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Chapter 7 I'm Back

In Tingluo District, there are more than 200 million villains, poor people, homeless people...

As the place where people with less than 50 comprehensive review points live, from a distance from the platform, dilapidated houses of different heights cover the entire field of vision, colorful LED lights and handmade wooden plaques hang from one end to the other, and crowds walk. On dirty streets, typical old Hong Kong-style slums.

Of course, Tingluo District is still a bit special. Although it is dirty and backward and faces many dangers, due to its unique geographical location, it is very close to the defensive towers of Shangnan City, so after nearly half a century of evolution, it has become Shangnan. The city's largest machinery trading and maintenance base.

Constructors certified by the Fighting Association can prepare here, and then set off from the defensive tower to exterminate the misty beasts.

For example, the flying machines and red-winged giant bats whizzing past in the sky are examples. An anti-wing fighter was inadvertently hit by the sound waves of the red-winged giant bat, pulled up a black smoke and hit the protective cover, turning into a gorgeous fire.

Death is the norm here.

Lu Ze, who was wearing a high school uniform, calmly walked through the streets and alleys. After circling around, he appeared on the fourth floor of an old building. There was a broken road passing through the outside, and large and small houses lined up on the inside.

It was dark and damp, mice squeaked across the corners, and the small advertisements on the walls were glowing yellow.

Lu Ze stopped, sniffed the slowly drifting oil smell, and looked at the shop ten meters away.

The signboard is a dismantled car door, with five words crookedly nailed on it with rivets.

【Brilliant Machine Repair Shop】!

Looking closely, there is a line of small characters written with charcoal below [also sells breakfast, soy milk, bean curd, fried dough sticks, wife cake, sesame paste, sand tea noodles, ... ]

There are also neon lights with low taste and explosion all around. From a distance, it looks more like a hair salon than a hair salon.

However, there is no beautiful woman on the platform at the entrance. Instead, there is an uncle with a stubborn stubble and a cigarette. Under the overalls is a naked tendon. He is squatting on the scrap iron frame and looking up at the opposite building at a 45-degree angle with melancholy eyes. Like a homesick grass mud horse.

With people coming and going, he was dazzling and lonely.

Several coquettish women with bare waists passed by more than ten meters away, the uncle's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he took a deep breath of the cigarette, brewing some kind of emotional gushing.

"Tang Yingqi is here."

A soft call sounded from his ears, but in Tang Hui's ears, it seemed like a sudden burst of thunder.

"I don't smoke!!"

With a shout, Tang Hui grabbed the remaining half of the cigarette butt in his hand, and held his breath at the same time.

So the rest of the smoke naturally spewed out of his ears...

"Hehe, is Old Tang performing acrobatics?"

An uncle next to him happily walked away with half a catty of fried dough sticks.

The puff of smoke just now made Tang Hui's face turn red. He angrily squatted at the door, like a hairy crab that was struggling to endure the high temperature.

Lu Ze Shi Shiran walked past Tang Hui, waved his hand kindly, and walked to the next stairs with a smile.

Tang Hui nodded solemnly, his eyes showing the meaning of consultation.

As it should be, Lu Ze replied with a positive look.

swoosh...

It was the sound of cigarette butts being snuffed out.

Lu Ze didn't feel guilty at all, because he knew that a cigarette butt as high as 700 degrees would be red at most for this undisclosed uncle.

At the moment when he was about to climb the stairs, Lu Ze turned his head, and nostalgia flashed in his eyes, "Uncle Tang."

"Um?!"

Tang Hui, who dared not move, raised his head subconsciously, doubts flashing in his eyes.

"Thank you." Lu Ze smiled and climbed the stairs.

Tang Hui's eyes flashed blankly. Did this kid Lu Ze take the wrong medicine today?

Thank you for what you told me!

and many more.

Tang Hui's face flashed dignified.

Just now, it seems that this kid said that Yingqi is back!

His neck stiffened for a moment, and the brightest smile appeared on Tang Hui's face, and then he turned his head a little bit. After seeing the empty road, the man in his 40s cursed loudly.

"Lu Ze, you little bastard, how dare you insult your Uncle Tang."

"I've burned my hands!"

"Hey, uncle's hand is broken."

"Oh! I'm disabled..."

The scolding voice, with a fake moan that could no longer be fake, entered the corridor intermittently.

The corner of Lu Ze's mouth evoked a bright smile.

This seemingly greasy and sloppy middle-aged man is called Tang Hui. When the tower emerged from the depths of the fog, he was the first group to step into the storm.

He also has a white, beautiful, long-legged girl who is two years older than himself, a sophomore at A-level Streamer Academy, and Tang Yingqi, who will be known as the Queen of Artillery in the future.

It's a pity that, three years after entering the fog in the future, both of them died.

The reason for his death was very simple, but it was enough for Lu Ze to remember the past two lives.

The simple bracelet kept in the battle alliance recorded the calm figures of Tang Hui and Tang Yingqi in front of the sea of ​​​​fire.

……

"Aze, back then, your dad used half his life to block that shot at Uncle Tang, and he became a crippled man. They are all men, who is not the wind and the fire, your dad should be my old man for the rest of his life. Tang Zhao responded."

"But this time, my life is not very good, and I was approached by the enemy."

"Maybe your kid has already died in the fog. If you are lucky enough not to die, then you can live well."

"Are you finished? I record it before every battle. No wonder such a big person is so miserable." The tall figure in the pilot's uniform stood with his arms folded, and his cold voice was full of dissatisfaction. It was obviously Tang Yingqi who was there. urge.

"It's over, it's over... Dad, isn't it just in case, haha."

Tang Hui smiled apologetically, shutting down the projection babblingly.

This is the last image of the two of them.

……

That man, kept his promise for 20 years.

However, even if they both stepped into the 12-star realm, they would eventually fall.

When he returned from the eighth floor of the Mist Tower, he saw only a city that had long since been in ruins, and the [-] Mist beasts occupying this land.

That year, Lu Ze was 37 years old, 15 stars, the next king.

Only then did he know that the two had had such a secret past.

Perhaps for father and Tang Hui, being alive is their greatest joy.

However, this was not what he wanted.

Therefore, Lu Ze spent three full years, starting from a footprint left on the scene, and gradually restored the whole fact among the innumerable clues.

[Black Snake Organization], [Gao Li Family], [Silver Alliance]...

However, when he found out the truth, he found that the mist behemoth had destroyed most of his enemies for him.

The surviving two families, Gao and Li, were completely destroyed by the Terekin family rising in northern Siberia during a civil war.

The so-called hatred has turned into a wave in the long river of history.

The saddest thing in life is that the child wants to be raised but the parent does not wait.

The most hated thing in life is that time will bury everything.

It was from that moment that Lu Ze completely cut off the connection with the earth, leaving only the human wanderer, the only name he reserved.

……

In the dark corridor, the debris was piled up to the brim, but the iron door was wiped clean.

Lu Ze's palm was placed on the old doorknob, and the face that did not change color even though the celestial body pressed against it finally changed.

After saying a few words, he was out of breath, dragging a sick body and teaching his father, Lu Zongguang.

I always hate that iron is not steel, but I love my mother more than anyone, Li Shiwei.

In order to subsidize the family, he secretly went to work at the age of 13, but his younger brother, Lu Ming, was crippled by a leg and gritted his teeth.

This is the softest place in his heart, the place where his soul returns due to the thoughts in countless sleep.

This place is called - home!

The corners of his mouth pursed and pursed, his palm tightly gripping the doorknob.

When the familiar voice came from the crack of the door, Lu Ze pursed and twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Dad, Mom... I'm back."

The boy opened the door and revealed the brightest smile in his two lifetimes.

(End of this chapter)