Chapter 921 Father and Son Recognition (2)

Because Jing Zhi's head was still hurting unbearably, and he couldn't even maintain his body balance, so he couldn't walk fast. Jing Yiran caught up after a while.

After walking for a while, Jing Zhi suddenly turned around and sneered: "Get away, or I'll kill you! Are all the people sent by the killer organization so low-level now? It's a miracle that you can survive to this day with your tracking level! "

Jing Yiran couldn't help being taken aback, and subconsciously said: "I'm not one of them!"

"no?"

Jing Zhi frowned: "Who are you then? A doctor from the Institute of Virology?"

Jing Yiran finally realized at this moment that Jing Zhi regarded him as someone from there.

He shook his head and said in a low voice, "I'm a doctor, but I'm not from the Institute of Virology you mentioned. I'm from City A."

Jing Zhi really didn't like the doctor at all. When Jing Yiran said that he was a doctor, he snorted coldly, turned around and left.

If he hadn't just arrived here and was not familiar with the environment here, he would have killed the man who had been following him long ago, fearing that killing people at will would cause trouble and be detrimental to the completion of subsequent tasks!

This is not North America, not the base camp of research institutes and killer organizations, killing people can be safe.

Although he is arrogant in his bones, he will not take risks at will and cause trouble for himself.

Jing Yiran watched his son leave, and immediately followed him, dragging his son's suitcase.

Jing Zhi went a long way, and saw that "tail" was following him all the time, and couldn't help being angry: "Why are you following me? Don't think that I dare not kill you!"

As he said, he stretched out his fingers to pinch Jing Yiran's Adam's apple, he hated being followed like this, this person was so reckless, he didn't want to bear it anymore.

Jing Yiran is too familiar with this move, because both Xiaolu and Jing Yichen love to use this move to kill people!

He was so scared that he immediately shouted: "Azhi, don't do anything! I am your father!"

Jing Zhi's hand just froze in mid-air.

"What did you say? Say it again!"

"I didn't lie to you, I'm really your father! City A is your home, and you lived here before you were taken away! Do you really not remember anything?"

Jing Yiran couldn't care less about anything, if he didn't tell the truth today, his son would kill him in the next second!

Since Jing Yichen dared to let him meet Jing Zhi, it meant that there would be no great danger.

Although he didn't know how Jing Yichen did it, he completely believed in his brother's strength. Anyway, Jing Yichen would take care of everything. He saved his own life first, and then recognized his son as the most important thing!

Jing Zhi looked at Jing Yiran in a daze, feeling slightly shaken in his heart.

The person in front of him was 70% similar in appearance to him, and this person was not wearing a human skin mask or makeup at first glance. With such a similar appearance, no one would believe that they were not related by blood.

And he has a strange sense of familiarity with this place, he always feels that he has been here before, if he really grew up here and his memory was erased later, then that sense of familiarity can be explained.

But Jing Zhi didn't dare to believe these words easily.

Walking on the street in a strange country, a person suddenly appeared and said that he was your father. How strange do you think about this!

However, Jing Zhi did not kill Jing Yiran after all.

The person in front of him acted so unreasonably, even if it wasn't his father, he must have another identity.

Jing Zhi is an excellent killer, and even an excellent lurker. It is very easy to get rid of someone like Jing Yiran who has no professional training.

He quickly disappeared from Jing Yiran's sight, and then began to follow Jing Yiran.

He silently hid himself in the shadows, and then saw that man in his late 50s squatting on the side of the road with his suitcase in his arms, crying loudly!

His cries were full of despair and deep sadness, as if he had lost the most important thing in his life, and the person who cried was heartbroken.

Passers-by looked at him in surprise, then shook their heads and left.

Jing Zhi was a little taken aback.

He is seventeen years old now, and he has never cried so unscrupulously.

Men, if there is any pain, you should swallow it in your stomach, and you can't show it, which makes people look down on you. Don't cry at will, it's a joke!

Isn't this guy acting?

Perhaps, he knew that he was following him and cried for him on purpose?

Then this person's acting skills are too good, and it would be unreasonable not to give him the Oscar statuette.

Jing Yiran lost his son, and was heartbroken. The pain and hatred accumulated over the past seven years broke out in an instant, and he couldn't help crying.

His son was taken away, and his wife was forced to leave him to protect his son. For so many years, he lived alone and missed him alone!

If it weren't for the news that Jing Yichen would pass on to his son and wife every month, he doubted whether he would be able to survive for so many years!

He only hates himself for being incompetent!

He can't protect his wife and son!

He couldn't even sneak into the assassin's organization like Jingrui and give his son even a little love!

Jing Yiran squatted there, crying for a long time, until his eyes were swollen, his voice was hoarse, and his strength was gone.

He sat on the ground by the side of the road without any image, took out his mobile phone, and called Jing Yichen.

"Brother, I lost Azhi, what should I do?"

Even though they are nearly fifty years old, they speak like a child, helpless, dazed, painful, and self-blaming.

Jing Yichen's faint voice came from the phone: "Well, it's normal. He has already become one of the top killers in the world. If he could be followed by you, the killer organization would have been disbanded long ago."

"Brother, is he in danger? I called his name just now, and told him that I was his father. What if someone listens to me?"

"No, Ruirui has made arrangements, and Azhi will not be in any danger in the short term."

Jing Yiran breathed a sigh of relief, but was still very depressed: "Brother, am I useless?"

Jing Yichen said in an affirmative tone, "Yes."

Jing Yiran's breath was stagnant, and he was angry and annoyed. If he said "no", would he die if he lied to him?

Well, to be honest, that's Jing Yichen's style!

He held the phone and didn't speak, but he refused to hang up, and just kept crying into the phone.

In the entire city A, the only person who can make him feel at ease is Jing Yichen. Even if he doesn't say anything, as long as he can feel Jing Yichen's existence, he will feel confident in his heart and hopeful—— Come down, there is also a brother to support it.

Jing Yichen was extremely patient, and didn't hang up the phone because of Jing Yiran's silence and crying.

After a while, he said lightly: "Don't cry, go back and clean up, and wait for your son to come home."