Meimei was relieved. She kissed Lele's face and said softly, "Baby, Dad will help you beat all the bad guys to death, no one will dare to hurt Lele!"
"Ah..."
Lele's eyes twitched, and her ears quivered.
Where are the bad guys?
She doesn't need Dad's help, she does it herself!
Can't beat them to death!
Looking at the rich and varied expressions on his daughter's face, Yan Mingshun guessed her thoughts and said with a smile, "How could Lele be bullied by bad people? It would be nice if she didn't bully others!"
Even the three gold-medal killers can't help his fat girl. When she grows up, I'm afraid she will be more noisy than Sun Monkey!
Rather than being bullied by bad people, he is more worried about how to wipe his daughter's butt!
"what……"
Lele shouted happily, but her round head couldn't stop nodding. She was still smart, and silly mother always thought she was a bunny.
snort!
She is the Queen!
Yan Mingshun slept well at home and left early the next morning.
Although Xu Lang has been captured, the matter is not over yet. Xu Lang is just a small leader of the Hand of God in Kyoto. He has already asked Yan Mingda to contact Interpol and follow the line of Xu Lang to find the Hand of God. Headquarters this big melon.
Because the Hand of God is doing a lot of evil all over the world, Interpol has long wanted to clear this big tumor, but the Hand of God is secretive and has not found any clues until now. This time, the Hand of God was copied in the Huaxia branch. , can be said to be the biggest harvest of these years.
What Yan Mingshun has to do now is to pry open Xu Lang's mouth and dig out more information about the Hand of God.
At the same time, he also wanted to know why Xu Lang wanted to kill He Hui ten years ago?
This mystery has been bothering him all the time, and he can't feel at ease if he doesn't understand it.
Xu Lang is tall and has long hands and feet, typical of a swimmer.
It's just that his face looks a little out of line. Yan Mingshun has seen his previous photos. He has a very simple appearance, and his appearance is not amazing. Standing in the crowd is absolutely inconspicuous.
But now Xu Lang has sharp eyebrows, a high nose and a square face, and is very handsome, but his temperament is very gloomy, which is very inconsistent with his flamboyant appearance.
Xu Lang was detained in a single room, very calm, and when he saw Yan Mingshun, he didn't even lift his eyelids.
"Remember Tang Coach?" Yan Mingshun asked abruptly.
Xu Lang's body trembled slightly, Yan Mingshun was overjoyed, he guessed right, no matter how vicious people are, there will always be a corner in their hearts for those who care.
Coach Tang is exactly the person Xu Lang cares about Because Xu Lang lost his father since childhood and has many brothers and sisters in his family, he is inconspicuous, not clever, and does not please his widowed mother. His family was always neglected, and if he hadn't been accidentally selected by the county sports school, maybe he would have lived a mediocre and hard life like most men in the village.
Xu Lang was selected to go to the county sports school at the age of nine. At the age of twelve, he went to the provincial team because of his outstanding performance. Coach Tang was the coach who took him there, from the age of twelve to nineteen.
In Xu Lang's heart, Coach Tang is like a father, and has an extremely important position.
It's just that Xu Lang was very cunning, but he still didn't make a sound.
Yan Mingshun took out a recent photo of Coach Tang from his pocket. The northern man who was only over 500 years old was older than his peers, his hair was nearly half white, his back was a little crooked, and he had a sick face.
Xu Lang's heart skipped a beat. The coach in his memory was always full of energy and high-spirited. It had only been ten years. How could the coach be so old?
"Do you know why Coach Tang is so old?" Yan Mingshun said deliberately.