Reborn Tiger Poison Eater

When Zhuo Yang was a child, Zhuo Yun often taught him like this: "A Yang, you are the only little man in our family! As a man, no matter what happens, you must not be afraid, let alone shrink back, even if I am so scared to death in my heart, I have to pretend that I am not afraid at all!"

Zhuo Yang is an obedient child, he keeps his mother's words firmly in his heart for more than ten years.

From the age of playing sand in the sunset, running and jumping and breaking my knee, I flattened my mouth and held back my tears; when the caterpillar landed on my shoulder, I closed my eyes and pretended I didn’t see anything; it was the first time I stood on a high platform to go to school Diving, looking at the swimming pool with only a small depression under the feet and the companions who are like visitors from the dwarf country, he gritted his teeth, suppressed the shaking of his legs, and jumped straight down...

Over time, "disguising" has become a habit, whether it is finding out that her mother is suffering from an incurable disease with a medical certificate, or walking into a completely strange family with a small suitcase, or even being exposed to bullets in order not to startle the snake. Under the circumstances, he can always remain calm and smile lightly.

It’s not that I’ve become more courageous and really no longer afraid, but I gradually understand that fear is actually useless.Those deaths, predicaments, bullets, and injuries will not disappear automatically just because they hug their heads and shrink into a ball.

So when he touched the pistol hidden in Yan Yaoqin's waist early in the morning, no matter how many speculations he had in his heart, he didn't ask immediately, but waved goodbye with a smile as usual, and watched his father leave under heavy guards.

Zhuo Yang understood that every decision Yan Yaoqin made—whether he informed him or concealed it—had his own reasons.The more dangerous it was, the less he would reveal anything, because he didn't want to be frightened by himself.But I really don't have the capital to be frightened.He felt disgusted with Yan Yusi's sick and weak body like he had never felt before.

The class in the morning was not too tense. Zhuo Yang sat on his seat and looked at the book from time to time. The pistol that appeared inexplicably kept spinning in his mind, as if the gun was not filled with bullets, but a soul-stirring Gu. Insect monsters are always seductive, making people associate them unconsciously.

Near noon, Zhuo Yang couldn't bear it anymore, so he called his father and asked him to have lunch with him.Unexpectedly, Yan Yaoqin rejected him on the grounds that he wanted to be interviewed by a TV station.

Normally, Yan Yaoqin would have been overjoyed to learn that his son had lunch with him, but today he rejected it without hesitation, which inevitably aggravated Zhuo Yang's suspicion.Carrying a gun means there is danger, but there is danger, so why make a high-profile public appearance for interviews?What the hell is Lao Yan doing?

In the afternoon, Zhuo Yang went to Mr. Zheng’s house to take a Chinese painting class. He dipped his brush in full ink and walked on the rice paper, carefully sketching thin bamboos, rockery, flowers and birds, doing what he loves and is best at. Unknowingly immersed in it, I finally put my worries behind for the time being.

In the middle of the painting, the old man called Zhuo Yang over, saying that one of his favorite students had returned from giving lectures abroad, and had an appointment at a teahouse nearby, and wanted to take Zhuo Yang, a junior, to have a look.Old Mr. Zheng treats the businessman Yan Yaoqin with superficial courtesy, and he looks down on him to some extent, but he loves Zhuo Yang because of his humility, politeness and full of understanding. Many compliments.

Because the incident happened suddenly, Zhuo Yang wanted to call Ayi first, but no one answered for a long time.I remember that when I was driving here today, Ah Yi accidentally mentioned that the child at home was crying last night, and he didn't have a good rest all night. He must be using this time to catch up on sleep in the car.Old Mr. Zheng is eccentric and doesn't like to be disturbed by many people. Ah Yi has always been waiting for Zhuo Yang in the car outside. However, in the past few days, the road was being built here, and the car was parked at the corner opposite the street.

Zhuo Yang was embarrassed to keep the teacher waiting, so he hurriedly closed the phone.Thinking of Ah Yi's follow-up every day, it is really hard work, if he can take a break, let him rest as much as possible, anyway, after waking up, he finds that he has missed a call, so he will take the initiative to call.

This line of work is very fruitful. The brother who has never met has a humorous speech, and his knowledge is strong. He has heard a lot of anecdotes about contemporary masters from him. Zhuo Yang felt that he benefited a lot from the few simple words.

We chatted so happily that we forgot the time. It wasn't until it was getting dark outside that Zhuo Yang realized that the class should have ended for a long time, and Ah Yi hadn't called yet.Feeling uneasy, he took out his mobile phone to check, but unexpectedly, the signal in the tea room was blocked.

Now he was in a hurry, if Ah Yi didn't see him when the time came, and he was shut out at the teacher's house again, but he couldn't make calls on his mobile phone, he would definitely panic.So he hurriedly ran outside to call Ayi, only half a ring, and the other side quickly picked up, and Ayi's trembling voice came immediately: "Young master, you..."

As soon as he uttered a few words, the phone turned his hand, and Yan Yaoqin's voice was so deep that he couldn't hear his emotions: "Where are you?"

Knowing that he was wrong, Zhuo Yang patiently explained the cause and effect, told his father again and again not to worry, and explained his position in detail.Yan Yaoqin was still worried, and asked carefully: "Is your place safe? If it is safe, tell me the name of the book you read this morning."

This is because he is worried that he will be kidnapped and deliberately tested.After Zhuo Yang clearly read the name of the antique illustrated book, Yan Yaoqin's tone finally softened a little, and he ordered: "Be honest and wait there, I will send Chongjiu to pick you up! It will be there soon!"

Although Zhuo Yang didn't know why Yan Yaoqin was so nervous, he also knew some ways to protect himself. He said goodbye to the teacher in a hurry and hid in the dark and waited.Within a moment, two strange cars drove up quickly and stopped in front of them. Several strangers jumped out of the car and kept looking around. Zhuo Yang was startled and almost looked for an opportunity to escape until Zhang Chongjiu appeared. I was relieved.

As soon as he greeted him: "Brother Chongjiu..." he was surrounded by several people, half pushed and half carried into the car, and the two cars rushed towards Xiangfenli Road without stopping.

Zhuo Yang knew that he made a mistake first, and heard that Yan Yaoqin was really in a hurry on the phone, and he was thinking all the way how to say soft words to calm his father's emotions.He blamed himself deeply, knowing that Yan Yaoqin was on guard, he even went out to drink tea with the old man, making the family go crazy, it really shouldn't be.

Looking at Zhang Chongjiu who was sitting upright beside him, Zhuo Yang asked in a low voice, "Brother Chongjiu, has something happened to Dad recently?"

Zhang Chongjiu stared straight ahead, covered Zhuo Yang tightly with his body, but kept his mouth tightly shut without saying a word.Zhuo Yang understood Zhang Chongjiu's character, and was not angry, but just lowered his head helplessly, entangled secretly.

As soon as I got home, I immediately trotted to the study room to admit my mistake. There was such a foul smell in there that people couldn't keep their eyes open.Zhuo Yang endured the discomfort in his throat, and whispered with a flattering smile: "Old Yan... Dad!"

As soon as Lao Yan uttered the words, he suddenly found that Ayi was also in the study, and hurriedly added the word "father".Yan Yaoqin's face was livid to the end, but he still pursed his lips unconsciously when he heard the weird address of "Old Yan Dad".He wasn't pretending to be angry, but when he saw that his son had jumped up and ran up, no matter how angry he was, he pretended to be angry, snorted, got up diligently, opened all the windows, and waved away the smoke.

Zhuo Yang looked at Ah Yi, full of guilt: "Brother Yi, I'm sorry, Mr. Zheng suddenly pulled me out today, I..."

"Young master, it's all my fault. I fell asleep and failed to receive your call. Fortunately, nothing happened. Otherwise, I would have committed a heinous crime." Ah Yi complained repeatedly about his negligence.

Suddenly, Zhuo Yang noticed a clear slap print on Ah Yi's face, which was red and swollen, with distinct fingers.No need to ask, it must be Yan Yaoqin's masterpiece, and he couldn't laugh immediately.

The father and son looked at each other, neither of them spoke.

Yan Yaoqin waved his hand, and waited for Ah Yi to bow his head and back out before softening his tone a little, half blaming and half teasingly asking: "Why, it's reasonable to make trouble by yourself? Do you know that your disappearance caused trouble at home?" What's it like?"

Zhuo Yang turned his face away and bit his lips: "Just punish me for my mistakes, why should I blame others, how will I face Brother Ayi in the future?"

Maybe it was because he walked in a hurry, the tip of his nose was covered with fine beads of sweat, his chest heaved a lot, his mouth was pouting all the time, he could almost hang an oil bottle.Yan Yaoqin stared at his son, unable to continue arguing with him, he couldn't help laughing: "Okay, okay, I was wrong, I shouldn't vent my anger on others, what should I do? How about I go talk to him Apologize? Now that you've come back safely, let's not say anything, shall we?"

He wanted to reach out to pull his son, but was blocked by Zhuo Yang with a wave of his hand.Yan Yaoqin shook his head and cursed in his heart: Wow, little thing, he is getting more and more arrogant, he has made a mistake, and he still has to show his face the other way around!In his mouth, he begged for mercy in a low voice: "You said it, getting angry at night is not good for your health."

Zhuo Yang stared and blinked for a long time, unable to refute what he had said, he glanced angrily at the antique clock standing by the wall: "Cut, it's only five minutes before six o'clock, and it's still evening! "

After all this tossing, Zhuo Yang was really tired, and when his tense spirit relaxed, his whole body went limp.After dinner, I only ate something indiscriminately, and then I went back to the room and lay down on the bed to move lazily.

Without his son's nonsense to disturb, Yan Yaoqin sat in the study feeling uncomfortable, endured it, but still couldn't control his feet, and got into Zhuo Yang's room.

Zhuo Yang had just taken a shower, was wearing loose pajamas, and was blowing his hair. The water vapor mixed with the scent of rosin drifted away.Yan Yaoqin stepped forward, took the hair dryer, pulled his son to him, lifted the soft hair with one hand, and carefully blown it with the other.

After drying his hair, Zhuo Yang climbed onto the bed and lay down lazily, sighing quietly: "Old Yan, do you really have nothing to say to me?"

Yan Yaoqin went to the window and looked at the Bobby family playing on the grass outside, a little fascinated.After a long time, he slowly said: "Recently...someone openly came forward to bribe the company's top executives and several family members in power, to make small moves behind their backs, and even spread rumors everywhere that Yan Yaoqin sat in this position for too long. If you need to inject some fresh blood, those evil spirits hiding in the dark are just about to move..."

Zhuo Yang raised his head sharply: "Could it be the third uncle?" After pondering for a long time, his mood dropped uncontrollably, "If I hadn't made so many troubles to plot against my aunt last time, maybe he would have been caught by you long ago. "

Yan Yaoqin sighed helplessly, sat down and picked up his son, hugged him and rubbed him in his arms: "What are you thinking about, what does it have to do with you! It's not a day or two since he wanted to get rid of me. The feud has lasted for decades! If he is so easy to be caught by me, he won’t be Yan San!" He kissed Zhuo Yang lightly on the forehead, and comforted him, "Don't worry, the game has been set up. I'm fighting with him, the most important thing is these few days. So you suddenly disappeared this afternoon, so I couldn't help losing my temper. During this time, I deliberately distanced myself from you outside to protect you. Can you understand me? Be good, wait This matter is settled, I will apologize to you!"

Zhuo Yang pushed away the people around him irritably: "Yan Yaoqin, what time is it, and you still want to talk about love!" He kept biting his lower lip, frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and asked, "Let me ask you, you sent your eldest brother to the United States, and you found something to trip him up. You avoided me everywhere, even avoiding me for a meal, but you were too high-profile. You ran to the cusp of such a storm." Accept some kind of interview, do you... do you want to use yourself as bait to lure third uncle out?"

Without waiting for Yan Yaoqin to open his mouth, Zhuo Yang continued to ask questions like a cannonball: "Then last night, you knew my intentions and refused me. Is it because of this? Are you afraid that if something goes wrong, will you come with me?" go down?"

Yan Yaoqin tried to pull him back into his arms, but Zhuo Yang stubbornly broke away. He turned over, jumped off the bed from the other side, turned around and stared at him: "Old Yan, this time I really Angry……"