Chapter 8: Without a Trace

People are like autumn Hong, and things are like spring dreams without a trace.

"I can't deserve to be praised by Seventh Brother like this, no matter how powerful the little sister is, isn't it all cut by Seventh Brother's little maid. The woman poured herself a cup of tea and said with a smile: "This is Miss Anning, I have admired you for a long time." ”

An Ning smiled and didn't speak.

The woman was bored, so she put down the teacup and said, "Seventh brother, if you leave the capital now, I will treat you as if you haven't come back." ”

The man in the wheelchair looked at the woman: "If you could kill me, would you still say this?"

The smile on the woman's face was completely gone: "Does Seventh Brother have to go against my father? You should know that you can't sit in that seat." ”

"Before, of course it wasn't possible, but not anymore. The man said, "I have to thank your father for this." ”

"What does Seventh Brother want to do, if you want to fight, why didn't you come back sooner?" the woman asked.

The man in the wheelchair thought for a moment, "What do I want to do? By the way, I want to kill a few people." ”

"Kill whom?"

The man looked at the woman, and then at Li Han: "You said that it was a coincidence, I want to kill your father." Said to the woman.

"And your father. He turned his head and said to Li Han again.

"And finally my father, hahaha, do you think it's a coincidence?" the man laughed heartily.

There was only the laughter of men in the courtyard, and the other people had solemn faces.

"Seventh brother, are you serious?" the woman asked.

"Am I like a joker?" the man looked at the woman with a grim look.

At this glance, the breath between heaven and earth seemed to be condensed, all compressed in this small courtyard.

The woman was horrified to find that she could not even move a finger.

It turns out that the most terrifying thing is not to be killed, but to be like a lamb to the slaughter, and even the right to breathe is controlled.

Li Han frowned and waved his hand, and the thunder roared: "The murderer ******* the man on the chair smiled and waved his hand, and the confinement between heaven and earth disappeared all at once, as if it had never appeared."

The man took a sip of tea and said, "After so many years, you still haven't seen through the world." ”

The woman calmed her rapid breathing: "Of course I can't see through as Brother Qi, I'm just an ordinary little woman." ”

"In this world, it's naΓ―ve for you to rely on others to live. You lack a sense of reverence for the strong, it seems that Uncle Wang has spoiled you too much over the years. The man picked up the medical book on the side and looked at it again.

Li Han glanced at the woman and said, "Brother Fang's words are indeed very correct, but I still believe that there is justice in this world, and there is law in this world. ”

The man shook his head and said: "This world is the world of the strong, I don't respect your people, nor your legal principles, but your strength after entering the Tao, you don't have the ability to kill people, your law is a fart, your fists are hard, your truth is the truth, and your rules are the rules." ”

"It seems that none of us can convince anyone, and I hope that the next time we meet, we can have a cup of tea like this. Li Han got up and said goodbye.

The woman also left, taking a deep look at the man in the wheelchair before leaving.

Ah Bu came out of the house, a man in a wheelchair.

"Can you get out of bed?" the man was still looking down at the book.

"Hmm. Ah Bu replied, "Thank you, sir, for saving your life." ”

"You're welcome. ”

Ah Bu looked up at the man without hesitation.

"Ask whatever you want?" the man said.

"I want to learn martial arts from you, is that okay?" said Ah Bu and knelt on the ground.

The man smiled: "Look at my legs, I don't know martial arts, and I can't teach people, you have found the wrong person." ”

"Then why are you so powerful?" asked Abu in surprise.

"Strength is not just martial arts, there are many ways to gain strength. The man explained.

Ah Bu asked again: "Then I want to get strength, can you teach me?"

"I only promised to protect your life, I didn't say that I would teach you, you can't be greedy. However, there are people who can teach you, and they love to teach people. The man said, looking out of the courtyard.

"Who?"

The man didn't speak, but raised his hand and pointed out the door.

A poor scholar with a wine shook his head and leaned in halfway, and then shrank back again, as if to see if he had gone to the wrong door.