Obviously, Luo Xiaodong provided a retreat that he prepared for himself. People like him with blood and human lives in his hands would definitely prepare a retreat early, in case there is nowhere to go.
Some roads can only be walked once.
It's not because this road is blocked, but it's not safe to go anymore, and it's probably a dead end.
Therefore, such a path will never be known to others, even his master, his friends, and his relatives, he must ensure that he is safe when he walks, how can he easily give it to others, let alone one counts People who are not friends.
Zhang Yuan is very clear that Luo Xiaodong originally went there to kill him, but in the end, instead of killing him, he saved him and gave him his escape. Why is this happening? No one could figure it out, Zhang Yuan asked himself, if Luo Xiaodong was in trouble, he would not be able to do this.
Luo Xiaodong seemed to have known that he was going to ask, he smiled and turned his face away, his eyes blinked at half the golden sunrise, and the corners of his mouth were slightly tender.
"I remember you asked me if I was an orphan. Actually, I am not an orphan. My father was very good to me. When I was young, he would always take me here to watch the sunrise. He said that the sunrise here is Zhonghai. The most beautiful and the earliest, unfortunately, he died in a car accident a few years ago."
Although Luo Xiaodong's tone was calm, there was a deep hatred in his eyes. Zhang Yuan could imagine that this car accident was not simple.
Then Luo Xiaodong continued: "My mother died a long time ago, but I have a good sister who is only a few years older than me, but she took me like a mother. Since my father died, I have only this one. I’m a relative, so I swear to listen to my sister."
Zhang Yuan never interrupted and listened to him quietly.
"In fact, even if I lent you a motorcycle that time, I just thought that you were a person I admired. That's all. Even if I got an arrangement to kill you, I didn't intend to let you go. All Fan Dasheng The accomplices must die!" Luo Xiaodong's face suddenly twisted, and his clenched fists trembled slightly.
Although Zhang Yuan didn't understand what hatred Luo Xiaodong and Fan Dasheng would have, he vaguely felt that it was related to his father's car accident, but in this case, he had no reason to help himself.
After a while, Luo Xiaodong's chest ups and downs calmed down, he sighed, and slowly said, "Really, I'm going to use your desert eagle to result in you, or to be affected by you. But, when you go there On the way, I received a call from my sister." Luo Xiaodong said about her sister, and his face softened a lot. "She said that she saw you on TV, and she asked me to help you if I had a chance."
Zhang Yuan frowned. Who is Luo Xiaodong's sister? Do you know it by yourself? It seems that you don’t know a woman surnamed Luo
"Guess who my sister is?" Luo Xiaodong turned his head and smiled.
"I can't guess." Zhang Yuan helplessly spread his hands.
"Did you help a pregnant woman 3 months ago? Do you remember?"
"He!" Zhang Yuan smiled. It turned out to be the pregnant woman in the mall, but it turned out to be Luo Xiaodong's sister.
Things in the world are always so coincidental, but think about it again, even if it is a city with a population of more than 20 million, everyone in it is inextricably connected, but we usually don't find it.
Zhang Yuan then thought, fortunately, he saved the pregnant woman by himself, and the mother and child are safe, otherwise what really happened, Qin Xiaorou could be in trouble because of Luo Xiaodong’s temperament, this unscrupulous little sister,... but she has a conscience , And finally can call yourself to report.
"Our family must repay you, and I thank you on behalf of my sister and husband." Luo Xiaodong said solemnly.
"In fact, it's just a small effort. I didn't want any thanks." Zhang Yuan was not hypocritical, just what he said in his heart.
"But I have to thank you, because you let me have another pro-organizer in this world, little baby, it's been a hundred days today, do you want to go?"
Zhang Yuan laughed, "If I want to turn the banquet into a battlefield, I will go."
"Then you still don't want to go." The two men looked at each other and smiled.
Later, Luo Xiaodong went to find his friend.
Zhang Yuan thought back and forth for a while, Luo Xiaodong was right, and the situation is indeed like this now. Can he really lift a rock and smash the sky? If Long Brother is really that person, what strength does he have to compete with him
It seems that the only way to go is to escape first and then find a way. What can be done to stay in Zhonghai? Now that he is wanted everywhere, it is difficult to move.
When it was dawn, Luo Xiaodong came back, saying that the friend would not be able to come back until tomorrow. He contacted by maritime telephone, and it should be possible to arrange it. No problem.
Zhang Yuan nodded and agreed. This is the only way out. If you don't go out, can you go to which mountainous area in the country to hide? It is even more hopeless.
While there were no people on the street, Luo Xiaodong took Zhang Yuan to a house, an old house on the seaside mountain. It seemed that this was one of the places where Luo Xiaodong was stung. Although it was chaotic, there was very much food inside. rich.
Zhang Yuan boiled some hot water and washed away the blood. He felt that the pores all over his body were relaxed and his spirit was refreshed.
"Okay, you'll sleep for a while, I have to go back, and come back tonight or tomorrow." Luo Xiaodong put in a new change of clothes and was about to leave.
"Wait, I will go with you too, so you can send me a paragraph."
"Are you still going out?" Luo Xiaodong frowned.
"Yes, don't worry, it's not causing trouble. If I leave tomorrow, I still have two things left to do."
In fact, Zhang Yuan still has three things. What he most wants to do at the moment is to see Godmother and Yaoyao again. I don’t know why, every day in this city, I don’t want to see Lu Yao, but when the moment of leaving comes, I actually want to go the most. It's a girl like this sister.
Zhang Yuan thinks that maybe the undead Zhang Yuan in his heart is doing the blame, but he can’t help Zhang Yuan realize his wish because these people who are very close to him must have received the focus of the police’s attention. I can't speak, what's the point
So the three things became two. One is to go to Yinwan Middle School to find the girl. This is Zhang Yuan’s long-cherished wish, and he wakes up from a coma. He remembers a little bit more. I don’t know what to do this time. When I came back, I didn't find that girl, I was really upset.
The other is the little old man who wants to be reincarnated and reincarnated again. After receiving the old man’s kindness, he only took a look at the day of birth. Zhang Yuan felt that it was not enough. If he wanted to leave, he had to take care of his parents. He has to have more ancient books from Taoism.
These two places were unexpected by the police, so Zhang Yuan can go there with confidence.
In the morning, at the entrance of Silver Bay Senior Middle School, there was a marching music for athletes. The energetic students rode or walked, or carried them alone, or entered the gate in twos and threes, laughing and laughing.
Yinwan is a tourist destination with a very developed economy. The income of residents here is much higher than that of other counties and cities. Zhang Yuan has been to Yinwan Town Hospital and felt that the environment, the momentum, the construction of the hospital, and the Zhonghai City Hospital can’t help it. ratio.
Come to Yinwan Senior High School, Huo! Even more awesome. Judging from the gate of this school, Zhongda High School is not enough to give people shoes.
The tall white pillars are filled with statues of goddesses like ancient Roman temples. The 8 pillars support a streamlined snow-white marble platform. Although the shape of this gate tower is simple, it is definitely expensive to build. The big pillars Too majestic and too tall, the momentum is so big, I feel that the White House in the United States will have to vomit blood.
Looking in from the gate, a tree-lined avenue lined by a hundred-year-old straight tree on both sides is long and far-reaching. You can see the end of the road from a distance, and there is a huge black stone.
Nowadays, it is popular in many places to make a stone, engrave the words on it, drip a few spring water, plant a few green grass, and it feels elegant, but the stone at Yinwan Middle School makes people feel not elegant, but imposing.
That stone is called big and small.
However, although the gate tower is magnificent, the supporting facilities are inferior, especially in front of the gate. The roads at the township level can be imagined. They are small and very small. The opposite is full of facades.
But this also makes Zhang Yuan's observation work more convenient.
I bought a newspaper at the newsstand opposite, and went to a makeshift stall selling breakfast next door to ask for a bowl of soy juice. After sitting down, I was already muttering that the girl’s family was not so rich, she would be a student of this school. Is it? Why doesn't it feel like
However, in memory, it was obvious that the girl was wearing the school badge of Yinwan Middle School, and she should still be a student here.
Fortunately, although Yinwan Middle School is luxuriously built, there are not too many students. If it is the High School Affiliated to CUHK every day and after school, do you want to identify yourself? There is no designation, there are too many people, and there is a burst of water, and the eyes can't keep up.
Although Yinwan has a good economy, there are many tourists, and children of migrant workers can't afford to go to such a school. Even if the children from the two surrounding towns also come to school, there are still not too many students.
One side of the water and soil raises the other people. Here, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and those student girls are also beautiful, tender and trembling, well-developed, and you can feel the swelling of the girls' chests in such thick clothes.
The faces of the girls are like peach blossoms, and the faces of the boys are beastly. Of course, Zhang Yuan's beastly heart is just a little move. He still has business affairs. His eyes mainly look at the backs of these girls, because he looks back at the girls. Very familiar.
But the problem came up again. At that time, the girl was wearing summer clothes. Now the girls are all winter clothes. Even if a girl wears different clothes, the back view can be said to be completely different, and Zhang Yuan starts to have a headache again.
"Pop!" Suddenly a large black aluminum leather box slammed on the table in front of Zhang Yuan, and then a clear, melodious, rounded standard Mandarin came, "Boss, here is a pancake fruit."