And these two people are like strangers' father and son, it is Poison Eagle and Lou Yuanfeng.

As if he couldn't stand this oppressive atmosphere, Lou Yuanfeng picked up the wine bottle and poured himself a glass of wine, then took a sip before slowly opening his mouth to break the silence between each other: "Ding Ping, our father and son haven't been in touch for a long time, and we don't have a chance to talk about it, so let's not be so restrained." ”

Poison Eagle seemed to have heard something funny, he pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile full of irony, silently lowered his eyes, hiding the thick disdain in his eyes, and then said: "General Lou, don't you think what you said is a bit ridiculous, the word father seems to have never existed for people like me." Also, please don't call that name, that's in the past, my current name is Poison Eagle. ”

Ding Ping, this name sounds so unfamiliar, it seems to be the name of a stranger he has never known, he has not heard others call him that for many years. The name was like a puff of smoke that blew out unexpectedly, and it suddenly took his thoughts to the memory that had been sealed in the deepest part of his heart for a long time, and had fallen full of dust.

It was the only glimmer of bright-colored warmth in his gray-toned life. Ding is the woman's surname, and she was obviously only in her twenties at the time, but because there was no man in the family, she did all the dirty work by herself, and soon became old and yellow, and her curved back was never straight.

Women always like to pull him to sit on the broken stone at the gate of the courtyard, touch his head again and again, with a look of longing on his face, and look into the distance wordlessly, as if waiting for someone.

As a child, he didn't know who his mother was missing, because no one had ever told him, and when he saw that the children in the village had fathers, but his own father had never met, he couldn't help but ask his family.

And Grandpa always scolded angrily, saying that he had died a long time ago. The grandmother and the woman always looked sad, shook their heads, and said nothing.

After receiving the answer, he did not ask any more questions, and sat quietly on the broken stone with the woman, watching the white reeds blown by the wind on the side of the road ripple back and forth, and looked at the fruit of the pomegranate tree hanging outside the yard, red and green, green and red.

He had always thought his father was dead, until he got into a fight with a wild child by the sparkling river where the people of the village used to wash clothes, and the other party lost and was pushed to the ground by him. He crossed his waist and laughed heartlessly.

Seeing that he was smiling so happily, the other party spat on the ground, and viciously said that he was a despicable villain like his father, and that his father was not dead at all, but that there were others outside, so he abandoned them and never came back.

So angry, he beat the other party again, and from that day on, he only thought that he was a person without a father, but he didn't expect that later, even his mother was gone.

With the passage of time, he grew up like an endless weed in a paddy field, although his family was surrounded by four walls, he was destitute, and the happiest time was probably a mouthful of meat during the New Year, but he was used to it, and he didn't feel much bitter. I thought that life would go on like this, but I didn't expect that one day, the man who claimed to be his father came back, and it was a good husband who would come back to pick her up if she wanted to wear it, and he was also a villain who was scorned and disdained by the villagers.

It turned out that the prejudice of the people in the village was right, because the man did not come back to take their family to live a good life at all, but to prevent their burdens from affecting his promising life, and he would do whatever he could to ask them to go as far as he wanted.

The woman who originally thought that she had a trace of sincerity for him was good, but after receiving the man's money, she left without looking back. From then on, he was alone, like an orphan without a father or mother. And the name Ding Ping has also lost its meaning of existence, and is only used on certain occasions when necessary. His real name has only been the word Poison Eagle from beginning to end.

Unexpectedly, the older he gets, the more he likes to recall the past, he laughed self-deprecatingly, and after a while, he came back to his senses, he put down the wine glass, put his hands on the table, clasped his fingers into fists, looked at Lou Yuanfeng and said: "General Lou, if you have nothing to do, go to the Three Treasures Palace, just say it directly, and there is no need to beat around the bush, as if our relationship is not so familiar." ”

Hearing the poisonous eagle's yin and yang strange words, Lou Yuanfeng felt a little unhappy in his heart, but he still barely showed a smile on his face. He knew that what he had done before was not kind, but in order to hug his father-in-law's thigh, if he had to do it all over again, he would still do it, but he would definitely not make his relationship with Poison Eagle so stiff like now.

I didn't expect his eldest son, so capable, in just over ten years, he took advantage of some of the conditions he usually gave alms to climb up step by step, and became the biggest and most powerful drug lord in H City, much stronger than his youngest son who can only play with women, eat, drink, prostitute and gamble, and the so-called director of the tax bureau is only because he used his relationship to operate in the dark. However, because the poisonous eagle continued to provide them with money, he was able to sit firmly in the position of general, and only then did he have the opportunity to seek power for Lou Hao.

Lou Yuanfeng just secretly regretted in his heart, what he had done too much in the past made this white-eyed wolf have a rebellious heart, and he didn't want to think about it, without his Lou Yuanfeng's help, it was still a question whether the poisonous eagle could survive, let alone become the leader of the drug smuggling industry.

Since he climbed to the high branch of his father-in-law and became a general, no one has dared to be so rude to him for a long time, he stiffened his face, tried his best to resist the urge to scold, and said with a smile: "Hehe, look at what you said, why are you doing this outside, what's the matter, can't our father and son catch up with the past." However, I asked you out to meet this time, not to say these short sayings of parents. ”

He put on an embarrassed expression, shook his head, and continued, I know that you have not been very lucky recently, several batches of goods have been seized by the police, and a few unlucky guys have been caught. Originally, this was not a big deal, in the past, as long as I gave an order, the grandsons of the criminal police brigade didn't dare to let go of a fart, so they obediently released someone for me. He rubbed his hands together and continued, "Only this time, it's a little unusual, and things get a little tricky. ”

"What do you mean by that?" A trace of impatience flashed in the eyes of the poisonous eagle, and he changed his previous nonchalant attitude, and a grim look appeared on his face.