Chapter 17 Lao Tzu Is a Soldier

Zhang Xiaokang was completely stunned. △￠Crazy text

Body trembling.

I thought it was a very good opportunity to curry favor with Zhang Tiehong, but as everyone knows, the other party's background is even bigger.

Yangcheng's real estate business is like a crucian carp crossing the river. Although Zhang Tiehong has a certain reputation, he is far from Zheng Haitian, a well-known philanthropist. This point, Zhang Xiaokang is very clear.

Snapped!

He couldn't help but slap himself, knowing this earlier, he wasn't so fierce towards Luo Feng in the car just now.

Zhang Xiaokang wanted to cry but had no tears. In case the other party wanted to retaliate against him, with Zheng Haitian's energy, it would be as easy as the palm of his hand to suppress a squad leader of his own police station.

"Go over and apologize yourself." Chen Fenglai looked angry and cold.

Zhang Xiaokang hesitated for a while, then turned around and walked out.

The interrogation room was extremely silent.

Tang Da'er's mood had completely calmed down, and he couldn't hide his panic and looked around.

After all, he was just an ordinary middle school student. He was in the interrogation room of the police station. He was still a prisoner. I take all the responsibility alone!"

Luo Feng's face was calm, this was the second time he had walked into such a place in a few days.

He patted Tang Da'er's shoulder with a slight smile, "Let's just wait and see."

"No, Brother Feng, I'm serious." Tang Da'er said eagerly, "I was destined to end my academic career after high school, but Brother Feng, you are different. You are determined to be admitted to Zhejiang University. I've delayed your studies!"

"Big Er, calm down first." Luo Feng patted him on the shoulder, his eyes clear as water, "I said, I won't abandon my comrades! If it's a brother, we'll take care of it together!"

Tang Da'er's lips trembled, and he felt as if his throat was looking at Luo Feng with a choked expression.

Bang!

The door to the interrogation room opened. ∈♀ pen crazy text

Zhang Xiaokang walked in with a complicated and embarrassing look.

Two police officers followed behind him.

Tang Da'er's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously stood up straight, his hands bound by handcuffs.

"Today's affairs have nothing to do with my brother Feng!" Tang Da'er gritted his teeth and said.

Zhang Xiaokang smiled wryly, it's about it, I don't have the guts to lynch your brother Feng!

"Open the handcuffs." Zhang Xiaokang motioned, and one of the police officers stepped forward and opened Tang Da'er's handcuffs.

Tang D'Er was stunned and looked at Zhang Xiaokang with puzzled eyes.

Ten minutes ago, this police officer Zhang was yelling at him fiercely. Why did he suddenly seem to have changed?

"Cough, it's like this." Zhang Xiaokang said in a low voice, "We have already investigated the whole thing. It is wrong for you to beat people, but after verification, you are in self-defense. So, you can now gone."

"What?" Tang Da'er was dumbfounded.

Luo Feng's eyes flashed with surprise.

The change in the attitude of this police officer before and after is too big.

At first, Luo Feng subconsciously felt that there would be a conspiracy. However, things went smoothly beyond his expectations. Zhang Xiaokang personally sent him out of the door of the police station.

"Luo-Luo Feng." Zhang Xiaokang walked to Luo Feng's side, his face arched with a smile, "At the school, our police will send someone to clarify, this matter, you are completely self-defense." Said, Zhang Xiaokang suddenly lowered his voice, "Help me say hello to Mr. Zheng."

Luo Feng was startled, as if he understood something, and after a while, he nodded lightly.

It wasn't until he got in the taxi back to school that Tang Da'er came back with a daze, he couldn't help slapping himself, and immediately jumped up, extremely surprised and excited, "I-I'm not dreaming!"

Luo Feng could naturally understand Tang Da'er's mood.

I thought I came to the police station, but I didn't know what kind of interrogation I was going to face, but I didn't expect to go around and come out again.

It gives the feeling of a day trip to the police station.

"Of course you're not dreaming." Luo Feng smiled slightly, "The feeling of throwing Zhang Qiang into the cesspool, can dreaming be so pleasant?"

"Yes, dreaming is not so pleasant!" Tang Da'er clenched his fists tightly, his expression excited.

After a while, Tang D'Er raised his eyes to look at Luo Feng, and suddenly looked solemn, "Brother Feng, I'm sorry."

"What's wrong?" Luo Feng was puzzled.

"I lied to you." Tang Da'er gritted his teeth and said word by word, "I'm going home—in fact, I don't need to take the bus, it's near the school."

Luo Feng was stunned and looked at Tang Da'er even more puzzled.

Tang Da'er's eyes struggled for a while, and he said softly, "Brother Feng, do you know why Zhang Qiang calls me Tang Special Forces?"

This is what Luo Feng has been puzzled about all the way.

"Because, my father was a soldier!" At this moment, Tang Da'er's tears couldn't stop surging.

There is one thing that has been held deep in his heart for too long.

Today, he decided to vent.

More importantly, Brother Feng treats himself as a brother and can no longer hide it from him.

The car slowly stopped at an intersection.

Luo Feng got out of the car, raised his eyes and glanced around. This slightly worn-out excuse was about 500 meters away from Bauhinia Middle School. There are some potholes on the cement slabs on the street, and a construction team is repairing them, making a roaring sound.

"This way." Tang Da'er led Luo Feng into an alley and stopped in front of a locked iron gate.

Luo Feng raised his head, this is a rental house!

Luo Feng did not rush to speak out, and followed Tang Da'er to the third floor.

The moment Tang Da'er took out the key and pushed the door, a strong and pungent smell of alcohol rushed out like sea water.

However, Tang Da'er seems to have become accustomed to it.

"Brother Feng, please come in."

Luo Feng nodded.

The layout of the room was somewhat unexpected to Luo Feng.

This rental house looks a bit shabby, and the moment the door was just opened, the house was full of alcohol. Luo Feng could imagine the scene inside the room, it must be a mess.

But what Luo Feng saw in his eyes was another scene.

A hall of about 30 square meters, sofas, tables and chairs, old-fashioned TV sets, etc. are placed extremely simply and neatly, and the surrounding walls are painted white. The first thing that caught Luo Feng's attention was a photo hanging on the wall!

It's a great photo!

Nearly a hundred people wore military uniforms and their bodies were as straight as steel.

At the bottom of the photo, a line of words is printed——

Group photo of veterans from the 17th Division of Jiandao, the 39th Regiment of the Shenyang Military Region!

"The Sharp Knife Team?" Luo Feng's eyes quickly flashed a hint of surprise.

In a flash.

Tang Da'er didn't notice Luo Feng's strangeness.

Everything in the house is very neat and clean.

It seems to inherit the simple style of the military!

Tang Da'er pushed open a door.

On the bed in the room, a figure was soundly asleep, holding a wine bottle in his arms.

In stark contrast to the drunk, the cleanliness of the room.

"He's my dad." Tang Da'er walked over, carefully took the wine bottle from his palm, picked up the square folded quilt next to him and covered him, and the two quietly exited the room.

"Brother Feng, don't you think everything in the room is strange." Tang Da'er said slowly, "Although my dad spends more time drunk than sober all year round, everything in this room belongs to him. Packed up!"

"My dad often said something - even if he was drunk, I was still a soldier!"

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