Mad owl

[Text] Chapter 2, If ​​I Leave ([-])

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The table is full of cheerfulness and warmth, and the focus of the restaurant naturally becomes the three brothers and sisters of Di Cheng. Simply adding vegetables, casually sticking out their tongues, and occasionally wiping the corners of their mouths, every bit of it is simple and reveals the brothers and sisters. The care and attachment between them, the very natural actions are filled with the warmth that trembles the heart.

Ye Wantong didn't know when she shed tears quietly, it was touching, the most ordinary actions revealed the strongest family affection, only by truly savoring can you find the relationship between Di Cheng and Yin Yin...it turns out to be so deep and so true.

Di Cheng was living on the street at the age of six, and at the age of seven, he picked up Yin Yin, who could not walk, in a garbage dump. The two lives abandoned by life and fate gathered together, resisting ridicule, welcoming the cold, and seeking love. In food, in mutual encouragement, step forward step by step, grow bit by bit, that is attachment, an unforgettable attachment.

For the first time, Sha Lang and the others saw Di Cheng's majestic and tender side, but this did not reduce his image and status in their hearts, on the contrary, it enriched his image and made him more flesh and blood.

The meal was eaten slowly and deliciously. In the end, even the vegetable soup on the plate was wiped clean by steamed buns. Infected by the atmosphere, the hearts of Sha Lang and others also opened and closed, soaked in a little warmth.

Originally planned to accompany Yinyin for a walk in the countryside after lunch, but just after paying the money, the brother of the Guards who was in charge of secret security sent a message that someone wanted to see him.

"Hello, Mr. Di, I am a member of the second intelligence team of the Nongchao Gang, and I am also a member of the security team responsible for Miss Yinyin's safety." The man full of ability and aura in his fast and tiger steps nodded and saluted Di Cheng neither humble nor overbearing: "Mr. Go to Nongchao headquarters at your convenience, where he congratulates you. The car is ready, and the cover-up work is done, so no one will find out your true identity."

"Weng Yun? Your news is really well-informed." Di Cheng signaled Sha Lang and the others to relax their vigilance.

"Brother, Grandpa Weng took good care of me, just like a real grandpa, and never let me be wronged." Yin Ladicheng's sleeve whispered.

"It's been half a year since we parted that day, how about Mr. I don't know how to come in?"

"He's in good shape, not bad. I don't know if you are going now, Mr. Di, or..."

"Now." Di Cheng signaled the other party to lead the way. Mr. Weng had invited him many times, and it would be impolite to refuse too many times. Besides, Yin Yin's life and safety had been taken care of by the other party for more than half a year, so he should pay a personal visit to thank him.

Leaving the hotel, the man led Di Cheng and the others through several alleys and into the vans that had been waiting for a long time, Sha Lang and others followed.However, in order to ensure safety and avoid accidents, Wang Zhong took the initiative to leave with more than 30 brothers halfway, and guarded in secret.

The convoy deliberately detoured a few more streets, and then went straight to the outskirts of the city. The headquarters of the Tide Gang is not a high-rise building, nor a manor villa, but a village with a strange layout.

Surrounded by a piece of old ancient woods, a large number of guard houses are scattered among them, forming the outermost defense system of the headquarters. There are three small rivers similar to the moats of ancient cities around the village, each with five Meters wide, with a distance of six meters between each other, there are concrete roads covered with iron thorns, and further inside are scattered residents, arranged in a unique orientation. All the people living inside are gang guards, forming the hardest building The iron wall.Strolling through this area is the real core area of ​​the village, where the high-level figures of the Nongchao Gang live and the gang affairs office area.

Ordinary people may find it difficult to imagine that such a base-like village is hidden in this seemingly ordinary dense forest. They just don't know that this is the headquarters of the famous underworld gang in the mainland.

Before the convoy approached the village, Di Cheng saw Weng Yun who was waiting eagerly among the snowdrifts. Even though he was pretentious, he was shocked by the kindness of the other party.Before the car came to a complete stop, Di Cheng jumped off from the top and hurried up to meet him.

"Old Man Weng, you really upset me." Stepping forward quickly, Di Cheng bowed respectfully and respectfully as a junior.

Weng Yun grasped Di Cheng's hands forcefully, but at this moment his deep and energetic eyes trembled a little, and there were faint tears that surprised Di Cheng secretly.Up and down, carefully looked at Di Cheng for a long time, Weng Yuncai patted Di Cheng's shoulder heavily, and laughed loudly: "Okay!! Good!! It's good to be alive!! It's good to be alive!!"

"I made Weng Lao worry." Di Cheng was moved in his heart, but when he looked at Weng Yun, he was surprised to find that he seemed to have aged a lot since he hadn't seen him for half a year.Although Weng Yun had gray hair when we first met, he was hale and hearty, his eyes were bright, his words and deeds were capable and quality, and he didn't look old at all.But now...

"Old Man Weng, long time no see." Yang Jing also came up, and he had a good impression of this old man who had devoted himself to taking care of Yin Yin for half a year.

"Yang Jing, yes, everything is fine." Weng Yun also nodded happily, and when his gaze passed Sha Lang, Dahan and others in turn, his expression froze slightly, and he said in surprise, "They are..."

"They are all my good brothers, Dahan, Sha Lang, King Kong... This is my fiancée, and this is Snow Lion." Di Cheng introduced them one by one, and Sha Lang and the others simply nodded.

However, the natural and casual "fiancée" made Ye Wantong's heart very sweet. In fact, what women ask for is not much, nothing more than occupying a place in the heart of their lover, and being able to feel the care and attention of the other party.First seeing Yinyin, then recognizing her sister-in-law, and now being a "fiancée" again, all in all, Wantong felt happy and sweet, and was very grateful for her brave actions that night.Such a good man, fortunately he made an early move.

The more you introduce, the more surprised you are. Weng Yun, who has been in the underworld for more than 40 years, naturally has a certain ability to recognize people. Whether it is Dahan King Kong's vigorous sense of power, or Sha Lang's evil and aloof, the more than [-] people who followed him This person is unusual, and the pungent aura spreading outward invisibly shows the tyranny of this group of people. Even Di Cheng's enchanting woman who became his fiancée may not be easy.

Weng Yun smiled bitterly: "Is Jin Lin a thing in the pond? When the situation changes, you can achieve such an achievement in just half a year. It's really extraordinary. Xuan En is right, the tide gang has no right to keep you, My sky can't hold your heart."

"Mr. Weng, you're too good-for-nothing. Di Cheng can't afford it. It's just a fluke to have so many good brothers."

Weng Yun waved his hand: "Don't be modest, go, go home, don't stand here. Don't worry about staying here for a few days. I'm in the Chao Gang's territory, and the police don't dare to come and act wild."

"Please, Mr. Weng." Di Cheng consciously fell half a step behind Weng Yun, and Yang Jing and the others also restrained their murderous aura a little, showing their respect for the godfather of the underworld.

"Please." Weng Yun enthusiastically introduced the surrounding environment and some of the hidden secret whistles, but he didn't know whether it was intentional or not, he held Di Cheng's hand...and never let go.

"Uncle Weng, are you here? It's a bit unfamiliar." Just after leaving the dense forest area, a group of burly men walked on the wooden bridge in front of them. A short and fat man broke through the crowd and came out laughing.With the shaking of the fat, the hideous scar on the left face squirmed like an earthworm, making people fearful and disgusting.

"A few friends on the road, I haven't seen each other for a long time, come to visit during the Spring Festival, where are you going?" Weng Yun nodded with a smile, and simply concealed Di Cheng and the others' identities.

"Friends on the road..." The short and fat man dragged his end with a half-smile, his fierce eyes passed by Di Cheng's people one by one, except for a moment of pausing on Ye Wantong's side, he hardly stopped, giving people Kind of weird and awkward feeling. "I'm about to say goodbye to Uncle Weng. There are a lot of things going on in Shaanxi. I'm going to leave today."

"Well... that's okay, you need someone to sit in town over there, you have worked hard, but you must pay attention to your safety and don't let your family worry." He actually made way for the opponent.

"Uncle Weng take care." The short and fat man did not refuse, simply cupped his hands and walked straight forward.

Yang Jing snorted coldly, and just as the man was about to pass by him, he took a step diagonally and stopped in front of him.

boom!The two collide hard, but...

Yang Jing didn't move at all, but the short and fat man didn't fall down in the embarrassment he imagined. He just staggered back two and a half steps, staggered his feet, and stopped heavily.

"Friend, what's the meaning of this?" The short and fat man was neither angry nor annoyed, he just stared at Yang Jing with squinted eyes, and the twenty or thirty big men in black behind him all looked at each other coldly, but they didn't do anything. Radical actions, calmness implies chilling.

"It's slippery, I wiped my feet." Yang Jing's eyes flashed with surprise, and he slowly retreated under Di Cheng's soft signal, restraining his breath and not continuing to confront.

"Be careful next time, don't drop yourself." The man noticed Di Cheng's small movements, simply squinted his eyes, and walked away swaggeringly with the group of people behind him.

Humph, crazy enough.Yang Jing rubbed his chin a few times, then glanced at Weng Yun: "Old Weng, who is that man?"

"Son of sworn brothers, Yan Huafeng." Weng Yun's eyes seemed to contain sadness and hatred, but in the end it just turned into a soft sigh. "Let's go, it's cold, go home to warm up."

Di Cheng and Yang Jing exchanged glances, today's Weng Yun... seems not quite right...