Rebirth of God Punisher

The morning light sprinkled the earth, and everything was silent.

Zhao Sen tidied up his clothes, carried the suitcase, and stood in the small courtyard surrounded by mist.

Grandma kept stuffing the smoked chicken into Zhao Sen's bun.

"A Sen, you have to listen to your father carefully when you go back, you know?" Grandma was a little bit reluctant.

Zhao Sen nodded. Behind him, the driver Lao Liu took Zhao Sen's luggage and put it on a modified BMW. In front of the BMW was a black Ferrari.

"Grandma, I'm leaving, don't work too hard." Zhao Sen held the nurse's hand, suddenly wanting to cry.

Grandma patted Zhao Sen's head, "A Sen, what's wrong, if A Sen is tired, you can come to grandma..."

Zhao Sen clenched his hands tightly, he knew that from this moment on, he would leave this small harbor and go back to the sea that belonged to him.

"Don't be upset, A Sen, go home early and meet your father."

Grandma smiled.

"Grandma, don't work too hard." Zhao Sen looked at grandma, and his heart tightened again.

What should be separated will still be separated.

The car moved slowly, and Zhao Sen felt a dull pain in his heart as he looked at the small courtyard that was getting farther and farther away from him.

He won't let grandma get hurt, and he won't let Lan Qingqing entangle him.

As long as Lan Qingqing is avoided, grandma will be fine.

However, there are still a few years before grandma's accident. Thinking of this, Zhao Sen smiled gratifiedly.

A day later, Zhao Sen returned to Jingling City.

The Ferrari drove into Zhao's mansion. On both sides of the garden, the servants were dressed in uniform and held flowers, welcoming Zhao Sen home.

Looking at the familiar home, Zhao Sen felt a bit of sadness in his heart, but it was quickly diluted by joy.

Because, he saw his father Zhao Bing.

At this time, my father was sitting on the sofa in the front hall, reading the newspaper and waiting for Zhao Sen.

"Master, the Eldest Young Master is back." The servant Feng Yin greeted him happily, and took the luggage from Zhao Sen's hand.

Zhao Bing raised his head. He looked at Zhao Sen with deep thoughts in his eyes, "Xiao Sen..."

"Dad!" Zhao Sen couldn't help shouting, and an unspeakable feeling surged in his heart again.

Zhao Bing's heart moved, and he suddenly felt that Zhao Sen seemed to be a different person. When he saw him before, he would say hello indifferently before going upstairs, but now Zhao Sen looked like a little boy who lacked love. animal.

Zhao Sen came over and sat next to Zhao Bing, "Dad, how are you doing?"

Zhao Bing put down the newspaper and patted Zhao Sen's head, "Father is fine, is A Sen having fun at grandma's house?"

Zhao Sen nodded, "Very happy, but I want to come back early to see Dad..."

Zhao Bing's nose was a little sour. Zhao Sen had never expressed these words to him. Zhao Sen had no mother since he was a child and became very rebellious. Now Zhao Sen is very different from before, becoming docile and well-behaved.

Feng Yin from the side came over, and she brought two glasses of juice, "Master, this is your favorite pomegranate juice."

Zhao Sen picked up the pomegranate juice, he suddenly remembered something, and then put it down again.

"Young master doesn't like to drink?" Feng Yin was a little curious, because on weekdays, Zhao Sen didn't like to eat fruit, but liked to drink squeezed juice.

"No." Zhao Sen shook his head, he looked at Zhao Bing, "Dad, I want to learn Sanda."

Zhao Bing was stunned, a little surprised, "Sansa? Someone bullied you?" In my impression, Zhao Sen didn't like sports. Is there something to hide from him?

Zhao Sen nodded, "Dad, I want to enroll in a Sanda class to keep fit."

Hearing this, Zhao Bing nodded in satisfaction. He thought that Zhao Sen was being bullied. These days, because of the various affairs of the group and the recruitment of game talents, he was very busy, and his nerves were tense.