photosensitive effect

Chapter 26 26

In the summer of 2003, Beijing.

"What are you doing here?" Qi Yu wiped the sweat off his face, "Zhang Qiling, the commander has issued a death order, and no one can let you come. You are not making me suffer."

"It has nothing to do with him."

"Can you be so stubborn..."

"Can you forget to know Yuchen?"

"……cannot."

"Each each other."

"Damn, it's not a nature, brother, you..."

"Aren't you the same."

"There's a reason why the commander didn't let you know. You have a very bright future, so you can't bear this kind of stain." Qi Yu decided that he was about to be driven crazy. Why do you need to take such trouble?"

"I just want to know the truth."

"you……"

Qi Yu was helpless, and while Zhang Qiling turned his head, he gave him a middle finger, then put on the sunglasses that never left his body and continued to walk deep into the alley.This was not his first time here, but it was the first time he saw Zhang Qiling coming here.

Zhang Qiling followed behind Qi Yu, he didn't want to do anything, he wanted to let nature take its course.What happened decades ago has nothing to do with him, but it deeply affects the present of him and the Zhang family.No, not only the Zhang family, but also all the people and things that used to fight openly and secretly here in that era are mixed into an intertwined net, which cannot be untied.

Zhang Qiling felt that he was a fish in the net, and wanted to escape from the shackles, but there was always a force that dragged him, making him unable to move forward even a single step.

He would rather be taught by the people of the world than let him know what the truth is. He has seen a small flame, but it is a pity that it extinguished too quickly.

The alley is very narrow, and it is impossible for vehicles to pass through here. It is more than enough for two people to walk side by side, but it is difficult for three people.It was a cloudy day and very hot, Qi Yu felt a little out of breath.

"Master Six?"

The old man with white hair in a black mandarin jacket sat on the threshold of the small courtyard, knocked on the threshold with a copper pipe in his hand: "Here again? Blind man, you have been working hard lately... Who is that behind?"

Qi Yu twitched the corner of his mouth: "Zhang Qishan's youngest son."

"Buddha's youngest son... so old?"

The old man squinted his eyes and looked up and down the spirit.A boy of eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a dark T-shirt and denim trousers, did not see him sweating on such a hot day, his face was still a little immature, but the indifference in his eyes was exactly the same as that of Zhang Qishan when he was young.

He suddenly saw Zhang Qishan who had just put on the army uniform 40 years ago, leaving that chaotic world so resolutely, and has since put aside everything in the dark world.

"I thought that old boy Zhang Qishan had long forgotten about us bunch of bad old men." The old man took a puff of cigarette and slowly exhaled smoke rings, "Did your father ask you to come?"

"No."

"Does he know you're coming?"

"do not know."

"Young man is so courageous," Liu Ye smiled, "Do you know who I am?"

"The black-backed sixth child in Kowloon, Hong Kong."

"Who told you that?"

"No one told me."

The black-backed sixth son paused for a moment while packing his pipe: "What are you here for? If you want to ask about 40 years ago, go back and ask your father, I don't know anything."

"I don't want to ask."

"You are exactly the same as your old man when you were young."

"Master Six will tell."

"How do you know I'm going to say it?"

"I don't know. Intuition."

Qi Yu quietly looked at the black-backed sixth son, this old man usually seldom talks, if he talks a lot, it means he is angry.But now he can't see any anger, he really wants to stretch out his hand and pull Zhang Qiling to make him stop talking, but even if he reminds him, it probably won't do anything to that stubborn young master of the Zhang family.

Heibei Lao Liu put down his cigarette stick, stood up with the door frame, and asked Zhang Qiling with a half-smile: "How did your father come back to Beijing, do you know?"

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