The Dragon from Hell

"A-choo!"

As soon as he walked out of the station, Qin Feng sneezed for no reason.

He looked up at the clear sky above his head and wondered, "It's not cold, how come I caught a cold?"

As soon as he muttered, he heard a hearty middle-aged male voice: "Xiao Feng!"

Looking back, he saw a black Maserati parked on the side of the road.

A middle-aged man in branded casual clothes walked towards him, with a slicked back hair, slightly fat, and a cheerful face.

Seeing him, Qin Feng's face rarely showed a smile: "Uncle Zhao!"

Zhao Ming and his uncle Tang Zhenhai are old friends. When they were young, they were so close that they wore the same pants. They were also childhood friends who grew up naked.

Later, after graduating from college, they joined the army together, and after demobilization, they went to work together.

It can be said that the two have been together for decades and have experienced everything. They are better than brothers.

However, seven years ago, Zhao Ming wanted to take a chance and went overseas to do business, so the two sides had less contact, and he even failed to make it back for his uncle's funeral.

This time he came to Sichuan on a business trip, and his aunt specifically told him to come and see Zhao Ming.

Their family just came back from overseas this year and now has taken root in Sichuan.

Uncle Zhao is very generous and frank. When he was a child, he often carried Qin Feng on his shoulders to play.

Now that they meet, he hugs Qin Feng as soon as possible. He weighs him hard, and Qin Feng's feet can't touch the ground.

"Oh, you kid, you have grown so strong in just seven years?" Zhao Ming put him down breathlessly and tapped him with his hand: "Look how tired your uncle Zhao is!"

Qin Feng smiled brightly: "Xiao Feng has grown up, and I will hug you if I want to hug you."

"Go to hell, it's not time for me to hug you yet!"

With a laugh and scolding, the strange feeling of not seeing each other for many years disappeared instantly.

The two got into Zhao Ming's car together, and Qin Feng sat in the passenger seat.

"I was so happy to hear that my sister-in-law told me that you were coming this time."

While driving, Zhao Ming mentioned the past, with a sad tone: "When I went abroad for business, I didn't expect that after only two years, the Tang family would have such a big thing. I was in an economic crisis at the time and couldn't come back. Who knew that we would be separated forever after that separation!"

When mentioning his uncle, Qin Feng's eyes also had a touch of pain.

That middle-aged man who was like a father would never come back after all.

"My uncle's death is all my responsibility. If I hadn't been impulsive when I was young..."

Before he finished speaking, he was slapped on the leg by Zhao Ming: "What are you talking about? It's none of your business!"

Zhao Ming scolded: "I just think you did the right thing at the beginning, you are a man!"

Qin Feng smiled bitterly and didn't answer.

"Alas, it's just that the world is unfair. In this era, people without money and power talk like farts!" Zhao Ming cursed angrily, his eyes red. Seeing that Qin Feng's mood was also not good, he quickly ended the topic: "Forget it, it's all over. I also heard that Zhao Kai's family suffered retribution some time ago. Your uncle can rest in peace in his grave." Qin Feng nodded. He didn't know whether he could rest in peace, but at least he sent the person to his uncle. How to forgive him was up to his uncle. Seeing that he was silent, Zhao Ming quickly changed the subject and said, "Your aunt is the same. She has a really stubborn temper! My business has landed in Sichuan this time. I went to Qingcheng to find her right after I came back. I asked her to live with Ke Xin in Sichuan, and I could help her a little. But she refused, and even returned the money I secretly put down to me intact."

Qin Feng knew that his aunt was a very strong person.

She had a hard life these years, but she didn't bother any relatives or friends for help. She relied on her noodle shop to make a living.

"You know that aunt is a person. She would rather starve to death than accept charity from others."

Zhai Lu also mentioned that if he hadn't secretly given money to Ke Xin every time, he would have to chase him ten blocks to pay it back.

"Haha, yes!"

Zhao Ming laughed loudly: "But now it's good, you are out, I'm relieved that you will take care of your aunt in the future!"

"Of course, I'm here, and I won't let my aunt suffer anymore."

The two chatted all the way, and the car drove all the way, and soon arrived at a villa area.

This villa area is full of townhouses, the environment is quiet, and the location is not bad.

Seeing this residential area, Qin Feng knew that Zhao Ming had lived well in recent years, and he felt a lot more at ease.

Originally, if he came here today and saw that Zhao Ming's business was not going well, he wanted to help.

After all, after the Tang family fell into decline, it was rare for an old friend to still remember the old friendship.

He also believed in Zhao Ming's character. If he was there when his uncle got into trouble, he would definitely not stand idly by.Qin Feng did not use moral kidnapping. At that time, Zhao Ming himself was in trouble, his business was on the verge of bankruptcy, and he almost lost his life. How could he have the energy to help his uncle?

The car stopped in front of a small three-story villa, and Zhao Ming enthusiastically took Qin Feng in.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he heard the laughter of several girls.

When he walked in, he saw several girls of similar age and fashionable clothes sitting on the sofa and chatting.

One of them, Qin Feng, looked a little familiar, with an oval face and big eyes, and she looked like a beauty.

But if she was put together with women like Lin Wan'er and Chen Liuli, she would look too ordinary.

If it weren't for those eyes, Qin Feng would have been unable to tell what she looked like when she was a child.

"Ke Ran, look who's here!"

Zhao Ming greeted the girl on the sofa, and Qin Feng immediately remembered the name.

Zhao Ke Ran, Zhao Ming's only daughter.

She is four years older than Tang Kexin. When naming her, her uncle also deliberately added the character "Ke" to Kexin's name.

The three children played together, and the two girls liked to stick to Qin Feng.

At that time, the two girls played house with Qin Feng and argued over who would be Qin Feng's wife.

In the end, Zhao Keren won because she and Qin Feng had no blood relationship.

But the past is over after all, and now when the two meet again, the atmosphere seems particularly strange.

Zhao Keren almost jumped up from the sofa and ran over in a hurry: "Dad, didn't I tell you that my friend was coming? Why did you bring him here?"

Hearing this, Zhao Ming's face flashed with embarrassment, and he said sternly: "What's wrong with your friend coming? Qin Feng is not an outsider. You guys play your own games, it won't affect you!"

Zhao Keren glanced at Qin Feng, rolled his eyes silently, and muttered softly: "Who said it won't affect you..."

"You!"

"Oh, is Qin Feng here?"

Zhao Ming was about to curse when a female voice came from upstairs.

Looking up, a middle-aged woman walked downstairs, dressed very solemnly, wearing two pairs of jade bracelets.

This person was Zhao Ming's wife Chen Huiyu.

"Aunt Chen."

Seeing her, Qin Feng greeted her politely.

When Chen Huiyu approached him, she had already looked him up and down. The disgust in her eyes flashed away, but the smile on her face remained unchanged: "Oh, Xiaofeng, you have grown up so much."

She casually exchanged pleasantries, and then said: "It's like this, it's Ke Ran's birthday today, and there are guests at home. It's not convenient for girls. How about this, Auntie Chen will give you some money, you stay outside first, and come back tomorrow?"

As she said, Chen Huiyu took out three hundred yuan from her wallet and stuffed it into his hand: "How about you eat something good with the rest?"