I was in a good mood and drove the car quickly. I arrived at the place where my father was imprisoned not long after. Before that, because my mother strictly kept it secret, I didn't even know where my father was imprisoned. This time I finally saw my father, and I was quite happy.

According to the formal process, as my father's son, I can of course visit my father. As a result, after I reported my father's name and some documents, the staff inside ignored me and made excuses to prevent me from visiting me. I was so angry that it was so difficult for ordinary people to do something.

I was too lazy to get angry at them, so I called Zheng Chaozong directly. Zheng Chaozong learned that my visit to my father was blocked and laughed out loud. I asked him strangely what he was laughing at. Zheng Chaozong said, "It's okay, I feel very comfortable when I see a big guy like you hit a wall."

...Damn, what thoughts?

In short, after calling Zheng Chaozong, the staff's attitude towards me changed completely, looking very nervous and afraid of offending me. They didn't even have to leave the most basic process, and they didn't even need to see my dad in the reception room. They sent me a disciplinary and took me to the prison area to find my dad.

The discipline seems to know my identity, and he looks very respectful to me and answers all my questions. I asked him if he knew my father. He said he didn't know him, and he had never heard of this name. It was normal. After all, there are many people in it, and my father is so low-key, so it is normal that he has never heard of it.

The discipline told me that it is time to let the air flow and the prisoners are on the playground, so they took me over directly, and I said yes,

The playground is at the back of the prison area, with a large open space surrounded by wire wire at the top. There is a watchtower next to it, with someone on duty. Inside the playground, there are basketball courts, table tennis tables, and various fitness equipment. The prisoners wearing blue prison uniforms are exercising in it now, some are walking and playing basketball. They feel that their amateur activities are pretty good.

Jian was about to shout my dad's name, but I told him no more.

Because I've seen my dad,

There are hundreds of people on the playground, tall, short, fat, thin, and all kinds of different, but I still saw my dad at a glance. Maybe this is the tacit understanding of blood.

At this moment, my dad was sitting next to the basketball court with a group of people, watching the other tall men playing basketball with concentration. More than a year has passed, and I feel that my dad is no different from before, except that his hair seems to have turned a lot white.

But looking at my father's expression, he seemed to be more calm than before, and he looked like he was uncontested, as if he was enjoying his current life.

Although he was ordinary among the people, in my eyes, he seemed to be glowing. I suddenly remembered the scene when he stabbed Zhao Crazy. I couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion, and several emotions surged into my heart.

At that time, his face was crazy and ferocious, as if he could kill Zhao Crazy at any time. Now, he seems to be an old monk who has retired to the mountains, and nothing can arouse his interest.

I walked a few steps forward and was about to call me dad through the barbed wire. At this moment, a basketball suddenly rolled towards me. On the basketball court, a man shouted: "Old Wang, pick up the basketball for me,"

“Okay…”

"Smooth, don't be slow,"

“Yes, yes, yes…”

My dad responded, jumped up like a dog, responded quickly and nimblely, and chased towards the basketball. The basketball hit the wire and bounced back. My dad grabbed the ball with one hand, as if he had discovered something, raised his head and looked at me.

My dad obviously didn't expect me to appear here, and he was stunned and looked at me blankly. When I saw the white hair on his head and wrinkles on his face, and the way he was hunched when he helped someone pick up the ball, he looked like an old dog who was trying hard to show himself. Really, my tears almost fell.

"Damn, Lao Wang, what are you doing? Give me the ball quickly. Do you want to sleep in the toilet again at night?" The man shouted loudly on the basketball court again.

My dad quickly turned around and threw the ball out hard. The man got the ball and did not cause trouble for my dad. Instead, he continued to play the ball. My dad walked forward a few steps, looked at me through the wire, and said anxiously: "Son, why are you here? No... it's not that you've done anything, right?"

It’s not his fault for my dad to have such speculation, because it is really difficult for ordinary people to get here. Only leaders have the power. Not only I come, but there is a discipline behind me. No wonder my dad is so suspicious. Looking at my dad’s anxious look, I felt my eyes were a little hot. I wiped it with my hand and it turned out to be a little wet.

I exhaled, looked at my dad and said, "It's okay, Dad, I'll see you,"

Before my dad could respond, I pointed to the man who asked my dad to pick up the ball in the playground, gritted his teeth at the discipline officer next to me, "Call that person out,"

Really, I can no longer suppress my anger. I have to beat that guy up to vent my anger. However, the discipline looked embarrassed and said to me in a low voice: "This is not good, it violates the rules."

He also knew what was going on and said to me again: "Don't worry, I remember him, I will deal with him well when I look back."

I believe he didn't lie to me, and I also believe he could really help me get rid of that man, but I can't wait any time, and I must let this breath now, so I continued to roar at him and asked him to call the man out immediately. The discipline only knew that I was not easy to mess with, and I didn't know what I came from, so I had to tell me, wait for him to ask for instructions,

Although my dad didn't know what I was and was so domineering to the discipline, he still advised me to let it go, saying that he was nothing but picking up a ball.

I looked at my dad with anger and said, "Dad, don't worry about this today. In the past, you protected me; now, I protect you,"

At the same time, the discipline also asked for instructions and said to me: "I said I would like to ask you to do it with a gentle mind..."

"Stop talking nonsense, call him out," I can no longer suppress my anger,

A moment later, the man who just called my dad to pick up the ball and threatened my dad to sleep in the toilet was inexplicably disciplined and brought out by the discipline. Few people who were venturing on the playground were suddenly taken away. Everyone thought something had happened, so they looked at me one after another.

"What, what's wrong?" Seeing my angry look on my face, the man realized that the situation was a little bad, so he stammered and asked me,

"Do you know who this is?" I pointed to my dad, who was separated from me.

The man turned around and said, "Old, Lao Wang, what's wrong?"

"This is my dad,"

I roared angrily and kicked the man hard. His body hit the wire behind him with a bang, and then he knelt on the ground with a painful expression. He knew what had happened and knew that I would definitely have a pretty good background when I dared to kick him like this in front of the discipline, so he begged for mercy: "I was wrong, I was wrong..."

The people in the playground also stared at this side with big eyes, their eyes full of fear. I wanted to hit me again. The discipline manager next to me stopped me and said softly: "Let's fight again if you change the place..."

I thought it was the same. After all, it was too ostentatious in this place, so I dragged this guy's collar and took him to a place where no one was around, and he didn't dare to resist at all. Then, I kicked the man hard again. My feet were very heavy, like an iron hammer, and he yelled "wow" and fell to the ground.

And I kept punching and kicking and greeting the guy. The discipline stood on the side and watched, but I didn't dare to say anything. This place was only a wall away from the playground. Although the people there couldn't see it, they could hear it, so there was silence over there.

After a storm-like punch and kick, the man could no longer stand up and even vomited two mouthfuls of blood. After that, I dragged him back to the distance, stood up straight, looked at the playground coldly, stared at everyone inside, and said loudly: "I'll see clearly that Wang Guanyu is my father. Whoever dares to be disrespectful to him in the future is the end."

My voice was sonorous and powerful, echoing over the entire playground. Everyone listened quietly, no one dared to complain... In fact, there must be hidden dragons and tigers among these guys, but now the discipline is by my side, and no one can understand my identity. Who would dare to challenge me, so the scene was silent,

And throughout the process, my dad was silent.

Then, I turned around and said to the discipline, "Take my dad to the reception room,"

Five minutes later, I met my dad in the private reception room in the prison area. It was not the kind of reception room that needed to hold a microphone through the glass to talk, but the reception room that the prison leaders would only use when they were in the guest. There was a sofa and tea.

My dad was wearing a prison uniform, but without handcuffs or shackles, and sat in front of me with a calm face. When I saw my dad, my eyes turned red again. It was because of me that my dad had this prison disaster. I bent my legs and knelt in front of my dad, crying with tears: "Dad,"

I have long wanted to kowtow to my dad, and I have not had this opportunity until today.

My dad sighed, reached out and helped me up, saying, "Child, what happened?"

I haven't seen my dad for more than a year. Now he meets me for the first time. He doesn't ask me how I was doing before or why I even listen to me for discipline. Instead, he asks me what happened.

Obviously my dad knew in his heart that only when something happened to me would my mom ask me to come and find him.

With this sentence, I concluded that my dad was definitely not as cowardly as he appeared, so I stopped talking nonsense and grabbed my dad's hand and said, "It's not me, it's my uncle."

My dad frowned: "Little King of Hell, what's wrong with him?"
Chapter completed!