Chapter 590 Poetry and Songs
Inside the police station, the lights suddenly came on, and the police officers quickly took their positions, ready to deal with this sudden blockade. With shields in front and guns behind, they formed a solid line of defense. After hearing the noise, Qi Tongwei stood up resolutely despite the pain in his body, and joined the police defense camp with several members of the society who still had the strength.
Brother Shan Ji's men began a frenzied attack. They first threw rocks and Molotov cocktails into the police station. For a moment, flames shot up into the sky and the sound of broken glass could be heard. Then, accompanied by a burst of shouts and screams, they rushed to the police station gate like a tide. The police were not afraid and responded calmly. High-pressure water guns sprayed out, and the powerful water flow hit the thugs, causing them to stagnate. But these desperate criminals quickly regrouped and continued to rush forward under the pressure of the water flow.
A thug brandished a long knife and rushed towards the policeman in the front. The policeman calmly dodged to the side, blocked the attack of the long knife with his shield, and then hit the thug's arm with his baton. There was only a scream, and the long knife fell to the ground. However, the thugs were numerous, and as one wave fell, another wave quickly took over.
Qi Tongwei looked at the chaotic and fierce scene in front of him, and a strong sense of anger and responsibility surged in his heart. He took a deep breath, ignored the pain in his neck, roared, and rushed towards the thugs. He displayed fierce boxing and kicking skills, and every move was full of strength and determination. With a flying kick, he kicked a thug who was about to break into the police station to the ground, and then quickly turned around and knocked down the enemy who attacked from the side with an elbow.
The members of the society were not to be outdone, and they cooperated with Qi Tongwei to form a force that could not be underestimated. However, the attacks of the thugs became more and more fierce, and the situation became more and more critical.
At the critical moment of the battle, the police reinforcements arrived. The sound of sirens came from far away, and a large number of police officers quickly surrounded the thugs. This sudden change made the thugs panic and they began to flee everywhere, but the police had already set up a dragnet and captured them one by one.
The battle finally ended, and the area around the police station was in a mess. Qi Tongwei leaned against the wall tiredly. His body had reached its limit, but there was a hint of relief in his eyes. Although the battle was difficult, they once again defended justice. However, he also knew clearly that the trauma and memory brought by this storm would be forever engraved in the hearts of him and the members of the society, becoming an unforgettable experience in their growth, reminding them all the time that the road to justice is endless, and they must always remain vigilant and work tirelessly to protect peace and tranquility.
Qi Tongwei slowly stood up from the wall, and every movement seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He dragged his exhausted body to a relatively quiet corner, took out his mobile phone, and dialed his wife Liang Lu's number with trembling fingers.
The phone rang on the other end, and Qi Tongwei felt mixed emotions. He didn't know how to tell his wife about the thrilling battle he had just experienced, and he didn't know how to express his complicated feelings at the moment.
"Hello? Tongwei, what's wrong?" Liang Lu's voice came with a hint of concern.
Qi Tongwei took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound steady: "Lu, I'm fine. I just finished dealing with some things. I want to tell you that I'm fine, don't worry."
Liang Lu seemed to have noticed something. She asked softly, "Are you in danger? You sound very tired."
Qi Tongwei was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "I did encounter some troubles, but they were all resolved. I just suddenly thought of you and Dawei, and felt that I had too many responsibilities for this family."
The young face of his son Qi Dawei appeared in his mind, and he felt guilty. Because he was busy with the club's affairs, he had too little time to spend with his family. "How is Dawei doing recently? Is he obedient?" Qi Tongwei asked.
"Dawei misses you very much and always asks when dad will come home. He admires you very much, you know? In his eyes, you are like a hero." Liang Lu's words made Qi Tongwei's eyes slightly moist.
Qi Tongwei felt a pang of pain in his heart. He didn't know whether his experiences would have a negative impact on his son. "I'm not a good enough father. I don't have much time to spend with him."
"Tongwei, don't say that. I know what you are doing is very meaningful, but I just hope you can pay more attention to your own safety in the future. Our family can't live without you." There was a hint of worry and tenderness in Liang Lu's voice.
Qi Tongwei looked at the mess outside the police station, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart. He thought about how much effort and hardship he had put in to gain a foothold in this complex world and to give his family a better life. However, this road was not smooth sailing, and he encountered too many setbacks and dangers, just like the life-and-death battle he had just experienced.
"Lu, this world is sometimes cruel, and we will encounter many unexpected things. But I will do my best to protect this home and keep you from harm." Qi Tongwei's tone was full of determination.
After hanging up the phone, Qi Tongwei's thoughts drifted back to the past. He thought of his ambitions and ideals when he was young. At that time, he was full of blood and thought that he could achieve everything as long as he worked hard. However, reality gave him a heavy blow. On the road to pursuing justice, he encountered countless dark forces and difficulties and obstacles. These experiences made him exhausted, but also made him stronger.
He knew that he could not be defeated by these difficulties, because his family was waiting for him. He wanted to be a role model for his son and let him understand what justice and responsibility were. Although this road was full of thorns and the world was cruel, he would continue to walk on firmly.
After Qi Tongwei hung up the phone, he slowly walked towards the temporary placement of the wounded in the police station. He saw some members of the society bandaging their wounds, while others were whispering to comfort each other. Their tired but resolute faces made him feel warm. These young people have always fought side by side with him in this storm, never leaving him, just like his companions on the road to justice. Even though they were scarred, they never thought of retreating.
After a simple treatment of the wound in the hospital, Qi Tongwei returned home. The moment he opened the door, he saw his wife Liang Lu and his sons Qi Dawei and Qi Xiaowei sitting in the living room. Qi Dawei and Qi Xiaowei immediately ran over and hugged him tightly. Qi Tongwei squatted down and hugged his two sons in his arms, feeling their warmth and dependence.
"Dad, you are hurt!" Qi Dawei saw the marks on Qi Tongwei's neck and the scratches on his arms, his eyes full of worry and heartache.
Qi Tongwei gently touched his son's head and said with a smile: "It's okay, Dad doesn't feel any pain. This is a small mark left by Dad when he was protecting justice."
Qi Xiaowei raised his head, looked at Qi Tongwei and said, "Dad, we know you've worked hard, and you're a hero."
Qi Tongwei felt sad. He didn't know how to explain to the children the complicated world and the dangers he had experienced. But he knew that from this moment on, he had to work harder to be a role model for them.
At night, Qi Tongwei sat at his desk, thinking about a lot of things. He recalled the hardships he had gone through, the struggles with the dark forces, and the moments when he almost lost his life. They were all played in his mind like a movie. He knew that he could not relax at all, because he not only had to protect his family, but also had to be responsible for the members of the community and contribute to the justice and peace of this society.
A few days later, Qi Tongwei received a poem written by Qi Dawei and Qi Xiaowei, titled "My Police Dad". When he opened the paper full of childish handwriting and read it word by word, he was filled with emotion and comfort.
“My father is a policeman.
He traveled the world fearlessly.
Don't be afraid of bad guys.
Protect our home.
His figure is very tall.
Running day and night for everyone.
Injured and tired, never collapsed,
Justice shines in the heart.
Dad, Dad, I love him.
May he return home safely soon.
I want to learn from his lofty ambitions.
Even when you grow up, you still need to protect me."
Qi Tongwei's eyes moistened after he finished reading the poem. He saw his sons' understanding and love for him, and he also saw the seeds of justice in their hearts quietly sprouting. He knew that his efforts and persistence were not in vain, and the vicissitudes of life and the hardships he had experienced turned into invaluable strength at this moment.
In the days that followed, Qi Tongwei became more actively involved in the construction and development of the martial arts club. He organized more martial arts training courses, not only teaching martial arts skills, but also focusing on cultivating the moral character and sense of justice of club members. He invited police friends to explain legal knowledge and safety precautions to club members, so that everyone could improve their self-protection ability while also clarifying the boundaries between justice and law.
At home, Qi Tongwei also cherishes the time he spends with his family. He prepares dinner with Liang Lu and listens to her stories about life. He accompanies Qi Dawei and Qi Xiaowei in doing homework and playing games, and tells them some interesting stories about his work (of course, he will hide those parts that are too dangerous and bloody). He strives to find a balance between family and career, making his family his solid backing and his career the stage for him to realize his life value.
As time went by, the Wushu Club grew stronger under the leadership of Qi Tongwei and became an important force in promoting justice and the spirit of Wushu on campus. Club members actively participated in social welfare activities, such as donating Wushu equipment to children in poor areas and holding charity performances. They interpreted the meaning of justice and love with their actions.
Qi Tongwei was deeply moved by his sons' poems and decided to write a long poem full of his own experiences and insights. He secluded himself for several days, immersed in memories and thoughts, carving out his emotions and beliefs word by word.
This 5-word poem is like a magnificent epic. It begins by tracing back to the ancient Chinese civilization, from the chaos of Pangu creating the world to the magical legend of Nuwa creating humans. He incorporates the spirit of bravery, creativity and sacrifice in these mythological stories into the poetry, implying that the roots of justice and protection were planted at the beginning of civilization.
The poem then depicts the people of lofty ideals in the long river of history, from Yue Fei's heroic loyalty to his country to Wen Tianxiang's unyielding spirit. He uses gorgeous and profound words to show the echo and inheritance of justice in different eras. Qi Tongwei transformed his experience of fighting against the dark forces in the martial arts club into vivid images. The fierce battles with Brother Shanji and his gang became the "Dark Night Battle" chapter in the poem. He describes in detail every thrilling moment, every choice of faith and courage, and expresses his fatigue, pain and persistence in justice in rhythmic words.
In the poem, he also recalled the warmth and strength his family gave him, from the warmth of knowing Liang Lu to the satisfaction of watching Qi Dawei and Qi Xiaowei grow up. These emotions are like trickles that run through the context of the poem and become the spiritual harbor that enables him to persevere in the face of hardships.
When Qi Tongwei finally finished the poem, he felt like he had experienced a baptism of the soul. He first shared the poem with his family. Liang Lu read the poem with tears in her eyes. She saw her husband's deeper inner world from the poem, the ideal, brave and affectionate Qi Tongwei. Although Qi Dawei and Qi Xiaowei could not fully understand the deep meaning of the poem, they were also shocked by the majestic momentum and sincere emotions, and their admiration for their father increased a little more.
Afterwards, Qi Tongwei recited some chapters of the poem in the martial arts club. The club members sat together and listened quietly. Every word in the poem was like a fire, igniting their passion for justice and their sense of mission to pass on the spirit of martial arts. Some members had tears in their eyes, moved by the hardships and persistence expressed in the poem by Qi Tongwei; some members clenched their fists, as if they had drawn strength from the poem and were ready to continue fighting against evil in the future.