Qian's tears flowed down uncontrollably, who said that men don't flick their tears because they haven't reached the point of sadness.

The sound of cooking came from the kitchen, Ye Qian touched the tears in the corner of his eyes, and walked in. I saw a girl about fifteen or sixteen years old busy in the kitchen, Ye Qian was stunned for a moment, then knocked on the door.

"Father..." The girl turned her head excitedly, but what she saw was a strange face, she couldn't help being slightly stunned, and swallowed the words abruptly. Glancing at Ye Qian, he asked, "What's the matter?"

Ye Qian glanced at the girl, she was dressed like a pure girl, although she was dressed plainly, it still couldn't conceal her beauty. "Is daddy at home?" Ye Qian asked softly.

"Second...Second brother?" The girl was stunned for a long while, and finally remembered that she had seen the person in front of her in the photo left by her father. Although the childishness had fallen off, in exchange for a mature and determined face, the girl I still have a deep impression on him, because he is the person my father always talks about.

Ye Qian obviously didn't expect the girl in front of him to recognize him, so he couldn't help being slightly taken aback. But thinking about it, it might be that her father mentioned her in front of her, and there are photos of her at home, that's why the girl knew herself. He knew that his father must have been thinking about him and worried about him in the past eight years.

But after all, he was the captain of the Spike mercenaries. Ye Qian finally suppressed the emotion in his heart, smiled at the girl, and said, "You know me? Hehe, what's your name?"

"Han Xue!" The girl looked at the person in front of her who was often mentioned by her father, and replied crisply. The person in front of him has an elegant face. If it wasn't for the scar on his face, he would be a refined intellectual. He is quite different from the mischievous and mischievous Ye Qian that my father often mentioned. .

"Where's daddy? Haven't you come back yet?" Ye Qian asked.

"Should be back soon, second brother, you should sit down and rest for a while." Han Xue said while pouring a cup of tea for Ye Qian. Ye Qian said thank you, and took it naturally. Although he hasn't come back for eight years, this is still his home after all, so Ye Qian is not so unfamiliar and polite.

Seeing that the old man hadn't come back yet, Ye Qian started talking with Han Xue and asked, "Is the old man in good health all these years?"

Han Xue nodded, and replied: "He's healthy, but after all, my father is too old, and I can't bear to run outside rain or shine."

"Those bastards haven't come back to see Dad?" Ye Qian frowned slightly, and there was a hint of anger on his face. Although none of them are the biological children of the old man, they were all raised by the old man, and the old man is their reborn parents. The so-called kindness of a drop of water is reciprocated by the spring. Those people who are about the same age as Ye Qian are probably working, but they still leave the old man here alone. They really have no conscience at all.

"No, the eldest brother and the third brother have all come back and wanted to take my father to live with them, but my father refused to agree, saying that it is worse than my own kennel." Han Xue hurriedly said Said.

Ye Qian nodded silently, he knew that Han Xue's words were true, and he was very clear about his father's temper. With his stubborn temper, ten bulls couldn't pull back the things he decided. Moreover, he didn't really believe that those boys were ungrateful people.