urban evil king

"I checked this office carefully, and found nothing wrong." Wang Zheng rubbed his temples, looking a little headache: "Sheng Fei was poisoned when we met for the first time, but this time your father was poisoned, and something abnormal must be caused by a demon recently. There are too many things, I need to sort out a clue, after I send you to Jurong during the day, let Zhang Yong take someone to protect you, and let Han Xingye come to accompany you, so I can give myself a vacation .”

Jurong International is the headquarters of the Shangguan family. The Shangguan family has been working hard here for many years. It is simply a fantasy for other forces to come in and kidnap Shangguan Shishi. Shangguan Shishi understands that Wang Zheng said that he wants to give himself a holiday. In fact, it must be to investigate his father's affairs.With the IQ of Shangguan Shishi, she must be able to understand that there should be some kind of agreement between Wang Zheng and her father, but even so, Shangguan Shishi is still very happy to let Wang Zheng do his best for the Shangguan family. Somewhat touching.

"Okay, thank you very much." Shangguan Shishi knows that Wang Zheng is a character with a complicated background, and also knows that Wang Zheng is a person with a story, although his story is very inconvenient to tell others now.But Shangguan Shishi had already remembered Wang Zheng's kindness in his heart.Perhaps in the eyes of others, Miss Shangguan is a very aggressive and sometimes even noisy person, but when Shangguan Shishi starts to take something or someone seriously, there is nothing that can break her persistence .

"Wang Zheng." Shangguan Shishi stopped the man just as Wang Zheng was about to leave the office.

"What's the matter?" Wang Zheng turned around and showed a pretty bright smile.

"I understand that if one day you need the support of the Shangguan family, I will definitely do my best to help you achieve your goal. Also, I believe you will cure my father." Shangguan Shishi The tone of one sentence is very firm, but the tone of the next sentence softens, and the eyes also become a little soft: "The above two sentences have no causal connection."

"Miss Shangguan suddenly behaved like this, I really feel a little uncomfortable." Wang Zheng said with a smile: "There is also a third point: I will definitely try my best to cure your irregular menstruation."

Unexpectedly, Shangguan Shishi didn't jump her feet this time, but said with a smile: "It's always like this, so boring."

Walking out of Jurong International, Wang Zheng walked casually, thinking about a series of recent problems in his mind. When he looked up, he happened to see the disabled person lying on the car last time. Wang Zheng's eyes flickered, and he suddenly remembered The girl from last time, the girl with a pair of moving eyes.

Last time, it was this girl who made this middle-aged beggar, who had been tortured by life, smile. Wang Zheng knew that it was a smile full of hope, a smile that could bring about a huge change in people's state of mind, and it was also a smile. , a reassuring smile.

Wang Zheng took out a coin, bent down, and gently placed it in the aluminum basin in front of the beggar.

And this middle-aged man, whose facial expression was extremely numb in the past, actually raised his weather-beaten face and revealed a warm smile.

Wang Zheng also returned a smile, but his heart moved.

At this time, it began to rain. The rain in late summer was not as cool as expected, but it brought the coolness of early autumn.

Wang Zheng didn't bring an umbrella, so he stood on the bus platform and waited idly for a while, watching the people hurrying along the road, and suddenly found that his heart was so peaceful, like still water—this is the mentality that Killer Wang hasn't had for many years up.

In the past, the old man always taught him that if he can maintain the mentality of Gujing without wave, it will be the time for him to become a master.

Although Wang Zheng never knew what the old man meant by becoming a master, but according to Wang Zheng's character of daring to love and hate, it has always been difficult to enter the state of calmness, especially after the last battle of Longlin, Wang Zheng He would often wake up in nightmares, and Lao Sheng, covered in blood, and those departed comrades would always appear in his dreams with pale faces. This was Wang Zheng's nightmare, and also Wang Zheng's lifeblood.

The legendary Eastern Evil King is not without weaknesses, but this weakness is spiritual, not superficial.

Wang Zheng is a hot-blooded young man. In the words of a certain character color founder, Wang Zheng is a typical red character, with a clear distinction between love and hate, and he doesn't know how to endure, and he doesn't know what a gentleman's revenge is. Ten years is not too late.

The old man once said sharply that Wang Zheng could be an indomitable warrior, a general, a fierce general, but not a handsome talent, just because he didn't know how to endure, because he didn't know what it means to endure humiliation, and what it means to plan before deciding.

Even though Wang Zheng has become very dark and insidious in the eyes of others because of revenge for so many years, the blood in his bones has never subsided. After the final battle, Wang Zheng's boiling heart never calmed down.

Of course, the cruel life and reality are making Wang Zheng gradually understand the old man's words. At least, if the old man sees him now, he will definitely praise Wang Zheng for his great progress compared to before.

However, for some reason, whenever he saw or thought of that girl's eyes, Wang Zheng's heart felt unprecedentedly peaceful, or serene. This was a very mysterious feeling, even miraculous.

Watching the No. 91 bus approaching, Wang Zheng took out a one-dollar coin by accident, and with some unspeakable expectation deep in his heart, he stepped onto the bus.

Route 91 starts from the city center and ends in the southern suburbs of the capital.

It was already in the evening, and at the beginning of night, the lights in the carriage were turned on uncharacteristically. Most of the passengers were people returning home from get off work. Wang Zheng squeezed into the middle of the carriage with anticipation. Looking around, the expectation turned out to be a reality. There is a sudden and irrepressible joy.

The girl, sitting on the window seat in the back half of the carriage, looked out of the window with her big eyes, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, bent into a beautiful arc, she looked very peaceful in the noisy and crowded carriage.

This is the second time Wang Zheng has seen this girl. For some reason, Wang Zheng can always be infected by her emotions.

The rain outside the window was pattering, hitting the car windows. The rain in late summer and early autumn made people feel a lot of chill, and the car windows were covered with a light layer of white mist by the breath of people.

The girl smiled slightly, her eyes filled with a touch of warmth, she stretched out her fair and slender fingers, tapped lightly on the car window, and gave another chuckle.

"With such a smile, she must be a girl in love." Thinking of it, Wang Zheng felt slightly sour for no reason.

The girl held the mobile phone in her hand, and glanced at it from time to time, as if she was waiting for something, but she didn't show the slightest impatient expression.

The No. 91 bus has been driving in the rain for nearly an hour in the capital, and the pedestrians on the bus have changed several times, but it is still very crowded.Housing prices within the fifth ring road of the capital city are too expensive to afford to rent. Many people can only choose to rent in the southern suburbs and take long-distance buses to work every day.

The girl still smiled and looked at the light and shadows passing by outside the window, then stretched out a finger, and carefully wrote two words in the white mist on the car window:

Xu Fang.

Seeing this, Wang Zheng's heart suddenly throbbed inexplicably.

The font is beautiful, graceful and elegant. The girl looked at the handwriting on the window and stretched out her hand to erase it, but when she reached her hand, she stopped again, still unwilling to erase it.

I don't know if it's because of shyness or something, the girl's face was a little red, but the smile in her eyes never diminished. At this moment, Wang Zheng suddenly envied this man named Xu Fang, not for anything else, just because he There is such a girl who misses him.

"In this world, who is thinking about me?" Wang Zheng raised his face, the dim light in the car illuminated his face, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and his smile was a bit bitter.

Wang Zheng is a person who believes in feelings. This girl came to Wang Zheng's eyes lightly, beautiful and indifferent, just like a dream of Wang Zheng.

Killer Wang has been on the line of life and death for so many years, and has had many life-threatening situations. Over the years, he has never thought about the affair between his children, and he has never taken the initiative to fall in love with a girl. I don't even have any love experience.Wang Zheng respected the old man very much, and did what the old man said, stick to his heart and strengthen himself.

Even if he guarded Shangguan Shishi, Sheng Fei and Han Xingye, three beauties with different temperaments, Wang Zheng didn't think about anything else, because he knew that he hadn't avenged his vengeance. Can you be worthy of those comrades who fell by your side?

Wang Zheng couldn't tell the origin of this feeling, whether it was admiration, pity, or other feelings.He was just watching calmly, watching the girl smiling and lost in thought.

Since you can't tell the feeling, let's appreciate it from a distance.

This was the simplest and most direct thought in Wang Zheng's heart.

At this time, the No. 91 bus had already stopped at the terminus, the Nanjiao Bus Terminal. Unknowingly, it took almost two hours for this bus to drive from the city.

At this time, the rain had stopped, and the night was getting thicker. The girl got out of the car and walked slowly. Fortunately, there were many people in the southern suburbs, and they were all rented places by migrant workers or schoolgoers, so there was no need to worry too much about safety.

Wang Zheng followed from a distance, watching the girl enter a community called Wenxinjiayuan, and then got on the elevator. After a while, the light in the room on the eighth floor lit up, like a star in the night.

Wang Zheng looked up and squinted his eyes. He didn't intend to go up, and he didn't want to go to the window to peep at this girl, and he didn't care if she lived with that girl named Xu Fang. What kind of work did this girl do, where did she live? No matter how many times, Wang Zheng was not interested. It was rare for Killer Wang to become desireless. He didn't want to destroy his peaceful state of mind, so he just looked downstairs for 10 minutes, then turned and left.

If you feel irritable in the future, it may be a good choice to sit downstairs and look at the lights upstairs.

Twenty hours after Wang Zheng left his sweet home in the southern suburbs, at the other end of the capital, Beijiao International Airport, three men and a woman got off the plane.