The rise of the reborn hero

"Agassi. Zheng

Xiaomi, who had been waiting in the corner, seemed to see Cha Taixi's sadness. She sensibly grabbed the man's hand and put it on her cheek,"I will always be with uncle, and we will be together forever.""

"People change, and you are no exception."

Cha Taixi hid his disappointment under his calm expression. The man just touched Zheng Xiaomi's head affectionately,"Promise uncle that you will live a good life in the future and don't become a person that uncle looks down on."

"I won't.

The little girl, who had a fever due to exhaustion, shook her head,"I will never leave uncle. I will become whatever Agassi likes me to be.""

"good."

Che Taixi smiled disapprovingly,"One Seventy" and then picked up the little girl's body,"I thought of a place to take you to have a good sleep. Tomorrow, when they relax, we'll leave this dirty country."

"Where will we go?"

The little girl, whose eyelids can barely open, hugged Cha Taixi's neck,"I have never even been out of this city."

"Zihuatanejo."

Cha Taixi replied,"There is a sea not far from Mexico. My wife used to like that place the most. She said that the sea there was very blue, and the sky was also blue, without a trace of clouds. Living there is like living in heaven, like the whole person is wrapped in huge emeralds"

"so beautiful."

Although the little girl already looked weak due to exhaustion and fever, her tone was still full of yearning.

"It is said that there is no past there, only the warm present and future."

In the darkness, the two fugitive figures merged into one under the moonlight.

"If we can really get through this, we can spend the rest of our lives there...."

What answered the man's words was the even breathing of the little girl.

Everyone, including Tai himself, thought he had no friends.

Fate is really strange. Sometimes the things you cherish and sacrifice everything for are not worth mentioning in the eyes of the other party, while the feelings or people you ignore have been silently waiting for your call.

Huang Yazhong is the lowest and cheapest barmaid.

There is no way, it is very difficult to work in this industry with a face that was burned by the fire. If it were not for her graceful figure, it can be said that no one except homeless people on the street would patronize her business.

There are levels of hierarchy in every industry in this world.

In Kimchi Country, the first-class red light district is naturally the famous Qingliangli 588. The second class is in Itaewon. As for the least popular place for sensuality, it can only be Yeongdeungpo.

Compared to the first two places, Yeongdeungpo is as remote as a mountain village.

It is a street of more than 100 meters, and there are not even many buildings. The dilapidated houses and sewage all over the ground will make foreign tourists doubt their eyes.

Will this be a famous erotic place?

But in the evening, everything changed.

Various simple neon signs are lit up by every household, decorating this street less than a hundred meters away like the heaven on earth. It's like all the stars have fallen on the ground.

When you walk into the street at this time, you will be surprised to find that the silver moonlight has been overshadowed by the ambiguous pink, and the erotic atmosphere is simply assaulting your nostrils.

And on this street, if the bartender is the most special, then everyone will say the same name.

Huang Yazhong.

Although half of the woman's face was destroyed by the fire, judging from the other half of her face, this woman was definitely an out-and-out beauty.

Of course this is not the main reason why people think she is special. (If you want to read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

It’s more because of his character and style.

I have never heard of a woman who comes to Yeongdeungpo who can live a good life just by drinking and chatting instead of selling her body. Huang Yazhong is the first one. Moreover, the woman's drinking capacity is astonishing, and her words and conversation always give people a very warm feeling.

When a woman chats with anyone, whether the other person is a fisherman or an all-night driver, Huang Yazhong can choose the topic appropriately and give the answer that the other person is most looking forward to.

Many times, Huang Yazhong is seen under the colorful lights. Seems extremely sacred. After such a long time, Huang Yazhong actually became the most special and difficult person in Yeongdeungpo.

After all, physical needs and psychological needs are sometimes equally important. There are seven to eight hundred women in Yeongdeungpo who can pay you to sleep with them, but this is the only woman who can chat with you, solve your doubts, and drink with you.

"call..."

Late at night, Huang Yazhong was sitting in front of a bar called Jialv, blowing out a long puff of light blue smoke toward the stars in the sky. Due to the angle, the woman's long hair hung down just enough to cover half of her burned left face.

The woman was stunningly beautiful at this moment.

Her skin was as white as jade and there was no trace of dust, especially Huang Yazhong's head held high. It even more vividly displayed her swan-like neck. If you just look at the woman's profile, you can see that her tall and elegant nose bridge and small chin add a little more arrogance and dignity to her temperament.

No one would have thought that a woman with this kind of temperament would work in the cheapest place of sex, and she would actually face those bitter people who smelled of sweat all over her body.

Footsteps sounded behind the woman

"No matter who you are, stay away from me. Huang Yazhong , who likes to look up at the night sky, did not look back. She just lit another cigarette and said,"Today is my day to look up at the night sky. I am not in the mood to play drinking games with you fools.""

"Long time no see."

A deep voice sounded behind the woman.

Huang Yazhong turned around.

In the darkness, the man was standing quietly in the corner with a little girl on his back, looking at her, just like before.

"Long time no see."

Never shy away from the side of her burned face in front of outsiders, but at this moment, Huang Yazhong did not touch her long hair.

Time seemed to have stopped between the two.

Some things, missing them lasts a lifetime.

Sometimes, a glance lasts forever...