Chapter 17: Lao Tzu is a soldier

Chapter 17 Lao Tzu is a Soldier
Zhang Xiaokang was completely stunned.
His body was trembling.
I thought it was a very good opportunity to curry favor with Zhang Tiehong, but as everyone knows, the other party has a bigger background.
The real estate business in Yangcheng is like a crucian carp who crosses the river. Although Zhang Tiehong has a certain reputation, he is far from the famous philanthropist Zheng Haitian. Zhang Xiaokang knows this very well.
Snapped!
I couldn't help but slap myself. I knew this earlier, and I wasn't so fierce to Luo Feng in the car just now.
Zhang Xiaokang wanted to cry without tears. In case the other party wanted to retaliate against him, with Zheng Haitian's energy, it would be easy to suppress a squad leader of a police station.
"Go and apologize by yourself." Chen Fenglai looked angry with indifference.
Zhang Xiaokang wanted to say something and stopped for a while, but turned around and walked out.
The interrogation room was extremely silent.
Tang Da'er's emotions had completely calmed down, his face couldn't be concealed, and he looked around in panic.
After all, he was just an ordinary middle school student. In the interrogation room of the police station, he was naturally nervous and panicked as a prisoner. However, Tang Dal hesitated for a while, his eyes still showed firmness, "Brother Feng, wait for the interrogation. I have taken all the responsibilities alone!"
Luo Feng's face was calm, this was the second time he had walked into such a place in a few days.
With a slight smile, he patted Tang Dal's shoulder, "Let's just watch the changes."
"No, Brother Feng, I'm serious." Tang Dal's voice said eagerly, "I am destined to end my academic career after high school, but you are different from Brother Feng. You are determined to enter Zhejiang University. I delayed your studies!"
"Big ears, calm down first." Luo Feng patted his shoulder, his eyes clear as water, "I said, I won't abandon my comrade-in-arms! If it's a brother, let's carry it together!"
Tang Dal's lips trembled, and he felt as if his throat was choking while looking at Luo Feng.
哐!
The door of the interrogation room opened.
Zhang Xiaokang walked in with a complicated expression.
Two police officers followed behind him.
Tang Dal's pupils shrank, and he straightened up subconsciously, his hands in handcuffs.
"Today's matter has nothing to do with my brother Feng!" Tang Daer gritted his teeth and said with a vibrating voice.
Zhang Xiaokang smiled bitterly. It's related, I don't have the guts to lynch your brother Jiafeng!
"Open the handcuffs." Zhang Xiaokang gestured, and one of the police officers stepped forward and opened Tang Dal's handcuffs.
Tang Dal was stunned and looked at Zhang Xiaokang with puzzled eyes.
Ten minutes ago, the police officer Zhang was still yelling at him fiercely. Why did he suddenly seem to have changed his sex?
"Ah, it's like this." Zhang Xiaokang said in a low voice, "We have investigated the whole matter. It is certainly wrong for you to beat people, but after verification, you are a legitimate defense. So, you can now. gone."
"What?" Tang Dal was dumbfounded.
Luo Feng's eyes also flashed unexpectedly.
The change of Officer Zhang's attitude before and after is also too great.
At first, Luo Feng subconsciously felt what conspiracy would be. However, the progress of the matter unexpectedly went smoothly, and Zhang Xiaokang personally sent him out of the police station.
"Luo--Luo Feng." Zhang Xiaokang walked to Luo Feng's side, his face arched with a smile, "At the school, our police will send someone to make it clear that you are completely defending this matter." Zhang Xiaokang suddenly lowered his voice, "Help me say hello to Mr. Zheng."
Luo Feng was startled, as if he understood something, for a while, he nodded slightly.
It wasn't until he got in the taxi back to school that Tang Dear came back. He couldn't help but slapped himself, then jumped up, surprised and excited, "I--I'm not dreaming!"
Luo Feng can naturally understand Tang Dal's mood.
I thought I came to the police station and didn't know what kind of interrogation I was going to face.
This makes people feel like a day trip to the police station.
"Of course you are not dreaming." Luo Feng smiled slightly, "the feeling of throwing Zhang Qiang into the dung pit, can dreaming be so happy?"
"Yes, dreaming is not so happy!" Tang Dal clenched his fists tightly, his expression excited.
After a while, Tang Dal raised his eyes to look at Luo Feng and suddenly looked solemn, "Brother Feng, I'm sorry."
"What's wrong?" Luo Feng puzzled.
"I lied to you." Tang Dal gritted his teeth and said word by word, "I go home-actually, I don't need to take a bus, it's near the school."
Luo Feng was stunned, and looked at Tang Dal even more puzzled.
Tang Dal's eyes struggled for a while, and he said softly, "Brother Feng, do you know why Zhang Qiang called me Special Soldier Tang?"
This is what Luo Feng has always been puzzled by.
"Because, my father is a soldier!" At this moment, Tang Dal's tears could not stop surging.
There was one thing that was held deep in his heart for too long.
Today, he decided to vent.
More importantly, Brother Feng treats himself as a brother and can no longer hide from him.
The car stopped slowly at a street corner.
Luo Feng got out of the car and raised his eyes and swept around. This slightly worn-out excuse was about 500 meters away from Zijing Middle School. The cement slabs on the street are all potholes, and a construction team is making repairs, making noises.
"Here." Tang Dal led Luo Feng into an alley and stopped in front of a locked iron gate.
Luo Feng raised his head. This is a rental house!
Luo Feng did not rush to speak, and followed Tang Dal to the third floor.
The moment Tang Dal took out the key and opened the door, a strong pungent smell of alcohol poured out like sea water.
However, Tang Daer seemed to have used it.
"Brother Feng, please come in."
Luo Feng nodded.
The layout of the room was a bit beyond Luo Feng's expectations.
This rental house looks a bit dilapidated, and the moment the door was opened, the room was full of alcohol. Luo Feng could imagine the scene in the house, it must be a mess.
But what Luo Feng saw in his eyes was another scene.
In a hall of about 30 square meters, sofas, tables and chairs, old-fashioned televisions, etc. are placed extremely simple and elegant, and the surrounding walls are whitewashed. What attracted Luo Feng's attention for the first time was a photo hanging on the wall!
It's a big group photo!
Nearly a hundred people are dressed in military uniforms and their bodies are as straight as steel.
At the bottom of the photo, a line of words is printed
Group photo of the veterans of the 17th Detachment of Sharp Swords, 39th Regiment of Shenyang Military Region
"Sharp Sword Unit?" Luo Feng's eyes quickly flashed an accident.
Fleeting.
Tang Daer didn't notice Luo Feng's strangeness.
Everything in the house is very tidy and clean.
It seems to inherit the concise style of the soldiers!
Tang Dal opened a door.
On the bed of the room, a figure was sleeping soundly, with a wine bottle in his arms.
In contrast to the drunk, the room is clean and tidy.
"He is my dad." Tang Dal walked over, carefully took the wine bottle in his palm, took the foldable quilt next to him and covered him, and the two quietly exited the room.
"Brother Feng, don't you think everything in the house is weird." Tang Daer said slowly, "Although my dad spends much more time drunk than when he is awake, everything in this house is his Pack it up!"
"My dad often said one thing-even if he is drunk, I am still a soldier!"