Chapter 8

Dongyang airport.

I looked at the strange Dongyang City and felt thousands of feelings in my heart.

I have fantasized about my return to Dongyang City for countless times, which is still the familiar appearance.

But it has changed after all.

I turned to think, even I have changed, how can the world not change?

I stood at the roadside of the airport for a long time. Many taxi masters asked me if I wanted to take a bus, but I refused.

Soon after, a taxi stopped in front of me, rolled down the window, smiled at me and said, "little brother, where are you going?"

I looked at him and got into the car without saying much.

I sat in the back and he talked with me all the way, but I rarely responded. It seemed that I was not in high interest. After he smiled, he didn't talk any more.

Soon, the car arrived at the place where I used to live. The master looked at his watch and turned his head and said, "thirty little brothers."

I pulled out a black bag from my backpack and handed it to him. He was stunned and said cautiously, "what do you mean?"

When I opened the bag, it was full of cash, full of 100000. When he saw it, his pupils suddenly shrank and exclaimed, "little brother, you..."

I put the money in the front seat and said with a smile, "thank you. You saved a girl's life five years ago!"

He was stunned and recalled, then patted his head and laughed, "I remember! It's you! Ha ha! But I don't need the money. Take it back."

I smiled, didn't take back the money, pushed open the door and left. When he poked his head out to find me, I had already disappeared.

I stood in front of the rusty iron door and said, "Dad, mom! Xiaoya, I'm back!"

I took a deep breath and knocked on the door, but after a long time, there was no response.

I frowned. Aren't my parents at home?

At this time, the opposite resident opened the door. It was an aunt. She said to me suspiciously, "are you?"

"My second aunt smiled at my son."

"Son?" The aunt's face was embarrassed: "is that how you treat your parents?"

I frowned and asked, "what's the matter?"

The aunt said angrily, "do you know that your parents went to the construction site to work in order to make money for you?"

construction site? Work?

I remember that my adoptive father worked in a state-owned enterprise and my adoptive mother opened a small supermarket. Her life is fairly rich. How can she be reduced to working on the construction site?

What happened in the past five years?

I couldn't help being stunned and hurriedly said, "aunt, I don't know. Where is it? Tell me."

My aunt calmed down when she saw my silly appearance and told me a position.

I left home, stopped a car on the roadside and soon came to the construction site.

The construction site is under construction. It seems that it is transforming the old community. It is miasma. When I walked in, I saw my adoptive parents sweating in the hot sun. My adoptive father is carrying bricks up, and my adoptive mother is mixing cement.

Seeing this scene, tears moistened my eyes. Later, I learned that my adoptive parents forgave me when I left that night.

Just as I was about to enter, a foreman came to my adoptive father and scolded, "move a brick and grind haw. Be sharp. Do you want to do it?"

The adoptive father quickly bent down and said with a smile, "good foreman."

The adoptive father's face was pale and almost collapsed with fatigue. He walked a little floating.

After taking a few steps, my adoptive father fell back as soon as his body stiffened. As soon as my pupils contracted, I hurried over.

The foreman kicked his adoptive father on the back. Seeing that there was no response, he scolded: "fuck, what are you pretending to be dead? Get up and work for me!"

The adoptive mother first came to the adoptive father, squatted down, hugged the adoptive father and shouted his name. The adoptive father vaguely opened his eyes and saw several layers of double shadows.

The foreman pointed to the adoptive parents and said, "listen to them, you used to work in a state-owned enterprise? But here, you have no privilege. If you can't do it, get out of here! Now I'll give you ten seconds, get up and move!"

The adoptive mother's eyes were full of tears and bit her lips. She was very wronged, but there was no way.

At this time, I came to the foreman and said coldly, "he has collapsed. Can't he rest?"

For a time, my adoptive parents looked at me with complex eyes. After a long time, my adoptive father slowly opened his mouth and couldn't put a channel: "Xiao... Xiao Qiu!"

"Dad! Mom!" At that moment, my tears couldn't help pouring out of my eyes. In the face of the second old man, I felt guilty!

"Xiaoqiu! What a Xiaoqiu!" The adoptive mother shouted my name: "my child, you are finally back! My parents miss you so much!"

"Sorry!" I lowered my head and bit my lips, blaming myself to the extreme.

"Just come back! Oh." The adoptive father giggled. He was an indomitable man and couldn't help crying at this moment.

I squatted down. He stretched out his dirty hand to wipe away my tears, but he shrank back. I held the second old man's hand tightly and held my face.

However, at this time, an untimely voice sounded: "is Lao Tze coming to see your emotional drama? Get up and work for me!"

My eyes were suddenly cold. I put down my adoptive parents' hands, got up slowly and stared at the foreman. He was fat and big ears and did whatever he wanted with the power of sesame. He looked at me arrogantly. Compared with his four eyes, he first withdrew his eyes, swallowed saliva and said unhappily, "what are you looking at?"

He saw the cold and fierce murderous spirit in my eyes.

Murderous Qi is a mysterious thing for ordinary people, but for people in an underground world.

This is true! Only those who have really killed people can have murderous spirit.

And the people I killed Already countless.

My hands are stained with evil blood.

"Get out!" I opened my mouth coldly and didn't want to get angry!

"You fucking let me go?" The foreman sneered, "young man, I'm the foreman here. Your parents are my men. They can't do any work. You should be the one who gets out!"

My adoptive mother also took my arm and whispered, "Xiaoqiu, let's go... When you come back today, my parents are happy and go home to cook for you!"

I turned a deaf ear, still stared at the foreman and said in a cold voice, "you just kicked my father and apologized!"

The foreman twisted his neck and said unhappily, "I don't apologize. What's the matter? A lazy man like him should be beaten!"

"Then you should fight!" I said in a cold voice and walked towards him with heavy steps.

However, my adoptive mother held me and advised me, "Xiaoqiu... Don't make trouble."

I turned my head and was about to speak to my adoptive mother, but who knows, a gust of wind hit me. I looked back and the foreman hit me with a shovel.

"Xiao Qiu!" The adoptive father shouted urgently, got up with his teeth and rushed at me to protect me.

But.

Mom and Dad!

Five years ago, I didn't protect Xiaoya, which made your heart cold and gray.

Now.

Five years later, when I come back, I will protect you all my life.

The foreman's action is as slow as a slide in my eyes.

For me, he doesn't even have the qualification to be my opponent