The Wenhao system helped me become a killer

At that time, Zhang Ruolin wished he could drop everything and go for revenge. His family was destroyed and he lost everything.

But he still has a son, Xiao Shitou's life has just begun. If he is not settled down, Zhang Ruolin would not even dare to die.

Even the neighbors upstairs and downstairs who have lived together for so many years can betray their family, who else can they trust? Zhang Ruolin thought about it and it seemed that only the soft-hearted Shen Wenjiao could be the one who would definitely not let her little Shitou down.

At that time, he was really angry, so angry that his whole body was shaking, and he wished he had a dynamite in his hand so that he could take those bastards to die together. It seemed that misfortune had not only befallen him, but the filth hidden under the prosperity of the past was now uncovered.

Zhang Ruolin led a group of people who had no way out and future, and fought to the death. Anyway, as the saying goes, taking one away is not a loss, and taking two away is a profit.

He slowly stayed until the end, not because he cherished his life nor because he was scared by such a bloody and tragic death. He just wanted to send the culprit to the underworld to make amends to Manny. Such a disgusting person does not deserve to live in the world.

Perhaps people who have nothing will explode with reckless abandon! Zhang Ruolin now feels that his luck and operation at that time were simply amazing. But why couldn't such good luck favor him earlier!

Manny, in fact, he has never disliked you at all. Why can't you hold on a little longer, just a little longer, he will be home soon.

Zhang Ruolin thought he was going to die, but he was saved in the end. This time, with the hatred of the country and the family at the same time, Zhang Ruolin's belief was unprecedentedly firm. He really understood that if they didn't kill these jackals and drive them away, they would never have peace, and their stable and peaceful life would always be just a mirage, vulnerable to a blow.

Following the team on various missions, there were lurking and killings, and Zhang Ruolin even went to the battlefield in the end. When he thinks of those days now, they are filled with the stench of corpses, the smell of blood, and the smell of gunpowder on the battlefield.

The Anti-Japanese War was won, and the People's Republic of China was founded not long after. Zhang Ruolin suddenly seemed to have lost the direction of his life. Looking at his broken hands, it seemed that these hands could no longer do anything except shooting and killing people.

Zhang Ruolin always felt that he had many differences with this actively building society, and he was no longer used to such a life. However, he was old and sick, and the army didn't want him anymore.

He cannot bring trouble to the country and the organization, but what should he do?

"You have post-war syndrome. It's very simple. If you can't stay here, you can find another place. Why don't you work as a security guard in a school? Look at the flowers of the motherland and feel their vitality. Maybe you will feel much better."

Miss Shen's suggestion seemed good. Zhang Ruolin thought he was not a qualified father. At the age when his child needed a father the most, he was always away and could not even give his child a guarantee. Maybe he should go and see where Xiao Shitou went to school.

After all, Zhang Ruolin was a hero who had fought for the Party and the people for half his life. He just wanted to be a security guard in the school where his child had attended. This request, which was not too difficult, was quickly agreed to.

To be honest, Zhang Ruolin didn't know whether the flowers of the motherland could be successful in the future, but looking at such a lively campus and the vitality and hope on the children's faces, he seemed to get better slowly.

"Dad, drink it! Look what I brought you today?" A tall and strong man wearing sunglasses knocked on the door and came in carrying a thermos bag.

Seeing him changing his shoes and taking the dishes and chopsticks with familiarity, I knew he came here often.

"Xiao Shitou, you are here. I went to Shanghai to visit your Aunt Shen. How are they? By the way, do they like the little mooncakes and nuts toys I carved for them?" No matter they were familiar comrades or acquaintances, they all had their own lives over the years, and they drifted apart without realizing it.

It's not that they have no contact at all, but now society is developing faster and faster, they have to adapt to this society, plan for their children, and start to calculate for their own selfishness. The brothers who originally trusted each other with life and death are now somewhat speechless.

Zhang Ruolin was too lazy to care but he was not a masochist either. He had seen enough of this kind of look when he was young and now he wanted to live a more leisurely and comfortable life.

"I like it, I like it very much. Here, Aunt Shen asked me to bring it to you. She said this is a time-honored brand that has reopened." Zhang Shengli swiftly took out the fresh snacks. It was really fresh. He had just returned to Beijing by express from Shanghai. He came here without stopping. The insulation bag worked well. It was still a little warm!

"Oh, this is pork ribs and rice cake! I haven't eaten this for many years. Well, it's as delicious as always." In fact, the first time Zhang Ruolin ate this was when Shen Wenjiao invited him. At that time, he dragged Shen Wenjiao around Shanghai every day, and they ate a lot of delicious food together.

"Let's not talk about other things first, but your Aunt Shen is definitely a picky eater. If she can approve of a delicacy, there must be no bad ones. I still remember there was a shop that made lei sha yuan. It was so fragrant that you could smell it all over the street. By the way, have you tried xiao long bao? I feel like the new shops here just can't make it taste like this. It's always a little worse than what I remember..."

Zhang Shengli watched his father eat with a sip of wine and a bite of food, feeling a bit complicated. He opened his mouth, looked at his father's white hair and the deep wrinkles and scars on his face, and tried to persuade him for the first time, "Dad, do you want to come back with me? I'm worried about you staying here alone!"

There is no way. Zhang Ruolin is different from Shen Wenjiao, who has always been pampered. Now when they stand together, they are like two different generations.

"No, I'm living a very comfortable life now. When the students have a holiday, I'll go and see you filming. You're busy filming on the set every day, and there won't be anyone at home even if I go back. I might as well stay at school! Seeing those kids makes me feel comfortable."

Zhang Ruolin waved his hand. He loved his job and was now the most popular security guard in the school.

Students: Who wouldn't like a security guard who not only doesn't get angry when you're late, but also secretly helps open the door. The most important thing is that he generously provides hot water, and occasionally feeds you braised eggs, braised pork ribs and the like.

Dean: Uncle Zhang, could you please remember to take note of the names of the children who are late?

Zhang Ruolin: Huh? What are you talking about? I am old and sometimes I can’t see clearly.