"Don't you run now?" the scar man pressed closely.

"Fuck your uncle!" Lin Xiangnan looked at the high altitude behind him, his face suddenly turned pale, but he still responded strongly: "Lao Tzu would rather die than vote!"

"Kill those who have a strong mouth, drown those who can water. The scar man said, "I don't want to hurt you, just come with me." ”

"Who the hell are you, when has Lao Tzu offended you!" Lin Xiangnan yelled.

"Newpyte!" Scar said faintly.

"NT?" Lin Xiangnan said with a pun.

"We're the new humans!" Scar said in a high-pitched voice, "You're one of us!"

Lin Xiangnan was stunned in place, thinking to himself when he had joined this middle and second disease organization.

As if seeing Lin Xiangnan's doubts, the scar man began to explain to him: "You are not yet, but my mission this time is to take you back." ”

Lin Xiangnan's heart suddenly had 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping.

The rainstorm finally showed a hint of stopping, Lin Xiangnan looked down at the city surrounded by neon at his feet, the wind hung from his cheeks, through the rain in the corner of his eyes, the city was seen clearly, everywhere was a blurry color, and even made him feel a little suffocated.

At a glance, in addition to psychedelic, it is still psychedelic.

"We new humans, but unlike the crazy bastards of Solitaire, everything we do is for great ambitions, for this future, even if I die, I will not complain!" "The scar man stood in the rain, unpassionately proclaiming his thoughts, he was dancing in the rain, he was singing, he was like the protagonist of Shakespeare's play, at this moment, the rainstorm is his curtain, the city is his audience, and the world is his stage!

"I really want to slap you to death with cerebral palsy!" Lin Xiangnan directly interrupted his performance, and at the same time, his shoulders shook, and black smoke emerged from his body, quickly condensing into a pair of exquisite armor.

"You're a faithless person. The scar man sighed, showing an expression of lamenting his misfortune and being angry, as if he was regretting that Lin Xiangnan did not accept him.

"I'm the certified godfather of the Flying Noodle God Cult!" Lin Xiangnan clasped his ears and said disdainfully.

"Hmph!" a hint of anger appeared on the scarred man's face, and the knife in his hand trembled slightly for no reason, and let out a pleasant and crisp long moan.

He skillfully turned the knife flower and said arrogantly: "To deal with you, I don't even need to use secret cards!"

"Who do you look down on?" Lin Xiangnan asked rhetorically, not to be outdone.

There is no light source on the roof of this building, and he can only barely identify the enemy in front of him with the faint moonlight, in this kind of environment, the night tour clothes are useless at all, but Lin Xiangnan, who has lost his dependence, did not show a frightened expression, but a trace of untimely perseverance flashed on his face.

He ran over quickly, a thick layer of cyan flames burned on the jet-black armor, and even the surrounding temperature instantly rose by a few degrees, and the rain was instantly evaporated, turning into wisps of white steam floating into the air, and being pulled with his rapid movement, at first glance, Lin Xiangnan seemed to have burned the surrounding air or space into smoke, he clenched his fists and rushed directly.

The scar man smiled disdainfully, he was mocking Lin Xiangnan's inadequacy, as long as it was a secret card master with a little common sense, he knew that the gap between the wind level and the snow level could not be bridged, no matter what means!

As before, he still didn't use the blade, but just used the back of the knife without a blade, firstly, he wanted to bring the complete Lin Xiangnan back, and he couldn't hurt him too much, and secondly, he also wanted Lin Xiangnan to know what is called the visible strength gap, not to mention the use of the back of the knife, even if he is holding a branch that can be seen everywhere now, he can still easily defeat this stubborn boy.

The strong fist wind came to his face, and even touched the cheek of the scar man, he smiled contemptuously, picked up the back of the knife at will, and lightly knocked Lin Xiangnan a few meters away.

The debris on the roof of the building was knocked over, and Lin Xiangnan fell until the wall before he barely stopped, and a depression was smashed into the wall behind him, and the cracks were as small and dense as cobwebs.

The sharp pain in his body had almost covered his will, every bone seemed to be smashed, and the injuries that were swept out by the explosive air flow just now were superimposed with the blow just now at any time, and under the mixture of the two injuries, Lin Xiangnan almost fainted from the pain.

"Come again!" he stood up and yelled.

Another casual counterattack, Lin Xiangnan flew out upside down again.

This time the injury was even more serious, he actually felt a sweet throat, and a mouthful of blood poured out of his throat directly and uncontrollably, and the armor that was previously indestructible was shattered by these two attacks.

Lin Xiangnan at this moment is like an unyielding knight on the battlefield in the Middle Ages!

"What a hopeless stubborn boy......" Scar Man shook his head, he didn't understand Lin Xiangnan's approach.

Why did he stand up? Didn't he make it clear what he had just said? Why did he stand up again and again when he could be safe and sound as long as he lay down? Did he still have the sad illusion that he could defeat him?

"Give me death!" he struggled to prop up his heavy body with his elbows, and reluctantly lay on the ground, shouting the words out of his throat with all his might, but the sound was so small that only he could hear it.

"You...... Still not giving up?"

"Who do you think you are!Who do you think I am!Lao Tzu, my name is Lin Xiangnan!It's not a toy in your hand!" Lin Xiangnan's iron words, the scar man who listened to it was stunned for a moment.

But then, he laughed even more arrogantly.

"Hahahaha! You're laughing at me!" he hugged his belly, as if he had seen the best comedian in the world, "I'm sincere! Poor people can't even choose their own fate, this is the default rule in the world." It's like a coal worker who won't be the boss no matter how hard he digs coal!"

"At the end of the day, you're still weak, the weak can only bark like a dog on the ground, and the weak can barely stand up on muddy ground. Oh no, you can't even stand up now!"

Lin Xiangnan looked up at the rain curtain in the sky, and the cold water droplets hit his cheeks, and there was a slight pain.

Everything around him is so real, a few months ago, his ordinary life was broken, under the control of a behind-the-scenes master, he became a supernatural in the sub-world, but the ability beyond ordinary people only brought him joy for a short time, Bai Murong, the mysterious woman, the scar man, everyone is pressing on him, in the reinforced concrete and the bright lights, when will there be a place of his own?