Kick the wrong car door and ride the wrong horse

Wu Fuqian hid in Meng Shiqing's residence, but Yan Qiaotian and Zhang Fujia were still looking for him outside without giving up.

"Brother, it looks like it's going to rain. Let's go back first. I haven't found it after searching for so many days. I'm afraid..." Zhang Fujia looked up at the rumbling sky and said awkwardly.

For some reason, Yan Qiaotian was deeply curious about the adoptive father mentioned by Zhang Fujia. He always felt that as long as he found this person, he would be able to be liberated.

"Okay, I've been looking for it for days, alas, there's no way to go on like this." Yan Qiaotian said dejectedly.

On the way back, Zhang Fujia, who had always been chattering, suddenly lost his voice. He always turned his head to look at Yan Qiaotian from time to time, as if he had something to say, but he didn't say it in the end. Yan Qiaotian felt his abnormality, But he didn't ask why.

It wasn't until he returned to the barracks that Zhang Fujia and Yan Qiaotian sat side by side in the tent, he sighed and asked, "Brother, do you think my adoptive father is really dead? He can't speak Japanese, so he must not be able to find something to eat." Yes, I'm afraid..."

"Definitely not." Yan Qiaotian said without any hesitation.

Zhang Fujia stared curiously at Yan Qiaotian's side face, pouted and asked, "Why?"

Yan Qiaotian turned to look at the frustrated Zhang Fujia, and said with a smile, "You see, he hasn't been pissed off by you, so he won't die so easily."

Zhang Fujia's eyes sank, and after casting a blank look at the other party, "Brother, are you praising me, or are you praising him?"

Yan Qiaotian took Zhang Fujia's shoulders, looked at the rain that had started to fall outside the tent, and said, "Tell me about your adoptive father, the more the better."

"Brother, you are not interested in my adoptive father, are you?" Zhang Fujia asked suspiciously.

"Yes, I'm interested in your adoptive father." Yan Qiaotian didn't look at him, but stared straight at the raindrops outside the tent.

Zhang Fujia sighed deeply: "Oh, maybe it's destined, those who like men will naturally be liked by men."

Yan Qiaotian was startled, and asked after a while: "You mean your adoptive father likes men?"

"I guess so." Zhang Fujia said uncertainly, "I came to Dongying with him, and met many women on the way, but he didn't even look at them, and he was not interested at all. This is not like what a normal man should have. So I think he probably doesn't like women."

Yan Qiaotian couldn't help but strengthen the hand holding Zhang Fujia's shoulder until Zhang Fujia yelled: "Brother, brother, it hurts, it hurts so much."

Yan Qiaotian let go of her hand this time, and said with a slightly embarrassed expression: "I'm sorry, I'm just curious, why do you like men?"

"What's so curious about this, brother, don't you also like men?" Zhang Fujia said indifferently.

"Me?" Yan Qiaotian raised his hand and tapped Zhang Fujia's head twice, and asked, "Who told you that I like men?"

Zhang Fujia rubbed his head quickly, and said unhappily: "Brother, please be gentle, you are stupid, you raise it?"

"Okay, I will take care of you."

"I'm too lazy to care about you." Zhang Fujia waved his hand and continued, "I've been with you for so long, can't you tell? Those big brothers in the military camp will look for women, but you would rather accompany me, a kid, to find someone. Even doing something meaningless, you said you don't like men, so is it possible that you still like women?"

"Who told you these unreasonable truths?" Yan Qiaotian stared at Zhang Fujia as if she was looking at a stranger she never knew.

"Oh, do you need someone else to tell you this? I'm not blind, so why can't I see it?" Zhang Fujia said disdainfully, shaking his hands.

"You..." Yan Qiaotian was about to say something, but was interrupted by a cry from outside.

"General, someone wants to see you."

Yan Qiaotian winked at Zhang Fujia, and saw him get up quickly, and immediately turned around and dodged behind the tent.

The person who came was a dark-looking man. From his words, Yan Qiaotian probably understood that this time it was the general who asked him to come over to help find a girl named Xiaojuan. Unknowingly startled, he calmly asked, "I wonder if the general knows that girl named Xiaojuan?"

The visitor bowed slightly, and said solemnly: "Of course I know, even if it turns into ashes, I will know."

Yan Qiaotian couldn't help being a little puzzled, he asked tentatively: "I don't know why the general is looking for such a little girl? Could it be that there is something special about her?"

The face of the visitor changed, and he sneered, "You don't have to worry about this, you just need to help find it. I'll go out and deploy people now." After speaking, he turned around and left the camp without looking back.

Yan Qiaotian fell into deep thought, he sighed lightly and turned around and sat on the general's chair.

Xiaojuan is Zhang Ji's daughter, she should have come to Dongying a long time ago, why did the other party only think of looking for her now?

Since the other party is now looking for her, does this mean that Xiaojuan has escaped, but she is only a girl in her teens, and she has no martial arts. How can she survive in such troubled times?

Just when Yan Qiaotian was thinking wildly, Zhang Fujia had come to him, his voice was very soft, and he seemed to be a little uneasy.

"Brother, who are they going to find Xiaojuan? Is her surname Zhang?"

Yan Qiaotian raised his head, his face was puzzled at first, and then changed into a surprised expression, and asked, "How do you know her surname is Zhang?"

Zhang Fujia lowered his head, and his hands kept twisting the corners of his clothes, as if hesitant, but when he looked up and saw Yan Qiaotian's anxious expression, he said with relief this time: "Brother, I actually know the name of my adoptive father." name, and also know why he came to Dongpu."

Yan Qiaotian's expression was even more puzzled, he stared at Zhang Fujia, "So you were lying to me before?"

"It's not a lie to you, it's just that I didn't tell you everything." Zhang Fujia relaxed, "My adoptive father's name is Zhang Ji, and he came to Dongying to find his daughter, and his daughter's name is Xiaojuan."

"Zhang Ji?" Yan Qiaotian repeated.

The sickly looking face seemed to appear in front of his eyes, but since he could live up to now, he must have faded away from his sickly look long ago, but he never thought that the other party would actually come to Japan in person.

Thinking of Zhang Ji made Yan Qiaotian think of Wu Fuqian. Whenever he thought of Wu Fuqian, he would never forget the scene of his death. After so long, every night when he went to sleep, he would still be awakened by nightmares.

But success is just around the corner, and he doesn't have to wait too long, he will definitely kill all the members of the Mu family, as well as Meng Shiqing and the others, to avenge Wu Fuqian.