Ye Qingqing, who has just experienced a broken love, still looks so strong on the surface, as if she is fine.

Moreover, at 6 o'clock in the morning, she still went out for a run on time.

Now she already knows that when she was running, Sheng Bloom had been secretly following.

In the past two months on the construction site, she has become accustomed to running with her, so now she does not feel the slightest dislike for him.

As the two left the villa, Sheng Kai noticed that her eyes were a little red and swollen, apparently crying last night.

He didn't feel strange, after this incident, he seemed to know a little more about Ye Qingqing.

Her personality is just the opposite of her appearance.

These days, Ye Qingqing stays at home during the day except for a run in the morning, and doesn't go anywhere.

Ye Tianhong knew that she had broken up with Jiang Hao, but he was very happy, and he didn't ask much about her, so as not to make her feel uncomfortable thinking of Jiang Hao again.

When it is in full bloom, it is relatively free, except that you have to go back to Yefu at night, and you can come and go at will during the day.

He also happened to take advantage of this period of time to accompany Yan Jieya.

Since she was sent to the hospital, Liu Xiaoyu has been taking care of her. Especially during this period of time at the construction site, he didn't even have time to take a look.

After running and eating breakfast, he went to the hospital, and then stayed in the hospital all day to accompany Yan Jieya.

The face is still the same as always, as long as there is time, I will come to the ward to accompany her.

Liu Xiaoyu shouted at her sister-in-law, which has become a habit. Sheng Kai wanted Liu Xiaoyu not to shout nonsense several times, but seeing Yan Jieya's happy appearance, he couldn't help it again.

Rong Yan seemed to be used to such a name, and even sometimes deliberately showed that he was very intimate with him in front of Yan Jieya, which made Sheng Kai very embarrassed.

Although he knew that this was acting, he always felt uneasy, he was nothing, but after all, Rong Yan was a big girl, and if he made too many jokes, it would inevitably affect her reputation.

He returns to Yefu at eleven o'clock every night, and the people in Yefu are used to it.

This night was the fifth day that Yan Jiren went to Savage Peak, and it was also the last night they agreed on.

Sheng Kai rode his folding bicycle, left the hospital, and headed for the Tenglong community.

He still chose the alley that had already been relocated, which would save nearly five kilometers of road.

The weather was fine, but lightning and thunder roared at night, but no rain fell.

When he rode his bicycle to the entrance of the alley, the torrential rain poured down, and the belated Dragon Boat Festival water finally fell.

He didn't pay attention to the rain, and rode quickly down the alley.

A few street lamps in the alley were dim and flickered in the wind and rain, and two of the lights flickered a string of sparks, and it was completely dark.

A dazzling bolt of lightning lit up, tearing through the dark night sky and the darkness in the alley.

With this lightning, he saw that in front of the alley, there were several people standing in the shadows, and on their hands, there was a cold light flickering.

He didn't look back, but he could already feel that there were several people behind him, slowly approaching him.

He slowly lifted the bike aside and placed it against the wall.

Although he was not afraid, he did not want his bicycle to be damaged.

These people are the twelve knives under Zheng Yeren. They split into two parts and blocked the bloom in the alley.

Not far away, there was a person standing, coldly looking at the bloom that was surrounded.

Each of the twelve men had a short knife in his hand, and when the lightning flashed, the cold light flickered.

Watching them gradually approach, there was no nonsense in full bloom.

A dozen men swung short knives and lunged at him.

The man not far away had his hands folded around his arms and a look of contempt in his eyes.

Zheng Yeren is just too cautious, dealing with one person, dispatching twelve knives is already very face-saving for him, and he has to come with Long Sihai.

In his life, the only thing that shocked him was Kang Dezhu.

But he wasn't convinced, and he didn't think he would necessarily lose if the two actually fought each other.

Fighting doesn't have to be about strength alone, it's more about skill.

But soon the contempt in his eyes vanished, gradually replaced by shock.

In the midst of the thunder and lightning, I saw a figure falling, stirring up the rain on the ground, and then wailing and rolling, but unable to stand up again.

Just as a bolt of lightning had vanished, the only sound in the alley was the wailing of twelve people, except for the sound of rain.

Long Sihai's arm slowly lowered, and the shock in his heart was no less than the last time he saw Kang Dezhu knock down the twelve knives.

This little man is actually so powerful, and his shot seems to be more ruthless and accurate than Kang Dezhu.

After defeating the Twelve Swords, Bloom looked up at Long Sihai in the faint light.

When he was at Savage Peak, he had seen twelve knives, and although he hadn't seen Kang Dezhu fight with them, he clearly remembered their outfits and the knives in their hands.

Long Sihai put his right hand in front, his left hand clenched into a fist and sank slightly, putting on a posture, ready to face the full bloom.

Sheng Kai didn't take him seriously, these people, in the eyes of ordinary people, are indeed very powerful existences, but in front of him, they are not even ants.

If he and Kang Dezhu's true abilities were to be displayed, these people would not even be qualified to worship.

He sneered, feeling a little sad for these people who didn't know the height of the sky.

Long Sihai played a few moves in succession, and then rushed towards Sheng Kai with a loud shout.

Sheng Kai looked at him coldly, without the slightest intention of dodging, but directly threw a punch.

The rain was stirred up by the fist of his punch, and before the fist arrived, the rain arrived first.

Long Sihai felt the rain hitting his chest, and there was a stinging sensation, as if he had been pierced by a steel needle.

He was shocked, and before he could react, the punch had already hit him firmly in the chest.

Simple, direct, violent, and without any fancy moves.

He felt like he had been hit by a truck in the chest, and involuntarily lifted his feet off the ground, and flew backwards quickly, flying five meters away, before falling heavily in the rain.

An unbearable pain made it difficult for him to breathe, and his whole body seemed to fall apart, and he no longer had the slightest strength.

Now these two titles seem to be a joke, mocking him lying on the ground.

There was a sweetness in his throat, a stream of blood gushed out, and he opened his eyes with difficulty, and was horrified to find that Sheng Kai was already standing in front of him.

The original body was not tall, but at this time, it looked like a mountain peak, putting endless pressure on him.

"Go back and tell Zheng Yeren that if he wants to die, I can fulfill him!"

Immediately, he stretched out his left hand with a fist, and with a muffled "bang", Long Sihai felt that the ground trembled.

After throwing a punch, Sheng Blossom slowly turned, lifted his bicycle from the wall, rode it away, and quickly disappeared into the night rain.

Long Sihai gritted his teeth and crawled to the wall, holding on to the wall and standing up with difficulty, when he saw the fist mark on the wall, he trembled.

This was a punch that Sheng Kai had just thrown at random, but on this red brick concrete wall, a hole appeared that could reach into the fist, and the crack was centered on the fist print, spreading out like a spider's web.

He was covered in a cold sweat, and he didn't use all his strength at all for the punch he had just punched on himself. If this punch to the wall hits him, then this hole should be in his chest right now!

Where can this be done by man!

He seemed to have aged a lot, leaning against the wall, and muttering, "This is not human...... It's not a human ......."

Leaning against the wall, he walked slowly, and only when the lightning turned on, could he see his trembling back.

On the roof of the side of the alley, a black figure in a raincoat stood, silently watching the wall.

A snowy lightning bolt lit up, and you could see that on the face of the yin owl, a scar stretched from the corner of the forehead to the chin, as if it had split a face in half!