They drove to the train in Jin Xin City.

A tall and imposing young man was sitting in the carriage, admiring the scenery outside the window.

At this time, the door of the carriage was slowly opened, and another tall man approached and said respectfully, "Young Commander-in-chief, there is something you need to investigate, but the news is not very good."

As he spoke, he handed the bag of information in his hand to Lin Che.

He opened the bag and saw a newspaper and several documents in his hand.

The date of the newspaper was three years ago.

There were only male servants in the Zhou family in Jin Xin City, Zhou Wenheng. Yesterday, he died in the City Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, and the police were responsible for all kinds of criminal activities.

The huge title made the hands holding the newspaper tremble a little.

He had witnessed too many comrades-in-arms leaving him, but at this time, he still had to face the death of his good friends.

Looking at the photo of the deceased in the newspaper, the past reappeared in front of him.

"Whose child are you from? Why are you begging here?"

On a rainy night, an old black car stopped in front of a beggar.

This was their first time meeting each other.

"Wait at the door for a while. After I finish my meal, I will secretly bring you some food. Don't run around." In this way, Zhou Wenheng secretly brought him some food every day and spent the most difficult time.

At the age of 12, he was bullied by other children and accidentally hurt a son of an aristocratic family. Then he was beaten by a group of children of an aristocratic family and their Ding Zhui.

The world was so indifferent.

Everyone looked at the group of people with a smile, chasing after them. Only Zhou Wenheng protected him.

"Lin Che, run. If they catch you, they will definitely break your leg. Run."

Lin Che fled in panic. When he looked back, Zhou Wenheng had already been beaten and kicked by others in the middle, but his hands were firmly blocking the crowd, creating a chance for Lin Che to escape.

It was also at that time that Marquis Zhenbei happened to send his troops. He stopped the troops and joined the army resolutely, heading for the most dangerous battlefield in the north.

Zhou Wenheng was the most kind and scholarly person he had ever seen since he came to this world.

Sometimes, God was so unfair that he left the world at the best age in his 20s.

The tall man handed over another mobile phone, and the video on it began to play.

In the picture, several young men and women were playing with each other, and the one playing with each other was Zhou Wenheng.

At this time, Zhou Wenheng was obviously seriously ill, and his hands and feet were trembling like a lung.

He could control his body well.

It was also very difficult to move. Sometimes, his limbs could not support his body, and from time to time, his whole person would fall to the ground.

The rest of the young men and women enjoyed the scene very much and laughed loudly.

The sounds of abuse and sarcasm were endless.

A rough wooden token was shaking not far away from Zhou Wenheng, which made him keep reaching out his trembling hand to try to hold the broken piece of wood, but every time he was about to succeed, it would be taken away and placed further away.

They laughed at him again and again.

During this period, someone rode on him, pulled out his belt, and began to whip him.

They made all kinds of showing off and took photos.

The video lasted for 12 minutes, which was full of pictures of people humiliating and torturing Zhou Wenheng.

Creak! Creak!

The metal table with his right hand clenched made a harsh sound.

The sturdy metal was crushed and curled by his hands.

The wooden token in the picture was carved by him. When he handed it to Zhou Wenheng, he said solemnly, "Zhou Wenheng, I will definitely be an official. Take this. When I come back, I will also let you be an official."

There were a few people who took their childhood words seriously, but Zhou Wenheng, who had read a lot of books and poetry, believed it firmly.

Even though he was seriously ill in the Zhou family's misfortune, he still believed that Lin Che would return home in glory.

Now, he was back, but...

The atmosphere in the car was gloomy and murderous.

"Because we don't know much about Jin Xin City at the moment, the identities of the people in the picture are still being investigated," the tall man said carefully.

He and Lin Che had been through thick and thin for many years and knew each other well.

So it was easy to know what would happen when they arrived in Valencia.

The youngest general in the burly man's country had been killed by countless enemies. In the eyes of the burly man's side, he was the God of War and the national hero.

But in the eyes of the enemy, he was a murderous demon.

It was such a person who protected his family and country at the border. But when he returned to China, he found that his closest relatives and friends had been treated like this. It could be imagined what would happen next.

"There's no need. I know all of them." Lin Che's voice was low and emotionless.

He continued to flip through the documents in his hands.

In just a few years, all the members of the Zhou family had been killed or injured. At present, only Zhou Wenheng's mother and sister were left.

As for Mrs. Zhou, she could not accept the changes in her family. Her son's death was suffering from a mental illness and his condition was very unstable.

"After we arrive at the station, arrange for us to go to the residence of the mother and daughter of the Zhou family."

"Yes."

...

In Jin Xin City.

At dusk, the red clouds were all over the sky.

A military green car slowly stopped in front of a noodle restaurant in an alley in the city.

The noodle restaurant was a little old, and some of the glass on the window had been broken. It was tied up by random glass and continued to be used.

The receptionist was a young girl with delicate features. She was lowering her head and kept counting the goods in her hands.

When he heard someone coming in, he said casually, "Welcome. Have a seat."

The store was relatively deserted, with no guests.

The girl felt that the guests had not moved, so she looked up curiously and glanced at them.

But just as he lowered his head, he found that something was wrong. He raised his head again and stared at the smiling young man.

"Xiaoxue, what's wrong? You don't know me anymore?" Lin Che said with a smile.

Once upon a time, the war at the border was tight, and the secret work was very strict. They all cut off all contact with the outside world.

Time flew like an arrow. Zhou Xue, who had been following behind him and Zhou Wenheng all day long, had become a graceful and elegant young lady. However, her face, which was covered with frost, was a little difficult.

"Brother beggar?" Zhou Xue asked uncertainly.

"It's me."

The ordinary "it's me" made Zhou Xue's lips tremble and tears well up in her eyes.

After the misfortune of the Zhou family, she had never seen any relatives again.

"Brother beggar, where have you been for so many years?"

Zhou Xue did not know Lin Che's name. All she knew was that when she was young, her brother had always been helping this little beggar who was about the same age as them.

A few years of relief.

"I went to the army. I just came back. By the way, where is Aunt Zhou?" Lin Che said.

"We're going out to buy groceries. Isn't this a small restaurant? By the way, my brother is gone." After saying that, Zhou Xue lowered her head and said in a hoarse voice, like a dragonfly in the throat.

"I already know." Lin Che did not say much. His expression was solemn and his voice was low and deep.

After they sat down and chatted for a while, Mrs. Zhou came back with a lot of dishes.

The image of the noblewoman in his memory was gone. At this time, she was already dressed in coarse clothes and had gray hair.

As soon as Mrs. Zhou entered the room, she looked up and saw a tall and familiar man standing in the room.

At this moment, Lin Che's image began to coincide with Zhou Wenheng's.

"Son, where have you been these years?"

The vegetables in her hands were scattered all over the floor. She rushed to Lin Che's side, hugged her son, and questioned him loudly.

She hadn't seen her son for many years. Many people said that her son was dead, but she didn't believe it. Her son was the best, the most kind, and the most sensible when he was young. The fortune-teller said that his son would be successful in the future. How could he die?

At this time, her thoughts were verified. Her son was finally back.

Seeing Mrs. Zhou holding Lin Che with tears streaming down her face, Zhou Xue knew that her mother had misunderstood. Lin Che also knew that Mrs. Zhou had misunderstood, but so what?

When he came back this time, one of them was Zhou Wenheng's mother and sister.

"Mother."

An incomparably strange word was uttered from Lin Che's mouth. He had never thought that he would have the opportunity to call out this word.

Mrs. Zhou cried even harder. The grievances that had accumulated in her heart for many years were finally released.

Tears instantly drenched Lin Che's clothes.

"Stand still. Your wings have hardened. You know what's wrong with you, don't you?" Mrs. Zhou wiped away her tears, pulled out a bamboo stick from the corner of the wall, and slapped it on Lin Che.

Every time he struck, there would be the sound of bamboo and flesh colliding. However, Lin Che stood up straight and did not say a word.

"Hey, what are you crying for? Why, is the Zhou family dead again?"

"Yes, yes, yes. Your Zhou family is dead. No one can die."

A disgusting and sly voice sounded at the door.

Three middle-aged men came in casually.

"Get out of here. You're not welcome here." Seeing them, Zhou Xue was a little excited and scolded them.

"Hehe, little girl, it's getting more and more spicy. I like it." The man teased, and his eyes were constantly looking at Zhou Xue's body.

Zhou Xue still wanted to say something, but Lin Che stopped her and said, "Take mom in first. I'm here."

His tone was firm and unquestionable.

After these words were said, everyone noticed that Lin Che's aura was changing. He was a child who had just admitted his mistake in front of his mother. His expression had turned gloomy and his gaze was exceptionally sharp.

Zhou Xue took her mother back to the inner room, while the other men could not help swallowing.

But thinking about it, with so many people and the rest of them deliberately distanced themselves from the Zhou family, he would not be afraid of him.

"We are from Yuan E Company, and my boss is Li Biao. I'm telling you, don't meddle in my business. Don't make things uncomfortable." The man in the lead warned.

"Yuan E Company?"

With such a fierce expression and a fearless look, he did not look like a good person at all.

Lin Che found a seat to sit down and asked curiously, "Then what are you doing here?"

"Your shop hindered the development and construction of the local part, so you need to hand over the deed for the development of the city," the man said while looking at his palm.

This was the first word to be written in her hand.

When the Zhou family was in trouble, even the local chickens and dogs had to be bullied.

"Brother, don't listen to them. They say that I'm a member of the Zhou family. They just want to share some benefits with me. In the end, they will fall into Li Biao's name." Zhou Xue sent her mother back to her room, returned to this place, and said.

"It's also for your own good. After you hand over the real estate, you can find a place where there is no one to die and reunite with the dead ghosts of the Zhou family earlier."

Her words were extremely vicious. No one knew how much she and her daughter had suffered in daily life.

"Then how much are you going to pay?" Lin Che narrowed his eyes, his gaze becoming colder and colder.

The gangster was shocked by Lin Che's glance, but he thought that there was a far-off E company to back him up, and the power behind the company was even more complicated. Would he be afraid of this immature boy?

"Bah! You want money? You want money to buy coffins? It's your luck to let us take away the real estate. Don't be so shameless, okay?" The man became more and more excited as he spoke. Ignoring the others present, he had already gone to the bar counter to look for the income of the restaurant today.

"Doesn't that mean that we've taken quite a bit of advantage of you?" Lin Che teased.

"Haha, that's right! So, let the little girl stay with us for a few nights as a reward." After that, the three of them burst into laughter.

Zhou Xue's face was very ugly. She pointed at the three people and was so angry that she couldn't speak.

"Xiaoxue, go back to the inner room first." Lin Che's expression was even uglier than Zhou Xue's. To think that the three of them would actually speak so rudely.

If it weren't for Zhou Xue, he would have sent them to hell.

Seeing Zhou Xue turn around and leave, the leading gangster said impatiently, "Go inside and ask the old lady to draw and sign quickly, and then burn this place."

The two men who received the order were about to go to the inner room.

"Ha! You're really ignorant and fearless! You're courting death."