Chapter 1: The Entanglement of Fate and Enmity, Haicheng's Solitude
There is a woman in every man's heart who is forever the most beautiful. This woman will never be younger or more stunning than the man. This view in men's hearts will accompany more than half of men for life, and will not change even when this woman leaves. Because the name of this woman in men's mouths is - mom.
It's really too beautiful! Li Huqiu inexplicably wanted to shout out this sentence in his heart. He wasn't an ordinary person, although he was young, he had already experienced robbing the thief king with Lao Canzi. Having hung around the train station for years, he had seen countless beauties from all over the world. Honestly speaking, just looking at her figure and appearance, there weren't many women more beautiful than her, but it wasn't like she was the only one either. However, in Li Huqiu's eyes, this woman would forever be the most beautiful. Only because in his dreams, the mother he dreamed of looked exactly like her!
This woman is actually over thirty years old, but her skin looks as white and tender as a young girl's. The fur on her body is dark sable, and she wears a pair of loose-fitting velvet pants, with high heels that make her appear slightly above average height for a woman. What makes her beautiful is mainly her facial features and figure. Her eyebrows are straight and slender, with a slight shine at the tip of her nose, which is slightly flushed from rushing around, making her look even more delicate and charming. Her lips are as red as cinnabar, thin and plump in just the right way. The way she moves her eyes and glances around shows off her elegant and refined demeanor. If Li Yuan were here, he would definitely recognize this woman as Yan Yuqian, Li Huqiu's biological mother.
Li Huqiu had never seen a woman as pleasing to the eye as this one, and just one glance made him feel warm. He was so taken aback that he completely forgot about the important matter he had to attend to today. The urgency in the woman's eyes was clear to him, and a nameless anxiety emanating from her heart prompted Li Huqiu to quickly resolve her worries, or else he would be the one to suffer first.
This feeling is almost unthinkable for Li Huqiu. The woman's real age could be his mother. What Li Huqiu doesn't know is that this woman is the one who gave birth to him over a decade ago, and also the person who loves him most in this world. She came to Haicheng during this season when the south is already warm and full of blooming flowers, while the north still has sub-zero temperatures, just to look for her son Li Huqiu. Every year she would travel far and wide to search for him, trying her luck, hoping that one day heaven would pity her and give her an opportunity to find her son. Even if she couldn't find him, or even if they just brushed shoulders one day, saw each other for a moment, it would be enough, at least she would have seen her son.
Such a concern Li Huqiu was unaware of, but the connection between mother and son is natural. The inexplicable emotion in Li Huqiu's heart came from the connection between mother and son that had been deeply ingrained in his bones.
He almost ran at a speed, quickly catching up with Zhang Tiejun, and patted Zhang Tiejun's shoulder. Although his footsteps were fast, his movements were extremely light, and Zhang Tiejun, who was alert and agile, only realized that Li Huqiu had caught up when his hand patted his own shoulder. He turned around and glared at him, asking: "What are you doing? Do you want to interfere or get a share?" Interfering is a colloquialism, meaning to mind other people's business. Getting a share means getting a share of the benefits.
Li Huqiu said, "Aren't you relying on the big flagpole? Why did you run back to Nan Station to work?" Zhang Tiejun raised his neck and provocatively said, "I've come, what can you do about it?" Li Huqiu grinned at him and said, "How dare I? Who doesn't know that Iron Military Brother has a scar on his hand and is ruthless? Which of these mixed-race rascals in Ha City wouldn't give you some face? Even those old Russians who don't understand human language would say 'hello' to you when they see you, knowing you're Iron Military Brother."
Zhang Tiejun was not one to brag, but Li Huqiu's few words had already made him look foolish. He had come today looking for trouble, and it was clear that he wanted to cross the line. But Li Huqiu's reaction was somewhat strange. Li Huqiu had been tricked onto a pirate ship by Zhang Tiejun when he was six years old, and they had been in the same gang for eight years. Even if Zhang Tiejun didn't fully understand Li Huqiu's personality, at least he knew that this kid was ruthless and black-hearted. But today's reaction didn't look like someone who came to fight; instead, it looked like he was intentionally getting close to him?????? Zhang Tiejun suddenly realized what was going on. He lowered his head to take a look, and the canvas bag on the outside appeared to be completely still, but the feeling in his hand told him that it was already empty.
Zhang Tiejun knew that Li Huqiu's skills were high, but he had never been convinced. The old cripple always said that Li Huqiu's work was slightly better than his, and in his heart, Zhang Tiejun had thought about competing with Li Huqiu. Today's facts told him that the old cripple had actually given him face by saying so. Being robbed by someone who didn't even know they were being robbed was a very embarrassing thing, but to have someone secretly open their bag, take out their belongings, and then restore the bag to its original state without anyone noticing, that would be equivalent to losing face in front of one's ancestors. Zhang Tiejun became enraged with shame, and when he looked at Li Huqiu again, he saw that Li Huqiu had already walked up to the woman who had lost her belongings.
Li Hu came straight to the woman who made his heart beat half a beat slower and said nervously, "Ah, auntie, did you drop something?"
Yan Yu was taken aback, carefully sizing up the young man in front of her. Li Huqiu's appearance resembled his mother's, but his build was similar to Li Yuanzhao's. Although he was still a young boy, he was quite tall. He looked like he was sixteen or seventeen years old, or maybe even older. She couldn't help but think that her own child would be fifteen this year, and wasn't much different in size from this kid. It wasn't wrong for him to call her "Auntie". As for how the thing got lost, she had a pretty good idea, no matter what the boy said, she had reason to believe that her lost item was related to this young man.
She had already assumed in her heart that the child was at least sixteen years old and would not associate him with her own son. Before confirming that everything was fine, she naturally wouldn't give a good look to this young thief who didn't learn well.
She nodded, her expression not surprised, and said, "I lost something, what? You picked it up?" Li Huqiu handed her the shopping mall packaging bag and said, "Take a look if anything is missing. If it's not right, you tell me what's missing, and I'll go pick it up for you." Perhaps because of Yan Yu's previous vigilance and suspicion, the natural mysterious connection between mother and son was cut off. When he said this, his expression had become much more vivid, and the feeling of palpitations had also disappeared.
Pick up? Before the rain, Yan heard very clearly that the boy's speech was a bit strange, but his white teeth and the smell of laundry detergent on his body showed that he was quite different from the dirty little hooligan who had just cursed.
Swallow rain before receiving things carefully checked. Li Huqiu noticed that she had hardly looked at the important items such as cash, pagers, ID cards, etc. in the bag, but instead picked up a small mirror box with one hand, opened it and took a look, then showed a relieved expression, and then slowly counted the other items. Finally said: "Everything is here, thank you little brother." While speaking, she took out a 10-yuan note from inside and handed it to Li Huqiu. Li Huqiu inexplicably said: "Auntie, I'm learning from Lei Feng to do good deeds without taking money!"
One sentence instantly brought a burst of applause from the surrounding crowd. In those years, learning Lei Feng's good example was mainstream.
Li Huqiu didn't actually want to leave the woman in front of him immediately, but he had important things to attend to and the praise from the people around him made him feel too awkward. He squeezed out of the crowd like a fugitive. His eyes scanned around and soon found Zhang Tiejun staring at him sullenly near the ticket gate. Li Huqiu stared back loudly and turned to walk towards another small thief who was doing something.
That little thief is currently using a soul hook to hang onto a traveler's wallet. The so-called soul hook is a transparent fishing line tied with a special small hook, shaped like a main tendon welded with four legs, each sharp and with reverse thorns. This thing only needs to be hooked, the person who takes action doesn't need to get close to the traveler, just lightly pull the fishing line to get the traveler's wallet into their hands. Thieves generally like to use this thing to fish for wallets, it has strong concealment and is not easy to be discovered, once they lose their grip, it's also relatively easy to escape. The thieves who use this hook, although not divided by size, but if the thief's level is different, then the hook also has differences. Usually, the more cunning the big thief is, the bigger the hook used, and the thicker the line.
Li Huqiu's body also hid a set of soul hooks, the rope was fine rope, and the tensile strength was enough to hang a large fat pig. The hook was made by Li Huqiu from an automobile wheel hub bearing. The middle main tendon used was modified from an automobile engine valve spring, which was done by Li Huqiu for 200 yuan as a private job by Ha Fei's senior technician. Under the condition of sufficient toughness, the middle part was made hollow, and inside was installed a very precise small card clip, which can retract the four claws of the hook at will. The copyright of this thing belongs to an old thief named Jin Chuan, who is familiar with Hao Nuozi, mainly doing underground work. Li Huqiu had seen him several times. Li Huqiu's soul hook was a replica of his set.
The little thief's soul hook was about to succeed, when suddenly a hand stretched out from the side, and a white light flashed on that hand before disappearing. The little thief's soul hook fishing line had already broken off in response. The little thief turned his head to look, just seeing Li Huqiu's smiling face and the fist right in front of his eyes.
Li Huqiu punched the young thief, who was about his age, to the ground with one punch. He kicked him twice and said, "Do you understand that you've crossed the line? Go back and tell Big Flagpole that if he dares to send someone to cross the line again, I'll cut off their right hand." Zhang Tiejun ran over from the other side and kicked Li Huqiu's buttocks with one foot. As a nearly thirty-year-old man in his prime, Zhang had practiced basic martial arts for two days and had strong legs. Li Huqiu was knocked down by his kick. At the same time, another young thief ran to the scene. Although Li Huqiu was kicked over, he didn't fall completely, using one arm to support himself on the ground. He did a single-arm handstand flip in place, landing and immediately standing up, kicking the approaching thief in the chest with one foot. The thief was kicked into a somersault, falling heavily to the ground.
Zhang Tiejun pulled out a short stick from his sleeve, Li Huqiu narrowed his eyes and stared at him, neither of them moved. A fierce fight was about to break out.
