Reborn Tiger Poison Eater

It's winter in New York in November.The sun is blocked by the city's dense skyscrapers, and the streets are extremely cold.

This day, the last Thursday of this month, is also Thanksgiving Day in the United States.The parade of street performances marched slowly along Broadway Avenue, and the exquisite floats carried thousands of cheerleaders, clowns and models in festive costumes, stretching for several kilometers.

Hu Gongzi's convoy accidentally chose the wrong road and was blocked at the intersection, unable to enter or retreat.In desperation, the group had no choice but to relax and watch the performance.

Familiar cartoon characters were made into giant balloons several stories high and floated by one by one.Uncle McDonald's, Four-Eyed Chicken, SpongeBob SquarePants, Cliff Pup... The children cheered and screamed one after another.Yan Yuxing's gaze was attracted by an unremarkable Peter Pan in the corner, and he kept watching that green figure until it disappeared from his field of vision.

Mr. Hu patted him on the shoulder, and jokingly said: "I can't tell, Ah Xing, do you have a childlike innocence? Don't tell me that everyone has a fantasy island in their hearts."

Yan Yuxing smiled heartily: "Well, Sean, in the eyes of people like you and me who believe in power and violence, there are no fairy tales in the world! I just suddenly remembered my brother. He likes Peter Pan very much. There is also a plastic model under it."

"The younger brother who got sick last time? He must be fifteen or sixteen years old, right? It's surprising that someone like your father can raise such a naive...um...innocent child." Mr. Hu and Yan Yuxing Similarly, life experience is also quite similar, so after a few contacts, there is no scruples between words, just like old friends who have known each other for many years.

Yan Yuxing raised his eyebrows and lowered his lips, and made a helpless expression: "My younger brother is really a bit like Peter Pan. He wished he could live in his childhood forever. He was so self-willed all day long and never thought about others. Even though it is like this, but he only listens to me alone, and he is obedient and gentle when facing my big brother, there is really no way." The words were complaints, but the smile rarely showed some warmth.

Mr. Hu looked at his face and smiled clearly: "Born in a big family, brotherhood is really rare. Do you know that my two half-brothers can't wait to do everything possible to get rid of me, the eldest son?" Well, if I die of a sudden illness right now, they're going to have a party in Griffin tonight."

Yan Yuxing cautiously glanced at the bodyguard and driver seated in front of him, and then looked at Mr. Hu, seeing that there was nothing unusual in his expression, knowing that he was someone he trusted completely, so he also sighed: "Yes, it is very rare. Like you, I also have two younger brothers in my family. One is very smart, but pretends to be stupid everywhere, and the other is obviously stupid, but always wants to pretend to be smart. Who knows, because of this, he does many more stupid things .” He looked out the window, his eyeballs were colorfully reflected by the street scene, and his expression was a little dazed.

Just last night, Yan Yuxing had a phone call with Ridao Yan's family and reported the progress of the work in the past few days. At that time, his father's tone sounded relaxed and gentle.But when he proposed to have a few words with his younger brother, he was flatly rejected.I called my confidant again to inquire, but the result was "everything as usual".

The words "everything as usual" are really unusual.After such a big incident happened, how could Dad let it go?

A lot of workers in the family were replaced, and those who were able to speak were also dealt with. Yan Yuxing completely lost control of everything in Lidao.In fact, he knew in his heart that even if something happened to Yan Yusi, he would be beyond his reach even if he was outside.

How much this little brother loves him and relies on him. As an older brother, he has no way to repay his love and dependence, and even has to alienate this little brother artificially, which is really guilty.At that time, Yan Yusi vowed that he would help his brother solve all troubles and obstacles, but he thought it was just his usual thoughtless and radical words, but who would have made such a big mess, making people want to help cover up all the troubles? Can't cover it.

It's strange to think about it, how could such a heartless person like him have the courage to run to kill someone?And where did he find a way to contact an experienced killer?

Seeing the worry hidden under Yan Yuxing's calm face, Mr. Hu boldly hooked Yan Yuxing's neck like an ordinary big American boy: "Come on, Ah Xing, don't get lost. Miss your girlfriend? I'll take you to see her tonight." Let's go to the best nightclub in Manhattan, there are blondes, Latin chicks, everything. How about...introduce my sister Annie to you!"

"Don't worry about it!" Yan Yuxing quickly rebuffed, "I'm not interested in the daughter of your Hu family at all. I don't like Barbie dolls with pugs in four-inch high heels." After only meeting once, this Miss Hu Aini It has already made him avoid it.

Seeing someone resisting his sister so much, Mr. Hu was not displeased at all: "Your description is wonderful, Ah Xing! Then what is the taste of Young Master Yan? Let's listen to it, it can be regarded as an increase in understanding between brothers. "

Yan Yuxing is very generous: "In contrast, I like girls who are simpler and more independent. They don't have so much scheming. Crying is crying, laughing is laughing, without too much meaning involved. Those white T-shirts, jeans, dry Clean, but more natural and lovely."

"Ha, that's how it is." Speaking of emotional gossip, Mr. Hu was very interested, "But I want to remind you, as the eldest son of the family, I am afraid that you, like me, will eventually have to enter into a political marriage for the benefit of the family. In the end Who you will be with is not so much based on fate, but luck. So, brother, don't really like any girl."

Yan Yuxing shrugged nonchalantly, he was already prepared for this.The crown prince, who was cultivated by his parents, will inherit the family business in the future, get more than others, and naturally give more.Love is something that has never appeared in Yan's family for generations.

On the other side of the alley, a three-story apartment attracted his attention.Even before Thanksgiving, the family put out a full set of Christmas decorations, elk carts, bearded Santa Claus, giant red socks, canes, and long strings of lights embedded in the building's silhouette.

Living in such a family should be very interesting... Yan Yuxing suddenly felt warm in his heart when he looked at a stranger's house full of flowers in the cold weather.

Li Island, also an international metropolis, is much warmer in winter than New York because it is located in the subtropics.

Under the slanting sunlight in the evening, a row of three low-key black cars cut through the dry air and approached slowly.The wheels carried a strong wind, stirring up the dirty smoke and dust that covered the sky.This is an industrial land bid by the Yan family for development. Looking around, there are overgrown weeds and long yellow sand, which is quite a bit of a desolate scene in western movies.

The car was parked in front of an old factory area, and the bodyguards helped the boss open the door, with one hand on top.Yan Yaoqin calmly bowed and got out of the car, then turned around and planned to go to Lazhuoyan.Unexpectedly, before his hands were in place, Zhuo Yang jumped down nimbly.Dust rose with his footsteps, and he took out his mask and put it on in time, without anyone needing to remind him.

Yan Yaoqin's hand stopped in mid-air, rubbed his fingers together, and let it hang down helplessly.

Zan Wu trotted forward to meet him, and greeted him attentively: "Mr. Yan, young master, please follow me." Turning around, he led the two of them towards a huge, airtight warehouse.

The double iron doors were opened, and there were two men sitting on the ground, the long-haired one was the culprit of the kidnapping case, A Biao, and the thin one beside him was his accomplice.There was another one hanging from the pillar on the other side. It looked familiar. After careful identification, it seemed to have appeared in a stack of photos thrown by Yan Yaoqin - that was the killer who shot in the back and killed people.All three of them were blindfolded and their mouths were blocked. They described themselves as emaciated, and there was a pungent smell of defecation in the room.

Zhuo Yang frowned slightly, a trace of surprise flashed quickly in his bright eyes, and then quickly lowered his eyelids to cover up the emotions in his heart.

Yan Yaoqin waved his hands lightly, and all the followers retreated.He took out a small pistol that he carried with him, pinched the barrel and handed it to his son: "Ayang, I will leave these people to your disposal. As long as it can help you vent your anger, you can do whatever you want. If you want to do it yourself, or Papa will do it for you?"

When the few people who were still conscious heard this, they struggled in fear, but the rope was tied tightly, and there was no room for turning around.

Zhuo Yang took the gun, held it and weighed it, feeling a little heavy in the hand.He has only shot in the shooting range, and has never experienced actual combat. He has no interest in trying to kill people with his own hands.

Seeing that the young man on the opposite side kept his head bowed in silence, without saying a word for a long time, as if he was secretly thinking about something, Yan Yaoqin waited patiently, neither suggesting nor urging.Finally, Zhuo Yang pursed his lips and discussed in a low voice: "Can I ask Dad to leave for a while? I want to have a few words with them alone."

Yan Yaoqin was taken aback, not knowing what kind of medicine his son sold in the gourd, after a little hesitation, he nodded in agreement.He personally checked the ropes that bound several people, and carefully reminded his son to hold the gun carefully, so that he must not accidentally shoot himself and injure himself, so he backed out full of suspicion.

Fearing that something might happen to Zhuo Yang, the iron gate was closed only one floor.You can vaguely hear the conversation inside, but the voice is so small that you can't hear the content.Yan Yao picked up a cigarette and smoked it expressionlessly, paying attention to every movement in the warehouse.

About a quarter of an hour later, Zhuo Yang came out with a calm expression: "Father, let your people handle it. I promised the few inside and sent them on the road in the fastest way." He turned to look at Ah Yi, beside Yan Yaoqin, handed over the gun, "Brother Yi, if the bullet hits the T-zone of the brain, he should be able to die immediately, right?"

Ah Yi looked at Yan Yaoqin at a loss, seeing the boss nodding his head in acquiescence, he took the gun respectfully, opened the door and walked in.There were three muffled bangs, and everything was resolved cleanly.

Yan Yaoqin looked along the gap in the iron gate, and saw three corpses lying on the ground. Compared with the murderous look on their faces, their faces after death were much more serene...

Handing over the scene to Zanwu, Yan Yaoqin walked towards the car with his son's shoulders in his arms.The bodyguards were scattered far away, and Yan Yaoqin asked in a volume that only the father and son could hear: "Ayang, what did you talk to them just now, can you reveal something to Dad?"

Hearing these words in Zhuo Yang's ears, he actually tasted the face of a rascal child who asked to share.He glanced at it indifferently, and answered the irrelevant question: "Father, for me, killing enemies with my own hands is not much happier than handing them over to the police and the law. Anger and resentment are just emotions, I will not Make them your life themes."

"What? Are you not satisfied with Dad's way of handling it? It seems that I have troubled you again." Yan Yaoqin smiled self-deprecatingly, but his tone was gentle and sincere, "Well, Ayang, you can complain to Dad if you have any dissatisfaction. Bring it up, and I'll do my best to follow your wishes."

"My wish? My wish is to leave Lidao as soon as possible." Seeing Yan Yaoqin's face suddenly darkened, Zhuo Yang knew that this topic could not be continued, so he sighed softly, "Forget it, let's talk about today's matter A Biao indirectly killed me, but the person he really wants to deal with is Dad. To be precise, he is your enemy. He is certainly guilty, but no matter from a moral or judicial point of view, he is not guilty of death .As for the killer Mr. Yu, he was just a tool for taking money from others to eliminate disasters. Speaking of the real murderer... Hehe, here it is!" He raised his index finger and tapped his forehead, revealing a trace of sarcasm.

Yan Yaoqin stopped his feet, leaned down, kept at the same height as his son, looked straight into Zhuo Yang's eyes and said, "A Yang, there is no need to have sympathy! What really killed those people was not their father, but their own greed And stupid. I did this, although there are ambition factors in it, but it is also to protect you. You know, only dead people don’t talk nonsense. Killing them can ensure that Yan Yusi’s actions will not spread, lest you Suffer unnecessary injustice."

"So I didn't stop Dad, did I?" Zhuo Yang raised his eyebrows disapprovingly, "Whether I kill or not, everything that has happened to me will not change in any way. I never think that killing a person is The best way to get revenge, there are a lot of things in the world that are more painful than death. But I need a way to prevent myself from being hurt the same way in the future. So in the final analysis... I am no different from my father. I don't know... This counts Doesn’t that count as the wealth you inherited from your father?”

Yan Yaoqin didn't investigate his witty teasing: "Ayang, don't worry, I will cover up everything Yan Yusi has done, and I won't let anyone else know about it. Don't be afraid, your father will protect you !"

"Oh? Then I really have to...thank you, Dad." At that time, Zhuo Yang was walking on the steps, standing on a high place and turning around, his gaze casually cast over from the tip of his lowered eyes, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised into a curved shape. The arc of the crescent.The smile is bright and bright, but the tone is contemptuous.

Yan Yaoqin was slightly stunned, and amidst his boredom, there was still a trace of... sweetness!

On the way back, the car passed Earl Street, which was a bit congested.

Zhuo Yang has been huddled in the seat all the time, leaning his head on the backrest and leaning to one side, staring out the window fixedly, as if he was wandering.Suddenly, his eyes were attracted by a familiar figure, he straightened his back unconsciously, put his hands on the glass window, and looked intently.

In front of the window of a well-known outdoor goods store, there was a girl with a boyish hair and a backpack. It was Zhuo Yuan.With her hands in the pockets of her jeans, her head and neck tilted to one side, she was staring at a set of ski equipment in the window in a daze, with air in her mouth, as if stuffed with a big bun.That was the look she used to make when she was unhappy. It was ugly, like a frog.

The big and strong old canvas bag behind Zhuo Yuan is very familiar to Zhuo Yang.This cousin once spent two years traveling all over Europe with the money she earned from her part-time job.In Zhuo Yang's impression, the cousin seldom cries.She is a veritable tomboy, not at all as gentle and delicate as our young lady.When I was in middle school, I ran away from home to play, climbed down the drain pipe on the third floor, and broke my leg without shedding a tear.But at his funeral, he cried with snot all over his face regardless of his image.

Their siblings had been to this outdoor goods store a few months ago.At that time, Zhuo Yang was scheduled to go skiing, and Zhuo Yang spent a lot of time comparing and choosing various equipment, which made the impatient Zhuo Yuan very impatient. There is still a long time before the festival, and it is the same to buy before departure."

Unexpectedly, Zhuo Yang really couldn't come again when the word became a prophecy.She must have been annoyed by it.

Seeing his son looking nervously across the street, Yan Yaoqin wanted to tell the driver to stop for some reason, but was interrupted as soon as he called "Ah Wan".

Zhuo Yang knew his father's intentions as if he had eyes on the back of his head, and he took the lead in giving instructions: "Uncle Wan, don't stop, drive away!"

Even if it's just for the remembrance of my cousin, I must protect the Zhuo family well.Dad, let's use our own abilities to protect the most important person to us.

Christmas in Lidao lacks the white snow as the background, so the bearded old man in the red robe has no choice but to abandon the elk cart and squeeze into the noisy streets where all kinds of people gather, and work hard to distribute trial packs, promotional cards, and discount coupons.

All the merchants put in a lot of effort. The sales lady wore Santa’s long red hat, and the Christmas tree was surrounded by a dazzling array of gift packages.

At the open-air cafe next to the small square, Zhuo Yang sat leisurely on a wooden chair, dangling his legs, holding a small piece of sugar cube with his fingers, putting it on his lips, and licking it lightly with the tip of his tongue playfully.By the fountain in the distance, a few foraging birds flapped their wings, flew over quickly, passed rows of colorful parasols, and rushed towards the blue sky.

The person Zhuo Yang was waiting for finally appeared.A few tables away, Zhuo Yuan was still carrying her large canvas bag, ordered a cup of warm latte, took out her mobile phone while drinking, and fiddled with it intently.

Zhuo Yang stood up, looked carefully at the positions of several cameras around him, picked up a small card, walked behind Zhuo Yuan, and stuffed the card into the interlayer behind her backpack.Then he turned around, hurried a few steps, and merged into the crowd.

At this moment, in an old tenement building in Tianwangli, the courier climbed up to the fifth floor panting, and knocked on a dilapidated gate covered in red paint: "Mrs. Liu, Mrs. Liu, I have a piece!"

The door was opened slightly, and the anti-theft chain was still fastened. A six or seven-year-old boy showed half of his head, and looked over timidly with dark eyes: "Who are you? Are you here to collect debts? Mom said, Dad was arrested by the police. If they are taken away, our family has no money."

The courier was a little taken aback, and then joked in good faith: "Little friend, uncle is helping Santa deliver gifts, can you ask your mother to come out?"

The boy obviously didn't believe it, his head turned into a rattle.Fortunately, the grandmother known as Mrs. Liu returned home in time and signed the package.The mother and son carefully opened it, and inside was a whole set of expensive electric train toys.The child held up the gift box and cheered: "Oh! That's great! Santa Claus gave me a gift! Santa Claus brought a gift!"

Mother repeatedly confirmed the name and address on the receipt, for fear that someone might accidentally send it by mistake.She couldn't believe that so much luck would fall on her, an unlucky woman who had worked so hard for half her life, at the same time.When she just took out the money for the purchase, two zeros appeared in her account out of thin air. This windfall was enough for her to pay off the usury owed by her husband, and live a stable life with her son for a long time.

The boy didn't know what his mother was thinking, and set up the rails nimbly with his fingers. There was a "woo-woo", the whistle sounded, and the little train flashed with colorful lights, carrying the carefree joy of childhood, running at high speed.

He firmly believed that this gift was prepared by Dad for Santa Claus.Because he had only whispered to his father about his wish for a small train.

At this moment, in a rural nursing home in a fishing village on the outer island, the nurse lady is using a wheelchair to push the trembling old man slowly towards the lawn.

There were three or five old friends sitting around in the courtyard basking in the sun, before they arrived, chattering voices had already reached their ears: "Uncle Yu, I heard that your son has sent money here again, how lucky you are!" , unlike us, who are rejected by our children and left here to eat and die."

The old man in the wheelchair was paralyzed on one side of his body due to a stroke, and it was difficult for him to even speak.The corner of his mouth was crooked, sucking saliva, one eye was wide open stiffly, while the other eye was smiling warmly.

Another old man exaggeratedly said: "Don't you know that Yu Bo's son is a very busy man. I heard that his business is booming and he flies around the world every day. But no matter how busy he is, he still misses his father. You see, This time, I specially sent Yu Bo's favorite crab paste and wife's cake, with such a son, how many blessings did you have in your previous life, Uncle Yu!"

Yu Bo parted one corner of his mouth, and Yiyi laughed happily, her cheeks twitched, full of pride.

At this moment, in the manager's room of a high-end hotel on Huangting Avenue, a woman is seeing a job.The manager wearing gold-rimmed glasses asked without raising his head, "Have you ever studied?"

The woman was very disturbed, carefully rubbing the corner of her clothes: "Graduated from middle school."

The manager had almost no attitude, and continued to ask in a cold tone: "Have you ever done this before?"

The woman's voice became softer: "Well... I worked as a waitress in a tea restaurant for a few days before I got married..."

The manager raised his head and stared at the woman in dissatisfaction, and seemed to make a slight "tsk tsk" sound impatiently.The woman's heart sank, thinking that she would definitely be rejected, but a few seconds later, the manager said lightly: "Wait to the HR department to go through the formalities, and I will start working on Monday. The probationary period is three months."

The woman couldn't believe it, she blinked her eyes and stared blankly at the back of the desk.The manager rolled his eyelids and asked, "What, is there any more questions?"

"No, no more. Then... goodbye, manager!" The woman hurriedly bowed to salute, and withdrew with indescribable joy.

Walking out of the hotel, I just turned on my phone when I received a voice message.

"Hi," a hoarse male voice that was all too familiar came out of the microphone, "Fennv, I'm A Biao! I want to tell you, I want to say... I'm sorry, I've been married for 12 years, and I didn't let you live for a day Good day, I'm a beast, in order to get money to buy white powder, I beat you and forced you to pick up customers, my wife... Merry Christmas!"

As twilight falls and the lights come on, the streets and alleys are filled with the clear and holy voices of children like silver bells, wewishyouamerrychristmas——andhappynewyear——