Chapter 182 Uncle Li

Changgui's swaying posture is really difficult to let people know that this is playing in the ring. Although neither of them went to the ring, they did work directly in the open space under the ring. The swaying Changgui seemed to be out of balance and rushed to the other side unsteadily. The member of the Falcon team had doubts, but then left behind. . No matter whether the boy is cheating or not, beat him down first. The special forces of the Falcon Squad suppressed the doubts from the bottom of their hearts and attacked decisively.

Ye Hetu on the other side casually watched the two people fighting over there. Helian Moquan behind the young man did not set an example, but Uncle Li couldn't help it. Walking to Ye Hetu, he took out a box of big front doors from his pocket, pulled out one, handed it to Ye Hetu, and said with a smile, "Young man, what's your name?"

Ye Hetu, who was eating bananas, looked at Uncle Li beside him, and then looked at the big front door in Uncle Li's hand, three yuan a bag, which is similar to Uncle Fu's taste. He likes to smoke the big front door. This kind of smoke is strong and exciting. The new smokers don't like this hot taste and can't try it, and smokers who smoke a little old like the big front door. Because they are used to the stimulation of ordinary tobacco, they really can't find other cigarettes to compare with the big front door.

After a long hesitation, I took it decisively. Uncle Li was about to help Ye Hetu light a cigarette, but Ye Hetu refused.

"I have fire here."

Ye Hetu pushed away Uncle Li, who wanted to help him light a cigarette, and said lightly.

"My surname is Li. Don't mind calling me Lao Li."

Uncle Li, who was a little older, introduced himself familiarly. Seeing that Ye Hetu did not answer the surname he had just asked, he was not angry. After Ye Hetu lit the cigarette, he also followed. The young man behind him and Helian Moquan quietly looked at the two greetings and did not say anything.

"Comrade Li, are you swung to me?"

Ye Hetu, who squinted and smoked, whispered that the two people fighting over there could not attract his interest. Who died is the matter of the two of them, which has nothing to do with the outsiders on their side. Don't Chinese people like to watch the fun? Let them watch it. His eyes were out of there. Besides, he knew how much foundation Lin Yi had. It was more than enough to fight a special forces soldier.

Hearing Ye Hetu's different name, Uncle Li smiled and reached out without hitting the smiling face. Since this young man had a good attitude, he saved a lot of trouble. It seems that Xiaoye has a lot of conflicts with him, and it is time to talk about it in another way.

"Little brother, I don't know what conflicts have happened between you. Today, I was called here to be an old man, but I don't continue to make trouble. You have to be clear about this."

The sick middle-aged man pointed to the young man behind him and smiled. The smooth words expressed several meanings. The name was changed from a young man to a little brother. The atmosphere at the scene was obviously eased a lot. Before he came, no one dared to talk to Ye Hetu like this. Otherwise, the atmosphere would not have become so stiff.

"It doesn't matter if you make trouble. I like trouble, otherwise life won't be very interesting." Ye Hetu touched his nose and laughed back. His tone was still frivolous. He poked a big basket in the underground boxing court and said with a smile that Ye Hetu was the only one who liked trouble.

"Little brother, I've met countless people, and it's the first time I've met such an interesting person like you." Pretend not to hear the provocation in Ye Hetu's words, Uncle Li, who coughed a few times, echoed angrily, and the smile on his face did not retreat. The young man standing not far behind him sat on the seat. He had called out Uncle Li, which showed that he could no longer control the current situation. He could not control what Uncle Li would do, and he was not qualified to manage it. Because up to now, he still can't understand Uncle Li, who is tall and has to be a worker. It's not a joke. In his opinion, Uncle Li is fully qualified to be comparable to the figures in the center. He who can get to this day is inseparable from Uncle Li's guidance.

"The first time?" Ye Hetu, who was quite interesting, smiled and said, "It only shows that you don't know many people."

The young man sitting behind Uncle Li was so angry that he wanted to stand up and argue with Ye Hetu. It seemed that he remembered what Uncle Li had told him before, and he stiffened his anger. This boy's kung fu is so annoying.

"Ha ha, maybe it's really like what you said. I don't know many people." Uncle Li, who was ridiculed and not angry by Ye Hetu, has always taken an attitude of forbearance. His smile remains unchanged. Now it is not the best choice to tear his face with Ye Hetu. As long as the two sides don't do it now, there is still room for maneuver.

"It's not what I said. That's the truth." Ye Hetu, who didn't care, continued that this temporary middle-aged uncle was at least not so hateful, otherwise he would not be interested in continuing to talk nonsense.

Uncle Li's pale face floated with a blush. He looked a little more bloody, and his back was slightly arched. Perhaps because he often carried goods, there was always a grass-roots smell on his body. After listening to Ye Hetu's more unreasonable words, Uncle Li smiled and said, "Young man, you are good at it."

Avoid the previous topic and turn to another topic. The name has also changed. Ye Hetu, who was keenly aware of the change, was still sloppy and spread out his hand and said, "It's okay. It's not a big deal to hit a saber or something.

The general's knife is compared to a thing. Only Ye Hetufang will have this kind of courage.

"I know a few friends, and they are not as good as you."

nodded, and Uncle Li thought deeply.

"It's one thing to be able to fight, and it's another thing to be able to fight or not. If you let me fight the president of the country, I can guarantee that I don't have the courage." Ye Hetu, who didn't take Uncle Li's words to heart, said lazily.

"Ha ha, you are modest, very similar to a friend I used to know."

Uncle Li, with his hands behind him, said kindly. There was no hostility in his eyes looking at Ye Hetu, but a kind of posterity. The later generations are terrible. It is time for their group to withdraw from the stage to make this group of descendants toss around. It's just that some people can't let go, and some people can't put it down. Those who can't let go are still struggling, and those who can't let go have already

"Your friend is also like you?" Anyway, there is nothing to do. It's better to talk to the uncle. Ye Hetu pointed to Uncle Li's clothes with a smile and asked. The implication is whether Uncle Li's friend is also a worker. Although he can see that Uncle Li in front of him is a little different, he is still bored and talking.

Ye Hetu's question made Uncle Li fall into the memory of the past. There were unspeakable secrets in his flashing eyes. He put his hands behind his back and looked up and sighed, making the original simple face more simple. The desolate breath was released on this open space, making the body of Ye Hetu tremble slightly.

This middle-aged man must have a story, otherwise he can't have the breath of thinking about things like an old man. Ye Hetu thought about it a little. From Uncle Li, who was recalling the past, he suddenly caught a trace of the smell of the old man, which was also endless. A middle-aged man has a breath in his twilight years, which undoubtedly shows that he has experienced what an old man will experience in his life.

"He has a good relationship with me, and I don't know if he is alive now." Uncle Li raised his head and recalled vividly that the topics of the two people seemed to be pulling the family, constantly changing and colorful. Then Uncle Li said slowly, "His surname is Song. He should have been born as a hero. He doesn't want others to say that he is a big man. Like this little man, his life rarely has big waves. People in our era are basically low-key. Unlike today's young people, they always want to meet each other."

Ye Hetu listened to Uncle Li very carefully and nodded. Uncle Li said that he was a nobody. How could he not believe this? A person's temperament and eyes can see a lot of things clearly. With just a few words, it is unreliable. He single-mindedly said that he had been answering the other party's questions in a high-profile way. In contrast, it was obvious which was higher and which was lower. I didn't think so before that after listening to Uncle Li's words, Ye Hetu began to feel inferior.

The benevolent see benevolence, and the wise see wisdom.

"Song Tianyun, Song Tianyun, I have lived until now. I don't know if you are still struggling like me." Uncle Li, who closed his eyes, whispered to himself. At this moment, he seemed to be in a confused state. He should have remembered a lot of past things that he had never read. Let yourself fall into that memory.

The young man behind Uncle Li is a little curious. He has known Uncle Li for some years, but he doesn't know what kind of experience Uncle Li, who has a strategy, will be like this. He hears Uncle Li nagging, as if he is talking about a person. He doesn't know what the person in Uncle Li is talking about. It is worth Uncle Li's repeated thoughts. He should be at the same level as Uncle Li.

"I'm sorry, young man, I just lost my temper." Uncle Li, who has returned to normal, said with apologies.

But Ye Hetu on the opposite was silent, and Ye Hetu, who had little time to be silent, did not answer Uncle Li's words in time at this moment. Uncle Li on the opposite side didn't feel right. The young man who was fine just now seemed to be a different person at this moment.

"Who is the person you just mentioned?" Ye Hetu, who was silent for a while, suddenly looked up at Uncle Li and asked, with a focused and extremely serious look.

"It's just a friend of mine." After sighing, Uncle Li's body cringed a little, and some flush color on his face turned into the previous pathological paleness.

"Song Tianyun, right?" Ye Hetu said with a smile, with the intention to hook out the other party's words.

Ye Hetu's words moved Uncle Li on the opposite side, and then tried his best to hide the shock in his heart and said slowly, "Do you know him?"

But Ye Hetu's reaction was beyond his expectation.

"I don't know it. I just feel a little familiar."

Calm down the doubts in his heart, Uncle Li's tense body relaxed, and this change could not hide Ye Hetu's eyes.

"Come back!"

Ye Hetu suddenly shouted behind him. Changgui, who was fighting vigorously, heard that his master was calling him. In a shocking look, he unexpectedly kicked away the Falcon Special Forces fighting with him, and quickly ran over. He respectfully obeyed Ye Hetu's instructions and gave full play to his subordinates.

"Let's go."

Ye Hetu, who took the lead in walking to the door, left a sentence and left here. The "Changgui" behind him looked doubtfully at Uncle Li, who was in deep thought. He was a little curious, but he still followed Ye Hetu and walked out.

"Is it from that place?" Seeing Ye Hetu's sudden move, Uncle Li, who had not yet planned, said in a low voice.

I don't know when the young man in the back walked to Uncle Li. He saw Uncle Li's strange expression for the first time and asked, "Uncle Li, where do you think he is from?"

"Maybe not, maybe I made a mistake."

Uncle Li shook his head, as if talking to himself, and walked out. When you leave, you should think of the young man behind you without looking back.

"You should have nothing to do. Remember, this is the last time I will help you."

(Ps: If you can't update twice tomorrow, it will be the third update the day after tomorrow, because someone may take Ashi out to fool around during the Lantern Festival.)