My magic stick is going to heaven!

After Wen Changlang reported the address angrily, Shang Yanzhou started the vehicle and drove to the address Wen Changlang said.

It's not too far away, and it takes about ten minutes to arrive. Since Laopi Street is an unrenovated old street, it is congested and narrow, so cars can't drive in at all. There is no way, Shang Yanzhou can only find another place to park, and then walk on foot Enter Laopi Street.

Laopi Street is located in the corner of bustling Shenzhen, like an old man at dusk, sometimes groaning fragmentarily, sometimes protesting the too ordinary life, seeming to be jumping up and cursing.

Shang Yanzhou walked on the gravel road with some pits and pits, with one hand in his trouser pocket, his posture was leisurely, and there was no discomfort at all. Wen Changlang walked a little ahead, and when he occasionally turned his body, he always joked:

"I thought Lord Governor would not be used to the environment here."

Shang Yanzhou's eyes were clear and light, his eyes swept across the vendors on both sides, and his tone was a little light:

"I have stayed in an environment that is a hundred times worse than this."

"Really?"

Wen Changlang obviously didn't believe it. A young businessman who was sent abroad to study since he was a child could have suffered so much. But believe it or not, Wen Changlang didn't say anything. He just sped up his pace a little and turned into a road. alley.

The alleys are narrow, damp, and covered with moss on both sides. If you step on it, if you don’t pay attention, you will slip and fall. Wen Changlang has been running around in hundreds of alleys in Wenjia Town since he was a child, so, Walking in this small alley, naturally, he couldn't be troubled.

Looking back at Shang Yanzhou, he saw that he had already stretched out his hands from his trouser pockets, supporting the walls covered with black dirt on both sides. Those five fingers like white jade were stained with dirt. From Wen Changlang's point of view, they really looked like Ruined the dazzling existence of a landscape.

So, Wen Changlang stopped, stretched out his hand and pulled Shang Yanzhou's hand consciously, and hummed:

"I'll hold you, otherwise I'm afraid of falling to your death, young master, I can't afford it."

Shang Yanzhou lowered his eyebrows and looked at the hands they were holding. He didn't speak, but a faint smile slowly reached his eyes.

Walking through the alley, he turned into another alley. The people living here, like ants, burrow holes everywhere, making the best use of every inch of the land. He visited the home of the poor kid once, At the end of countless hutongs and deep alleys, a dilapidated small brick house seems to have withstood years of wind and frost and is crumbling.

When they arrived at the door, the closed door was now ajar. It can be seen that the people who entered the door were flustered and terrified.

Wen Changlang was not too polite, he just opened the door and walked in. The yard was messy, with dried vegetables and dried peppers everywhere, and the corners were covered with grass. It seemed that no one had taken care of it for a long time.

Xu Shi heard the sound of the door being pushed open, and the woman in the room came out from the back room, and when she saw the Wen corridor, her expression suddenly sank:

"It's you again! Last time you wanted to kidnap my son! What do you want to do when you come to my house this time!"

Upon hearing this, Wen Changlang laughed angrily:

"I said you haven't enlightened yet! I abducted your son??? I haven't said that you abused your own son! What a backlash!"

"I bother!"

The woman spat harshly, and then cursed in a vicious tone:

"That's my son! How I treat it is my business! What has it got to do with you! Mind your own business!"