General, please be a loyal minister!

——Sooner or later, he will leave this place, go to a bigger world, and become a great person.

Zhao Ji said this sentence countless times in his heart, but he has not done it until now.

He is only 12 years old, where can he go on his own?

Today, the man with a pretty face said that he could teach him to be a master.

This is a very big temptation.

But Zhao Ji didn't dare to agree, he didn't believe in Han Zhao.

Han Zhao felt too dangerous to him, like a sharp knife without a sheath, which could scratch people around him at any time.

And Han Zhao hated Liu Rui, hated him so much that he was going crazy, hated even the Liu family.

Assisting Zhao Ji was a very difficult but necessary decision for Han Zhao. He had to work hard to separate Zhao Ji from Liu Rui in his heart, so that he could face Zhao Ji with a normal heart.

He is willing to try his best for one person again, but if Zhao Ji grows into the second Liu Rui, he will definitely kill Zhao Ji.

Three days later, Zhao Ji did not come to Han Zhao, but this did not exceed Han Zhao's expectations, and he was not in a hurry, so he found a place to stay and waited for Zhao Ji's reply.

In the morning, Han Zhao went to a roadside stall for breakfast.

The steamed stuffed buns here are delicious—compared to the cook at the inn where Han Zhao lives.

Soon the boss brought up the steaming buns and a bowl of noodle soup.

Just as Han Zhao picked up a bun and was about to bite, he heard the sound of swallowing saliva. Han Zhao followed the sound and saw Geng Sangou standing beside him, staring at the bun in his hand eagerly.

There are not many people on the street in the morning, and these little beggars usually can't find anything to eat.

Geng Sangou's life creed is: To live is to eat in one bite.He was so hungry that he couldn't care less about anything.

So even though Han Zhao had just turned them upside down a few days ago, when he saw the food in Han Zhao's hand, he still posted it.

Geng Sangou is here, and Zhao Ji is probably not far away.

Han Zhao looked up and scanned the sparsely populated street, and sure enough, he saw Zhao Ji under the eaves of the rice shop across the street. Three dogs.

Sensing Han Zhao's gaze, he snorted and turned his head away.

Han Zhao handed the steamed bun to Geng Sangou: "Here."

Geng Sangou Xie didn't say a word, took the buns and ran away.

He returned to the eaves of the rice shop, broke off half of it and gave it to Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji glanced at Baozi, said something, but didn't answer.

So Geng Sangou enjoyed it happily.

Geng Sangou ate his mouth full of oil, while Zhao Ji stared angrily at Han Zhao with an empty stomach.

Han Zhao waved to Zhao Ji across the street, then pointed to the stool next to him.

—Come here and sit down.

Zhao Ji pretended not to see Han Zhao's hand gesture, and remained motionless, even averting his eyes.

Han Zhao got up and walked over, and while Zhao Ji shouted in protest, he picked him up by his collar.

Geng Sangou couldn't just eat now, he grabbed Zhao Ji and called out anxiously: "Boss!"

Han Zhao squinted at him and said coldly, "You stay here."

Seeing Han Zhao's cool gaze, Geng Sangou didn't dare to speak out, and even let go of his hands.

Zhao Ji was angry: Damn!This coward!

Han Zhao ignored Zhao Ji's resistance and yelling, dragged him back to the breakfast stand, and pinned him on the stool.

After finishing this, he returned to his seat and asked the boss to serve another basket of buns.

The steaming steamed stuffed bun was served quickly, and Zhao Ji was about to reach for it, when Han Zhao tapped the back of his hand with his chopsticks.

Pain.

Zhao Ji didn't dare to move.

Zhao Ji glared at Han Zhao.

Whether to show or not to eat, this guy is deliberately punishing him!

Under Zhao Ji's dissatisfied gaze, Han Zhao changed his pair of chopsticks, picked up his buns and ate leisurely.

He eats very well, not only can't hear a sound, even chewing has an elegant rhythm, he looks like the kind of son from a rich family.

However, Han Zhao's eating speed was not slow, and he finished his share soon.

After putting down his chopsticks and wiping his mouth, Han Zhaocai looked at Zhao Ji again.

He almost wrote the word "angry" on his face.

Han Zhao raised his eyebrows: "Angry?" Zhao Ji glared at him without answering.

"dissatisfied?"

"anger?"

Zhao Ji responded, but Han Zhao showed a mocking smile: "Is it useful? I should eat and drink."

"Why don't you have time to think about being angry, how can I make you happy and make me angry?"

Zhao Ji was startled, as if realizing something.

When Han Zhao dragged another basket of steamed buns in front of him, Zhao Ji suddenly sneezed on the steamed stuffed buns, and the spit of saliva sprayed evenly on every steamed stuffed bun.

Han Zhao didn't move, he gave Zhao Ji a meaningful look, and Zhao Ji looked back proudly.

Han Zhao pushed the bun away in disgust, and Zhao Ji went to get it, but Han Zhao slapped the back of his hand again.

Under Zhao Ji's angry gaze, Han Zhao took a chopstick dipped in the noodle soup and slowly wrote the word "天下" on the table.

After finishing writing, he pointed to the two characters and asked Zhao Ji: "Do you know him?"

Zhao Ji didn't know what Han Zhao was up to, but he still replied, "I know."

Han Zhao asked again, "How big do you think these two words are?"

Zhao Ji glanced at it: "It's a big slap."

"wrong!"

Han Zhao explained: "The word world is boundless...the world is also boundless."

When he spoke, his voice was slow, with an intimidating majesty that made people afraid not to hear his words in their hearts.

After finishing speaking, he dipped in the soup and wrote "Prisoner" again, and asked, "Do you know this character?"

Zhao Ji shook his head: "I don't know."

Han Zhaodao: "It's the word prisoner, the prisoner's prisoner. A person confined to a square inch is called a prisoner."

As he spoke, he tapped the word "person" in the middle with his chopsticks: "You are this person now."

Han Zhao originally wanted to say something more, but he stopped when he raised his eyes and saw two tolerance officers coming from the end of the street—they were the police officers who were knocked out by Han Zhao that day.

Those two idiots still think that he is a sapphire thief, and they have been looking for him. If they see him, they will not let him go.

Han Zhao's current identity is unclear, he doesn't want to mess with the government, so he can only avoid it as much as possible.

So he stopped what he was going to say, and pushed Baozi in front of Zhao Ji: "I will leave here at night in three days' time."

After saying this, Han Zhao gave Zhao Ji a meaningful look, got up and left.

Zhao Ji didn't move the buns on the table immediately, he was still thinking about Han Zhao's strange words just now.

The world is boundless, but he is confined to a square inch, that is - a frog at the bottom of a well!

He didn't know why Han Zhao said these words to him, but he realized that Han Zhao might understand him and understand his thoughts that were completely different from other children.

Zhao Ji began to think that Han Zhao might really be a suitable teacher for him...

"Old generation, if you don't eat it again...not seven...is it enough (Boss, if you don't eat it, you will be gone!)"

Just when Zhao Ji was about to think deeply, Geng Sangou's voice interrupted his thoughts.

Geng Sangou, who was originally staying across the street, ran over at some point, and was sitting next to him holding half a steamed bun, his mouth was so full that he couldn't speak clearly.

Zhao Ji looked again, isn't that his steamed stuffed bun?

Seeing this scene, he didn't care to think about any life issues anymore, and while cursing "Geng Sangou, you son of a bitch! Save some for me!", while throwing himself into the battle with Geng Sangou for food.

……

On this side, after listening to the conversation between Han Zhao and Zhao Ji, 1.0 is not calm: [Da Da, do you want to go?What about Emperor Ming?Don't you want it? 】

Han Zhao felt that the IQ gap between himself and 1.0 was too great, and there were obstacles in communication.

He sighed: "If he doesn't leave, I'll knock him out and take him away, okay!"

1.0 is relieved.

Giving up on Zhao Ji will not give up, after all, it is a meal ticket for the future.

But if Zhao Ji doesn't understand what he said, Han Zhao can only do as he said.

But that's just the worst case scenario. If possible, Han Zhao still doesn't want to form a relationship with his future boss so early.

……

For the next two days, Han Zhao did not appear in front of Zhao Ji again, but Zhao Ji was thinking about Han Zhao all the time.

In three days, the evil star will leave...

Two days left...

tomorrow……

The third day without seeing Han Zhao was also an ordinary day.

Zhao Ji threw the stolen purse to Geng Sangou and told him to arrange the meals for the brothers today, while he wandered around with his own hands. He knew every road here, and even the daily routine of wild cats and dogs in the city. .

Da Lang was closing the cake stall, he hurried home to be tender with his beautiful wife, but a certain handsome young man probably just got up from his wife's bed...

The very pungent little girl from Uncle Wang’s family used to be babbling and singing ditties today, because the poor guy she likes has shown her love to her, but she doesn’t know that Uncle Wang has already planned to betroth her to another family...

Zhao Ji knows all the secrets on this street, and he has a unique advantage here.

Yet he was annoyed by it.

—Everything is too mediocre.Endless dishes, rice, oil and salt, endless family short stories...

He turned the corner where he met Han Zhao that day, but today there was no cool man in black here, and Zhao Ji felt a sense of sadness out of thin air.

He looked up at the extremely narrow sky cut by the alley, and thought that the place where he lived since he was a child was only as big as the sky circled by the alley—he was the person in the prisoner.

Zhao Jifa was stunned for a while, then turned around abruptly and rushed out of the alley.

He gathered the little beggars under his command and announced: "I won't steal anything from now on, and I won't be your boss anymore."

The little beggars looked at Zhao Ji with strange expressions, and the outspoken Geng Sangou asked directly: "Boss, are you crazy again?"

Zhao Ji's face darkened, and he patted the back of his head.

Geng Sangou covered his head and dared not speak.

Under the doubtful eyes of the little beggars, Zhao Ji smiled brightly, pointed at the clear sky and grinned, "I'm going to travel the world!"

Geng Sangou turned his head to the little beggar next to him and said, "Look, the boss is saying this again! Has he successfully walked that time?"

Zhao Ji's longest record is to leave for three days and then come back disheartened.

Hearing Geng Sangou complain about himself, Zhao Ji's smile froze, and under the watchful eyes of all the beggars, he lifted his foot and took off his shoes.

Soon the street was filled with Geng Sangou's "happy" barks.

Seeing this, the little beggars also rushed to make trouble with Geng Sangou, Zhao Ji beat him, and Geng Sangou didn't want other little beggars to take advantage of his "second in command", so he avoided Zhao Ji. soles of their shoes, while fighting back at the little beggars.

A group of people quickly made a fuss.

After a while, the tired people lay down on the ground, looking up at the sky.

Zhao Ji sighed: "This time, maybe I really won't come back."

Geng Sangou responded, "Come on, I'll help you time it! Let's see if we can break the previous record."

Zhao Ji threw the unworn shoes at Geng Sangou again, and then heard Geng Sangou yell "Oh".

hit!

The author has something to say: Han Zhao (pointing to "Tianxia"): Do you know him?

Liu Ji: I don’t know

Han Zhao (pointing to "resign"): Do you know him?

Liu Ji: I don’t know

Han Zhao (takes out the resignation letter): sign here

Liu Ji: No way.I won't sign paperwork filled with words I don't know.

Han Zhao: Then what characters do you know?

Liu Ji: getting married