MTL - Super Soldier King-Chapter 3 Go home [Super Bing Wang latest

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Seeing such a 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 Agency. However, Ye Qian is not too worried about this. After all, the camera on the plane has been destroyed by four gangsters. He has not taken his own appearance. According to the captain of the captain and the passengers of the aircraft, it is not necessary to find oneself. It's a very easy thing.

Just 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 the stretcher by several nurses and put it in the car. The old man’s mouth was bursting with pain, and it was obviously not hurt. Looking at the figure of the old man, Ye Qian squinted a little, feeling like a deja vu. The police officer on the side was asking a fat man in a suit, but the so-called successful person he had just seen on the plane. I saw him with a look of pride and what the police said, and then was brought into the car by the police.

Soon, people’s comments came from their ears.

"Hey, the old man is really unlucky. It is a good heart to find the fat man's wallet and want to return it to him. But the result is suspected that he stole it. He beat it. This year, good people are difficult. ""

"But it is not. The most worthless thing in this year is life. The old man is just a smashed one. It is estimated that he was killed, and no one asked him for justice. Seeing that the fat man is wearing it? It is a famous brand. It must be a rich man. If you are a smashed and fighting person, you can only slap it in vain."

Ye Qian frowned slightly and stared at the fat man on the police car. Then he reached for a taxi and drove home. If it wasn't for the police, Ye Qian would definitely have a hard time teaching the fat man, but now the police have come forward, and no matter whether they are convicted or not, they will not come out. What's more, Ye Qian is also eager to go home. After all, there have been no return for eight years, and the family does not know if there is any change. Does the old man still live there.

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

The car finally stopped, and Ye Qian glanced out through the window. In eight years, there seems to be no change here. It is still a ruined shanty town. The broken roads are lined with towering sycamore trees. Occasionally there are several birds calling, and the other side of this car is extremely bright.

Ye Qian worked hard to search for the house in memory. The dilapidated hut is now more dilapidated and seems to be in danger of collapse at any time. The door is half-opened, and the Spring Festival couplets on the top have been slightly white. The above handwriting is obviously not a professional handwriting. The handwriting is juvenile and tender, like a girl's hand.

Deeply took a breath, finally, Ye Qian still braved the courage to go to the dilapidated hut. Knocked on the door, but no one responded, Ye Qian went in. The decoration is still the same as that of eight years ago. There is only one change in the living room. There is only one table of eight cents and several benches. There is a photo on the counter. A worn old man is gathered in the middle by a group of teenagers. A kind and smiling smile. Ye Qian’s tears could not help but flow down. Who said that the man had tears and did not flick, just because he was not sad.

The sound of cooking was heard in the kitchen. Ye Qian touched the tears in his eyes and walked in. I saw a girl about fifteen or six years old busy in the kitchen. After Ye Qian stunned, she knocked on the door.

"Daddy..." The girl turned her head excitedly and saw a strange face. She couldn’t help but sneak a little, and swallowed it back to the mouth. I looked at Ye Qian and asked, "Is there anything?"

Ye Qian glanced at the girl, a pure girl dressed up, although dressed very simple, but still can not cover her glamorous. “Is the old man at home?” Ye Qian asked softly.

"Two...two brothers?" The girl stunned for a long while, finally remembering that she had seen the person in front of the photo left by the old man, although the childishness had fallen off, in exchange for the maturity of the face, but the girl His impression is still very deep, because he is the person who often hangs on his lips.

Ye Qian apparently did not think that the girl in front of her actually recognized herself, and she could not help but squint. However, I thought that it might be that the old man had prematurely on her face, and that the family had his own photos, so the girl would know herself, and the heart could not help but burst into tears. He knows that in the past eight years, the old man must always remember to hang himself and worry about himself.

However, after all, he was the captain of the Margin Mercenary. Ye Qian finally suppressed his heart and smiled at the girl. He said, "Do you know me? Oh, what is your name?"

"Han Xue!" The girl looked at the person often mentioned in the old mouth before her, and she replied crisply. The face of the person in front of the elegant, if it is not the scar on the face, it is a refined intellectual who is alive, and the mischievous and often mischievous Ye Qian, who is often mentioned in the old mouth, is really different. .

"What about the old man? Haven't you come back yet?" Ye Qian asked.

"It should be coming back soon, brother, you should sit down and take a break." Han Xue said that he poured a cup of tea to Ye Qian. Ye Qian said thank you, and naturally took it. Although I have not returned in eight years, but after all, it is still my own home, so Ye Qian is not so boring.

Seeing that the old man hasn't returned yet, Ye Qian and Han Xue have taken up their homework and asked: "Daddy is still okay in these years?"

Han Xue nodded and replied: "Jianshuo, but after all, the age of the old man is also big, and the wind and rain can not stand the run."

"The guys didn't come back to see the old man?" Ye Qian's brow slightly wrinkled, and his face was full of anger. Although these people are not the old children of the old, but they are all old-fashioned, the old man is their reborn parents. The so-called dripping grace, Yongquan reported that those who are almost the same as Ye Qian are estimated to have worked, and even throwing the old man here, there is really no conscience.

"No, the older brothers and brothers have all come back. They want to take the old man to live with them, but the old man is not satisfied with life and death. It is better to say that it is better than his own kennel." Han Xue is hurried. Said.

Ye Qian nodded silently. He knew that Han Xue’s words were not fake. He was very clear about his old temper. The whole temper and the ten things that he had identified could not be brought back. Moreover, he does not believe that the group of people is ungrateful.

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