Running Man's Entertainment Life

Chapter 451 Visitors, prepare tea

Villa next to the mountain.

An old man with pale temples and bald hair was reading at night under the light with his eyes squinted.

His face is old, but his beard is neatly trimmed, even his clothes and trousers are normal, without too many wrinkles, and the wrinkled places seem to be there all the time, it looks like brand new clothes just taken out of the closet generally.

A thin golden chain hangs from the right side of the old flower mirror, and the eyes are reading books, looking energetic and never tired.

The lines at the corners of the eyes are very soft, but it also looks like a long-used cloth, with wrinkles and dirty colors appearing on it.

The book in hand is "Miguel Street", which won the Nobel Prize for Literature.

By a British immigrant writer.

The book turned to the last page, and the old man turned it back again, and his thin fingers landed on the first article.

Mr Bolton.

"What are you doing, Mr. Pope?"

"Hey, kid! That's a good question, I'm doing something I'm not famous for."

Fingers across these two sentences, a smile appeared on the old man's old face, and the wrinkled folds showed his emotions at a glance. He was very happy.

"Clang clang clang."

A light knock on the door came to mind.

The old man put down the book, stood up with the bookshelf that was at the same height as the ceiling, and stretched out his hand to caress the clothes familiarly and repeatedly.

This is his movement for decades, repeated many times, it has become a subconscious body movement.

"Father."

The door opened, and a well-dressed, gentle man stood in front of the door. His appearance was clean and handsome. He was over middle-aged, but he didn't have any fat on his abdomen, and he looked very strong.

Looking at the appearance of the two, it is obvious that they are father and son.

Standing in front of the door was Li Jiahang.

Although the company cannot be compared with the Dingli Group, which is a self-made business in the countryside, it can gain a foothold in the capital, which is enough to show the strength of Li Jiahang's company and his own ability.

Inside the study is his father, Li Siyuan.

The sent-down youth in this village is a learned man.

Being admitted to a university in that era was enough to prove his profound knowledge.

In that era, going to elementary school was the envy of neighbors.

Not to mention the higher-level institutions of higher learning such as universities.

However, it is a pity that Li Siyuan did not use his academic qualifications to find a job. Instead, he stayed in the countryside and worked as a farmer for half his life. When he got old, he gave birth to Li Jiahang.

Li Jiahang inherited Li Siyuan's smart head, and through Li Siyuan's careful teaching and influence, he started his own business after college and achieved success.

It can be said that Li Siyuan, as a father, is Li Jiahang's life mentor.

Li Siyuan has a good temper. He usually likes to read and play chess, and listen to classical music. When he is in the village, he plays chess with the guys he grew up with to refresh his mind and body.

As he got older, people who lived through Li Siyuan's youth affectionately called him Lao Litou in the village.

Li Siyuan took off his presbyopic glasses, rubbed his brows slightly, and laughed at himself: I'm getting old and getting dizzy even after reading a book.

"How did you prepare the gifts for the fellow villagers?"

Li Siyuan moved away, bowed his waist slightly, turned around and sat on the seat in the study again, closed his eyes slightly, and made himself comfortable for a while.

"It's all in the living room. Lao Zhang and the others will send it over tomorrow morning." Standing behind Li Siyuan, Li Jiahang rubbed his temples and said softly.

Li Siyuan nodded, closed his eyes and asked: "It's still the old family. In the past few years, some people should leave, and they should be confused. If someone is in trouble, give more, take some money to make up for it, and take less if the conditions are good. One point, don’t let their self-motivation be dampened.”

Li Siyuan's character has always been clear about grievances and grievances, and he is willing to worry about it blindly, a good-natured character.

With old friends and kindness, everything is easy to talk about, kindness must be repaid, and friendship must be helped.

But if there is hatred, then I will never look at you again in this life, even if you are powerful or poor.

"Where are your little ones?"

Li Jiahang looked at Li Siyuan's leg, and said worriedly: "Dr. Liu checked and said that your leg needs to be taken care of recently, and it's a little tired. How about I send it for you tomorrow."

"Hey, what a big deal it can be."

Li Siyuan shook his head with a smile, and said: "It's okay to walk two steps. Those of us who have been young have a good life. We can still live until now, and we don't have two years to live. Take this opportunity to see each other more. It's one side."

When people get old, the people around them change, some people die, some people leave, it is inevitable to think a lot, and the mood becomes melancholy.

Li Jiahang didn't force it, and continued to press Li Siyuan's temple behind his back.

No one would have imagined that the domineering president in the outside world would obey his father's orders at home and take care of people so skillfully.

"By the way, where is Dr. Liu?"

Li Siyuan suddenly remembered that he still had a personal doctor, and as he got older, he forgot if he said he forgot.

"They were treating the two people who passed out on the ground."

Li Jiahang replied calmly, paused for a moment with the hands rubbing Li Siyuan's temples, and said with a slight change in tone, "According to Doctor Liu, the two of them were seriously injured, their bones were dislocated, and their internal organs were damaged, but also, their bodies It is also different from ordinary people, according to estimates, they may wake up tomorrow morning."

Li Siyuan smiled and said, "Just wake up."

Li Jiahang hesitated for a moment, pressed it to Li Siyuan's ear, and said, "Father, I have seen their bodies. They are all scars accumulated over the years, and their identities may be different from ordinary people. Take a look."

Stand tall and look far.

Li Jiahang clearly knows that there are still problems in this world that money cannot solve.

The two people who were rescued did not know whether they were good or bad.

A good man is the grace of a drop of water, and the spring will repay him.

The bad guys are the grace of saving lives, and the favor will be repaid with revenge.

"I know."

Li Siyuan didn't care at all, waved his hands, and said, "I've saved everything, but I'm tired of thinking about it so much."

Li Jiahang smiled wryly, and said, "Father, why are you suddenly thinking about saving people today?"

Li Siyuan suddenly remembered Mr. Bolton's words in "Miguel Street".

"I'm doing something unrecognizable."

"Can't you call it a hall of fame?"

Li Jiahang was slightly stunned, only thinking that he seemed to have heard this sentence somewhere before, leaving only a blank look on his face.

"Right, that is it."

Li Siyuan's back seemed to be much straighter.

Li Jiahang was speechless, but still followed his father's instructions, and still planned to build a line of defense in his heart to take precautions.

After all, listen to Dr. Liu.

The physical fitness of that Chinese and foreigner is much higher than that of ordinary people, which is very dangerous.

Such a dangerous person, don't be on guard.

Li Jiahang was always worried.

Outside the Capital Circle.

On an off-road vehicle, the only person on board is the driver.

The black clothes didn't look tight, but were puffed up by his muscles, clearly showing the outline of his muscles.

The short hair is combed into a fashionable head shape, and the chiseled cheeks look very indifferent.

Chewing a piece of gum in his mouth, a pair of restrained eyes looked around the surrounding night, like a giant tiger lurking in the night.

"Report, No. [-] found no trace of criminal gang members."

No. [-] backed out of the car door, carrying a flashlight in his hand, and the bright daylight swept by, frowned, and said calmly.

At his left ear, a small piece of high-end equipment is fixed there.

"No. [-], the target person is seriously injured, and the difficulty of the hunting mission has been downgraded. Currently, you are alone in carrying out the hunting mission. You may have any objections."

A cold and indifferent voice sounded in his ears.

No. [-]'s expression remained the same as before, as if putting life and death on the line, and said calmly: "Report, no objection, and promise to complete the task."

"Others were on other missions to find links between members of the gang.

On the [-]th, you must ensure the success of this operation and eradicate the danger from China. "

"Report, understand."

"No. [-] report, the vehicles of the criminal gang members were abandoned in the suburbs."

"No. [-], did you hear that?"

"Report, I heard."

"They were seriously injured and couldn't run very far. They searched for twenty miles around the abandoned vehicle. The main search areas included mountains, crop fields, and villages. At the same time, on the [-]rd, you investigate the surrounding surveillance and screen out vehicles that may have problems. Minimize the chances of them escaping in transport."

"Received on the third."

"Received on the ninth."

"Perform the mission."

"Yes."

Late at night, not calm.

In the past, there were many cars passing by on the dark land in the suburbs, and bunches of lights seemed to blind people's eyes.

In the middle of the night, a farmer got up at night, squinting his eyes to look at his crop field, rubbed it suddenly, stared at the light from the crop field with wide eyes, and couldn't help but say, "Damn it."

The farmer lost all sleepiness, turned around to look around, and finally returned to the house with an ax for chopping wood, and shouted: "Mother, there is a thief in our field, I will drive him away, what the hell, Dare to steal my things."

The rural woman who was sleeping on the kang was startled when she heard this, put on her clothes and got up, saying, "I'm going too."

"What are you doing, a bitch, scratching people!"

The farmer was quite disdainful, picked up the flashlight, took the ax and went out in a big cloth coat, saying, "I'm leaving."

"Little bastard, if you dare to steal from me, I'll see if I don't deal with you."

Far away, the voice came.

"Susu."

Shuttle in the farmland that was about to grow, the farmer was very courageous, carrying an ax and rushing around, focusing on finding the thief.

It is not easy for farmers to plant a little land, and they just count on this little land to support their families.

Now there is a thief thinking about it, what is the difference from thinking about his life-saving money.

Although the farmers are very fast and careless, the roots and leaves of the crops are not damaged very much.

It can be seen that he is also cautious.

But, unfortunately, when he arrived, he couldn't find the thief with the flashlight.

Not even the lights.

"Grass mud horse."

Lights shone on the land.The farmer snorted and cursed.

I was really depressed, but fortunately, the crops were not damaged, as if no one had been there.

The farmer was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know why he thought that no one had ever used the word in his mind.

Thinking about it this way, he realized that the crops here seemed to have never been visited by anyone, and the only trace left was behind him.

"hiss."

Immediately the farmer felt a little cold, hugged the ax and the flashlight in his arms, and hurried home.

It was as if there was some wild beast following behind him.

After returning home, he was still a little worried about his own land, squatting at the door, guarding the crop field with an axe.

As long as there are still lights coming from the crop fields, he will definitely dare to go there.

Although still a little scared.

The exit of this village.

No. [-] walked out of the night, with grass blades and dead grass still on his body, and mud on his shoes.

Only his expression was as indifferent as ever.

"Report, no target mission found."

"Got it, keep searching."

"Yes."

"No. [-], your equipment hasn't arrived yet. I asked No. [-] to send you heat detection glasses and other equipment."

"Okay." Concise and clear.

"Stay where you are and don't move, I'm almost there."

"it is good."

In the middle of the night, the light of the moon is even brighter.

The lights went out.

Regardless of the city or the countryside, at this time, almost all those who should sleep and those who should not sleep are asleep.

In this quiet night of voices.

There are frogs in the pond beating their gills, and the sound is ups and downs.

There are Xia Chan neighing in the trees, and crickets singing and dancing on the ground.

Mosquitoes are not willing to be lonely, flying in the air, fully integrated into the night, trying to break through the barriers of the mosquito net and suck fresh blood.

Huge animals are imprisoned in zoos.

Otherwise, they will not be willing to be lonely.

This is the time of awakening, the time when humanity goes dormant and other life takes over again.

so short.

But, tonight.

Another footstep followed.

He seems to have no direction, no purpose, wandering around.

As if looking for something.

In this sleeping night, the footsteps did not arouse anyone's vigilance.

"Number nine."

"exist."

The footsteps stopped and seemed to be listening carefully.

"There is also dried blood in the weeds beside the road in Lingdong Village. According to visual inspection, the difference between the time of retention and the time of disappearance of the target person is less than half an hour."

"Have you tested your DNA?"

No. [-] leaned forward and raised his head to look in one direction. At some point in front of him, he was wearing glasses similar to sunglasses, which looked very strange.

The direction of Lingdong Village should be in this direction.

"It is currently being sent to the prosecutor's office, but the components in the blood have dried up, and it will take time to determine whether it belongs to the target person."

"Has Lingdong Village been inspected?"

"We are not sure whether the target person is there. This is your task on the [-]th."

"Understood, I'll go right away."

"Be careful. After so long, the target person may recover from his injuries and have the ability to fight back."

"receive."

After the conversation, No. [-] walked in that direction indifferently, the footsteps gradually disappeared, and merged into the darkness again, leaving only the sound of frogs and cicadas behind.

In the early morning, a fish-belly white color just appeared on the horizon, and the sky was not completely bright yet.

The shadow of the bright moon in the sky is still there, as if reluctant to part.

In front of the villa near the mountain, a guest came.

He was wearing black clothes and black trousers, and his shoes were still stained with mud. He raised his indifferent eyes and stared at the villa in front of him.

At the foot of the mountain behind him, cooking smoke curled up from the chimney, exuding a pungent smell.

Rural people generally get up early and go to bed early.

Of course, this is limited to the elderly, and the younger generation can't wait to sleep until the next night.

No. [-] looked at a car parked randomly in the yard, condensed slightly, and naturally he had heard No. [-]'s report yesterday.

The car in front of him is the most eye-catching in that report.

The car of Capital Group CEO Li Jiahang.

No. [-]'s indifferent eyes narrowed slightly, and the report said that Li Jiahang's father, Li Siyuan, had also returned.

Li Siyuan is also famous.

He won the banner of being helpful, and according to their records, Li Siyuan is a good person.

But this good man has a peculiarity.

That is to be willing to help others, to save lives and heal the wounded.

It's just that this feature is a bit eye-catching!

No. [-] looked up, his glasses were put away, his backpack was tightly tied around his waist, and he jumped up and pressed it on the top of the villa's gate, as if he had no weight.

There is an electric current on the door, flowing and moving.

No. [-] was unharmed, because he had a glove on his hand.

He turned over and looked up, but his expression was serious.

An old man wearing a training suit and looking immortal was looking at him with a wooden sword, he stopped slowly, and walked forward wearing cloth shoes.

"Jiahang, there are guests at home, prepare tea."

(End of this chapter)