Reborn in 1993, Dark Sea

"Though mountains separate us by a great distance, we need not meet; our hearts know our friendship will never change..."

The light of friendship was sung once again, and An Xiaohai and the others, under the watchful eyes of the prisoners, walked through the canteen and slowly headed towards the prison exit.

When prisoners are released, the prison authorities may organize a small farewell ceremony to inspire their yearning for freedom and a better life, thereby purifying their minds and encouraging them to reform more actively.

There were quite a few prisoners being released this time, a dozen or so, so the ceremony was quite grand and was held in the prison canteen.

An Xiaohai and Kunji were among the dozen or so people in this group.

An Xiaohai and Kunji weren't supposed to be released from prison so quickly, but Yang Yuanbing helped them. He used the excuse of helping to clean up the explosion site to apply for a two-month reduction in their sentences.

Although it's better than nothing, An Xiaohai appreciates this sentiment.

It was Yang Yuanbing who only told An Xiaohai the news at the last minute, probably wanting to give him a surprise.

An Xiaohai thought for a moment and decided not to notify his family to pick him up. He decided not to bother them. Anyway, his home wasn't far away, and his sudden return home would probably be a surprise for his family.

Upon hearing the news, Lai Donglin burst into tears, and Kunji comforted him for a long time.

Because he had opened his heart and was influenced by Kunji, an optimistic person, Lai Donglin's mental state was much better than before.

An Xiaohai entrusted Lai Donglin to his third brother and Zhao De for care. Coincidentally, Lai Donglin's release from prison was around the same time as his third brother's, so with their help, Lai Donglin's life shouldn't be too difficult.

As for Peng Yuangui, An Xiaohai didn't bother with him. The two had always been in a cooperative relationship. Now, because he had a good relationship with An Xiaohai, no one in cell number 27 would deliberately make things difficult for him.

Watching the prisoners sing farewell to them, An Xiaohai felt a tiny bit of reluctance in his heart.

This is outrageous! An Xiaohai quickly forced himself to get rid of this feeling.

I glanced around and saw familiar faces.

Liu Xuemei stood a little far away. Besides waving to An Xiaohai, she also secretly wiped away a tear. Without An Xiaohai in the First Prison, she guessed she would return to her old loneliness.

Liu Cong also arrived, and whether intentionally or unintentionally, he stood behind Liu Xuemei. Because they were quite far apart, and with Liu Xuemei blocking the way, An Xiaohai couldn't see his expression.

The upright young prison guard who first gave An Xiaohai a glimmer of warmth has finally drifted away.

Yang Yuanbing and Tian Qiaoguang did not appear in the crowd, but An Xiaohai knew that they must have come and that he would meet with them alone.

As the iron gate of the first prison block closed behind them, several prisoners cried, but no one turned around.

People who are released from prison cannot turn back.

An Xiaohai suddenly recalled Xu Tianyou's image, wondering what he must have felt when he passed through those iron gates.

As usual, just thinking about this guy gives me a headache, so An Xiaohai quickly forced Xu Tianyou out of his mind.

"Here's my phone number and pager number. Keep them safe. Once you're out, don't come back, but don't forget about us old friends."

Let's get together sometime when we have the chance. Goodbye, everything is understood without words!

In the corridor leading to the storage room, Yang Yuanbing handed An Xiaohai a slip of paper with his phone number and pager number written on it, then waved and left. As he passed Tian Qiaoguang, he reached out and gently patted her on the shoulder.

It has to be said that Yang Yuanbing is actually quite dashing and approachable at times.

"I came in a hurry, so take this money. When you go home, don't go back empty-handed. Buy your mother some gifts; she's had a tough time," Tian Qiaoguang secretly slipped a wad of cash into An Xiaohai's hand.

The thickness of the contactless money is at least several thousand yuan.

Tian Qiaoguang's feelings for An Xiaohai were genuine. He was attending a meeting in Haizhou City when he learned that An Xiaohai would be released from prison today, so he rushed back without stopping.

"Thank you, Brother Tian."

"Let's not talk about this between us. By the way, your older brother has arrived. He's waiting for you at the door and will take you home. His car has plenty of seats, so your family should all fit."

Thank you.

"I already said we shouldn't talk about this between us. I have to go now, I need to rush back to a meeting. I'll come find you after I'm done with this."

"Okay, you're welcome anytime."

Tian Qiaoguang escorted An Xiaohai to the door of the storage room and hurriedly left. An Xiaohai had chatted with the two for a while, while the other prisoners had already collected their items and left, leaving the storage room empty.

Sitting in the storage room was the temporary worker, Chen Yongqiang. Whether out of guilt or sensing something, Chen Yongqiang kept his head down, deliberately avoiding eye contact with An Xiaohai.

An Xiaohai suddenly found it a bit funny, and he no longer harbored any hatred towards Chen Yongqiang.

Chen Yongqiang is just a nobody. A strongman shouldn't make things difficult for a nobody, so let it go. Hopefully, he'll behave himself from now on.

After taking a shower and drying himself off, An Xiaohai held the familiar yet unfamiliar shirt he had worn before going to prison in his hands for a long time, before finally crumpling it into a ball and throwing it into the trash can next to him.

That shirt was An Xiaohai's school uniform, and it also had the school's emblem printed on it.

After drying his hair, An Xiaohai grabbed a piece of clothing from his backpack and put it on. He then walked out with the backpack on his back. He didn't really want the backpack, but he had a lot of things in it, so it felt awkward to carry it.

The prison guard who escorted An Xiaohai out was a stranger, someone who looked remarkably young. He seemed to want to say something along the way, but in the end, he only uttered one sentence:

"Go, and don't come back."

"Okay, I'm leaving!" An Xiaohai turned around and gave the still-youthful prison guard a big smile.

"I told you not to look back, hurry up and go!" The prison guard gently pushed An Xiaohai out and slammed the iron gate shut.

An Xiaohai was a little dazed. Although he had been mentally prepared, it all seemed to have come too suddenly. So suddenly that An Xiaohai himself was also a little dazed.

"Xiao Hai!"

"Boss!"

Two calls rang out simultaneously; it was Tian Qiaoming and Kunji.

Tian Qiaoming was clearly taken aback. He had noticed Kunji long ago. After he came out of prison, this guy had been squatting not far from the gate and constantly looking at the gate. He didn't look like a good person. He didn't expect that he would call An Xiaohai "boss".

"Boss, why have you been dawdling for so long? I've been waiting for you for ages, hehe!" Kunji rushed over as soon as he saw An Xiaohai come out, and snatched his backpack and put it on his back.

"I chatted with Officer Tian and Section Chief Yang for a few minutes, which took up a bit of time. Kunji, this is my friend, the CEO of Qiaoyu Electronic Equipment Company. Brother Tian, ​​this is my good brother Zhang Kun."

"Hello, Mr. Tian. You can just call me Kunji."

"Okay, okay, Kunji! Xiaohai, you're finally out. Come on, I'll take you home first so you can reunite with your family. I'll come back to talk to you about us in a few days, hehe."

While greeting Kunji, Tian Qiaoming spoke to An Xiaohai.

"Kunji, what did you say? Are you going home right away? I can have Brother Tian take you."

"Boss, I want to follow you. Anyway, I only need to eat my fill, so it's the same wherever I go."

Kunji's words caused An Xiaohai a pang of pain in his heart.

Kunji's mother has passed away, so he probably doesn't have any relatives left, or rather, he has no relatives left to rely on. Otherwise, he should definitely choose to go home first, or at least go home to say hello.

"Okay, then you'll come with me home. But you'll eat whatever I eat, and no picky eating!"

"Alright!" Kunji grinned happily. He didn't care about anything else. Anyway, he was determined to follow An Xiaohai, the boss.

"Alright, let's get in the car. I'll take you home. Come on!"

"Okay, let's go, Kwan Kee, let's get in the car."

Tian Qiaoming is a very honest man. His financial situation is much better than before, but he did not choose to buy a luxury car. Instead, he drives a red Tianjin Dafa van, which can carry both people and goods.

An Xiaohai used to think this car was ugly, like a matchbox, but now he actually thinks it's pretty good, with a retro aesthetic!

The car started and sped away with An Xiaohai in it, leaving behind the First Prison of Shenhai City, which had imprisoned him for more than two years, or perhaps twenty-two.

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"I never expected it would be him who came to pick him up..."

In the office building, Yang Yuanbing drew the curtains, walked to his seat, and put his feet up on the desk.

"This fish has returned to the sea, huh? I wonder what kind of waves it'll stir up out there... But the bigger the waves, the more expensive it is! Hehe!"

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Shenhai Public Security Bureau, Wang Tiejun's Office

"Understood. Keep your distance and don't let him notice you. Also, be aware of your surroundings and watch out for anyone following him or trying to harm him. If necessary, you can use force."

"yes!"

After receiving a response from the other end of the phone, Wang Tiejun hung up.

"You brat, you didn't even tell your family to come pick you up! Why didn't you? Are you afraid of danger? I'll see what tricks you're up to, hmph!"

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Haizhou International Building

"He's out?... Okay, I understand. You can rest now... Don't follow him, absolutely don't follow him!... You don't need to worry about it, I'll handle it myself."

An Zhehao hung up the phone after speaking.

"What's wrong? Who came out? Who are they with?"

An Zhehao had just hung up the phone when Jiang Ting, who was smoking on the sofa not far away, asked a question.

"Oh, it's nothing, just a debt collector. What did you say earlier? Where do you want to eat tonight?"

"I want to eat in your arms, but you just won't let me."

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The corner not far from the main entrance of the First Prison

A man in a black suit and sunglasses bent down toward the back door of a Mercedes.

The car window was opened a crack.

"Fourth Brother, it's confirmed. The Mercedes that's been waiting at that street corner is probably carrying Fo Zitian."

The fourth brother, sitting in the back seat, didn't say anything, but simply rolled up the car window.

"Buddha's Son Tian, ​​Xu Tianyou... This isn't right. Why are they here so quickly? Are they in such a hurry to seek revenge?" Fourth Brother thought, stroking his chin.

Chen Zhiyong, the younger brother of the third brother, is known as the fourth brother in the underworld. The third brother asked him to pick up An Xiaohai. He arrived early, but suddenly found many suspicious people around the First Prison, so he did not show up.

"Fourth Brother, what do we do now? Should we follow them?" the driver asked, turning around.

"No, I don't want to run into Buddha Zitian. Let's do it another day, I'll visit him in person, we'll go back first," Fourth Brother finally gave the order after thinking for a long time.

"OK."

The driver started the car, and the Mercedes slowly drove away in the opposite direction.

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"Brother Tian, ​​what should we do?"

"Have you figured out who's in those cars?" Xu Tianyou asked impatiently, frowning.

"I've roughly figured it out!" the person who replied said, sounding a little nervous. "That black Mercedes-Benz with a tiger head belongs to Fourth Brother of the Chao Tou Gang, and that Cherokee with a girl in it belongs to Guo Xiangshui of Haiwei Village."

"Where's that car? That red Santana, who's in it?" Xu Tianyou asked, pointing to a red Santana parked at the corner not far away.

"I don't know, she looks unfamiliar, she's a woman, doesn't seem like someone from the underworld."

"A woman? How old?"

"You can't really tell, she's quite pretty, but she must be quite old."

Just as the two were talking, the red Santana suddenly started, heading not in the direction An Xiaohai had left, but towards the city center.

"Brother Tian, ​​what should we do?"

"Be careful following that red Santana, don't get spotted."

"Okay, don't worry, Brother Tian."

The driver started the car and followed.

"Woman, an unfamiliar old woman, what's she staring at Xiao Hai for?... I'd like to see who you are! Hehe, Xiao Hai, you might owe me a big favor this time!"

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Cherokee

"Old man, they've all disappeared, what are we still sitting here like idiots for?" Guo Fang rolled her eyes at Guo Xiangshui and said.

"Little sister! Why are you still talking to your father like that? Why are you still calling him 'old man'?! Can't you be a little more polite?" Guo Xiangshui's words were stern, but there was no hint of harshness in his tone.

"Am I supposed to call you 'boss' if not 'old man'?! You rushed me over here to seduce that pretty boy, and now that he's out, you won't let me in. I really don't know what you're up to!"

"Little sister, what are you saying? What do you mean by seducing?! Dad just wants to introduce you to a nice friend."

"Old man, come on, are we going or not? I've made plans to go clubbing with my friends, this is so annoying!"

"Alright, alright, we're leaving right away. Let's drive, let's drive!"

Guo Xiangshui was so annoyed by Guo Fang that he had no choice but to let the driver drive away.

"Old man, your car is so old and worn out, it's uncomfortable to sit in. Next time you drive this car, don't expect me to get in!"

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In a building not far away

The man with brown glasses put down his binoculars, a smile appearing on his lips, seemingly happy yet also somewhat helpless.

"It didn't appear. Could I have misjudged? That shouldn't be the case!... When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you..."

"O abyss, are you gazing upon me?"