After sending Wang Sheng and his family to the gate of the community, Bai Risheng left his contact information for Wang Sheng and then left directly.

Although Bai Risheng lost a broken pickup truck during tonight's trip, he gained this 70% new silver van, and he also truly came into contact with supernatural things. He was very satisfied.

As for the ownership of this van, it doesn't matter. Who cares about this when the Dafeng chess card has been handed over? Besides, the original origin of his mangy pickup truck was not very good, and it has been driven for so many years.

Putting away the piece of paper with Bai Risheng's contact information, Wang Sheng followed Wang Jianguo and Wang Qian home with a crowbar and a bag.

Walking in the dim corridor, Wang Jianguo turned his head to look at Wang Sheng from time to time, especially when he saw several pieces of rags with faint blood stains wrapped around Wang Sheng's body, as well as the blood-stained crowbar in his hand, and his eyelids.

It was beating loudly.

Arriving home soon, Wang Jianguo took out the key and opened the brown iron door in front of him that was covered with various small advertisements.

The three of them entered the house one by one. Wang Sheng, who was the last one to enter, closed the door and then began to look at the situation in the house and compare it with the memory in his mind.

At this moment, Wang Jianguo, the head of the family, finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He had been holding back a lot of questions in the car just now, but because Bai Risheng, an outsider, was there, he didn't ask any questions. Now that he was home, he didn't have any worries.

Turning to look at Wang Qian, Wang Jianguo asked loudly, "Xiao Qian, what's going on? Why did you two come back so late? How did your brother end up like this? Who is that driver?..."

Wang Jianguo did not ask Wang Sheng, because he knew his son's situation. If it sounded good, he would have no brains. If it sounded bad, he would be a fool, and he would not be able to ask anything at all.

Facing his father's questioning, Wang Qian, who was already aggrieved, couldn't help but his eyes were filled with tears and his eyes were red, and his head was bowed deeply.

"Okay, don't ask Xiaoqian. She was kidnapped and just rescued. She must be tired now. Let her rest first."

Wang Sheng patted Wang Qian on the shoulder and motioned her to rest first, and then said to Wang Jianguo, "Let me tell you what happened."

Wang Jianguo looked at the son in front of him who was almost different from usual, his face almost full of doubts and confusion.

Is the person in front of me really my son?

In fact, it was not just Wang Jianguo. Wang Qian also had the same question when he was rescued by Wang Sheng, who was covered in blood, in the storage room on the second floor of Dafengqi.

Is this really his brother?

Wang Sheng walked to the old but clean sofa in the living room and was about to sit down, but when he saw the blood stains on his body, he thought about it, took a newspaper from the cabinet on the side, spread it on the floor, and then

Sit on the buttocks.

Wang Sheng's physical fitness is very good, but after this night of busyness and fighting, coupled with injuries and blood loss, he also feels quite tired.

Although weakness and pain were commonplace for him in his previous life, now that he has a healthy body, he must also know how to cherish it.

Seeing his father and sister standing there staring blankly, Wang Sheng said strangely, "You don't want to just stand like this all night."

After coming back to his senses, Wang Jianguo glanced around, then pulled up a chair and sat next to Wang Sheng.

Wang Qian on the side did not return to the room, but sat silently on the sofa. Apparently she was also curious about the changes that had happened to Wang Sheng.

After the two of them sat down, Wang Sheng lowered his head and gently brushed his hair away.

"Ah!"*2

Seeing the hideous wound on the back of Wang Sheng's head covered with dark red blood scab, both father and daughter couldn't help but scream in surprise.

Wang Qian covered her mouth. Wang Jianguo took two steps forward to check Wang Sheng's wounds, but he couldn't put his hands down.

After Wang Sheng raised his head again, Wang Jianguo said with concern and nervousness, "Da Sheng, what's the matter with your injury? If it doesn't matter, let's go to the hospital to have a look."

"The thugs from Dafeng Chess did it. Although it looks scary, it's not serious at all. You don't need to go to the hospital." Wang Sheng stretched out his hand and gently touched the blood scab on the back of his head, and then suddenly said with a smile, "Say

I have to thank them for getting up. If it hadn't been for this blow to the back of my head, I still wouldn't be able to wake up."

"Enlightenment?" Wang Jianguo muttered to himself. Thinking of the changes in Wang Sheng, he suddenly widened his eyes and said with some disbelief, "Da Sheng, you mean..."

"That's right." Wang Sheng chuckled and nodded, "From today on, I am no longer the fool others call me, but..."

"It's nothing, just tell me." Wang Jianguo said anxiously when he saw that Wang Sheng was trying to hide himself.

Although Wang Qian on the side did not speak, the concern and joy in her eyes could not be concealed.

Looking at the father and daughter looking at him in front of him, Wang Sheng could not help but feel a feeling in his heart.

Is this what family feels like?

"Actually, it's not a big problem." Wang Sheng pointed to his head and said, "Although I'm normal here, I still feel a little confused, and I can't remember many things. This may be the price."

Wang Jianguo was relieved to hear what Wang Sheng said.

"What's the price? Don't talk nonsense. It's a great joy that your brain works now. If your mother in heaven knew about it, she would definitely be happy for you." Wang Jianguo said, "As for the past, it's okay if you can't remember it.

.”

Yes, it’s okay if you can’t remember it. In the past, Mr. Wang was often bullied because of his poor mind. It’s okay if you can’t remember that kind of memory.

Wang Sheng nodded. He actually didn't want to deceive his current family, but it was definitely impossible to tell the truth about time travel and rebirth and occupying other people's bodies.

In this case, he always has to find a reason for his transformation, and the injury on the back of his head is a perfect explanation.

After explaining the reasons for his changes, Wang Sheng told Wang Jianguo a series of events from when he woke up from a coma, met Bai Risheng, went to rescue Wang Qian, and finally came back.

Of course, Wang Sheng, who has weighed the pros and cons, also put some artistic processing into what he said.

For example, a mysterious master was added who took the initiative to help him save people. The part where he killed people and the statue of Guan Gong slaughtered the thugs was changed to the part where the mysterious master led him to defeat all the thugs led by Fat Tiger and then disappeared.

He found three firearms and a large amount of ammunition in the bag.

After Wang Sheng finished speaking, Wang Jianguo and Wang Qian were both a little stunned. They really didn't expect that Wang Sheng's experience this night was so exciting.

Suddenly enlightened, rescuing people alone, becoming a mysterious master, fighting villains, these are all just like street storytellers.

But no matter what, the family finally breathed a sigh of relief after learning that the big-handed gangsters had been wiped out by the mysterious master, and even their old home, Dafeng Chess, had been burned down.

They have been on tenterhooks after being harassed these days, but now their lives can finally return to normal.

After coming back to his senses, Wang Jianguo quickly said to Wang Qian on the sofa, "Xiao Qian, hurry up and get the medical kit and help your brother treat the wound. Look at how dirty these rags are. Wrapping the wound will cause infection."

of."

"Hey, okay."

Wang Qian responded, then quickly stood up and went to get the medical kit.

At this time, Wang Jianguo also stood up from the chair and said to Wang Sheng, "Dasheng, the ground is cold, come and sit on the chair. Xiaoqian can be saved tonight thanks to you and a mysterious master. It's a pity that the master didn't stay."

I don’t know how to contact them.

Oh, forget it, your injury is not serious, I will go to the kitchen to make a good meal and patch it up for you."

While talking, Wang Jianguo walked to the kitchen and began to look for ingredients.

Upon seeing this, Wang Sheng also stood up from the ground and sat on the chair given by Wang Jianguo.

He untied a piece of rag wrapping the wound. At this time, the rag and the wound were already adhered together. Wang Sheng tried to pull it, and he immediately felt a stinging pain from the wound.

This insignificant pain was nothing to Wang Sheng, and he even felt refreshed because of the pain.

When Wang Qian came back with the medical kit, Wang Sheng had already taken off the blood-stained top and dismantled the temporary rag bandages on his body.

Seeing the several bruises on Wang Sheng's body and the three wounds that were still oozing blood, Wang Qian couldn't help but exclaimed.

"What's wrong, what's wrong."

Wang Jianguo came out of the kitchen carrying a piece of ribs. When he saw the three hideous wounds on Wang Sheng's body, he also took a breath of cold air.

"It's okay. Although the wound looks scary, it's not deep. It's just a superficial wound." Wang Sheng reassured, and then said with a smile, "I'm starving after a busy night. Let's cook quickly."

"Okay, okay, I'll do it right now." Wang Jianguo responded quickly, and then said with some worry, "But no matter what, go to the hospital tomorrow. I'll call your class teacher later to ask for leave and ask you to

Rest at home for a few days and recuperate."

"OK."

Wang Jianguo returned to the kitchen carrying the ribs, while Wang Qian came to Wang Sheng carrying the medicine box and began to treat his wounds.

After wiping and disinfecting with alcohol and wrapping the wound with gauze, Wang Qian quickly treated Wang Sheng's wound with clean and neat movements.

Looking at the beautiful bows made of gauze, Wang Sheng moved his body and nodded slightly.

Although Wang Qian is young, she is very skilled in dressing wounds, comparable to some professionally trained nurses. Regarding this, Wang Sheng, who had been lying in a hospital bed for eighteen years in his previous life, has a lot to say.

Right.

While Wang Sheng was moving his body, Wang Qian, who was packing the medicine box at the side, suddenly whispered, "Brother, thank you tonight."

Wang Sheng was startled for a moment, then stretched out his hand and touched Wang Qian's head with a smile.

"As a family, don't talk about two families."

At this time, Wang Jianguo brought over a plate of cucumbers and a plate of cold tomatoes, and placed them on the coffee table that served as a dining table in front of the sofa.
Chapter completed!