Old Chinese medicine and small vendors

Wen Cheng couldn't tell what he was looking forward to.

But the steps under his feet are getting smaller and smaller.

Could it be, is it possible, it was Ying Yanyu?

Thinking of this, Wen Cheng's heart beat heavily. He clenched the plastic bag in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and chose the side entrance of the park to stop.

There are few people here, so he can have a good talk with Ying Yanyu.

Even if the little bastard talks a lot of nonsense, it doesn't matter, if he is disobedient, just a little twig will be fine.

The key is, people have to be there.

"Come out." Wen Cheng turned around without thinking too much.

But when the group of people came towards him, that's right, it was a group, not a single person, he almost cried because of his stupidity.

This is the f*cking legend, dazzled by love?

Wen Cheng pressed her forehead, a little weak: "Looking for me?"

A yellow-haired man in the crowd raised his mobile phone, compared it to his face, then turned around and said, "That's him."

Wen Cheng became even more annoyed immediately.

Because these people are not looking for the gang of Grandma Zeng, but for him.

Who will find someone to clean him up?

Ying Yanyu his own mother.

"How do you say it?" Wen Cheng was so stared at by them that he couldn't use his mobile phone to call the police, "Remove my arm or my leg?"

"Leg." Huang Mao suddenly smiled wretchedly, raised his index finger and made a "1": "As long as you have 'one leg'."

Seeing him staring at his crotch, Wen Cheng immediately understood, and then laughed out loud.

What a shame she figured it out?

Do you think what happened to Ying Yanyu?

Really think he is a pervert ah.

"Laugh, I can only cry later." Huangmao and the others were dressed in sloppy clothes, and when they came out with a knife in their hands, there was still black mud.

Wen Cheng frowned, ready to run.

A hero does not suffer from immediate losses, let alone he is not even a hero.

However, as soon as he turned around, three more people circled behind him, outflanking him.

Gee.

Seeing them looking at each other a few times, Wen Cheng felt something was wrong, looked around, raised her leg and kicked it, and kicked it onto the trash can!

thump—

The park at 10:30 is not popular enough, those who do morning exercises leave early, and those who get off work for dinner don’t arrive at the time.

Wen Cheng still yelled outside: "Robbery——"

As soon as he finished speaking, a knife came over!

With a flash of white light, he quickly backed away, threw the plastic bag in his hand on the face, then took out an old thermos from the trash can, and hit the person behind him!

Clang.

The knife was slapped down, and Wen Cheng hurriedly bent over to pick it up, but someone spotted the gap and punched her back hard with an elbow!

"!"

Wen Cheng almost didn't get down, he rolled down with his strength, swept his long legs, flipped his yellow hair, picked up a knife and stabbed another person's leg!

He has indeed practiced. In his early years, he learned martial arts from others in order to deal with his adoptive father's madness.

But no matter how powerful it is, two hands are no match for four feet.

Hit hit.

Wen Cheng's eyes were covered with blood, and the sound of flesh and bone clashing became more and more intense, and the blade slashed against him several times!

"Hold!!"

beep-

A blaring horn interrupted the brawl!

The Audi Q7 didn't even give the brakes, and rushed directly into the crowd, like a murderous ghost, so frightened that the gangsters ran away!

"Chengzi!" Xie Xu'an called the police, rolled out of the car, ran over in two steps, and caught him!

Wen Cheng didn't respond, he was still looking in the direction of the toilet.

"What's wrong?" Xie Xu'an asked nervously, "Are you scared to pee?"

A vein bulged on Wen Cheng's forehead, and he raised his hand to press his shoulder: "Fart, when have I ever been afraid, take me to the hospital for treatment, and I should worry again when Grandma sees it."

"Okay, okay." Xie Xuan hurriedly stuffed the person into the car.

Before closing the door, he glanced at the back wall of the toilet seemingly inadvertently.

"What's the matter! What are you talking about? Brother Ying!" Hu San yelled on the phone.

Ying Yanyu was still desperately suppressing his heavy breathing, until the Audi Q7 drove away, and he slumped and sat on the ground.

"Brother Ying?" Hu San called him repeatedly, fearing that something might happen.

"Why didn't you notify me earlier?" Ying Yan Yu's every word was full of gloom and paranoia.

He came a step late, and was scooped up by the one surnamed Xie.

He wasn't qualified to find Wen Cheng in the first place, it was too late.

Hu San was stunned when he heard this: "Well, there's no way around it. Huangmao and the others don't live in Mengxin District, and I'm not familiar with Gaodong, so it's time-consuming to pass on information."

Ying Yanyu also knew that it was useless to blame Hu San.

He was so angry that he had no place to vent, and he was going crazy.

"Okay," he said hoarsely, as if he had been thirsty for a long time, "hang up."

"Wait! I'm going to run wild tomorrow! Don't worry about it..." Hu San looked at the words "The call is over" and screamed "Aww", only to be caught by the person beside him again. The film police detested it.

Ying Yanyu sat on the spot for a long time, he didn't know the exact time, but after passing by a group of off-duty people, he realized that no one would come to him, so what are you sitting and waiting for?

He got up on his knees, pushed out the motorcycle from the side of the flower bed, and straddled it.

Then he called home, his tone was surprisingly calm, comparable to the calm before the storm.

"Mom? Are you at home? Yes, I need to find you, and I'll be there in 10 minutes."

As the motorbike roared away, Gaodong Street returned to its former peace.

"Aren't you going to the hospital?" Xie Xu'an followed Wen Cheng's instructions and turned around to Wang Peng's house.

"Go and see the old man first, the medicine prescribed last time is almost finished, you can adjust the dosage." Wen Cheng rubbed the wound on his body with mineral water, it was not deep, but it was too much.

Xie Xu'an was already a prodigy outside, so he didn't ask any questions, just laughed.

A few minutes ago, Wen Cheng could bear it, but what does it mean that Yin Yang laughed endlessly?

"I can't control what you want to do. After so many years, according to the old rules, I will only give you advice." Xie Xu'an rolled down the car window and lit a cigarette with one hand.

"I checked it for you at the beginning, and it took a lot of effort, and finally I told you that your parents are hiding in the mountain behind Gaodong, not to let you find them, but to let you rest assured."

Wen Cheng put the cap on the bottle and continued to listen to him.

"Since you've lived here for a while, you should know how messy it is, don't be impulsive." Xie Xu'an said.

"I'm not impulsive, I have to find them." Seeing the car stop, Wen Cheng opened the door and went down.

"Chengzi, why bother, Wang Peixiang is dead too, so you can't live a more relaxed life?" Xie Xuan sighed.

Wen Cheng sent a text message to Wang Peng.

After the other party replied, he told Xie Xu'an: "Do you know about wild running? Someone organized a competition in the back mountain of Gaodong to find all the wanted criminals hidden inside."

Xie Xu'an froze for a moment before raising his legs to follow.

"Although my parents and the others are fugitives, they are right, absolutely right." Wen Cheng never blamed his parents. He was thrown at the door of the supermarket back then, but his parents didn't want to hurt him.

He even clearly remembered that they had saved money to buy him a scarf during their difficult escape.

"If my dad hadn't forgotten to bring his phone back that day, my mom and I would have been smothered to death by my cousin. Have you ever seen how terrible a gambler is? No matter how much you cry, he won't believe you without money."

Wen Cheng's parents worked together to restrain him, but they didn't know who stabbed the tip of the knife into the uncle's heart in a hurry and died on the spot.

"There is no evidence of justifiable self-defense."

"Then they can't take you away!" After Xie Xu'an finished speaking, he fell silent again.

Don't run away?

Then obediently go to jail and leave a little orange behind?

But in the end, the warm orange was not lost.

"Some roads, once you walk on them, it's too difficult to turn back." After Wen Cheng finished speaking, she just walked to the door of Wang Peng's house.

dong dong dong.

The iron door opened in response.

"Doctor Wen..." Wang Peng looked at his colorful face and suddenly fell silent.

"I'll bring Dr. Xie to see your mother." Wen Cheng walked in, and the room was still as quiet as ever.

Wang Peng handed Xie Xu'an a cigarette, and the latter took it, put it behind his ear, and followed into the inner room.

Taking advantage of Xie Xu'an's pulse, Wang Peng slipped out, poured tea, and asked Wen Cheng in a low voice: "Brother Ying seems to have gone back?"

There was a trace of expression on Wen Cheng's slightly swollen face: "Where...where?"

Wang Peng said, "Home, his home."

Oh, right.

Little kids have families.

Wang Peng seemed to be a little hesitant. He looked at Wen Cheng several times before asking, "Did you quarrel?"

Wen Cheng "tsk", why does the whole world know about this.

Wang Peng hesitated for a long time, and said a word: "I heard from Hu San that Brother Ying went back a few hours ago and smashed his house."

Wen Cheng immediately froze in place.

Wang Peng looked at his face again: "Almost made Aunt Ying cry."

Wen Cheng thought, how normal is it, it's just fucking abnormal.

But he still turned the corner and asked with concern: "Then... is his family okay?"

"It's okay, you can just buy it when it breaks. I never thought that he dared to scold Aunt Ying." Wang Peng finally poured the glass of water, and was about to take it away when Wen Cheng stopped him.

Wen Cheng really wanted to ask this question: "Why...is he afraid that his mother will be like that?"

"Uh," Wang Pengte smiled honestly, "I can't say."

Wen Cheng narrowed his eyes in an instant.

Wang Peng quickly explained: "I also eavesdropped, so I can't talk about it everywhere."

Wen Cheng pondered, you're just starting out, don't you just want me to ask the follow-up, why are you so reserved?

Wang Peng was sweating from Wen Cheng's stare. After all, the other party was more than ten years older than him, and he wasn't born in vain. He changed the posture of holding the water glass, and finally asked in a low voice: "I really want to know?"

Wen Cheng hasn't smiled for a long time, and now the corner of her mouth twitched, and she pulled the wound again, frowning in pain: "Tell me. If Ying Yanyu finds out someday and comes to trouble you, just tell me, I'll cover you. "

The glass of water in Wang Peng's hand was originally for Xie Xu'an, but he was bored, so he sat down beside him, clutching the jeans on his knees and squeezing them.

"This matter... What is it? During the junior high school graduation dinner, Brother Ying was drunk. I was at the time. I had a battery car. Brother Hu asked me to send him back. Halfway, he was in the car. Yelling and crying on the road."

Wen Cheng poured him another glass of water without interrupting.

Wang Peng took it and didn't drink: "I was so dumbfounded, I just stood there and listened to him cry..."

Wang Peng swallowed his saliva: "When he was in the fifth grade of primary school, his father would pick him up from school every day, and then take him to the teahouse. He did his homework, and his father played cards. Then, once...his father brought him He went to a pedicure shop..."

Wen Cheng suddenly thought of something, and his heart rose.

"Brother Ying said that he was standing outside the door, listening to his father and the woman in the pedicure shop... groaning... He didn't understand at the time, so he listened outside for a long time, until a woman poured hot tea splashed on his back."

It was very difficult for Wang Peng to speak. This kind of thing of exposing other people's scars made him stutter a little.

"He said that although he didn't understand, he was very sad, so he cried like crazy. When his father came out, he was still pulling up his pants."

Wen Cheng finally understood why the child was always scratching his left back, and the psychological trauma kept hurting him in another form.

Wang Peng saw that his lips were turning white, so he asked if he wanted to talk?

Wen Cheng nodded, before he went on to say: "I will go to junior high school later, take a physiology class, and those little pornographic books in the class..."

Wang Peng glanced at him: "Brother Ying said that the day he wanted to understand, he went home and cried for a long time holding his mother. His mother was quite calm and said that she knew, but she didn't want to divorce, so that Brother Ying will never be divorced for the rest of his life." Respect her well and make up for his father's mistakes."

"What the hell logic is this?!" Wen Cheng slapped the table, his blood was surging, and the wound on his face was swollen again.

"Hey, shh, keep your voice down," Wang Peng hurriedly pulled him back, "Doctor Wen, calm down."

Wen Cheng said coldly and rigidly: "I'm very calm."

Wang Peng said "hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" up, and said in his heart, I believe your evil!