Chapter 69: Old Goods

Han Fei didn't know how cold it was here, anyway, when he was eating barbecue and drinking cold beer with a group of teammates shirtless in the winter, Han Fei felt much more comfortable than now, and he had never had goosebumps because of the cold.

Han Fei instantly cheered up his spirit, a stream of heat rose from his lower abdomen, and then poured into his limbs, Han Fei finally felt that his body was a little warmer, and his senses were greatly improved than before.

Under the street lamp in the distance, there seemed to be a person with a grimace mask standing there vaguely, his figure was not real, and with Han Fei's eyes, he could only barely see a rough outline at this moment.

Although he couldn't see his face clearly, Han Fei could feel the disdain and ridicule, and at this moment, the feeling of being targeted from behind came again, it was so swift and direct, although Han Fei didn't turn around, he also knew that something was rushing towards him at the extreme speed at this moment.

Fifty meters, thirty meters, twenty meters, ten meters, it's now!

Han Fei's incomparably fierce leg swept out, and everywhere he passed, the light and shadow became blurred, this was the first time Han Fei made an unreserved shot since he came to Huaxia.

"Bang!"

The restrained energy swept like a knife, and the street trees on the side of the road were broken seven or eight in response, Han Fei's scalp was a little numb, and there was not even a ghost in front of him, and his kick was actually empty!

At this moment, Han Fei felt as if he was entangled in a pair of invisible hands, and that feeling was like a maggot on a tarsal bone, and a bone-chilling chill came directly from his calves.

"Pretend to be a ghost! Look for death!" Han Fei moved the real fire, and smashed his fist towards the hard cement pavement, all the cement slabs within a radius of ten meters cracked, Han Fei faintly felt a cry, and the cold on his legs dissipated in an instant.

"Someone is hiding his head and showing his tail!, and someone is coming out!" Han Fei yelled at the nobody.

There was a deathly silence around him, like a wordless mockery, and then the chilling feeling resurfaced.

Although Han Fei couldn't see it, the instinct honed in countless battles had already caused his body to react correctly, and with a sudden dodge, Han Fei reached out and grabbed the void in front of him, the tentacles were cold and cold, with a corrosive acidity, just a contact, Han Fei felt that his left hand was a little numb.

"What's the matter!" Han Fei was ruthless in his heart, and his right fist instantly smashed into it with a force of ten thousand pounds.

Sure enough, this punch smashed into the air again, and although Han Fei couldn't see anything, he could also feel something escape around his fist like an air current.

If it were an ordinary person who encountered this scene, he would be scared to pee if he wasn't scared stupid, but who was Han Fei, the fierce man who once slept with the skeleton all night after opening the coffin, although this scene made his scalp a little numb at the moment, but that's all.

That thing couldn't be explained, and it didn't pose much of a threat to Han Fei, but it was the kind of bone-chilling cold that swept over at every turn that gave Han Fei a little headache.

This kind of cold came and went without a trace, and there was no trace, every time it invaded without warning, Han Fei couldn't help but shiver, his body temperature dropped sharply, he felt that his blood was about to coagulate, and even his will was a little blurred.

Every time at this time, Han Fei would forcibly lift his qi to dispel the chill, and after his body regained some sense, he narrowly avoided the fatal blows again and again.

"If you continue like this, you can't be sure when you'll be played to death. Han Fei knew that he was being overshadowed, so he didn't have time to think about it now, he had to get out of here as soon as possible.

Han Fei had enough strength at the moment and rushed towards the front, the distance of three streets was far away for others, but it was nothing for Han Fei who was running at full speed.

Seeing that Han Fei was about to rush out and enter the main road in front of him, the people in the dark were in a hurry, and this urgency inevitably revealed a little flaw, before he and the surrounding environment were perfectly integrated, coupled with the cover of the night, even Han Fei couldn't find anything abnormal.

Can ...... now

Han Fei showed a sneer, flicked his middle finger, and a coin shot out like a bullet in a certain direction, and immediately, Han Fei felt that the cold aura that was chasing after him escaped like an explosion, Han Fei's speed was already very fast, but it was still a little slower.

That feeling was like someone pouring a bucket of ice water from head to toe in the middle of winter, Han Fei shuddered, and the chill that penetrated deep into his bone marrow made his will a little blurred, and he fell to the ground suddenly.

There were still about 100 meters ahead of him to enter the brightly lit main road, but Han Fei felt that he couldn't walk any way.

Now Han Fei only felt tired and sleepy, he wanted to sleep, but he didn't dare to fall asleep, the path was quiet, at this moment, a slight footstep sounded, and a person seemed to walk out of the distance behind him.

It seemed that he saw Han Fei lying in front of him, and the person behind him ran over excitedly, laughing like a fool along the way, and the dim and uninhabited path sounded extraordinarily infiltrating.

Han Fei had an illusion, as if he was a rotten dog that suddenly saw meat and bones, and chased after it desperately, and then pounced, that guy should have fallen, but the strange laughter never stopped, and in an instant, he ran towards this side with a strange smile.

Even Han Fei felt his heart explode now, what the hell was running behind him! Running so fast and falling to the ground all of a sudden, he had to scream at least twice!

But this guy actually had a weird laugh, as if he didn't feel any pain when he fell to the ground, and he just got up and continued to run forward.

"I guess I met a stupid madman. Han Fei left a few drops of cold sweat.

Thinking of the figure with the grimace mask he had vaguely seen before, Han Fei struggled to get up, and now that he encountered a madman with violent tendencies, it was much more dangerous to encounter two human bears in the wild.

Holding back the discomfort on his body, Han Fei struggled to get up from the ground, his body was cold and cold, his body was about to stiffen, and the feeling of being tired and sleepy lingered.

"At this time, it is good to have a cigarette to smoke. Han Fei was thinking about it, and suddenly realized that Li Bo in the back kitchen today didn't give him a pack of cigarettes?

Han Fei subconsciously put his hand into his pocket, and the cigarette was still there.

Three homemade cigarettes lay crookedly in the old cigarette case, one of which was torn from an old newspaper, and the yellowed paper had cracked in some places, revealing the burnt tobacco inside.

"This old man, shouldn't he give me the old goods, it's really enough to pick the door. Han Fei muttered to himself.

At this time, it would be good to have a cigarette to smoke, Han Fei was not picky, he picked up a cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth, and the flame of the lighter "banged", and when the sparks flashed, Han Fei let out a long breath of smoke, and suddenly condoled the female relatives of the eighteenth generation of Li Bo's ancestors.

This old man of the cheating father actually used almost the old goods of the last century to cover himself, what kind of fucking cigarette is this, I'm afraid even the tobacco is moldy old goods dozens of years ago.

After this puff of smoke, Han Fei didn't feel the slightest refreshment, but instead felt sick to his stomach and wanted to vomit out all the overnight meals, his mouth full of musty smell and bitterness.

Han Fei felt as if he had eaten several bitter gourds with boiled Chinese medicine, and his whole bitter face turned a little purple.

However, it is also strange to say, after this period of intense bitterness, Han Fei felt that his body seemed to be a little warmer, and his brain became a lot clearer, Han Fei was just about to take a second puff, and was stunned to find that the cigarette had almost burned out!

"So fast, or am my mind a little confused?" Han Fei didn't think much about it, he directly lit the second cigarette and smoked it, the entrance was still unbearable bitter, but Han Fei had already faintly adapted to it, and this time he only took two or three puffs, and the cigarette in his hand was already burning.

At the moment when Han Fei lit the third cigarette, he seemed to hear a piercing scream in a trance, and suddenly turned around, and his back was empty, not even a ghost.

Han Fei didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment, and subconsciously put the cigarette in his hand to his mouth, only to find that this cigarette was even more watery than the first one, and before he smoked it, it had already burned into a small pinch of ash, leaving only a cigarette butt less than half a centimeter between his fingers. ()