What you fear most in life is that you are mediocre all your life and comfort yourself that it is ordinary and precious. Which man dares to say that he has no ambitions, ambitions and ideals, but you are gradually getting rid of your edges by life and reality. You are either too arrogant or too arrogant, or you are not down-to-earth, or you are daydreaming but fantasizing about success. In the end, you are defeated and completely surrendered and surrendered.

People who are unwilling to be mediocre and those who really want to succeed cannot bow their heads and admit defeat. No matter how difficult or tortuous life is, they will grit their teeth and carry forward with the burden. The more they set, the more courageous they are, the less afraid of failure, until they achieve their life goals.

Qin Sheng is like this. He didn't want to be an ordinary person. People live a lifetime and don't live so wonderfully. How can you know that you have been here before? So he will not admit defeat today and will not stop until death.

One in front and the other behind, two men, one with long hair, a bun on his head, and a beard and beard. They looked more like a Taoist priest. Although his figure was a little thin, they could make people feel a tough aura. The man behind looked ordinary, but Qin Sheng felt that he was more dangerous. He was about the same height as him. In such cold weather, he only wore a sweater, and his eyes were full of murderous aura in the dark, which made Qin Sheng very afraid.

When the two men rushed towards Qin Sheng, Qin Sheng did not dare to sit and wait for death because he knew that he did not have the strength to fight against two, not to mention that the injury in southwestern Sichuan had not healed last time, so he chose to rush towards the Taoist priest to give himself a chance to breathe.

In just a blink of an eye, Qin Sheng fought with the Taoist priest. The Taoist priest was as light as a swallow. When he was about to approach Qin Sheng, he slid his toes into the air and rushed straight to Qin Sheng's face. Qin Sheng was calm in the face of danger. He felt that the Taoist priest's fists and feet were strong. If he was really hit, he would definitely suffer internal injuries, so he hurriedly dodged sideways.

Uncle Zhao, who had nothing to do and could only watch the show, slowly walked towards Guanhaiting, lit a cigarette, and took out a pot of Hengshui Laobaigan from his pocket. In this weather, he could only rely on white wine to warm his body. Under the cliff is a quiet town, but it is a bloody storm. It is really a huge contrast. For him, Qin Sheng's ending is only a matter of time.

Before Qin Sheng could wait for the Taoist priest to land, he hit the Taoist priest's back with his knee. He did not retain his strength at all today. He could only leave alive with all his strength.

The Taoist priest's reaction was very fast and his body was even more agile. He leaned forward and bent over to avoid it. At this time, Qin Sheng felt that the man behind had approached. A fist wind came towards him. Qin Sheng quickly turned around and directly stuck the man's arm with his arms. The man bullied himself, and a drunken fist lay down and elbows, which made Qin Sheng unexpectedly hit Qin Sheng's chest. Qin Sheng staggered back two steps. Before he could come back, the man behind him kicked him in the back with one kick. Qin Sheng staggered forward and almost fell to the ground.

Obviously, Qin Sheng is not the opponent of two people, and even if he faces one of them alone, he may not have a chance of winning.

"The two are also experts. Isn't it a bit useless to deal with me as a minion?" If you can't beat Qin Sheng, you can only use the provocation method. It's better to fight one-on-one, which will have a better chance of winning.

But these two people would not be able to take this trick. The Taoist priest said calmly, "If you take money and eliminate disasters for others, you can only offend me."

"I don't know which school he is from. I also have a lot of connections with Taoism. My grandfather and Taoist Master Ren from Louguantai are friends. They often go to the Quanzhen Sect's ancestral courtyard to have tea, and they also have some friendships with Longhu Mountain and Wudang Mountain." Qin Sheng began to build a relationship, and what he said was the truth.

After hearing Qin Sheng's words, the Taoist priest frowned slightly, as if he was a little surprised, but he still said in a heart. "Even if you know my master, one code will be converted into one code, I can't let you go today."

The tall man looked a little impatient and snorted coldly, "You really have a lot of nonsense."

After saying that, he rushed towards Qin Sheng again, swung his arm around and swung to Qin Sheng, and instantly arrived in front of him. Qin Sheng had no way to retreat, so he could only stretch out his arms to block it. The next second he felt the man's terrifying power, which made his arms numb. Qin Sheng was also angry and suddenly jumped up and hit the man's forehead with an elbow. The man did not dodge at all, but hit Qin Sheng in the abdomen. The two of them hit each other almost at the same time. Although the man's forehead was hit hard, he did not move at all. Qin Sheng, who was jumping up, was directly knocked out by the heavy punch, and fell heavily to the ground, with a painful abdomen.

The Taoist priest didn't take action just now. Perhaps because of Qin Sheng's connection with Taoism, he had some reservations. Uncle Zhao, who was not far away, saw it, and couldn't help but say annoyedly, "Master, what do you mean?"

The Taoist priest looked at Uncle Zhao and nodded silently, then walked back to Qin Sheng with the man.

Qin Sheng slowly got up, covered his abdomen and snorted coldly, "Continue"

The Taoist priest took the lead this time, and two jumps came to Qin Sheng. Qin Sheng, who was half kneeling on the ground, was like a cheetah. When the Taoist priest approached, he rushed up instantly. The Taoist priest grabbed Qin Sheng's shoulder. Qin Sheng would definitely not surrender. He didn't care about such tricks and directly attacked the Taoist priest's vital part. The Taoist priest stuck Qin Sheng's knee with his legs. The two were entangled together and went back and forth. Qin Sheng's chest was hit by the Taoist priest's chain of boxing. He felt that his ribs seemed to be broken, and his lungs were cut like a knife. He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Finally, he was kicked by the Taoist priest and flew backwards again. He had just landed and had not been trimmed yet, and the man followed him and did not give Qin Sheng a chance to breathe. Qin Sheng had no choice but to face the challenge again. However, he was already injured and seriously injured again, but he was still the man's opponent. After taking two heavy punches on his face, he instantly became bloody and bloody. At this time, Qin Sheng's consciousness began to blur. He couldn't help but miss Chang Baji a little. If Chang Baji were there, maybe he wouldn't have suffered such a big loss today.

Another heavy leg, the man kicked Qin Sheng's calf. Qin Sheng felt his bones break at that moment, and his entire leg completely lost consciousness. When he used all his strength to give the man the last blow, there was no threat. He was hit by the man's shoulder with great force and heavy force, and he ran away again.

At this time, Qin Sheng was already dying with blood and blood. He had never been so miserable. This time he really suffered a great loss. Even after traveling for the past two years, he had never put himself in such a desperate situation. Qin Sheng didn't know how to evaluate what he did during this period. If he could really live, then this experience would be a baptism from top to bottom for him, and he would reflect on himself.

Uncle Zhao felt that it was almost done, so he extinguished the cigarette and walked over, and said with a smile, "Qin Sheng, do you regret it?"

Qin Sheng endured the huge pain and coughed, "I regret you scolded you next door."

The smile on Uncle Zhao's face disappeared instantly and he snorted coldly, "I really don't know how to live or die. I originally wanted you to suffer less, but now you don't see the coffin and cry."

"Tell Yan Chaozong that even if I die, Lin Su would not choose him. At least in this game, Yan Chaozong will never beat me, hahaha." Qin Sheng laughed presumptuously, but he coughed up a mouthful of blood just after laughing twice, which looked really terrifying.

Qin Sheng was so hard that he wanted to get up, but he struggled several times but failed. He suffered several serious injuries all over his body, and his face began to turn black.

"Why do you have to?" Taoist Master said in his heart.

Qin Sheng laughed and said, "Why are you all dead, but I, Qin Sheng, will never wait to die."

"Respect you are a man." The man also admired Qin Sheng a little. Who is so bloody nowadays? This made him see who he used to be.

This time, Qin Sheng finally stood up and shouted at the Taoist priest and the man, "Come on."

For many people, this night is no different from the past, but for Qin Sheng, this night may be his return journey in life.

Shanghai, No. 18 Bund, formerly known as McCalley Bank, was built in 1923. It was originally the headquarters of Standard Chartered Bank in China. It was later renovated into the Chunjiang Building. It began to be renovated in 2002. Since then, it has been renamed No. 18 Bund. It is a landmark of life, culture and art in Shanghai today.

The terrace restaurant hidden in the No. 18th terrace restaurant, mr&mrsnund restaurant, is one of the representatives of the French restaurant industry in Shanghai. The interior of the restaurant is like a blurred world created by quiet water, glass and lights. The most amazing thing is to look at the entire Pudong from the failed terrace on the Bund. The night view is amazing.

Today, Tan Jing accompanied Lin Su for most of the day. In the evening, she insisted on pulling Lin Su to come here for dinner. She ordered a bottle of red wine. The two of them chatted while eating the watch. However, after drinking a few glasses of red wine, Lin Su felt her heartbeat inexplicably accelerated, her chest was so tight that she seemed to be breathless, and her face began to pale.

"Su Su, what's wrong with you?" Tan Jing noticed Lin Jing's strangeness and asked quickly.

Lin Su shook her head while covering her chest, but she couldn't speak. Tan Jing immediately got up and called the waiter to pour a cup of hot water, and began to soothe Lin Su's back.

At the same time, in the courtyard of the old Qin family in Sijiucheng, Qin Changan, who was sitting on the second floor, was drinking tea and reading, but his right eyelid was twitching, making him restless and distracted.

Gongsun walked in slowly and said, "Master, Director Liu asked you to call back and said no one answered your phone."

Qin Changan picked up the silent phone next to him, saw the old friend's missed call, and sighed, "Gongsun, my right eyelid has been twitching, I don't know what bad things have happened recently."

"Master, I think you are too tired recently and haven't had a good rest since you came back from South Korea." Gongsun smiled. There were indeed too many things happening during this period.

Qin Changan waved his hand and said, "Well, go and do your business, I'll call you back now."

On East Chang'an Street, a Volkswagen Touareg was heading towards the China Trade CBD. The person driving was Qin Ran who had just returned from working overtime. She thought of her younger brother for no reason at night, and her whole mind was full of her younger brother's childhood voice and smile. She originally planned to come back until ten o'clock, so Qin Ran had to hurry back. There were several times along the way. Qin Ran had to park the car on the side of the road and planned to go home slowly. Otherwise, if this continued, a car accident would sooner or later.

Whether it is Lin Su, Qin Ran or Qin Chang'an, they naturally don't know that Qin Sheng, whom they loved deeply, is experiencing the most dangerous moment in their lives. Perhaps it was because of the spiritual communication that made them feel so strange.

Jiuhua Mountain, Guanhai Pavilion.

Qin Sheng fell to the ground again. This time he couldn't get up. His consciousness had begun to blur. At this time, he seemed to have accepted his fate and knew that he was unable to turn the situation around. Could it be that this is what he would have in his life? I really have to explain it like this?

Qin Sheng was a little unwilling to accept that he died just like that. He had not done too many things and had not paid back too many favors. It seemed that it would eventually become a regret.

"What a man," said the man who was as strong as the Taoist priest sighing.

The Taoist priest also sighed and said, "What a pity."

Uncle Zhao had already come over. He knew that everything was about to be settled, and only the endgame was left. Looking at Qin Sheng, who was still struggling on the ground, shook his head and said, "I can't blame others, you chose all this yourself."

"What should I do?" the Taoist priest asked with a frown.

Uncle Zhao squinted his eyes and said, "Kill, throw the body into the mountains."

The man next to "Okay" nodded silently.

Just when the Taoist priest and the man were about to fight, the man who drove the Wrangler all the way to Jiuhua Mountain finally appeared. He parked the car far away, fearing that he would be discovered, so he sneaked over on foot and had already dealt with the two men left by Uncle Zhao in the woods.

"It's a pity to not kill a few people with such a good moonlight." The man slowly walked towards Uncle Zhao and others, and said indifferently.
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