As usual, Hu Kexin walked home with her head held back after school, but when she arrived at the door of her house, she found that the light in Hu Jin's study was on. Her eyes suddenly opened wide, with a hint of disbelief and expectation, she quickly ran into the house, threw down her schoolbag, threw away the sneakers on her feet, and went upstairs barefoot in socks.

When he arrived at the entrance of the study, Hu Kexin took a deep breath, a little scared, nervous, and excited, hoping that his father was really back, but he was afraid that it was a waste of time.

Hu Kexin closed her eyes, turned the door handle, and after pausing for three seconds, she pushed open the door open, then breathed rapidly, and opened her eyes nervously.

When he saw the person in the room, Hu Kexin could no longer suppress the emotions in her heart. She cried and called out dad, and rushed into Hu Jin's arms.

Hu Jin was about to stand up and hug Hu Kexin, but Hu Kexin was too fast. Hu Jin was halfway up and hugged him by Hu Kexin, and directly knocked Hu Jin back on the chair. Hu Kexin threw herself on Hu Jin and burst into tears.

"You've suffered, Dad won't leave you anymore." Touching Hu Kexin's hair, Hu Jin felt unprecedented peace of mind. This was the warmth brought by his family.

Hu Kexin also seemed to have put away her guarded hedgehog. When someone sheltered her from the wind and rain, she became weaker.

Zhang Jiayong quietly left the study and left time and space for the father and daughter.

Half an hour later, Hu Kexin walked out of the study with a smile, but the tears on her face were still very obvious.

"Thank you." Hu Kexin hugged Zhang Jiayong from the front with a surprised look on her face.

This time, the feeling was different from the last time Hu Kexin collapsed and hugged Zhang Jiayong and cried. This time, Zhang Jiayong felt like a little deer in his heart was rushing around.

Zhang Jiayong dullly reached out his hand and hugged Hu Kexin's back. After a moment, the two of them separated naturally.

"Let's go have a meal. I can't treat you at home today." Hu Jin walked out and said to Zhang Jiayong.

Zhang Jiayong expressed his randomness. At this moment, he was still in a delicate state and did not recover from Hu Kexin's hug just now.

The three of them found a place to eat. During the journey, Zhang Jiayong found that Hu Jin had answered several calls, and he probably would deal with a lot of things next.

While Hu Kexin went to the bathroom during the meal, Zhang Jiayong also asked a question about the relationship between Hu Jin and Hu Feng, because Feng Weiguang once revealed that Hu Jin and Hu Feng were actually brothers.

"Uncle Hu, what is the relationship between you and Uncle Hu Feng?" As soon as Zhang Jiayong said this, Hu Jin's expression changed significantly. He put down his chopsticks heavily, and he seemed a little unhappy.

"What are you asking about this?" Hu Jin asked with a frown.

"Because Uncle Hu Feng and I also know him, what he does, I think you should know Uncle Hu." Zhang Jiayong had some personal guesses in his heart, but Hu Jin needed to help him confirm.

"It seems that your identity is also very unusual. We are indeed brotherly, and he is my elder brother." Hu Jin said.

"Actually, you can ask Uncle Hu Feng for help, but the relationship between you two seems not very good?" Zhang Jiayong accidentally poked Hu Jin's pain point, which was also his

Some aspects are inexplicable, no matter what, he is still a junior high school student after all.

"Don't ask about these things in the future, as they will embarrass us both." Hu Jin said lightly.

Zhang Jiayong shut up tactfully, knowing that if he asked, Hu Jin would turn against him. But Zhang Jiayong himself guessed that it was the two of them that their different identities led to their bad relationship.

Hu Jin is black and Hu Feng is white. How can the police and thieves be at peace? It must be incompatible. However, it is unknown why the two brothers took a detached path? Zhang Jiayong is not sure.

"Uncle Hu, I have another thing that I have to say, are you planning to keep working in your current job?" Zhang Jiayong asked. He had some understanding of some of the things Hu Jin did. Although he retained a certain moral bottom line, it violated some laws and regulations after all.

"If I am in the world, I can't help myself. Even if I want to retreat, some people will probably not let me get what I want." Hu Jin sighed.

"Can't get what you want? As long as you show your absolute strength, who will stop it?" Zhang Jiayong said.

"Absolute strength? How easy is it." Hu Ji shook his head with a smile. The underground emperor of Pinfeng City, this name sounds quite grand and gimmick, but is the underground forces of Pinfeng City really his one-man show?

There are countless underground forces in Pinfeng City. He was able to grab this title because the power he managed was large enough, but it has not reached the point of being able to be hostile to all other forces. Moreover, he has many internal conflicts. It is already very good that he can stay in this position for so long.

"Uncle Hu, I know you have your arrogance, but I'm just talking bluntly. You should leave as soon as possible. Don't you think about Xin'er? If not, come here." Zhang Jiayong said.

"Come on, do this?" Hu Jin was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Zhang Jiayong meant.

"My underground forces in Wuzhen are one-third. If you like the feeling of power in hand, come here and I will give you one-third of them." Zhang Jiayong said. Within Wuzhen, no matter what Hu Jin wants to do, Zhang Jiayong is controllable and can provide him and Hu Kexin with good protection.

To be arrogant, Zhang Jiayong can walk sideways in Wuzhen now. The black one was watched by Yang Qinghua and the white one. Although Feng Weiguang was transferred, the Wuzhen police station still obeyed Feng Weiguang's command. After all, Feng Weiguang is now in charge of the entire province's public security system.

Moreover, with the help of Feng Weiguang, the mayor Anyang Bing was also introduced to Zhang Jiayong. He made an appointment to meet Anyang Bing tomorrow. Zhang Jiayong was basically aware of the purpose of Anyang Bing.

"What? What is Yang Qinghua's relationship with you?" Hu Jin asked quickly.

"We are brothers." Zhang Jiayong said.

"Good boy, he is quite capable!" Hu Jin took a breath. He found that he underestimated Zhang Jiayong from beginning to end. This young man seemed to have endless potential to tap.

"So, if it really doesn't work in Pinfeng City, just withdraw. If you don't think about it for yourself, you should also think about it for Xiner." Zhang Jiayong suggested.

"I will think carefully, but after all, there are a group of old brothers who have followed me to conquer the world from the beginning. I can't leave them alone, right?" Hu Jin was silent.

After a while, then said.

"Besides, I think with your ability, even if something really happens to me, you can protect Xin'er, right?" Hu Jin said with a smile.

Zhang Jiayong shrugged without comment. He is now very clear about his heart. He is really in love with Hu Kexin. Although it is ridiculous to talk about whether to love or not at a young age, you really cannot underestimate the power of love, regardless of national boundaries, age, or even men and women, right? Homosexual marriages are very popular.

At this time, Hu Kexin came back, and the two stopped talking. After dinner, Hu Jin sent Zhang Jiayong home and drove Hu Kexin back. When they parted, Hu Kexin's eyes showed a very obvious reluctance. This attracted Hu Jin's joke. It was not impossible to see him at school tomorrow. Hu Kexin blushed to her neck.

Zhang Jiayong smiled and returned home with a smile.

Zhang Jiayong found a note on the coffee table. After reading the content on the note, Zhang Jiayong was speechless. Pan Tianhui actually went on a trip. However, in recent times, Zhang Jiayong and Pan Tianhui have really had little communication. Moreover, Zhang Jiayong's father has been working outside and is missing all year round. It is estimated that Pan Tianhui felt bored at home alone, so he went out to have fun.

The next day, Zhang Jiayong went to school normally. When he was at the school gate, he saw Hu Kexin who was sent by the driver. Hu Jin was very quick. After only one night, he even found the driver. It was probably a more trustworthy guy selected from his subordinates.

"Xin'er." Zhang Jiayong greeted Hu Kexin with a smile.

When Hu Kexin saw Zhang Jiayong greeting him, she was at a loss and trotted into the school directly.

"I'm still shy." Zhang Jiayong found it funny. Hu Kexin was obviously shy like this.

The relationship between the two has undergone subtle changes. Zhang Jiayong knows that Hu Kexin should be given a little time to adapt and digest the various things that have happened during this period.

One day passed in a dull state. After school, Anyang Bing directly sent someone to the school gate to pick up Zhang Jiayong, and then went straight to Anyang Bing's home. After Zhang Jiayong released pigeons last time, Anyang Bing directly changed the place where he ate to his home.

Zhang Jiayong originally thought that as Anyang Bing, he would probably live in Xiaoping Building, but unexpectedly, Anyang Bing's residence was in the resettlement house of the old demolition community. The supporting facilities in the community were quite complete, but the place looked too old. Anyang Bing's home was on the third floor of one of the buildings, which was considered a golden floor.

As soon as the doorbell was ringing, a kind middle-aged woman in an apron opened the door and said in a kind tone: "Is it Xiaoyong?"

"Yes, Hello Auntie." Zhang Jiayong greeted politely.

"Come in quickly, Mr. An has been waiting for you for a long time." The middle-aged woman smiled and asked Zhang Jiayong to enter.

To be honest, in Zhang Jiayong's imagination, people like the mayor should be from the age of 45 to 55, but when Zhang Jiayong actually saw the Anyang Bing himself, Zhang Jiayong was really surprised. His head was covered with white hair, and he could see some stubble on his face from the side, and he was spreading a newspaper with his hands, lying on the sofa to read.

This Anyang soldier is actually a person of the same age as Yang Guozhong. He looks like he is in his sixties or seventies.
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