The strongest Fuka

Chapter 105 I Understand, But I Can't Promise
"Tang Bao, what are you going to do?" When Shasha saw Tang Bao walking out of the house, she quickly wanted to chase him, but was pulled back by Lao He. He shook his head and persuaded, "Shasha, let him go."

"Dad, how could you let him go alone? He is so angry now, he will definitely do something stupid!" Shasha was dissatisfied and struggled.

Old He smiled wryly, knowing that he was misunderstood, sighed, as if talking to himself, "You, you underestimate the people who come from the Immortal Mountain."

"Since he has decided on something, he must have already thought about everything. He didn't tell me that's because he doesn't need me..."

……

For the time being, Song Jinming took care of the old man's funeral, and when he saw Tang Bao approaching, he greeted him.

"The matter of the old man..." He couldn't say the rest, but shook his head with an ugly face.

"Where are those people?" Tang Bao stared at the tiredness on Song Jinming's face, and said with averted eyes.

Song Jinming paused, turned his eyes away, did not look at Tang Bao, and said, "They have all been arrested and brought to justice—"

"How long do you want to hide from me?" Tang Bao suddenly asked in a deep voice, interrupting the comfort Song Jinming wanted to say later.

Song Jinming was startled.

Tang Bao was indifferent, and his gaze was even more pressing, "You don't know how the old man died?"

"You know all about it?" Song Jinming understood, and the feigned ease on his face finally disappeared. He took out the cigarette in his pocket, took one by himself, and said hoarsely, "You must also know that Sheng Minghui made the move. .”

"A mere Sheng Minghui, would you be afraid?" Tang Bao sneered.

He knew how much the man in front of him hated Sheng Minghui.

"It's not about Sheng Minghui." Song Jinming gritted his teeth. If he said that among the people he most wanted to arrest, Sheng Minghui would definitely be in the top three, but he is a policeman and needs evidence to speak for himself!

"I want to know what you think." Tang Bao said indifferently.

Song Jinming took a deep puff of his cigarette, and said a little annoyed, "Don't worry about this matter, I will find a way!"

"You think of a way? How long do you need to think about it? What way?" Tang Bao asked pressingly.

Song Jinming raised his head and opened his mouth, but he couldn't utter a word.

Tang Bao withdrew his gaze expressionlessly, "Since you have no choice, then use my method."

After speaking, I will leave.

However, Song Jinming's expression changed, he quickly stopped him, glanced around vigilantly, and warned in a low voice, "What do you want to do?"

Tang Bao raised his head expressionlessly, as if he didn't want to answer such a knowing question.

Song Jinming was a little annoyed and wanted to scold him, but thinking that the person in front of him was Tang Bao, he finally sighed and whispered bitterly, "Sheng Minghui has spent a lot of thought this time in order to get Zhao Hai out, whether it's witnesses or physical evidence. , now he is on the side! The old man was a tough guy who fought on the battlefield. He was wronged when he was alive. People can be caught, but I need time and an opportunity to catch all of them bastards! Do you think I don't want to tear them into pieces? But Tang Bao, now is a society ruled by law, and everything is done according to the law!"

Tang Bao lowered his eyes and couldn't see any expression, but the voice sounded clear, "I understand, but I can't agree!"

Song Jinming's face changed slightly, but Tang Bao said again, "Since they are willing to wrestle their arms, then I will accompany them in person."

Tang Bao is not a good person, nor is he a good person who wants to talk to others about the law after being bullied. In this era when martial arts is booming and human life is despicable, some rules have long lost their existence value... At least, this is the case for martial arts practitioners!
Song Jinming quickly grabbed Tang Bao's shoulder and said anxiously, "Tang Bao, don't mess around. The reason Sheng Minghui has been dominating Shuishang County for so many years is because he is ruthless. You only need to die if you go. share!"

Tang Bao raised his head, his eyes were clear and calm, and he said lightly, "That's because you don't understand me!"

Song Jinming wanted to say something, but the next moment Tang Bao easily took his hand away. Song Jinming suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Tang Bao with disbelief.

When Tang Bao took his hand away, he had no chance to resist. The strength was like a mountain, and he couldn't shake it at all. This was definitely not the strength Tang Bao should have at his age.

Martial arts... martial artist!
Tang Bao is a martial artist! ! !
It was also at this moment that he suddenly understood the true meaning of Tang Bao's sentence "You don't understand me".

He suddenly thought of what the old man had said about Tang Bao before he was alive, but it's a pity - old man, you really saw the right person, but it's a pity that you didn't see that day.

Tang Bao looked away, and at this moment, a person walked into the door suddenly.

It was none other than Shen Xiaojun, his previously arrogant face was a bit vicissitudes at the moment, his whole body looked dusty, and there were even a few traces of tearing, it was not difficult to imagine what he had experienced when he came back from Guangdong Province.

As soon as he entered the door, Shen Xiaojun saw Tang Bao and Song Jinming.

It's just that the fear and terror of the past were gone, and his eyes were a little calm and grateful. He looked at the two of them, and there seemed to be many meanings in those eyes.

As if overnight, he matured a lot.

"Where's my dad?" Shen Xiaojun was silent for a long time and finally asked this sentence calmly.

"Xiaojun——" Song Jinming stepped forward but hesitated to speak.

"I'm fine, where's my dad?" Shen Xiaojun shook his head, appreciating Song Jinming's kindness, but there was no extra expression on his face.

"I'll take you there." Tang Bao suddenly said.

Shen Xiaojun looked over, nodded, and followed.

He saw the freezer, the red cloth in the freezer, and the familiar old man in a shroud under the red cloth... He didn't make a sound for a long time.

"Xiaojun, people can't be resurrected after death, sorry." Song Jinming came over and patted him on the shoulder, "Bring incense to the old man."

Shen Xiaojun paused, and took the incense from Song Jinming's hand, without any momentum on his body, as if he was doing ordinary things, but in fact, it was just Shen Xiaojun trying his best to cover up his emotions that were about to explode.

Tang Bao and Song Jinming stood aside, quietly watching Shen Xiaojun burn incense.

"Dad, I'm back." Shen Xiaojun's voice was a little rough, his eyes fixed on the smiling old man in the posthumous photo, and he said a few words with difficulty, "My son's unfilial piety made you suffer."

Putting on his clothes, Shen Xiaojun took over Song Jinming's job, without the frivolity of the past, and received the visitors in a sophisticated and calm manner.

It wasn't until everyone left that only he, Tang Bao, and Song Jinming were left in the room. The son who had been foolish and presumptuous for many years finally opened his heart and knelt in front of the photo of the old man, weeping bitterly.

"Xiao Jun—" Song Jinming felt uncomfortable watching, and wanted to persuade him, but was held back by Tang Bao.

"Let him cry for a while." Tang Bao shook his head and exited the room after speaking.

Song Jinming watched Tang Bao leave, turned around and looked at Shen Xiaojun who was crying in front of him, clenched his fists and finally followed Tang Bao's footsteps...

(End of this chapter)