The First Light

It has been a day since the little poison king Lang Kun received a call from his father. The content of the call was simple: meet.

And just for this meeting alone, Lang Kun stayed alone in the study for a whole day. It wasn't because he wanted to recall the happy time in his childhood, or because his father, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, finally opened up to him, and he was very grateful.In fact, what Lang Kun was considering were two doubts about this meeting.Pichai asked him to meet him in Bangkok. What does this mean? On the surface, he ran all the way to Bangkok to take care of his youngest son who didn’t like the Golden Triangle. The base camp was set ablaze by Pichai.

The second question is, is the reason for meeting him simply because he performed a trick to make his father think that his life was being threatened?Pichai is not so stupid. Of course, the essence of the bitter plan is not this. Lang Kun’s purpose is to do something to himself before others do it to him, so that others can relax the nerves that have been tense to deal with him, so that he can help himself. Time to breathe.Therefore, Pichai's meeting with him this time should not be simply a greeting.Think hard without any clue.

Lang Kun is familiar with everything in Bangkok, where he spent his middle school time.Yanling, Dr. Qi got off the car with him, and came to the hotel that Pichai had made an appointment with.

According to the requirements, Yanling and Dr. Qi were not qualified to go upstairs. They sat in the lobby of the hotel with Pichai's entourage and waited.

Lang Kun went upstairs alone. There were no guards outside the appointed room. He knocked on the door twice, and the door was opened.

"Come in." Pichai turned his head away and sat on the sofa.

Lang Kun walked up to him and whispered, "Father."

"You don't need to call me father anymore." Pichai looked sideways at Lang Kun's injury, "Is your injury healed?"

"It hurt a little bit." Lang Kun was a little confused, what did "don't need to call father anymore" mean, at least a hundred possibilities appeared in his mind, or this or that.

"You don't have to think about it." Pichai motioned him to sit down, "I think you are dying, of course, if someone wants to attack you like this in the future, I might not. It is also possible that you want to commit suicide. So I still tell you You are telling the truth."

Pichai spoke very fast, and he didn't give Lang Kun time to think. In fact, since Lang Kun was a child, Pichai didn't like this illegitimate child who loves to think too much.

"What truth?" Lang Kun asked.

"I'm not your father." Pichai said while looking out the window, as if he didn't want to see Lang Kun's expression after hearing this.

Lang Kun thought about many kinds of conversations after the meeting. The sentence "I am not your father" was indeed beyond his expectation. If it was true, then all the unfair treatment he had received since he was a child would be said It makes sense, then he is not a dissatisfied son, but a bastard who eats under the eaves of others. From this point of view, everything they do is reasonable.This is really a good way to solve the problem.

"Yes, that's how dead you are now!" Pichai was dissatisfied when he saw Lang Kun's indifferent expression, "You have been like this since you were a child. If it weren't for the sake of your dead parents, I would definitely I won’t raise a little bastard like you! Why don’t you ask some questions? Why don’t you speak!”

"I'll listen to you." Lang Kun looked away. In fact, he was already making plans in his heart. He really couldn't guess what Pichai would say next, so he just didn't think about it.

"I saw that you were bombed recently. I'm afraid that if something happens to you, it would be a pity if I didn't even have time to tell you about it." Pichai turned his gaze out of the window again. Lang Kun noticed that when he spoke just now , still looking energetic, suddenly became a little melancholy, Pichai sighed, "Your father is called Zhang Meng. He is a good friend of mine in China and also my partner. When he came to Myanmar to make jadeite I got to know the business, and I hit it off with him and made good friends. Later, once he brought his wife and you to Thailand, we chatted for a long time, and you were arrested by the police when you went back. Ah Meng, it’s you Dad, I didn’t do tobacco business, but the police in China couldn’t catch him, so they took him as the culprit. He was charged and sentenced to death. Your mother took you back to Thailand to find me, and I put you in place. In Bangkok, it’s a pity that your mother passed away not long ago.” Pichai was a little sad, lowered his head, and said softly, “So, according to the rumors, you are an illegitimate child.”

"Tell me this, what's the point?"

"I'm telling you! Don't die easily! You still have revenge!" The old poison king stood up majestically, took out a photo from his hand, and threw it on the ground, "Look! It's him!"

Lang Kun looked down at the photo on the ground, and slowly bent down to pick it up. Although the photo was in color, it had turned yellow due to age. There was a Chinese policeman in the photo, wearing an old-fashioned dark green police uniform. Pressing a person's head, that person's face did not lift up.

"The one who is being held down is your father, Zhang Meng." Pichai sat back on the chair and said softly, "The one holding him down is the policeman who ruined your family. His name is Zhang Tianming."

"Zhang Tianming?" Lang Kun held the photo and asked in a low voice, "His name is Zhang Tianming?"

"Yes." Pichai nodded, "Your name is Zhang Jiu. So, Zhang Jiu, if you have some free time, don't do anything else, go and find out these things first! In case I die in the future and see Ah Meng , there is no way to explain it!"

On the way back from Bangkok, Lang Kun fell silent. The reason why the old poison king Pichai met him this time was beyond his expectations. He never thought that today, this father whom he has always hated, He would actually tell himself such a secret that all the preparations he had made before coming here were in vain, meaningless.

Right now, his original hatred for Pi Chain has turned into grace, which makes it difficult for him to accept. Do you still want the Golden Triangle?want.Do you want to clean up those hozens?want.Pichai and his sons, he still has to clean up. The Golden Triangle, and even bigger markets, will be his stage alone. His plans will not stop, and of course they will not stop because of his own ridiculous life experience. Although there is no reason to hate the Pichai family, this will not be the reason for him to stop. On the contrary, he can crush them all to pieces without psychological pressure.

In addition, the policeman who ruined his own family became the target of Lang Kun, which excited Lang Kun so much. Sitting in the car, he couldn't help but fantasize about how to kill him to enjoy himself.The clue that Pichai gave him was that this person was Zhang Tianming, and he was originally from Y City, N Province. This was the poor news that Pichai had investigated back then.

Back home, Langkun gave Yanling the three requirements of Zhang Tianming, N province, and Y city. Within a few days, Yanling found twenty people who met his age in Y city of N province through his money network. And Zhang Tianming with gender conditions, three of them are civil servants and two are police officers.A week later, Yanling brought the photos of the 20 people to Lang Kun. After comparison, the policeman Zhang Tianming and the executioner who imprisoned her father looked exactly the same.

After locking the target, Lang Kun began to sit in the study and think about how to take revenge on him so as to maximize the joy. He thought of a lot of ideas, but no matter what, he felt that it was too easy to die, ruin his reputation and so on, and it was too much for him. Don't worry, he ordered Yanling to find Zhang Tianming's relatives network, especially his children, in the shortest possible time.

Not long after, some information about the children of Zhang Tianming, a public security officer in Y City, N Province, was handed over to Lang Kun.

After looking at it for a while, Lang Kun became excited, especially after seeing City L. This is really a coincidence given to me by God. It seems that I will go to City L too.

Just then, Pichai's call came again.

"Lang, no, Zhang Jiu."

"Call it whatever you want. Anything."

"I don't know if you still remember that you called Zhang Jiu. Anyway, after I came back that day, I also sent someone to investigate Zhang Tianming, and found that his son is also a policeman, not in City Y, but in Province N. City L, you can attack him. Let Zhang Tianming experience the feeling of losing a child."

Lang Kun hangs up the phone in a coping manner, and there is an open document in his hand. In the photo frame, there is a photo of Zhang Chen printed. At that time, he had short hair and a smile on his face.