Show off the whole class of scumbags, you call this the head teacher

"Then today, after hearing and seeing...tell me..."

"Which way do you want to choose?"

The question, after a long transition, was finally thrown out in a very straightforward manner.

The man started another cigarette, his eyes fixed on Tan Jiaping who was a few steps away, without saying a word.

Time, at this moment, seemed to be swallowed by a bottomless vortex.

Not a splash of water....

Until, Zhao Li, whose mouth was a little dry, stretched out his hand to touch the teacup on the table.

An extremely indifferent voice suddenly broke the calm.

It was Tan Jiaping who spoke.

He kept his original posture without raising his head, and even his voice was low and hoarse.

He first picked up a photo from the table and shook it slightly in the air.

Then he picked up another photo and pointed at the blood-red person lying under the tree.

Just now.

"I haven't met my grandpa, but I heard from my dad that in 82, he entered the wolf's den and went undercover for two and a half years. He lost contact with everyone in the family. In two years, my grandma looked old. There are more than ten years old."

"At that time, all of them thought that my grandfather had passed away, but they were very puzzled...why no one informed our family of such a big event. Until, one day in the first half of 84, our town A sack suddenly appeared at the entrance of the police station, and when I opened it, there was a person inside..."

"From head to toe, no part of the skin is complete, and all the bones on the body are broken. With that face, his identity cannot be discerned at all."

"Do you know how it was finally confirmed that he belonged to my grandfather?"

Tan Jiaping's tone was very light, and the remaining three were listening with bated breath.

"Because...he sealed his ID on the innermost layer of his clothes, because it was his...the most important thing!"

In the space where the needle can be heard, a boy who narrated a not-so-long but heavy enough story did not stop.

"Of course I met my dad, although the memory is a little fuzzy now...he left when I was ten years old."

"It's about the same as these two photos..."

"People who don't want to die want to bring things in. When swordsmen meet, fight to the death..."

"When the body was pulled back, my mother kept crying, covering my eyes and crying, I knew she didn't want me to see that scene, but I saw it anyway... I asked my mother a question , I said mom, why does dad look shorter?"

"Do you know why?"

Tan Jiaping suddenly raised his head and asked.

Then he spoke on his own.

"Because... I have no legs..."

The atmosphere became extremely heavy at this moment.

Zhao Li, who always regarded himself as a tough guy, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes. He wanted to speak out, but found that he couldn't say a word.

in silence.

The boy who finished all the talking stood up from the sofa.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, rummaged through it a few times, and then fixed something on the screen.

Two steps forward, he came to the man surnamed Mo, stretched out his hand and handed over the phone.

The man looked down at the screen.

Found that the above is an old photo that is a bit old.

A man with a peaceful smile is holding a little boy with a bright smile and a wooden gun in his arms.

And on the middle hall behind the two of them, there is a calligraphy with strong brushwork.

The content is an extremely simple sentence.

"Who but Me"

"so......"

The boy who finally raised his voice chose to straighten his back at this moment.

He looked at the man surnamed Mo with deep and firm eyes.

"You ask me, which way should I choose?"

"Actually, I don't care at all."

"Because, whichever way I choose. I'm going to do what I'm meant to do. …"

The boy's expression became rock-solid at this moment.

At the age of 17, the words that can be said reach people's hearts as if they have gone through decades of wind and frost.

他 说:

"I don't want anything!"

"Just want them to..."

"eye for eye!"

Chapter 194 What is his situation now?Obsessed

In a not-too-long period of time, Tan Jiaping seems to have only told two stories that happened to him.

But everyone knows it.

He has already responded to the question of the man surnamed Mo.

He responded in an extremely decisive way, and also told him in an extremely indifferent manner.

Long, long ago, Tan Jiaping...had decided to go down this road!

With two photos, do you want to change his mind?

impossible!

After a short silence, he handed the phone back to Tan Jiaping.

The man surnamed Mo stood up from the sofa.

He raised his hand and pressed on Tan Jiaping's shoulder.

After lowering his head to look at the boy whose height was almost the same as his own, he pursed his lips and raised his hand to pat him on the shoulder twice.

After rolling his Adam's apple for a while, he finally spoke.

There was a slight touch and firmness in his tone.

"Good! Good!"

"As long as you choose, then I will teach!"

"From today onwards, every night after school and two days on weekends, come to Nancheng to find me!"

While speaking, he tilted his head to look at Lu Ze, and raised his finger to Tan Jiaping who was standing in front of him.

"Leave it to me, don't worry!"

"Although I have to suffer a little bit, in the future... I will fight for..."

Speaking of this, the man's tone suddenly became a little heavy.

The palm fell lightly, and after stroking the top of Tan Jiajiaping's head a few times, he continued.

"I'm fighting... so that he can keep... this life!"

It sounds like a promise that is not a promise.

But everyone present knew that for the path chosen by Tan Jiaping.

This kind of promise is actually... as important as a thousand pounds!

"Tan Jiaping?"

Lu Ze, who rarely spoke from the beginning, finally spoke at this moment.

After calling out the boy's name in a calm tone, he smoked a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

"Are you afraid of suffering?"

After hearing the question from Lu Ze, Tan Jiaping shook his head vigorously and replaced all answers with silence.

"Not afraid, are you?"

After the cigarette in his hand was lit, Lu Ze took a deep breath.

Then he smiled and looked at the man surnamed Mo standing at the other end of the coffee table.

"Brother Mo...you heard it too, this kid said that he is not afraid of suffering..."

"Then..."

"Practice to death!"

After hearing Lu Ze's words, Tan Jiaping didn't respond, but Zhao Li suddenly gasped.

The man in front of him is a ruthless character at first glance, and now he has Teacher Lu's tacit approval.

Tan Jiaping's life after that, he can almost clearly predict...

It must be... very miserable!

This afternoon finally ended with the farewell of the man surnamed Mo.

When the night gradually shrouded the sky, there were only the three teachers and students left in the room.

Zhao Li, who was full of curiosity, finally couldn't hold back, and asked Lu Ze about the mysterious-looking man surnamed Mo just now.

Lu Ze didn't play tricks, and introduced the man to the two students who were defeated by him with a few simple words.

"Mo Fei, a former member of the X Special Forces of a certain southern military region, and an individual all-around champion in three international special forces competitions."

"Five times of third-class work, two times of second-class work."

"I went to the western province and the new province many times to perform special missions, and I narrowly escaped death!"

Having said that, Lu Ze added with a smile.

"Oh, yes, of course he is the one who lives and dies."

After hearing Lu Ze finish speaking, Tan Jiaping, who had been silent for a long time, asked a little puzzled.

"Such a powerful person...... the army is willing to let go?"

Lu Ze smiled and shook his head.

"This question, ask your master yourself!"

After the topic about Mo Fei ended, Lu Ze went to the refrigerator to find something to eat, warmed it up casually, and chatted with the two of them while eating.

During the process, he asked Zhao Li a very strange question, which made Tan Jiaping confused.

The reason why he said this was because the question he asked... It seemed that only Zhao Li could understand it.

Lu Ze's problem is.

"How is he doing?"

And Zhao Li's answer was also extremely concise.

"Ghostly obsessed..."

The teacher and student, who were like playing charades, immediately sowed a seed of curiosity in Tan Jiaping's heart.

While chewing, he poked Zhao Li who was sitting beside him.

"what's going on?"

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!"

Lu Ze raised his head and glared at Tan Jiaping, ending the question.

Finally, when the two were about to go out, Lu Ze stopped Zhao Li again.