The flying hero picked up Wang Wei again, put his forearm across his neck, and pushed him onto a shelf with a thud: "If you can't give me a reason to convince me, I will kill you. Little devil, the first thing I saw in this world since I was born is sin, and the first thing I can remember is sin. So, don't say disgusting words like "justice". There is no justice in this world, only facts."

"He is my...adoptive father." Wang Wei said with difficulty.

The flying hero glared at him.

"My biological father... is a... a policeman... he... believes that justice exists." Wang Wei's eyes were filled with tears. I don't know if it was because it hurts too much or because he was oppressed by the Wong's throat was a bit retching. He looked at Wong's ruthless eyes: "Your eyes... are the same as when my father treats... criminals... you... all believe in... justice..."

The flying hero slowly let go of Wang Wei. Wang Wei sat on the ground like a pile of mud, covering his throat with both hands and coughing continuously.

Feixia still didn't believe in Wang Wei very much. He asked Cailin to investigate this guy. As long as he had a name, he would find the photos. Among the thousands of photos he found, there was always one of Wang Wei who he had seen. As long as Wang Wei had a photo, he would have his social security account, work information, family situation...

Wang Wei looks very much like himself nine years ago.

Those eyes are a little simple and passionate, as simple as a child who can daydream. He always believes that justice can defeat evil idiots.

The flying hero stretched out his finger with black leather gloves and gently pressed it in a place next to the shelf. The shelf was immediately divided into two rows to open, revealing a secret room. There was a large wardrobe in the secret room, and there were more than a dozen sets of black leather jackets, cloaks, and masks. There were imitations of various flying hero equipment on both sides.

The flying man took out a fire-stopping bomb from his arms expressionlessly and threw it in gently. Before the bomb exploded, he pressed the button again and slowly closed the cabinet. At the moment when he closed it, the flying man put on a cool black goggles, and a strong light appeared inside, and a flash of strong light flashed by.

The flying hero walked up to Wang Wei: "Sorry, you ruined your toys. Children shouldn't play with these dangerous things. The Redeemer is really playing. If you continue to do this, you don't need me to take action. He will definitely kill you. He may be an opponent I can't defeat. If he found you, you will find that my tolerance and love for you today does not have to be less than your father."

Feixia walked to the balcony, and opened the glass door of the balcony with both hands. Just as he was about to leave, Wang Wei stumbled and stood up, roaring at Feixia's back: "Let me be your assistant! Everything is fine! Train me! Let me help you!"

The flying hero looked back at him and said nothing.

Seeing that the flying hero had already stepped on the railing of the balcony and was about to fly away, Wang Wei shouted: "I won't stop, I'm not afraid of death!"

The flying hero didn't look back this time: "I know, you long to die in battle. There is a kind of paranoid madness in your eyes. Such a person is not qualified to talk about justice. What you need is not a flying hero, but a psychologist."

After saying that, the flying hero gently fell down from the railing and disappeared.

Wang Wei gasped and got up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Quan'ao."

After returning to the equipment library and changing out his own set of clothes, Zhao Yu felt physically and mentally exhausted.

The young man's hot eyes touched him for a moment. But he was already in the abyss that was endless and could not pull others into the water. He was deeply worried that he could almost certain that fanatics like Wang Wei would not stop because of his own intimidation. He was almost fearless and had almost crazy beliefs. He looked very much like the fifteen-year-old self, except for being weak.

When the phone is powered on, there are several missed calls.

Zhao Yu called a phone number: "Hey, hello, I am Zhao Yu."

"Ah, little brother, why is the phone off?"

Zhao Yu smiled and said mischievously: "I just went to take a shower. Is it Yao Xiaojing classmate? Oh, it's so exciting to think that I'll go to school with Yao Xiaojing tomorrow!"

"Hahaha." Yao Xiaojing also laughed mischievously: "How about it, are you particularly lucky to follow us two beauties?"

"It's not just a blessing, it's so happy! By the way, is it okay to call so late?"

"If you have something to do, we will go back to school tomorrow, so we decided to go out to have fun tonight. How about it, come and take us to the bar."

"Ah?" Zhao Yu looked at the time: "It's almost one o'clock in the morning now."

"Yes, it happened to be the most lively time of the bar." Yao Xiaojing said in a sweet voice: "So you'd better get faster, otherwise you'll miss the good time."

"Uh..." Zhao Yu said: "I'm a little sleepy and plan to go to bed."

"Oh?" Yao Xiaojing was a little unhappy: "Hey, brother, you are a companion. If you study with the companion, you have to follow the master. Besides, if you don't come, Brother Mingguo will not allow us to go anywhere. Oh, right!"

Yao Xiaojing suddenly became very quiet: "Hey, I heard that you are an ancient martial artist, and your kung fu is very good. You can beat four at one time. Is that true?"

Zhao Yu frowned and said in a relaxed tone: "Who told you this?"

"Sister Meiqi, we have no secrets. Wow, that's great. I thought why are ancient martial artists lie? How can there be such people? Come and let me take a good look at you. Hey, when you were training, I heard that you poke a stone with your fingers, take a bath in a pan, and smash the eggs with a hammer. Is that true?"

Zhao Yu looked at the phone, as if he was looking at Yao Xiaojing: "Uh... nothing is there."

"Oh, so disappointed."

Zhao Yu complained in his heart: I was disappointed! What kind of kung fu is it that I smashed the ball with a hammer? Who do you think I am!?

"Then, come quickly, this is an order, the order! If you don't come, you will be deducted your salary!"

"Ah OK OK OK OK I'll go here."

Zhao Yu hung up the phone, a little stunned.

To be honest, sometimes I really regard myself as an ordinary person these days. I go to work, go to supermarkets, watch TV shows online... This life makes him feel very enjoyable. Although he has less money, he feels extremely at ease and happy.

He found that he and Wang Wei had become two extremes. He had experienced strong winds and waves, and yearned for simplicity and ordinaryness; while Wang Wei, who grew up under superior conditions, was so obsessed with and yearned for his exciting combat career.
Chapter completed!