Reborn Tiger Poison Eater

The twilight is getting thicker, the night rain is like needles, and the misty street lamps are lit one by one.

A dark gray pickup truck was speeding along the south bank of the Yarra River, and the bizarre neon lights and shadows flowed through the window glass like water waves, shaking the driver's face flickering.The man in dark blue overalls was holding the steering wheel vigorously, his eyes fixed on the black car in front of him.Because he was too nervous, the corners of his mouth twitched imperceptibly, and the scar that reached to his jaw became more and more hideous.

Last night's investigation was in vain, the man was unwilling to do so, he purposely sneaked up to Zhuo Yang's house early in the morning, and watched all the movement in that courtyard secretly with the help of the building on the corner of the street.To his surprise, instead of waiting for his son, he waited for a tall figure who had countless entanglements with him.

When the man confirmed that it was Yan Yaoqin who was surrounded and walked out of the house, at that moment, his heart was shrouded in fear. The man fell down and hid under the driver's seat.

When Yan Yaoqin's car went away, the man leaned out with lingering fear, and then felt ashamed and annoyed by his instinctive behavior just now.

He is also an imposing seven-foot man with the surname of Yan who is named Cheng Lijiu, with a beauty beside him, full of ambitions, but he himself is useless, alone, hiding in Tibet.The "fairy" in my mind only loves his surname Yan in this life, even if she has no name or status, she is willing to compromise and sacrifice for it.His own flesh and blood became the son of the Yan family, even if he was kicked out, he still kept in touch with Yan.Even all the insidious deeds done by that vicious woman who was only in a physical relationship were ultimately just to gain a place in surname Yan's heart.

God is so unfair, handsome appearance, stalwart figure, prominent family background, and extraordinary intelligence were all given to the man surnamed Yan, even the most beautiful woman's cutest son was monopolized by that man.On the other hand, it's just pathetic.

He hated the worthless Yan Yaoqin who set him off, and even more hated himself who was set off by Yan Yaoqin and made him lower into the dust.

Unable to tell what the purpose was, the man drove up to the black car and followed him all the way.The Yan family's subordinates were all well-trained and highly vigilant. He didn't dare to get too close, relying on his familiarity with Melbourne's roads, he carefully shuttled back and forth in the traffic, trying his best to hide his whereabouts.

Yan Yaoqin's car turned around and drove onto a slightly secluded path.The rain is still falling, pattering, cold to the skin but not soaking through the clothes.On both sides of the street, there are a few small but stylishly decorated Chinese restaurants. There are a variety of cars parked nearby, but there are few pedestrians.

Finally, the passers-by got out of the car, and a young man trotted into a certain restaurant first, while the driver drove to find an open space to park.Yan Yaoqin stood on the sidewalk with his head bowed and talking on the phone, behind him stood a burly man like a bodyguard.

The man's feet were shaking slightly uncontrollably, and the soles of his feet were firmly glued to the accelerator pedal.The plants in the green belt were washed shiny by the rain, and the unique smell of fresh soil came in through the cracks of the car windows wantonly, just like the smell of blood.

Looking at the enemy who was close at hand, the man's eyes were covered with a layer of red mist.A voice lingered in his ears, bewitching: Kill him, kill him, kill him...

At this moment, there is still a sliver of reason in the man's heart. He knows that even if he rushes forward at full speed, he may not be able to kill Yan Yaoqin, at least that bodyguard does not seem to be a vegetarian.I don't know what purpose Yan Yaoqin came here for. It seems that he is waiting for someone. Even if he gets rid of Yan's surname by luck, he doesn't know what will happen next. Once someone comes to reinforce him, his life will be destroyed. I will also explain here in a moment...

At the moment when heaven and man were at war in his heart, Yan Yaoqin suddenly put down the phone and walked towards the corner with a faint smile, while the bodyguards stayed where they were and did not follow in time.This is simply a great opportunity specially prepared for him, the voice yelled frantically again: hit him to death!Hit him!Hit him!

The man's mind was blank. Before he could wake up, his body had already taken the lead. He stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom, controlled the steering wheel with his palm, and drove the body to rush towards Yan Yaoqin. With the abnormal sound of the engine roaring, everyone present They all responded immediately.The bodyguard flew towards Yan Yaoqin's direction, and the driver flicked the tail and turned the car back to rescue him.The strange thing is that Yan Yaoqin was clearly aware of the danger before everyone else, but he didn't make the proper defense that he should have.

The small truck rushed up at an angle, and he could easily dodge the first attack as long as he took two steps forward vigorously, but he turned around and ran back with great difficulty, exposing his entire back to the enemy's sight It was as if he wanted to deliberately attract all the attention to himself in order to protect someone.

The man adjusted his direction slightly, accelerated, and sprinted. This time Yan Yaoqin was unavoidable, and he was almost about to cheer and celebrate for the ensuing huge crash and the fierce scene of flying flesh and blood.

At a critical moment, Yan Yaoqin's driver finally arrived and slammed him hard from the side. The door of the pickup truck was completely dented, and the car veered in the opposite direction out of control.A wall built of blue bricks and stones blocked the way of the truck. The headlights swept by, and the snow was bright. Suddenly, a young figure appeared in front of him.

Facing the car that was rushing straight towards him, the young man obviously had no time to dodge. The several cups of coffee in his hand spilled into the air, and he pressed against the wall with his eyes wide open in horror. His face was pale and his lips were trembling, as if I wanted to exclaim but couldn't make a sound.

That face couldn't be more familiar - it's his own son!It turned out that the person Yan Yaoqin wanted to protect turned out to be him!

The man's heart was almost suspended between the roars, jumping suddenly, he held the steering wheel with both hands desperately, and turned it around with all his strength as fast as he could.The tires rubbed sparks on the ground, and the bright white headlights sliced ​​through the boy's body like a blade.

There was a loud "bang", the front of the car rubbed the edge of the boy's jeans and stuck to the wall, green smoke billowed up, exuding a pungent burnt smell.

The front cover of the car was squeezed out of shape and tilted exaggeratedly.The man's head hit the steering wheel heavily, blood covered half of his eyes.Dazed, he raised his head, looked at the boy who was still in shock two steps away, and confirmed that the boy was not injured. Then he pulled the reverse gear cruelly, and walked away amidst the sound of clanging metal impacts.

Zhang Chongjiu and Awan wanted to chase the raiding truck, but Yan Yaoqin stopped them.I thought that this trip to Melbourne was very secret, and it was a temporary decision, so no enemies would emerge, but who knew that such an accident happened just by going out for dinner.

Yan Yaoqin didn't care about the murderer, and rushed directly in front of Zhuo Yang with a trembling voice: "How, did you hit it? Where did you hit it?"

Zhuo Yang's eyes were still full of white headlights, and he shook his head in a daze for a long time.He was sure that the car didn't touch his body, but left an indistinct mud trail on his pants, but his legs were as soft as noodles, and he couldn't take a step.He still maintained the posture of sticking to the wall, his face and body were wet, he couldn't tell whether it was rain or sweat, and he couldn't stop shivering when the wind blew.

Yan Yaoqin hurriedly took off his coat and wrapped Zhuo Yang up, and kept rubbing his son's forehead and cheeks with warm hands, just like a mother comforting a frightened child.

Zhuo Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief, and whispered embarrassingly close to his father's ear: "It's okay, it's just that my legs are shaking badly, can you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yan Yaoqin had already picked him up and hugged him in his arms, and strode towards the car.Now Zhuo Yang was even more embarrassed, his whole face and neck were flushed red, and he wished he could shrink into Yan Yaoqin's big coat and never see anyone again.

On the way back, Yan Yaoqin's face remained black and silent, and the atmosphere in the car was very oppressive.Zhuo Yang knew that he must be secretly blaming himself in his heart, so he pretended to be relaxed and gossiped: "It's really embarrassing. You can't laugh at me when I was so scared that my legs went limp just now."

Yan Yaoqin rubbed his damp hair, and smiled bitterly: "Why, you are already great. It's my fault, and it's all because I didn't think carefully."

Zhuo Yang sighed silently in his heart, and said to the others with a mischievous smile: "Uncle Wan, Brother Chongjiu, you also have to help me keep it a secret, don't tell Big Brother or Aunt Cai about my ugly appearance." Listen, or I'll be made fun of forever."

Awan hurriedly spoke up: "Young master, what did you say? Master Yu Xing has always loved you the most, so how could he be willing to laugh at you?"

Zhang Chongjiu followed blankly and replied: "Butler Ling doesn't know either."

I wanted to lead them to talk more, to make the atmosphere in the car more relaxed, but these people have been with Yan Yaoqin for a long time, each of them is more like a log, taciturn and boring, Zhuo Yang shook his head helplessly.

In this flash, my mind seemed to be poured with quicksilver, and it sank heavily.Zhuo Yang couldn't stop falling down, and the breath from his nostrils was scorching hot.He was very afraid that his situation would be noticed by Yan Yaoqin, causing him to have more negative thoughts, so he tried his best to pretend to be very energetic.Unexpectedly, the car was driving fast, and the dizziness became more and more obvious, until it couldn't hold it any longer.

At first, Yan Yaoqin thought that Zhuo Yang's blushing was only caused by fright and shyness, but as he spoke, he already leaned softly on his shoulder.Yan Yaoqin quickly stretched out his hand to Zhuo Yang's forehead, the tentacles were hot, no wonder the forehead was dripping with sweat.

Damn it, how could he be so careless that he didn't notice his son's discomfort!

Boredom hit Yan Yaoqin's nerves, he sternly told Awan to speed up the car, and asked Ayi to find a doctor to wait at home, while he held his son tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to rub him into his heart.

Yan Yaoqin felt deeply powerless. He couldn't protect his son from harm, he couldn't relieve his son's pain, and he couldn't give his son a comfortable and peaceful life... For more than a year, Zhuo Yang had never caught a cold or had a fever. Asthma, but when he came, everything changed.

Perhaps it was a wrong decision to bring this child back to Lidao and keep him by his side... That would mean that he would face all kinds of dangers again, followed by fear, worry, and exhaustion, and the tense and cruel lifestyle would overdraw his life health, even endangering his life...

Yan Yaoqin, you are wrong, you can't go on wrong...

Suddenly, the palm warmed up. It was Zhuo Yang who did not know when he held his hand softly, and pressed the pulp of his thumb against his palm. His voice was barely audible, but he ordered him very firmly: "Old Yan, don't think about it." !"