One bowl of noodles! One life!

Thinking of this, Wen Ren Baili suddenly laughed! But no one could see his smile. Many years ago, we were as old as Wen Renren. At that time, we were simple and willful. It was better to say that the West Lake shore was young and did not know the dangers of the sword that people later preached.

That night was your appearance, which made me the first battle of Wenren Baili, but you only asked me for a bowl of noodles! I don’t know how you are doing now? My brothers for many years! If I could look at you again before closing my eyes, maybe I wouldn’t have too many regrets. In the process of building, there are too many helplessness and too many official duties. I hope you don’t blame me...

Wenren Baili felt compassionate in this moment. I heard that people will recall his life before they die, but they don’t know whether it is true or false. Anyway, Wenren Baili was desperately recalling the past, and he never thought that there would be a miracle here. After all, this is not the bustling West Lake...

"Wenren Baili! Did you think you will be today? You always have to pay it back when you go out, sooner or later! Haha!" Zhong Nan actually told Wenren Baili about philosophy?

Wen Renbaili's thoughts were interrupted. He opened his blood-scattered eyes and looked at Zhong Nan. From his knees, he kept looking over his head. At this moment, he suddenly fell silent. He just looked at this extremely ugly face quietly, and his heart felt infinite desolation...

At this moment, Zhong Nan looked down at Wen Ren Baili, and he felt that this was very good. For the sake of today's moment, he had lost too much, and it was this man who deprived everything that originally belonged to him. But it was immediately possible. Zhong Nan suddenly felt a little disappointed in his heart. He didn't know what was going on?

He was not bad at first, except for his voice being a little broken. He was a rough man, and hatred had taught him to endure. He was very unwilling to give up, but at this moment he suddenly felt that maybe it was all a life.

Looking at Wen Renbaili, who could not stand up even when he was lying on the ground, this once "monster". Who would have thought that everything that belonged to him would slowly disappear with the sunrise tonight, like melting snow, and finally no trace left behind.

This may be a feeling for life, or the final respect for the opponent, and the two of them were actually in deep thought at the same time.

"Zhong Nan! You won. Before you take action, I have something to ask for?" Wen Ren Baili suddenly said calmly.

His voice broke Zhong Nan's contemplation. Zhong Nan looked at Wen Ren Baili and replied: "What's the matter?" It's rare that Zhong Nan did not argue or be angry this time?

"Help me find someone and tell him that Wen Ren Baili owe him a life in this life and pay it back in the next life! I think you know who I am talking about? His name is Qiu Han!" Wen Ren Baili said that, slowly closed his eyes, and his heart was filled with tranquility. He seemed to be waiting for Zhong Nan to give him the final "judgment"!

Zhong Nan understood. Yes, he knew why Wen Ren Baili told him this. For a time, he had also resented this man named Qiu Han, but that was a coincidence after all, and no one else could blame him.

Everything about him was because of the news. Since his next moment was already a dying person, out of respect, Zhong Nan nodded, without any heinous hatred in his heart, and only an explanation of the situation.

He reached out and touched his waist, pulled it out, and held a bright dagger in his hand, reflecting a cold light under the dazzling headlights.

He bent down, raised the dagger with his right hand, stared at the position of Wenren Baili's heart, and stabbed him hard...

At this moment, the cold wind suddenly rose and snowflakes drifted. A strong light came directly with the rumbling sound of the motor, stinging Zhong Man's eyes.

Zhong Man's hand holding the knife paused for two seconds. But the next moment, the dagger that was about to stab was directly smashed out by an unknown white object, landed in the snow, buried in the snow and disappeared. Zhong Man reacted very quickly. He looked at the white object flying over with his left hand and saw: Travel shoes?

Yes! Travel shoes! Qiu Han's travel shoes. The situation was urgent at that time, and there was nothing else in the car. Apart from his shoes, there was nothing that could make him fly away.

This sudden change made Zhong Nan sweat in a cold sweat. A very bad feeling in his mind suddenly occupied his heart. As the saying goes, once he was bitten by a snake, he was afraid of the rope for ten years. He just glanced at the speeding vehicle, and didn't care or care. He suddenly turned around, swung his right fist and smashed Wen Ren Baili's throat.

Seeing that everything was about to end. However, when his fist was about to hit his throat, Wen Renbaili suddenly opened his eyes, and his hands suddenly used force to grab Zhong Nan's strong fist. With his top-down force, Zhong Nan suddenly pulled it, and Zhong Nan couldn't defend himself and fell directly to his feet.

Then Wen Ren Baili instantly retracted his legs and kicked towards Zhong Nan's body. So Zhong Nan's body lost control like a kite with a broken string. He pulled it up about two meters into the air and then fell down.

Wen Ren Baili's attack seems to have already made premeditated mentally after closing his eyes. He didn't know what would bring him in the end? But at least he still needed to do the final blow. Although he knew that this would not change anything? But he would rather arouse Zhong Nan's anger in exchange for his own pleasure than humiliation and pity! This is his last pride! He wants Zhong Nan to remember him in his bones forever?

Due to the excessive force, Wen Renbaili's mouth once again spitted out bright red blood. After climbing to the height of strength, the blood arrow, which was half a meter high, fell back and splashed on Wen Renbaili's own face, sprinkling on Wen Renbaili's face. A pair of black eyes shook reluctantly in the blood on his face, full of disgust. Wen Renbaili is a clean person, he disgusted that he could not have a clean face before he died.

At the next moment, his eyes froze the picture. It was a familiar face that he had never forgotten, but this face removed the tenderness and frivolity, and was full of maturity and vicissitudes.

It was him! It was him! At this moment, Wen Baili actually laughed, but this smile fell into Qiu Han's eyes like a flower of death that was about to wither.

"Why are you covered in blood again? Can't you die?" Qiu Han thought about the first time he saw Wen Ren Baili, and his face was also covered in blood, so he said with a slight sensation.

Wen Ren Baili opened his mouth and wanted to say something? But the pain in his chest made his blood and blood dissatisfied. The pain was unbearable as soon as he opened his mouth. In the end, he could only shake his head and smile helplessly!

At this time, Zhong Man walked over angrily with white travel shoes, looked at Qiu Han who bent down and lowered his head to help Wen Ren Baili up and said, "Your shoes? Who are you? Are you looking for death?"

Qiu Han did not answer his question and continued to support Wen Ren Baili. The other two men in black came over from the corner of his eyes. The madmen also arrived at this time, got out of the car, and stood behind Qiu Han.

In the whole scene, in addition to the fallen people, Wen Renmo and "White Scorpion" Qi Baiyan could only lie on the ground, trying to distinguish what happened with their ears?

"Where are you asking?" Zhong Man's voice like a broken clock pierced his eardrum and penetrated the night sky again.

"Huh? Ask me? Why are you holding my shoes?" Qiu Han helped Wen Renbaili up, looked up at Po Zhongnan and said.

Zhong Man stopped for a few seconds, pointed at Qiu Han with his shoes and said angrily: "It's you? Why is it you again? Is your name Qiu Han?"

Before Qiu Han could answer, Wen Ren Baili suppressed the pain and said, "Haha, Wen Ren Baili is immortal, you are ready to welcome my endless anger!" After saying that, he coughed violently, and a boundless sigh came to his heart: Life is so fucking amazingly similar, full of similarity and blood.

Qiu Han glanced at Wen Renbaili and said in his heart: "How come he pretends to be a lie, why is this kind of virtue?" In fact, he felt that if Wen Renbaili was second in terms of pretending to be second, no one dared to say first. It seems that Wen Renbaili, who loves to be a pretentious, directly pretended to be a realm.

Qiu Han had already heard that this man was the man who was the Po Zhong on the shore of West Lake. Although his appearance had changed, his voice could not be changed.

"Are you very familiar with me? Or do you want to tell me that I didn't pay back the money you missed?" Qiu Han's mouth seemed to be no worse than Wen Ren Baili, and it was as bad as he said, and his words were even more slapped in the face than slapping Zhong Nan's face.

Sure enough, Zhong Nan felt that his IQ was insulted again, and he shouted wildly: "It's you who ruined me again. You all will die today!" As he said that, he nodded to the other two men in black and attacked Qiu Han directly.

Qiu Han pushed Wen Ren Baili backwards. Qiangzi cooperated well this time, stepped forward and supported him, shouting, "Damn, are you beaten by him?"

Wen Ren Baili was already in unbearable pain, but when Qiu Han pushed it, Qiangzi pulled it, he didn't answer. He spat another mouthful of blood, and almost scared Qiangzi, who was about to talk to him down, so scared that he pushed him out. Dong Xiaolan and Murong Xiao, who had not got off the car, saw this scene, were so scared that they covered their eyes.

In an instant, three men in black, including Zhong Nan, approached Qiu Han in a blink of an eye. The attacks like raindrops wrapped Qiu Han in the middle one after another. The sharp attacks were cleverly dissolved by Qiu Han again and again, and they fought back and forth. After about six or seven minutes, they could not decide the outcome.

Zhong Nan couldn't help feeling a little anxious. He didn't expect that Qiu Han, the young man in front of him, could have such good skills. He could catch the attacks of the three of them at the same time for so long without any defeat. He had just stood beside him with a small flat head with an unheated scar on his face. His eyes were always looking at the scene of the battle, and he had never left for a moment, as if he was waiting for an opportunity?

After fighting for a few more rounds, it was still the same. Zhong Man became more and more anxious. Although his offensive remained unabated, he had many flaws.

After fighting for a few more rounds, it was still the same. Zhong Nan began to worry. He kept thinking about whether he would give up this attack?

However, in this moment, with Qiu Han shouting "Bu Er", a young man quickly entered the battle circle from the side with thunder. He saw that he was extremely fast and suddenly hit the back of a man in black. With a "bang", the man in black was directly smashed out and fell into the snow, and never got up again.

Waiting for an opportunity, you will hit the target with one blow, and the battle situation will be immediately divided. The scene instantly became fair, and two-on-two seemed extremely fair.

Qiu Han and Bu Er's moves are simple and rough, both of which are the essence of fighting in the army. Zhong Nan's moves are a little complicated and fancy with martial arts.

With Qiu Han's last powerful punch attack, Zhong Nan finally failed to defend himself and failed to take the storm of the storm. The whole person was flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground.

Looking at Zhong Nan flying out, Qiu Han did not stop at all, turned the attack and punched another punch to the man in black who was fighting with Bu Er. However, Bu Er's attack also came at this moment, so the man in black had no choice but to hide. After enduring the explosion of the two people at the same time, his body also tilted softly.

The battle was over and the whole scene became quiet. After a brief rest, Wen Ren Baili's complexion obviously recovered a lot. He smiled and watched Qiu Han walk towards him step by step, and the scene of that year kept flashing through his mind:
Chapter completed!