Chapter 35 Father's Kindness and Son's Filial Piety
Chapter 35 A loving father and a filial son
Author: Name is occupied
Chapter 35 A loving father and a filial son
She Miao lay half on the ground and looked at her father, whom she had not seen for many years, for several seconds.
Although according to the original plan, he should have a more handsome appearance, but it doesn't matter.
He stood up and raised one hand as a pause gesture: "I know your mental state may not be ideal right now, but I still want to talk rather than fight."
She Duming remained expressionless, raising a palm, with electric arcs dancing on his fingertips. She Miao reacted quickly, rolled sideways and dodged into the bunker, and the electric current almost passed by his body.
"Okay, let's talk with fists, I understand." She Miao took out her gun.
It’s also unique for a father-son conversation after so many years.
As he spoke, he leaned out half of his body from behind the bunker and pulled the trigger. She Duming moved quickly, and the bullet exploded with sparks on the metal wall.
Dad placed one palm on a table, leaped over from the table with ape-like skills, and kicked him straight in the face. She Miao ducked away and tried to counterattack with a handsome gun swing, but
Before the muzzle of the gun could be swung to the correct position, he was kicked away.
He took the gun away, but with his free hand he had already drawn out the fighting dagger, and swung the knife twice at She Duming. But the old guy controlled the distance very accurately, raised his upper body slightly, and the dagger almost passed by the tip of his nose. Then he slashed the air with one knife.
In an instant, he stepped forward again and struck She Miao on the wrist with his palm.
Electricity poured out, and a sense of numbness immediately poured into her arm. She Miao involuntarily loosened her fingers and dropped the dagger to the ground.
He never knew that his old man's fighting skills were so high. She Duming didn't make any unnecessary moves from beginning to end. His moves were connected and flowed smoothly, and the whole set of moves was natural.
It was as if combat moves were like a complicated chess game to him, and each move caused by the opponent's actions and subsequent responses were all calculated. He was like a chess player pointing his chess pieces, and every time he dropped a piece, he counted the next seven moves.
After fighting for more than ten rounds, She Miao received a hard punch on the cheek.
The old guy's arms were quite strong, and strengthening his arm strength was not something that could be ignored. She Miao seemed to be able to feel her cheeks sinking deeply in the direction of the punch, and blood with a salty and wet taste came out of her mouth, and there was a pitiful heart.
The teeth seem to be loose.
As his low leg sweep was predicted, She Duming cut off his right leg that was halfway up with a kick. This kick also made his calf seem to be broken in two.
The next punch had the power of electric shock, and the current almost numbed the pain. He thought he might have heard the click of his nose being broken, but he was not sure because his ears were buzzing as if there were hundreds of muffled thunder exploding in unison. This made
He wasn't sure what he heard.
Her nose was bleeding profusely, her whole body was stained, and the pain was looming all over her body, but She Miao couldn't help but laugh.
There was blood in his mouth, and he even choked himself twice, but he couldn't stop laughing, he was so happy.
When he was kicked out, his back hit a flat mirror and fell into the debris on the ground, he laughed so hard that blood bubbled out of his mouth.
He is very kind to his father and filial to his son.
She Duming had no expression on his face, and lifted him up by his collar from behind, his arms tightly locking his throat from behind like a steel bar.
Standard bare twists cannot be unraveled once formed.
".Look here."
She Miao picked up the broken mirror on the ground and placed it in front of her.
She Duming instinctively followed his movements and looked up, saw the fragments in his hands, and also saw She Miao reflected in the fragments.
Through the mirror reflection, the two people's eyes met.
Eye of Truth, activate.
In an instant, She Miao felt as if her body had lost weight. He fell into a dark void, spinning in the vortex, and fell into the other side of darkness.
Then he fell heavily on a familiar corridor.
She Miao stood up and looked around blankly. The familiar corridors, familiar doors, windows, and furniture displays.
This is his childhood home.
As the initiator of the activation of his ability, he was vaguely aware that this was in the memory world built by his father or himself, or the two of them.
"It also has this kind of effect. It's quite strange."
He muttered and walked along the corridor. He stopped in front of his bedroom and gently opened the door.
He saw himself. His four-year-old self was lying quietly on the bed, falling into a baby-like sleep. And She Duming was sitting by the bed, stroking his son's head lovingly.
She Miao never remembered seeing such a look on his father's face. In his memory, his father was always cold, as if he never wanted to look at him again.
But he quickly thought that it was many years ago. He was still young at that time, and many memories were blurred. Maybe there were more imaginations than memories. Maybe the few memories he had about his father were originally based on
It's just an imaginary impression.
She Miao opened the door and came out. It was pouring rain outside. He saw his childhood self crying and grabbing the man's clothes to prevent him from leaving, but was pushed away ruthlessly. The man disappeared without hesitation without looking back.
On a rainy night.
He would always remember this night, because the man never came back after that day. But what he didn't remember was that the man who turned his back to him that day was actually crying, and his tears were mixed into the pouring rain and it was difficult to distinguish.
Why is that?
Because he vaguely guessed that his departure would probably be a farewell, and was he afraid that he would lose his fighting spirit once he turned back?
She Miao also saw a popular car of that era parked outside their old house. She Duming was sitting in the driver's seat, and his partner was in the passenger seat.
"Actually, you can go back and take a look at your little guy." My partner said, "I can wait for you here."
She Duming shook his head: "No, the mission won't wait."
".You know, you can apply for scheduling. If you need time to spend with your son or something."
"It's okay, that kid can do it on his own." She Duming grinned, "After all, he is my son, and he will definitely be more promising than him in the future."
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She Miao stood in the car exhaust and looked at the disappearing shadow, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
He wanted to say, Dad, do you want to be so confident? I am so virtuous and capable, am I worthy of your confidence?
You think the puppies grow up just by watering them, right? It's just luck that I haven't grown crooked or crippled in my life.
If you pass through the house three times without entering, do you think you are Dayu?
Do you want to be so handsome?
He does sometimes imagine that it would be great if his father was not a gambler, but a superhero who was busy saving people all over the world. That would be quite cool.
But now that the fantasy has come true, he finds that everything seems to be fine.
The heroic father sounds handsome, but it seems to have nothing to do with him. Unless one day he is pointed at the head by a gangster, otherwise after being handsome, he will still be the child whose father does not care for his mother and does not love his mother. He was born without calcium and grew up without love.
She Miao gently closed her eyes.
He felt like he had fallen back onto the ground again. What he had just seen seemed short but actually only lasted a moment. The activation of the Eye of Reality ended and they returned to reality.
He felt the arms around his neck loosen.
He coughed up two mouthfuls of blood and breathed heavily like an asthmatic. When he raised his head, he found that the hollowness and chaos in the old guy's eyes had disappeared, replaced by something else.
Joy? Gratitude? Guilt?
He wasn't sure.
His eyes were soaked with tears, and he couldn't see clearly.
She Miao controlled her urge to go up and hug him.
His face has been blurred by facial recognition. In She Duming's eyes, he should be a mysterious and extraordinary being. He'd better keep it that way.
She Duming collapsed and tried to calm his breathing.
"You have to warn them"
"What?"
"Warning Sky Eye, that assault team" She Duming stood up and suppressed his emotions, "There is a very scary thing locked up in this base and it may have escaped now."