“Family leave?”

"Then what should I do with my entry procedures!"

"Look for Zimmer in the Archives?"

“Okay OK.”

"thank you."

Zhao Dabao kept expressing his gratitude and finally hung up the phone.

The moment the phone hung up, the smile on his face disappeared and his expression was a little cold.

"Is it really a family vacation?"

"When the Light Group has a big operation and investigates all staff, you can take a family leave..."

Zhao Dabao unplugged the phone card in his mobile phone, broke it, threw it into the trash can, and murmured to himself.

"This identity has become flawed because of one more child."

"An An..."

Zhao Dabao's eyes were filled with murderous aura, but it gradually dissipated, looking very entangled.

After a long time, he took a deep breath, turned around and left, and disappeared into the street.

"An An!"

"I didn't say that you can't cook!"

"The kitchen is full of fire and gas, so how dangerous!"

Just as he returned to the house where he lived, Zhao Dabao twitched gently, strode into the room, looked at the rice on the table, and couldn't help but scold him.

An An sat at the dining table with a grievance: "An An An, An An just wants to share some of the burden for her father."

"An An was very careful."

"Just...just cooked rice."

Her voice was very small and she looked aggrieved, but her cute image quickly made the anger on Zhao Dabao's face fade.

"good."

"Dad is really not tired."

"In the future, leave this kind of thing to dad."

"Dad apologizes, you shouldn't lose your temper with you."

Zhao Dabao walked over, gently touched An An's head, and his tone became gentle again.

The grievance on An An's face quickly dissipated, and he happily hugged Zhao Dabao's arm: "Dad, try it, this is An An's first time cooking!"

"good!"

“Try it!”

"I'll go cook a dish!"

Zhao Dabao smiled happily and walked into the kitchen, skillfully put on a scarf and cut vegetables.

Maybe he didn't even notice it himself, and he hummed a song softly throughout the process.

In less than half an hour, two stir-fry dishes were placed on the table, and the aroma was filled with fragrance.

Zhao Dabao brought out two bowls of rice, placed one of them in front of An An, with a look of doting on his face: "Let's have a meal."

An An's little face was full of expectations and squeezed it into her mouth, chewing it gently.

But soon, the smile on her face gradually faded away, her brows frowned, and she looked very disappointed: "It's so bad, it's hard."

"No, Dad thinks it's delicious!"

"This is the best meal my dad has ever eaten!"

Seeing An An swallowing the food, Zhao Dabao then spoke softly and started eating, with a smile on his face full of satisfaction.

An An burst into laughter, and once again became happy, eating in big mouthfuls.

The dining table was filled with laughter and joy.

It was not until late at night that Zhao Dabao got up quietly again, came to the yard, took out a mobile phone in a jar in the corner, turned on it, found the only number saved on the mobile phone, and called it.

In just three seconds, the phone was answered.

The other side is silent.

"It's not peaceful recently, so keep silent first."

"Also, send someone to Zhaojia Village to inquire if you have ever been to a new person recently, and the speed is fast."

"Pick someone smart and be careful."

There was no response from the other side of the phone, and he didn't wait for the other side to speak, so he hung up the phone, turned off the phone, and put it back into the jar.

After doing all this, Zhao Dabao returned to the door, took out a demon crystal and held it in his hand, constantly absorbing the energy inside.

Two hours later, when his body was filled with energy, he began to do push-ups and sit-ups in the yard.

Finally, boxing.

He hung a homemade sandbag on a branch, punching each other, very seriously.

Sweat continued to flow out of his body, and his energy was locked on his abdomen.

It is not until his physical strength is exhausted that he will control his energy and divide a faint trace to spread throughout his body to restore his physical strength.

After physical strength is restored, continue the previous process.

His naked upper body was now full of muscles and looked full of strength.

A similar scene has been persisting in the past six months.

Finally, the sun was about to rise. When it was dawn, Zhao Dabao took out a can of water from the water tank, washed it on himself, washed away the smell of sweat, and then quietly returned to the room and fell next to An'an's side.

...

"Thanks for your hard work."

"The car continues to drive, and must continue to appear in front of the public and drive to the headquarters of the Light Group."

"Don't open the windows in the middle."

wilderness.

Sun Wen kept instructing the driver until the convoy left, leaving only Sun Wen and Li Zi and the other two stayed there.

"Is that senior of Liujue still here?"

Sun Wen looked at Li Zi and asked.

Li Zi nodded slightly: "Here, after he went around, he returned to Ercheng."

"At present, I'm renting an apartment and waiting for our news."

"As long as you receive a call, at his speed, he can be in place in the entire Ercheng within three minutes."

As he said that, Li Zi took out a note with a string of numbers recorded on it.

Sun Wen took a serious look: "Did you remember?"

"Um."

Li Zi nodded, took out a lighter from his pocket, lit the paper and burned it to ashes.

"If Zhao Dabao was indeed the mastermind behind the arson, he would be an absolute danger."

"And I guess it's probably Zong Ren."

"I have dealt with this guy with Yu Sheng, a very difficult guy."

"I am average in strength, but I am very cautious."

"So the plan must be improved, otherwise it would be impossible to catch him."

Sun Wen frowned slightly: "Go back to Ercheng first, don't get close to the street where he lives. If it were Zongren, that street would have been monitored by him in all aspects long ago."

"Anything that may startle him."

"Just open a black hotel nearby."

"Let's find a way to forge a normal identity."

Sun Wen kept talking, organizing clearly.

Li Zi nodded slightly and said nothing.

"Can you disguise?"

Sun Wen seemed to have thought of something and looked at Li Zi in anticipation and asked.

Li Zi shook her head: "No."
To be continued...