The Strongest Soldier in the City

Qin Menong looked at Chen Liuhe and said hesitantly: "Those who once stood firm have now wavered. To be honest, even we can hardly tell who is the good guy and who is the bad guy. You It’s even harder to see through people’s hearts after being away for so long, so be careful.”

Chen Liuhe smiled slightly and said: "Don't worry, I know it well."

The car drove into the urban area of ​​Bianzhou. Chen Liuhe didn't go anywhere. He headed towards the old city where he once lived.

It’s still the same old alley. I haven’t been back for so long, and it hasn’t changed at all.

It was still the shabby little courtyard. Chen Liuhe pushed the door open and walked in. When he saw everything in front of him, he couldn't help being a little stunned.

There is no edge at all, what it used to be like, what it still looks like now, the yard is very clean, there is no dust layer at all.

In the corner of the courtyard wall, there is still the dilapidated tricycle that used to accompany Chen Liuhe on his campaigns.

Touching the scene, everything here brought deep memories to Chen Liuhe.

"Liuhe, we know that this place is very affectionate to you, so we bought this place a long time ago and will always clean it carefully to keep it original."

Qin Ruohan said softly: "When we miss you, we often come here to sit. Here, we all feel closer to you."

Hearing this, Chen Liuhe took a deep breath and glanced at the three women, his eyes full of guilt and tenderness.

He pushed Shen Qingwu's wheelchair and walked into the courtyard.

"Huang Baiwan came here once, but we didn't let him in. He just stood outside the door quietly for several hours..." Qin Menong said.

Hearing this, Chen Liuhe and Shen Qingwu were slightly startled, but without saying anything else, they wandered around the yard.

Looking at the furnishings in the yard, Chen Liuhe and Shen Qingwu had many impressive memories in their minds. They thought of their time in Bianzhou. Compared with this time, perhaps, that time It can really be considered happiness...

"Liuhe, how long will you stay when you come back this time?" Qin Menong said to Chen Liuhe as several people sat down in the yard.

Chen Liuhe said: "Time is tight, just stay for one day and leave tomorrow."

Hearing this, the three women's hearts sank slightly, but they were not ignorant people. They didn't show any emotions and just sat there silently.

Chen Liuhe said: "It doesn't matter. I believe we will be able to meet again soon. By then, there will be no obstacles."

Qin Ruohan breathed out secretly, squeezed out a smile and said, "Liuhe, what are the plans for today? Are we just going to stay here?"

Chen Liuhe looked at the time. It was now five minutes to eleven in the morning. He smiled and said, "There's no rush, we'll talk about it later."

Not long after, footsteps sounded outside the courtyard, and then a group of people rushed towards them.

There were quite a few people there, as many as five or six.

Seeing these people, Chen Liuhe laughed, stood up and greeted them.

And these people all have smiles on their faces. They are none other than the people who had the best relationship with Chen Liuhe. They can also be regarded as direct descendants of Bianzhou who were supported by Chen Liuhe personally.

Zhao Jianglan, Gu Tingfeng, Zeng Xinhua, Liu Shaolin, Liu Yong and other five people.

Behind the five people, there was also a teenage boy with a tiger-like head and a pair of eyes that moved very quickly, giving people a weird feeling.

"Mr. Chen, how dare you stand up to greet me in person? We are so flattered by your attitude." Zhao Jianglan was the first to bear the brunt. He shook hands with Chen Liuhe very excitedly and said with emotion on his face.

One moment has passed, and the current Chen Liuhe, in their eyes, is really aloof, a national hero, and a being who is about to ascend to the altar.

Chen Liuhe looked around at the few people with a smile, pointed at Zhao Jianglan and cursed with a smile: "Haha, as your status gets higher and higher, your speaking skills are also getting higher and higher. Are you used to flattery? Why don't you use this? One set was used on my head?"

Hearing this, everyone burst out laughing. Zhao Jianglan and others were moved. Although they had not seen each other for such a long time, the young man in front of them had a different identity and soared into the sky, but his personality seemed not to have changed at all. Still the same as before.

"Mr. Chen, we didn't pick you up at the highway intersection. Don't blame us. You also know my current identity..." Zeng Xinhua said carefully, observing Chen Liuhe's words.

Chen Liuhe smiled and waved his hands: "It doesn't matter, I know it in my heart. It was me who called Jiang Lan so that you don't have to be too ostentatious."

"Counting the time, we haven't seen each other for a year, right? The changes in this year are really big..."

Zhao Jianglan patted Chen Liuhe's arm and said with emotion: "When you left Bianzhou, you had nothing, but now, you have transformed and climbed to the altar. Even such incredible opponents have been stepped down by you. Underfoot."

"Liuhe, you are truly a legend, a legend who continues to create miracles." Zhao Jianglan sighed with emotion.

"Haha, it's rare for us to see each other, so let's not talk about this for now. Come in quickly and sit down, sit down." Chen Liuhe said.

At this moment, a figure flew out from behind the five people and hugged Chen Liuhe's legs and feet: "Brother Six, you are finally back. Like a dragon, I miss you so much. I miss you day and night." think."

Ghostly screams rang out. Who could this big boy holding Chen Liuhe's legs and feet be if he wasn't Zhao Jianglan's son Zhao Rulong?

This is a guy who once vowed to be the biggest dandy in Bianzhou...

Chen Liuhe rolled his eyes and kicked out angrily, knocking Zhao Rulong off his feet: "Fuck you, Sixth Brother is also what you call me? Uncle."

Zhao Rulong, who was kicked somersault, was not angry at all. He got up quickly, with a look of grievance on his face, and weakly shouted: "Uncle Six."

The group of people burst into laughter.

Zhao Rulong also scratched his head with a smile, then looked at Shen Qingwu who was sitting quietly with a cautious look, and timidly shouted: "Teacher..."

The person he respects the most is undoubtedly Shen Qingwu. He respected Shen Qingwu enough before when he didn't know his importance.

As time went by, he got to know Shen Qingwu better than before, and he respected and even feared her more.

He knew that this was a woman with many legends, a woman who could be called unparalleled in elegance.

She stood too high, standing in the clouds.