Chapter 1793: Good People and Bad People Are Not Distinguished by Their Appearance

The "friends" he brought back each had very distinct characteristics.

Their hair was dyed in various colors, they were as thin as bamboo poles, and their complexions were an unhealthy pale, clearly from not being out in the sun often.

Although Yulong didn't wear a nose ring or have pierced ears, his hair was dyed fiery red, and his jeans were full of holes; when he stepped into the courtyard, several people almost didn't recognize him.

Shi Yuke said to Yulong with a pained heart: "Son, how did you end up like this? Hurry up and dye this hair back; you don't look like a good person at all."

Gu Zhihao, who had always been very good to Yulong, went up and kicked him.

"You damn thing, you finally decided to come back?"

It was the first time his father had spoken to him in such a loud, aggressive voice; Yulong was fine, but the "brothers" who had returned with him were not pleased.

"Old man, who the hell are you kicking?" A young man with a cigarette dangling from his mouth and eyes slanted sideways leaned over with a malicious look.

Before he could get close, Yulong shoved his foster father hard!

Gu Zhihao was caught off guard and staggered back several steps; in the end, he couldn't keep his balance and landed on his bottom, sprawling out on the ground.

"Hahahaha..."

Several of them laughed together.

Someone even whistled and jeered: "You old geezer, daring to touch my buddy, this is your retribution."

The fall didn't hurt much, but Gu Zhihao's heart ached deeply.

Was the son he had held in the palm of his hand and raised like a treasure since childhood really an ungrateful wretch?

He had actually pushed him for the sake of outsiders, without showing any mercy at all.

The lack of mercy didn't stop there; there was more.

Yulong pointed at his foster father sitting on the ground and cursed foully: "This is a lesson to let you know that I'm not someone just anyone can push around. If there's a next time, I won't spare you..."

Nianyin couldn't listen anymore.

She forgot that she had come to pick a fight; now that Yulong was being disrespectful to his foster father, she had to intervene.

She rushed forward and questioned: "Zhang Yulong, who the hell do you think you're acting like a tough guy in front of?"

"Even though he isn't your biological father, he raised you from a child to adulthood. Is this how you talk to him? Kneel down and apologize, otherwise, don't think about walking out of this courtyard today."

"Hmph!"

Yulong frowned tightly, but he didn't say a word to his biological mother; instead, he said to Shi Yuke: "Mom, I wasn't born to you anyway, so just consider these years of raising me as a waste. It wasn't entirely a waste, though; didn't that woman give you money?"

"From now on, I have absolutely nothing to do with you people. Don't go acting like you're dying for my sake; if you die, I won't shed a single tear, but your biological son and daughter will be crying their eyes out."

He finished speaking and started to leave, but Nianyin blocked his path, her eyes wide with rage, still demanding an apology.

Yulong refused to apologize, so Nianyin took action.

The mother and son started fighting, and the people Yulong brought didn't just stand by; they joined in one after another.

Seven against one, and they still couldn't win!

Yulong's little brothers were kicked until they were sprawled all over the courtyard, each with bruised faces and swollen eyes, and they didn't dare to step forward again.

"Run, this woman is fierce!"

At Yulong's signal, the others ran away, but he didn't manage to escape!

He was grabbed by Nianyin and couldn't move.

"Kneel down, kowtow, and apologize." Nianyin insisted on it.

"I won't, let go of me."

The mother and son were equally stubborn; neither would yield to the other.

Yulong took advantage of the moment Nianyin was stunned, broke free, and ran away.

Nianyin wanted to chase him, but was stopped by Shi Youxuan: "Forget it, don't chase him. Just do as he said and act as if you don't have this child."

That was easier said than done, but how could that be possible?

Nianyin could do it, but Shi Yuke couldn't; however, she couldn't do anything else either, only cry.

Bar Street.

Compared to the noise of the night, the place was unbelievably deserted during the day. At this moment, a girl appeared on the street, dressed like a student and very pretty.

The girl walked very slowly, curiously looking at everything around her.

It was her first time in a place like this; her family's upbringing was very strict, and girls were strictly forbidden from going to places like bars!

Even though she was already in university, this was still a forbidden place; she had come secretly, and her parents didn't know.

Her mother cried at home every day until her eyes were almost blind, and she was determined to find Yulong and bring him back; she had that confidence.

She and Yulong had been close since childhood; they were born on the same day at the same hour. When they were little, their parents said they were fraternal twins, and she believed it. After growing up, she learned they weren't fraternal twins.

Not only were they not fraternal twins, but they had no blood relation at all, yet their relationship remained very good, as close as biological siblings.

She felt that Yulong was just momentarily possessed by a ghost; as long as she reasoned with him, Yulong would go home with her.

Meiyin walked into Bar Street; a classmate had said they had seen Yulong here.

Yulong wouldn't answer her calls, so she had no choice but to come here to look for him.

She finally found it: Blue Rain Bar. The bar door was open, but it was pitch black inside, and she couldn't tell if anyone was there!

She stood at the entrance and shouted inside: "Is anyone there? Excuse me, is anyone inside?"

After calling out five or six times, a lazy response finally came from inside: "Come in, stop yelling at the door, there are living people here."

Meiyin walked in. The so-called living person was lying on the sofa in a very unrefined posture, shirtless. Meiyin only took one look before immediately covering her eyes and running out, screaming.

After running out and being hit by the wind, she sobered up.

She had come here to find Yulong; it had been so hard to find the place, and if she ran out without saying a word, wouldn't it have been a wasted trip?

But she didn't dare go back inside. Forget it, she would just wait outside for Yulong to come over.

At this moment, the person from inside came out, already fully dressed. He was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old and looked... quite handsome!

He looked like an idol trainee from a variety show, with a roguish handsomeness, different from the handsome guys at school.

The man apologized first: "I'm sorry, little girl. I was half-asleep just now and didn't realize you were a girl. I apologize to you."

The man was refined and very polite; his attitude caused Meiyin's guard to drop quite a bit.

"It's alright. Hello, I was actually wondering, does Zhang Yulong work here?"

"That's right, and you are..."

"I'm looking for him."

"Did he ask you to come?"

Meiyin's mind raced, and she lied: "Yes, he asked me to come find him. Is he not here? How can I find him?"

The man said: "Come in, little girl. Since you are one of Yulong's people, just come inside and wait."

This sentence was phrased in a way that made one feel very uncomfortable.

Meiyin didn't think too much about it; let him say whatever he wanted, as long as she could see Yulong.

She followed the man back into the bar, and the man closed the door behind him.

The room had been dim to begin with, and suddenly, nothing could be seen at all.

"Why did you close the door? Open it," she shouted sternly, a bad premonition rising in her heart.

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