Zhao Xiaotian followed Dapeng all the way, not daring to let him discover it. He wanted to know what was wrong with this person who called himself Dapeng and why he always felt excited.

Dapeng passed by a noodle restaurant without stopping, and walked over without even taking a look. When Zhao Xiaotian passed by, he looked up and saw that the noodle restaurant had only eight yuan per bowl. Logically speaking, the twenty yuan on Dapeng was more than enough. Doesn’t he like to eat noodles?

When he was in Huatian Bar, Dapeng looked at the half of the cheesecake on the table and his eyes were straightened. Zhao Xiaotian had seen this look so many times. Everyone's eyes were like this when the village was famine. He also had this look when he was hungry. The first time Yaya came to see the egg on the table, which was also the expression. It was because of this look that Zhao Xiaotian rescued Heizi from Sun Laizi more than once.

Dapeng walked all the way, and after about half an hour, he passed by a roadside stall, then stopped and bought three steamed buns, totaling one or fifty cents.

Then ten minutes later, he picked up half a bottle of black tea left by a man on the side of the road and walked towards a construction site.

"What are you going to do?" Zhao Xiaotian was puzzled and did not dare to speak out. He just walked around and stopped, for fear that the other party would find out.

Dapeng walked to a wasteland behind the construction site, where he could see the construction status of the entire construction site.

Huge deep pits are gradually forming, and excavators are digging the foundation with violent roar. All the workers are busy, shouting slogans one by one.

Zhao Xiaotian nodded. This may be the construction site where Dapeng works. I just heard him say that he had an unhappy relationship with his colleagues and was beaten like a beggar. It may be that he had no place to go after being bombed out, so he would want to come back and take a look.

Dapeng opened the steamed buns in the plastic bag and ate them with a bite of steamed buns and black tea, and his eyes were filled with desolation. In Zhao Xiaotian's eyes, it may be that he missed the construction site, maybe he had good friends, maybe he had many memories, which forced him to come back and take a look.

After sitting there for nearly an hour, Dapeng ate everything and drank all the black tea. He still stared at it stupidly, without saying anything, and even breathing faintly.

After a while, Dapeng sighed and turned around and left.

After following for a few minutes, Dapeng walked to a cement pipe near the construction site, saw that there was no one around, and plunged in.

Zhao Xiaotian looked inside from a distance and saw the worn quilt in the cement pipe. Dapeng wrapped it in the quilt and closed his eyes and got up.

"He is a miserable child!" Zhao Xiaotian sighed and turned around and left him.

When passing the construction site, Zhao Xiaotian wanted to know more, so he pulled a worker and asked, "Brother, ask you, do you know Dapeng?"

"Dapeng? I don't know him."

After asking four or five questions in a row, they all said they didn't know Dapeng. Zhao Xiaotian slapped his forehead and said, "It's stupid. Since he can use a fake name, he may not be able to use real ones with them."

Another worker was pulled and asked, "Brother, let me ask you about something. Do you know a man, about twenty-seven or eight years old, about 1.75 meters tall, very strong, long hair, covered with eyes, and often wander around here."

The worker pushed the safety helmet upwards, rolling his eyelids and thinking. After a while, he said, "You are talking about the person who always sits there?" After that, he pointed to the place where Dapeng had eaten steamed buns just now.

"Yes, yes, it's him, do you know him?" Zhao Xiaotian thought something was wrong. If this kid was working on the construction site, he shouldn't have misunderstood these people.

"He, alas, a miserable child!" the worker sighed and shook his head.

"Why do you say that?"

"That young man, it turns out that he is also a rich second generation, and he is very glorious. But he doesn't like to show off his martial arts and power, and he is pretty good. Later, the business at home collapsed, and he didn't care. After all, the whole family is together, and he kept urging his father to say that money is happy. Later, his father couldn't accept it, so he committed suicide. His mother was mentally abnormal. Two years later, the place was about to be demolished, and their old house had to be demolished. His mother was so nervous that the old man was here and could not be demolished..."

Speaking of this, Zhao Xiaotian remembered his parents, and his back felt a little cold, as if he had an ominous premonition.

"What about later?"

"Later, the developer was going to demolish and gave a lot of compensation. Everyone moved away. They were the only one. People said that their family was a nail household and wanted to extort money, but we workers who came with his father knew that this kid was filial and didn't love money, so he thought his mother would get better. Who knew that once he went out, the developer demolished the house. His mother was so nervous that she refused to let the demolition. In the end... she was killed here. It was this pit. It turned out to be his small yard."

The worker pointed at a place, and Zhao Xiaotian could even feel what it was like here.

After nagging with the worker for a few words, Zhao Xiaotian understood that the worker's original project was taken care of by Dapeng's father, and he has always been a subordinate, so he is very clear about his family's affairs.

"What's his name?"

"I don't know this...but I know his surname is Mu, and everyone around him calls him Dapeng. Is it probably called Mupeng?"

Zhao Xiaotian sighed, all of them were orphans and filial children, so he should help him.

"The Murong family is not a human being." When the worker turned his head and left, he sighed.

When Zhao Xiaotian heard the Murong family, he hurried over and asked, "Brother, what is the Murong family you just said?"

"The developer here is the Murong family, otherwise who dares to demolish it? In fact, the Murong family did it on purpose. His father went bankrupt back then, which was also a vicious competition from the Murong family. I, a small migrant worker, don't know the specifics."

"Haha, it's interesting!" Zhao Xiaotian laughed and turned around and left.

The worker saw him laughing so happily, shook his head, thinking to himself another lunatic.

Zhao Xiaotian was very happy. Now he wanted to take revenge on the Murong family. He had one more person and one more helper. Moreover, Dapeng was strong and he was an expert with some foundation no matter how he looked.

Just as he was standing near the cement pipe, he suddenly received a call.

"Zhao Xiaotian, where are you?" The other party cried and the person who called was Chu Menglan.

"Oh, are you heartbroken? Why, I want to ask me to make up for your injured heart? Let me tell you, I'm not a good night stand, but I can't rely on me." Zhao Xiaotian said laughing and dancing.

"Sherry...she was taken away!" Chu Menglan said as she cried even more severely, and a sob sound began to tremble.

Zhao Xiaotian felt a thud and thought to himself, could this little girl offend someone and why was she kidnapped?

"Don't cry for a while, have you called the police?" Zhao Xiaotian was a little puzzled. When did he become the backbone of this woman? Why did his good friend be kidnapped and not look for the police uncle to come to him?

"The other party said... he asked you to go to a place, otherwise he would kill Shirley." Chu Menglan's voice had slower and slower as she cried, and she said a sentence in a daze for half a minute.

"What!?" Zhao Xiaotian was very shocked. Could this matter still have something to do with him?

"It's all your fault. If Shirley makes a difference, I...I..."

"Don't mess around, I'll hurry over now, send the address to my phone." Zhao Xiaotian hung up the phone and ran towards the city.

He stopped a taxi and happened to receive a text message from Chu Menglan. Zhao Xiaotian handed the phone to the driver and said, "Master, go to this place."

The driver looked at the address and nodded to start the car.

Zhao Xiaotian was puzzled along the way, where did he offend people? After thinking about it, he had offended many people. This was not the fate of a troubled world. This whole plague god was reincarnated. But what was even more wrong was that if the other party wanted to deal with him, how could he find Rong Xueli?

The taxi drove for more than twenty minutes and stopped in an abandoned factory.

Zhao Xiaotian paid for the car and opened the heavy iron door.

As soon as he opened it, two people suddenly rushed out of the iron door, holding iron sticks in his hands and smashed them down at his head.

In fact, when Zhao Xiaotian opened a gap in the iron gate, he saw a foot stretching on the ground. Outsiders would definitely not be able to detect it while the night was shining, but Zhao Xiaotian could see clearly that when the iron gate was about to be opened, he had already leaned back and had a tilt backward position to react as soon as possible.

Before the man's stick came to his eyes, Zhao Xiaotian sat on the ground with a 'oh' sound.

The man's stick hit the sky and was slightly stunned. Before he could react, Zhao Xiaotian pushed his head upward, just pressing his life.

"What?" Zhao Xiaotian rubbed his eyes and pretended not to see clearly. The man was already lying on the ground with a 'wail' and rolling back and forth.

Another person next to him looked at his companion to the end, raised the stick in his hand and waved it.

All three of them were at the entrance of the factory, with no lights around them, and they were so dark that they could only see the figures clearly. If you don’t look carefully, you wouldn’t know where the person is.

As soon as the man's stick arrived, Zhao Xiaotian lowered his head and shouted to the person on the ground: "Oh, why is there another person?"

When he lowered his head, another man's stick also emptied. Zhao Xiaotian stretched his left foot into the middle of the other party's legs, and walked backwards. The man's center of gravity was unstable and he lay down towards Zhao Xiaotian's back.

Zhao Xiaotian smiled strangely on the corner of his mouth, and his body bowed slightly as the moment the man lay down.

With a "thump", the man also pricked a dog to eat shit. The moment the iron rod fell to the ground, his front teeth unfortunately fell on the iron rod, and a crisp sound was heard... One of his front teeth was knocked off, and he covered his mouth and screamed.

Zhao Xiaotian rubbed his eyes and stood up: "Huh? Is there another person here?"

"You...you***!" Both of them were so distressed that they couldn't think of any good words to scold Zhao Xiaotian for a while.

"Oh, it turns out that I've read it wrong, no one." Zhao Xiaotian straightened up and walked towards the factory, stepping on the back of their hands in two steps.

"Click..."
Chapter completed!