Secret Service Student

Chapter 101: 101 Better not to mess with me

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Sending Lin Xin home, it was already more than 12 midnight, and Zhang Yuan hurried home again. In fact, his heart was even more chaotic. Feelings are really not playable, so it makes people fascinated. The ecstasy and happiness is really more intoxicating than simply getting a woman's body, it is very addictive and can't stop.

But driving the car alone, the troubles in my heart lingered, and I was determined to be with Fan Jiaojiao, how could I touch the teacher's fat milk again.

In the end Zhang Yuan decided that he still didn't want to go home and sleep. In the words of Old Man Tao, people are not as good as the sky. People have omissions, but God arranged them well. Maybe the script of God's will has been arranged long ago.

Zhang Yuan drove the SUV of the chief of the Zhonghai City Police Department, naturally no one dared to stop him and came to the secluded road leading to his home.

This road is not a bustling business district, nor is it a vehicle trunk line. Although it is in Zhonghai, which is known as the city that never sleeps, it is quiet in the middle of the night and can't be swept by machine guns.

The shops on both sides have been closed, the street lights stand quietly, and the white light is quietly sprinkled, and all kinds of vehicles are parked on both sides of the road. It is like a free parking lot, leaving only a narrow road in the middle. Zhang Yuan slowed down and drove through the cracks.

When he saw the Tongzilou doorway, Zhang Yuan suddenly found that behind the street lamp, on the dark sidewalk, there were actually two people walking slowly.

No, it's not two people walking. It was a man pushing a wheelchair and walking slowly, a tall and sturdy woman was pushing a wheelchair, and a shriveled and thin man was sitting in the wheelchair.

The street lights on this road are old-fashioned, unilateral, they can only illuminate the motorway. The brightness here is even more the darkness of the sidewalk. Under the boundless darkness, the two silent figures make people look miserable and sad. They were silent, unwilling to bring up the worrying topic, but even if they didn't mention it, could they not want to.

They are Zhang Yuan's parents, yes. They had just returned from the police station, and the second-year high school students who had returned to Zhonghai early in the afternoon spread the story. The police did not notify Zhang Yuan’s parents, but through the news that Lu Yao was in school, Zhang Yuan’s parents still listened to it in the evening. Here comes the news.

They didn't eat dinner. They had been sitting in the police station. The police station did not hide it after inquiring about the situation, but when Zhang Yuan escaped danger, no one returned a message to the police station.

Therefore, the police at the police station felt that the kid named Zhang Yuan was more ill-tempered. They persuaded the old couple for a long time, until this meeting, they persuaded the old couple out of the police station, but persuaded them to leave, how could they discourage the old couple Worry, who can understand their anxiety for their son

Zhang Yuan drove the car, looking at the slowly moving figure from a distance. Why did his father, who never went downstairs, blow the cold wind on the lonely long road in such a deep night? Think and know with your toes.

He suddenly couldn't help his nose sore, yeah, that's right. How old-fashioned is this father, how short-sighted is this mother, how petty citizen this mother is, has no feelings with them, or...

But what are the important things

Is it really important

Zhang Yuan suddenly remembered that he had said to Fan Jiaojiao in the gossip array, "I told you that I have no feelings with Zhang Yuan's parents. It can also be said that I am lonely,..."

Are you really alone? Why are there people so worried about themselves, so worried, so late at night, regardless of their sickness and sickness, and never sleep.

In the six days and six nights in the maze, have you ever considered and worried for them, even if it was only a second

Zhang Yuan quickly parked the car in a gap on the side of the road and hurried over.

The sudden appearance of Zhang Yuan made the old couple's melancholy cheeks rippling with joy. Zhang Yuan's mother screamed in excitement, and yelled with that signature loud voice: "You bastard! You! Do you want us to die?"

Zhang Yuan clearly saw tears flickering in the corners of the big-sounding mother's eyes. In the dark night, she couldn't see her face clearly, but the tears were so shiny, crystal clear, like the brightest star in the sky, the star in the sky. It’s all mom’s tears missing her son, isn’t it

"Parents! I was wrong!"

Zhang Yuan didn't deliberately control his emotions. Although he can do it, does he need restraint? At this moment, he did not hesitate to let the tears blur his eyes and cover his cheeks; at this moment, he clearly felt the warmth, a kind of warmth that he felt for the first time in the past and this life, it was family affection, yes, the affection of parents; at this moment, He let go of the man's fragile strength and let himself be bathed in the light of family affection.

He suddenly felt a little grateful to the enemies who forced him into the maze. If it hadn’t been for this time to experience life and death, he would still not know how many people in his life were still silently holding him, nor would he know that there are so many people who let him go. He couldn't let it go, and there was such a deep emotion that made him burst into tears, who had already felt like a rock.

Zhang Yuan pounced into his father's arms, "Dad, I was wrong."

Lao Zhang didn't scold his son like he did before, but gently touched Zhang Yuan's head, and kept whispering: "It's fine to come back, and it's fine to come back."

"Dad, let's go home."

"Okay, go home."

Zhang Yuan pushed Lao Zhang's wheelchair and walked slowly, telling the story of the day as he walked, of course it was a cut version, it was too thrilling, they would not be able to stand it.

My mother's loud voice kept yelling from the side. In fact, this kind of seemingly loud yelling is not a kind of deep love

Zhang Yuan didn't contradict him, even if they were wrong, even if they couldn't agree with their opinions, Zhang Yuan silently smiled and nodded. Isn't listening to the nagging of his parents a kind of enjoyment

Soon, the group of three people came to the passageway of the tube building. There were no street lights, and it seemed more and more dark. The bunch of cars on the side of the road was quiet, as if there was no one.

When he walked to a Buick commercial vehicle, Zhang Yuan suddenly had a strong sense of being peeped, so strong that his smile suddenly condensed on his face, but only for a moment, he stopped.

There was a person in the Buick car, a person was hiding in the dark carriage with a pair of bright eyes looking at the three people outside the window. When Zhang Yuan stopped, Zhang Yuan could even clearly feel that the person's breathing was stagnant. , And the murderous intent is extremely prosperous.

"Dad, today Uncle Zhao from the police station gave me a pack of pandas. Would you like to try it?" Zhang Yuan smiled, looking harmless to humans and animals, but his whole body was already tensely defended, his position was blocking Parents, even if you die, don't let those who love you suffer any more.

"What kind of cigarette to smoke at this time, go home and smoke!" Mother's loud voice bluffed again.

But Lao Zhang was an old smoker, and couldn't wait to say: "Hey, you don't like the smell of smoke when you go home, so just finish smoking and go home."

"Pop!" The lighter was lit, and a red flame appeared on the dark corner of the street, illuminating Zhang Yuan's face, while the Buick looked even darker.

"Huh!" Zhang Yuan let out a puff of smoke, and at the same time he released Taohuamen's exploration ability.

Zhang Yuan felt that the world would be quiet in an instant, clear and thorough, even if he closed his eyes, he could clearly see every place and corner.

What a wonderful feeling, like a god, everything knows well, no matter how dark a corner, I can't escape my own eyes, the invisible eyes.

That's right, there was a man in the back seat of the Buick, a man holding a professional SLR silencer camera in his hand, he didn't see the weapon, but his hostility and murderous intent were so strong.

Only then did Yuan turn off the lighter, and the dark street corners became even darker.

This is the best moment for Zhang Yuan to launch an attack. Human eyes will have a few seconds of reaction time to the momentary changes in light, especially the nervous eyeballs inside. The moment the fire is extinguished, he will have less than a second. The feeling of blindness. Fatal blindness.

Although Zhang Yuan could use this moment to open the rear door of the Buick, he pulled the kid out.

But he didn’t. He saw that the kid didn’t bring a weapon. He guessed that it was a well-informed reporter, maybe the police sent by Qin Xiaorou, and more importantly, the parents are here, so they can’t worry about being nervous anymore. This is a son. It should be considered.

Although not their real son, Zhang Yuan has become their son after the last moment.

"How does it taste?" Talking while walking. Zhang Yuan put the lighter back in his pocket and slowly pushed the wheelchair to move on.

"It's not bad, but the filter is too long, it doesn't need to be drawn, ha ha ha." Old Zhang opened his arms wide.

"Why did you dad be, how can you allow him to smoke!" Mom started bluffing again.

Zhang Yuan smiled. As soon as he was about to walk into the hole of the Tongzilou door, he turned his head and smiled faintly at the dark window glass of the Buick. The smile was so weird and a bit gloomy. He was going to tell his opponent and tell all people.

Don't mess with me! Don't mess with my family! Otherwise, I will leave you dead without a place to bury you!

At the entrance of the corridor, after stepping on the cigarette butt, Zhang Yuan picked up old Zhang's head and walked on the dilapidated and messy stairs, while Zhang Yuan's mother followed behind with a wheelchair.

Lao Zhang lost his legs, lacked exercise all the year round, was very thin, and was light and fluttering with his back behind him. This made Zhang Yuan's heart feel once again.

"Dad, haven't you been out for many years?" Zhang Yuan asked.

"Yeah, for many years, I haven't even left the house."

"In the future, I will often come downstairs with you on my back and go around. Zhonghai's street scenes, night, Oriental Pearl, and Bund are getting more and more beautiful. On weekends, I will take you to the park to breathe some fresh air and go to the city imperial temple to eat. Xiaolongbao."

"Good, good." The old head Zhang was very open, and he kept saying okay behind Zhang Yuan.

"What's so good? That's the time to spend the money, and the son has to work and go to school. How can you have that time, you old thing, don't hold back your son." The mother suppressed the loud voice, but the voice was still pretty. Big.

Zhang Yuan smiled and said, "I watch TV. People who have no legs can still wear prostheses, and some can participate in the Olympics."

"That's too expensive. Half of your dad's 100,000 yuan compensation was for prostheses. He didn't want to, tens of thousands of yuan."

Tens of thousands of pieces of artificial limbs are reluctant, but they can be thrown into the school without hesitation. They are all for their own sake. Thinking that he once blamed them for it, Zhang Yuan silently made a decision in his heart that he must be attached to the old man. Dad’s prosthesis is put on so that he can move freely.

Carrying his father upstairs, Zhang Yuan’s bed was still occupied by the old aunt and daughter. He had to go downstairs again without going directly to the godmother’s house. He quietly walked to the door of the tube building. Maybe the kid was really scared. The Buick commercial vehicle has disappeared.

The corners of Zhang Yuan's mouth moved, "Better don't mess with me!"