"Thank you!"

Hu Li jumped out of the ambulance and rushed to Yang Ling and looked at him gratefully.

Yang Ling was stunned for a moment, her eyes swept across her body. Her face looked like a peach blossom, her facial features were delicate, and a small red mole on her white neck added a touch of charm. Her tight jeans perfectly outlined her tight buttocks and slender and round legs. Her smile was full of smiles and touched her heartstrings. Even a man with iron could not resist this touch of tenderness.

"No, this is my mission." Yang Ling replied lightly, "Even if it's not you, I will still save you. So, you don't need to thank me."

Hu Li was stunned and gave him a look. She was such a wood that didn't understand the fun.

"I'll introduce myself, my name is Hu Li." Hu Rong stretched out her hand generously.

Yang Ling froze for a moment, as if he was at a loss.

Hu Li smiled sweetly and forced her hand to hold it. It was very generous and powerful, giving people a strong sense of security.

As soft as boneless, as smooth as grease. Yang Ling pulled back his hand nervously and smiled awkwardly.

He was poor and unrestrained after jailing for a year, and even more ignorant of the world, how could he know how much the girl in front of him was? His far-fetched smile seemed to be afraid that others would pester her, which made Hu Rong feel a little amused.

She encountered many things that a toad wanted to eat swan meat, but she didn't think the man in front of her was a toad. On the contrary, the aura emitted by this man made her feel like she wanted to get close.

"At least I should let me know what my benefactor is, right?" Hu Li looked at him with bright eyes, not hiding her appreciation at all.

"It's just a passerby, why bother to know? If it's okay, I'll leave first." Yang Ling said coldly and turned around and left.

He did not have that kind of unrealistic fantasy, and felt that with this so-called life-saving grace, something could happen to her. Although Gao Jun did not explain Hu Rong's background in detail, the person who could make all the police look ugly was not an ordinary girl. And he, a poor boy who had been in prison, only because of a small mistake made the two of them intersect. However, it was only limited to that.

"Interesting person." Looking at Yang Ling's departure back, Hu Li didn't catch up with her, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth and muttered to herself.

"His name is Yang Ling, the sharp Ling. As his name is, he is as sharp as a sharp blade." Gao Jun walked over and looked at his back, feeling lost.

"Yang Ling, Yang Ling." Hu Li murmured twice, as if she wanted to engrave the name deeply into her mind.

"Is he a soldier?" Hu Li asked.

"Once it was." Gao Jun sighed silently.

From the moment Yang Ling stepped into prison, his military status was expelled. He was just an ordinary person.

Whenever he thinks of this, Gao Jun is like a tummy. He deliberately told her Yang Ling's name, hoping that Hu Li will be helpful to him in the future because of Yang Ling's grace of saving her life.

"Oh." Hu Li responded lightly, remembering the previous conversation between Yang Ling and Ba Chai, she seemed to have some insight.

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The villagers are timid!

Seeing the dilapidated house in front of him, Yang Ling trembled slightly.

Eight years, I haven't come back for eight years. And so many things have happened in these eight years, like a movie, which has allowed him to experience countless joys, sorrows, separations, and separations of life and death.

Now, looking at everything familiar in front of you, Yang Ling felt very intimate. After all, this is his warmest harbor. It is like a wounded child returning to his mother's arms.

"Squeak"!

The dilapidated wooden door made a sound, and Yang Ling pushed the door open and entered.

"who!"

The frightened girl looked at Yang Ling who was pushing the door open. Her originally frightened and nervous expression suddenly became surprised and excited, and the kitchen knife in her hand fell to the ground.

"Brother!" The girl pounced on him, hugged him tightly, and sobbed in a low voice.

"What's wrong?" Yang Ling looked at the graceful girl who had fallen in front of him in surprise.

He clearly remembered that when she left home, she was still a child, and she was still following the little girl behind her with a ponytail. Now, she has grown into a big girl, tall and graceful, and lotus from the water.

When she let go of Yang Ling, the girl's face turned slightly flushed, as if she felt a little shy because of her actions just now. She bit her lips tightly and didn't say anything.

"Where is grandpa?" Yang Ling asked.

"Lying in the bed," the girl said.

The simple hut room of more than ten square meters is clean and tidy. The house is divided into two bedrooms with curtains, which are lived in by grandfathers Pang Peichen and Sun Yirui.

They were not Pang Peichen's grandson, but the orphans he adopted. Pang Peichen was a veteran who participated in the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea. He was injured in the battle. His eye was hit by the fragments of shells and completely lost his light. However, he was stubborn and did not cause any trouble to the national government, and he did not receive a dollar of subsidy. He relied on picking up rags to make a living, and adopted Yang Ling and Sun Yirui. There was also Pang Renjie, who was three years younger than Sun Yirui.

Pang Renjie is Pang Peichen's legitimate grandson, but when he was very young, his parents died in a car accident. Naturally, Pang Peichen took him over and raised him.

"Grandpa!" Yang Ling choked and screamed at the old man on the bed.

Pang Peichen trembled all over, supporting him to get up, and Sun Yirui hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

"Xiao Ling, you... are you back?" Pang Peichen trembled and stretched out his hand to grab him, his eyes were a little wet with excitement.

"The grandson is unfilial." Yang Ling knelt down with a "thump" and kowtowed three times.

"Get up quickly, get up quickly, just come back, just come back." Pang Peichen said excitedly.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?" Yang Ling stepped forward and held his hand. It was full of wrinkles and calluses, which were the traces carved by time and hard work.

"Oh..." Pang Peichen sighed deeply, silent.

"It's Xiaojie. He owes a lot of debts when gambling outside. Those who ask for debts come to the door, but they still can't make up enough valuable things at home. Those people beat their grandfather like this. They also said that if they don't pay back the money, they will arrest me... and arrest me to work in a nightclub." Sun Yirui was panicked and at a loss.

"Where is the slut?" Yang Ling frowned, and a chill burst out from his eyes.

"We don't know, he hasn't come back for two or three months," Sun Yirui replied.

"Xiaojie is still young, you have to find him back quickly and don't let him learn bad things outside." Pang Peichen's eyes could not hide his love and concern.

Yang Ling nodded and then asked, "Who was the one who injured grandpa? Where are they?"

"I don't know, but they should be here today. I thought it was them when you entered the house just now." Sun Yirui said.

"Don't worry, my brother is back, no one can bully you in the future." Yang Ling's murderous intent flashed in his eyes as if he was about to solidify the air.
Chapter completed!