"Why do you work in a bar?" Fang Yuan couldn't help asking.
"Aren't you also working in the martial arts gym?" Ye Zheyu asked back.
"Even if you are a part-time worker, you don't have to go to a bar to be a waiter, right?"
Ye Zheyu is an awakened person, if he wants to follow the Dragon Gate, he is actually much better than being a waiter.
However, he didn't want to become that kind of person.
"My dad used to work in a bar and knew the manager there, so he asked me to go to the top shift. I can take some wine back to him."
"Get some wine?" Fang Yuan didn't understand.
Ye Zheyu explained: "Take the leftover wine from the guests, my dad now lives on these two sips."
Fang Yuan frowned and said, "Then you shouldn't give him a drink."
Ye Zheyu shook his head and said, "If you don't give it, it won't work. Once he mixed alcohol with water, and his eyes were almost blind..."
Mix alcohol with water and drink it blindly. This must be industrial alcohol.
Fang Yuan now knew how far his father had drunk, and he had reached the point of desperation.
"Your dad..."
Fang Yuan actually wanted to say, for such a father, forget it.
However, that was Ye Zheyu's father after all, and it was not easy for outsiders to discuss.
"In fact, he was not like this before. When I was a kid, he taught me to play with guns. It was good. However, a urine test was found in a competition... Forget it, let's not talk about it, I will take some rice wine and go back."
Ye Zheyu walked to a small shop next to him, slapped two or two loose rice wine, packed them in plastic bags and took them home.
Fang Yuan knew that his father used to be a shooter and had won a medal.
Unexpectedly, his home has become like this now.
No wonder he was hiding in the corner by himself when he was invited into the team for the first time.
At that time, he thought he was out of gregariousness, but now it seems that it is actually because of the low self-esteem caused by his family.
The two walked to a dilapidated street in the old city.
Ye Zheyu pointed to the dark alley and said, "I'm home now, you can go back."
Fang Yuan stood at the entrance of the alley and said, "Don't go back to the bar, and find a job. If it doesn't work, go to the martial arts hall to try."
"Don't worry, I can do it myself." Ye Zheyu waved and walked into the dark alley.
Fang Yuan yelled at him: "Longmen shouldn't trouble you. If they find trouble, tell me."
"Thank you." Ye Zheyu waved back and disappeared into the dark alley.
...
Ye Zheyu walked through the alley, walked into an old building, smeared upstairs, and opened the door of his house.
The house is the same as before, no lights are turned on, and everything is dark.
He pressed the light switch, and the light tube flashed a few times before it turned on.
There was a slightly sloppy old man sitting on the ground, his back leaning against the old sofa, motionless.
Ye Zheyu poured the rice wine out of the plastic bag, filled it in a big cup, and stuffed it into the old man's hand.
The old man shook his head and looked at Ye Zheyu with blurred eyes, and said, "I have cooked rice in the kitchen. The water I tested with my fingers must be cooked rice this time."
Then he poured a big mouthful of rice wine.
Ye Zheyu walked into the kitchen, took out two bowls, filled two bowls of rice, took out a handful of mustard from the cupboard, tore it apart, and poured a little on top of both bowls of rice.
Then, take the rice out and put it on the coffee table.
"Let's eat first." Ye Zheyu took the rice wine in his father's hand, put it aside, and stuffed the chopsticks into his hand.
The old man started picking up rice and asked, "Did you practice guns today?"
"Trained."
"How many rings did you make?"
"12 groups, 561 rings." Ye Zheyu replied.
"Well, there are still a lot of 9 rings, so I have to continue practicing." The old man groaned.
"Hurry up and eat."
Ye Zheyu immersed himself in picking up the rice and ignored his chatter.
He has lived like this since he was in high school. He has long been used to it. There is nothing to be sad about and nothing to resent.
As for practicing shooting, that's nonsense.
To practice shooting, not to mention the cost of the field, the cost of buying bullets cannot be afforded.
Since entering high school, he has only touched real guns in his dreams and in martial arts classes.
However, his father's memory still remained when Ye Zheyu was in junior high school.
Ask about gun training every day.
The old man drank three or two meters of wine, and drank the half bottle left in the house. Then, holding a wooden pistol, he started aiming, his hands shaking like chicken feet.
He used to make this wooden pistol as a toy for his son, but now he is playing it.
He glanced and talked.
"Xiaoyu. Keep your shooting hand steady, keep your breath steady, and keep your heart steady. Just like back then, that great Chinese guy named Golden Bell, he was 7 rings ahead of me at first, but was not chased by my dad."
Ye Zheyu probably heard this story more than 3,000 times, once a day, for almost ten years.
Ye Zheyu took out a box from his schoolbag, opened it, and took out a glass tube inside.
This glass tube is the E-type Xingli injection rewarded by the first prize in the actual combat assessment.
Other people in the team used Xingli injection that day, but he was useless and quietly put it back in his schoolbag.
Because this Xingli injection is too valuable.
If sold, the current living environment can be changed immediately.
Therefore, he has been hesitating.
"Xiaoyu, what are you looking at?" Father Ye asked in a daze.
"Xingli injection."
"What Xingli injection?"
"If you win the actual combat assessment, if you are injected, your star power level may be raised to level 3."
"Then you quickly use it." Father Ye urged.
"You can get one million if you sell it." Ye Zheyu said.
"No, no, this can't be sold, it's difficult to sell it and buy it back. Nothing is as important as star power upgrades."
Although Father Ye was half drunk and his brain was not working well, some obsessions engraved in his mind in his early years became the deepest memory.
Ye Zheyu looked at his father's turbid eyes. Although there were many hardships in life, he knew in his heart that his father loved him, and this was the reason why he has been holding it till now.
He smiled and put the Xingli injection back into the box.
...
the next day.
After Fang Yuan arrived at the school, he began to copy abilities crazily in the school.
The students in key high schools are not badly talented and have many top abilities.
When Fang Yuan saw a good ability, he copied it and stored it in the ability watch.
After storing up all the power watches, go to the library to find Han Youwei, and return the watch-type Star Power Storage to her: "Return it to you."
When Han Youwei saw this Xingli watch, she was taken aback and asked, "Do you not need it anymore?"
"You are expensive and not easy to use. You can only store one type of star power, which is too rubbish."
Fang Yuan finished speaking, looked into her eyes, and muttered in his heart: angry...angry...hurry up...
Han Youwei frowned, a touch of sadness flashed in her eyes, and said: "Then I will help you ask next time and see if there is any better."
Isn't this angry?
When Fang Yuan saw that she was not angry, but rather sad, he had to coax her and said: "I'm kidding with you, I have a better one. So I'll give this back to you, and I'll save my star power and give it to you. It’s great to remember."
Han Youwei became happy after hearing this, staring at the black power watch in Fang Yuan's hand, and asked, "Where did you come from?"
"Ten storage units helped by the Supervisory Authority." Fang Yuan replied.
"How could Super Management Bureau help with this? With ten storage units, the cost... is a bit exaggerated." Han Youwei was slightly surprised.
According to the cost of Xingli Storage, one is millions, if ten...
"So, I'm going to give my life to Super Management Bureau now." Fang Yuan said lightly, without any sense of desperation.
"Is it dangerous?" Han Youwei asked concerned.
Fang Yuan pointed to his eyes, and said, "I mainly use my eyes to see. As long as I don't see anything with spicy eyes, there should be no danger."
"Puff......" Han Youwei covered her mouth and laughed.
"Are you smiling so low?" Fang Yuan blinked his eyes.
"Do you still go to the martial arts hall to do the work tonight?" Han Youwei asked instead.
"Go. Why, is Damei Han going to wrap me up?" Fang Yuan joked with a smile on his face.
Han Youwei's ears turned red, but she said, "Yes, I want to cover the night."
"That's expensive."
"Can you get a discount?"
"95% off, no more."
The two joked with each other.
At school in the afternoon.
Han Youwei is going to the martial arts hall to practice, Fang Yuan invited Ye Zheyu by the way.
"Will you go to the martial arts gym to see it at night? The Awakeners are actually very easy to find a job in the martial arts gym. I just take you to see it, not help you ask.
"Then you tell me the address. I'll go after dinner." Ye Zheyu did not object.
Fang Yuan left him the address, and then went to the martial arts hall first.
Ye Zheyu came to the martial arts hall around eight o'clock.
Fang Yuan and Han Youwei practiced against each other, and when they were resting, they took Ye Zheyu around in the martial arts hall.
It was half past nine.
Han Youwei is going home.
So the three went home together.
There was a part of the way the three of them went home.
So Han Youwei didn't get into the car, and walked with the two on the night streets, walking briskly and in a good mood.
suddenly.
Fang Yuan felt a sense of danger of being watched, his eyes fixed, and he quickly scanned the dark corners of the street with his probing power.
Then, on the roof of a dilapidated house at the end of the street, I saw a black shadow with question marks on the property panel.
Fang Yuan quickly grabbed Han Youwei and Ye Zheyu and dragged them into the alley.
Do not wait for them to ask why.
Fang Yuan took the lead and said: "Something has happened, I will rush out later to lead people away, and you two will get in the car and go home. Don't hesitate, otherwise your life may be in danger!"
Both of them were a little confused and didn't understand what was going on.
Fang Yuan rushed out after speaking, running at top speed under the cover of the street wall.
"What happened?"
Han Youwei came out of the alley and wanted to know what was going on, but Fang Yuan had already run away.
Ye Zheyu was practicing shooting and had a keen sight. He immediately spotted a figure on the roof in the distance. He pointed his finger in that direction and said, "There is a dark figure there. Isn't it a dangerous awakener?"
Han Youwei frowned and glanced at the dark shadow in the distance, without hesitation, she immediately chased after her.
Ye Zheyu also quickly followed.
Three men ran wildly on the street.
