The Strongest Soldier in the City

Qin Mo Nong looked at Chen Liuhe, hesitated to say, "Those who used to stand firm have already shaken their positions. To be honest, even we are almost unable to tell who is good and who is bad, you After being away for so long, it’s hard to see through people’s hearts, so be careful.”

Chen Liuhe smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, I know it well."

The car drove into the urban area of ​​Bianzhou. Chen Liuhe didn't go anywhere, first rushed to the old town where he once lived.

It's still that old alley. It hasn't been back for so long, and it hasn't changed at all.

It was still in that dilapidated little yard. Chen Liuhe opened the door and walked in. Seeing everything in front of him, he couldn't help being stunned.

There is no edge at all, what it used to be, and what it is still like now, the yard is very clean, there is no gray layer.

In the corner of the courtyard wall, there is also the dilapidated tricycle that used to fight with Chen Liuhe.

Touching the scene to give birth to love, everything here brings deep memories to Chen Liuhe.

"Liuhe, we know that this place has a lot of affection for you, so we bought this place a long time ago, and we will always clean it carefully to keep it as it was."

Qin Ruohan said softly: "When we miss you, we often come here to sit down. Here, we will all feel closer to you."

Hearing this, Chen Liuhe took a deep breath and glanced at the three women, his eyes full of guilt and tenderness.

He pushed Shen Qingwu's wheelchair and stepped into the courtyard.

"Huang Wanwan came here once, but we didn't let him in. He just stood outside the door and stood quietly for a few hours..." Qin Mo Nong said.

Hearing this, Chen Liuhe and Shen Qingwu both froze slightly, without saying much, and wandering around in the yard.

Looking at the furnishings in the yard, Chen Liuhe and Shen Qingwu both had a lot of impressive memories in their minds. Thinking of their time in Bianzhou at that time, compared to this time, perhaps, at that time It's really happy...

"Liuhe, how long will you stay here this time?" Qin Mo Nong said to Chen Liuhe with a few people sitting down in the courtyard.

Chen Liuhe said: "Time is running out. Just stay one day and leave tomorrow."

Hearing that, the minds of the three women sank slightly, but they were not unreasonable people, and they did not show any emotions, but just sat there silently.

Chen Liuhe said, "It's okay, I believe we will meet again soon, and there will be no obstacles at that time."

Qin Ruohan exhaled secretly, squeezed out a smile, and said, "Liuhe, how do you plan today? Are we staying here?"

Chen Liuhe checked the time. It was five minutes past eleven in the morning. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, wait a minute."

Not long after, footsteps sounded outside the courtyard, and then a group of people rushed forward.

There are a lot of people, as many as five or six.

Seeing these people, Chen Liuhe laughed and stood up to greet the past.

And these people are all smiling. They are not others. They are the people who have had the best relationship with Chen Liuhe. They can also be regarded as the Bianzhou dynasties who were personally supported by Chen Liuhe.

Zhao Jianglan, Gu Tingfeng, Zeng Xinhua, Liu Shaolin and Liu Yong were five people.

Behind the five people, there was a big teenage boy with a tiger-headed head, a pair of eyeballs turning very smart, giving people a strange feeling.

"Young Master Chen, how dare you let you stand up to greet you personally? Your posture makes us flattered." Zhao Jianglan bears the brunt and shook hands with Chen Liuhe very excited and said with emotion.

Now, now, Chen Liuhe, in their eyes, is really aloof, a national hero, and an existence who is about to ascend to the altar.

Chen Liuhe looked around at several people with a smile, pointing at Zhao Jianglan and cursing: "Hehe, as your status gets higher and higher, the level of this speech is getting higher and higher. Isn't it used to flattery? Is a set used on my head?"

Hearing this, everyone burst into laughter. Zhao Jianglan and others were moved in their hearts. They hadn’t seen him for so long. Although the young man in front of him had a different identity and soared into the sky, his personality seemed to have not changed at all. Still the same as before.

"Master Chen, we didn't pick you up at the highway intersection. Don't blame us. You know, who I am now..." Zeng Xinhua said cautiously, observing Chen Liuhe.

Chen Liuhe smiled and waved his hand: "It's okay, what I know in my heart is that I called Jiang Lan so that you don't have to be too swagger."

"Counting the time, we haven't seen each other for a year? The changes this year are really big..."

Zhao Jianglan patted Chen Liuhe's arm and said with emotion: "When you left Bianzhou, there was nothing, but now, you have changed, and you have already climbed up to the altar. Even such an incredible opponent was all stepped on by you. Underfoot."

"Liuhe, you are really a legend, a legend that continues to create miracles." Zhao Jianglan sighed with infinite emotion.

"Hehe, we're rare to meet, so let's not talk about it for now, let's go in, sit down, sit down," Chen Liuhe said.

At this moment, a figure swooped out from behind the five and hugged Chen Liuhe's legs and feet: "Brother Liu, your old man is finally back. Rulong wants to die for you, thinking day and night. miss you."

A ghost screamed, this big boy holding Chen Liuhe's legs and feet, who could be Zhao Rulong who is not Zhao Jianglan's son?

This is a guy who once vowed to be the number one dude in Bianzhou...

Chen Liuhe rolled his eyes, kicked out angrily, and kicked Zhao Rulong a big somersault: "Fun Duzi, the sixth brother is also your name? Uncle."

After being kicked, Zhao Rulong was not angry at all, and got up very numbly, with a grievance on his face, and weakly shouted: "Uncle Six."

A group of people burst into laughter.

Zhao Rulong also smiled and scratched his head, and immediately looked at Shen Qingwu who was sitting still with a cautious look, and shouted timidly: "Teacher..."

The person he respects most is undoubtedly Shen Qingwu, who used to respect him enough when he didn't know the weight of Shen Qingwu.

With the passage of time, he knew more about Shen Qingwu than before, and he became more respectful and even afraid.

He knew that this was a woman with a lot of legendary colors, and a woman who could be called a majestic peerless.

She stood too high, standing in the clouds.