The red sun is about to set in the western mountains. In front of the mountain www.biquge.info a cloud like a pegasus, dragging its long tail, just blocking her light. The light like a firework burned its tail, belly and horse's head red, and even the flying flowers it accidentally stepped on, it looked even more fiery and bright at this time...

It's just such a beautiful dusk scene, only a few dozen people have seen it, but they only glanced at it unintentionally. He lowered his head again and walked his own way slowly, constantly rubbing shoulders with people in a hurry. They are wondering why those people are in such a hurry, and those who are in a hurry are also wondering why they are so leisurely. Therefore, the hurried people are carrying their hearts for those who are leisurely, and the leisurely people are also worrying about those who are in a hurry.

Leisurely people and hurried people are all toilers of life, and they are always racking their brains and trying their best for life every day. But their attitudes towards life are completely different, and their understanding of life is completely different. That's why they are strange to each other and curious. They will not solve that problem in their lifetimes, just because they are not the same kind of people.

There is always a gap between people, and no matter how close they are to each other, the gap will never decrease. Sometimes it does not decrease but increases.

Li Antong had a smile on the corner of his mouth, a happy smile. The upturned curvature of the corners of his mouth is symmetrical to the curvature of the corners of his eyes. His face was flushed with the sunset, and his eyes were just reflecting the pegasus. In his left hand, he played with a delicate dagger, the dagger was seven inches long, and the handle was inlaid with a sapphire and a deerskin case, which was definitely a good dagger, and it was also absolutely sharp and absolutely precious. What happened to Han Zhongbang's gift to Li Antong.

Li Antong played with the dagger, but he was curious about one thing in his heart: Why is Li Muqi so lost today? As if he had lost a soul, there was no spirit in his whole body, and his steps were slowly moving almost by the inertia of leaning forward, but he didn't know what supported him not to fall. This kind of pace is only liked by drunk people, and drunk people can walk out of such peculiar steps. Could it be that he drank alcohol? But there was no smell of alcohol on his body, only a faint aroma of tea. Every time he drank tea, he was so happy, he felt like a child. What is the reason for today's anomaly?

Li Antong imagined boringly, that thought made his back cold, and quickly shook his head vigorously, feeling that it shouldn't be like this;

If Li Muqi knew what Li Antong was thinking at the moment, what kind of expression would he have and what kind of thoughts would he have?

Fortunately, Li Muqi didn't look back, and he didn't hear the sound of Li Antong about to struggle. He was thinking about something, but he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to say it, but he felt some helplessness from Han Shishao's words, her struggle, and her pain. When I think of her eyes, my heart will inexplicably tighten, and I will be a little afraid, and then somehow it will evolve into pain. As long as I think of Han Shishao's eyes, there will always be terrible images and the most stinging words in my heart.

Li Muqi's heart didn't want to think about the most feared side, but he always thought of the most terrible ending, and there was a voice somewhere in his heart telling his younger brother: What he thinks at the moment is the most real in the future, and it will definitely happen.

People are always like this, always like to think about the worst. I don't want that, but I always feel like it's going to be like that. Then I will slowly self-resolve, and I will settle down to what I think in my heart. Perhaps, deep down in people's hearts, there is a truth: imagination is always more terrible than reality.

Li Muqi has given up on the best ending at the moment, and has almost accepted the worst outcome in his heart. At the moment he was enjoying the worst of the outcome, almost immersed in it. If it weren't for the cacophony of human voices around him, he almost thought it would be hell for him right now.

In this way, it is still one after the other. It's just that today's pace is much slower, and Li Antong is very worried at the moment, if he continues like this. Will you fall asleep yourself? So he could only desperately play with the dagger in his hand, imagining why Li Muqi would react like this. Only in this way will Li Antong be awake and move his body.

Suddenly, there were a few angry shouts, and before the sound could be stopped, there were several more hurried footsteps. The voice echoed in the alley and violently reached Li Antong's ears.

The application on Li Antong's face changed suddenly, and his body instantly burst out with strong energy. His eyes burst into essence, like a wolf on the prairie - a wolf walking in the night.

Li Muqi also heard that voice at this moment, and suddenly his expression also changed, and he instantly threw those terrible thoughts into the unknown. Searching for the sound, he moved his body quickly.

A quiet alley was filled with all kinds of sounds: roars, yelling, panting, shoes rubbing against the ground, hitting walls...

When Li Muqi appeared in the alley, he saw six figures in the distance: a thin little body was moving forward with effort and desperateness. Xu is his body is too thin, and his legs don't know how long he has been running like this, his body has begun to sway from side to side irregularly, and the replacement of his feet has no rhythm. The fat on the fat man's waist trembled up and down with his movements, waving wave after wave of flesh; the fat clothes rose and fell with the waves of flesh, and the fine beads of sweat strung together into several lines of sweat wet his back, I don't know if he was running, or dragging the fat on his body to move quickly, only to hear his wheezing sound getting thicker and thicker, and the angry shouts in his mouth getting louder and louder, "Little Wang Ba Lamb, running really fast." Grandma, let me catch you bastard, I have to pick your skin. His grandmother's, exhausted. That voice really sounded like an animal's howl, and it was also this kind of howl that Li Muqi heard just now, which made people very uncomfortable. "You three don't hurry up, grandma's is such a piece of shit. "His grandma's, the three of you are running so fast, do you want to tire Lao Tzu to death? Grandma's" Finally, the howls stopped sounding, Li Muqi's frowning brows slowly relaxed, and he looked coldly at the three strong men who were not very strong, the muscles in his legs were very developed, and the muscles on his back were clearly visible through his clothes. But they're also moving a little too slowly. With their bodies, the kid couldn't have escaped that far.

Li Muqi suddenly understood: they didn't intend to catch the child at all, they were just enjoying the process of the chase and the child's powerless struggle. Thinking of this, Li Muqi's chest suddenly erupted with anger, and his pace sped up a lot. I saw that his toes were on the ground, his palms did not touch the ground, and with that force, his body jumped forward. The speed was surprisingly fast, and there was not the slightest sound.

The child's complexion instantly turned dead gray, the strength in his body disappeared in an instant, and his body went limp, and he fell diagonally against the wall. There was only a faint muffled sound, and he had fallen, on the corner. His hands hung down weakly, his legs opened weakly, the muscles on his legs trembled uncontrollably, his face turned pale, he exhaled thick air, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the four people who were constantly approaching him, but there was no trace of fear.

In front of the child was a mud-stained wall with a few small holes in it that shone faintly. The corners of the wall were full of weeds and filth, his feet had overwhelmed the filth, and the pungent stench was already around him.

"Hmph, hum..." The fat man's disgusting sneer stung Li Muqi's ears, and the flesh on his body also fluctuated with the sound, looking at the child and sneering, "Keep running." His grandmother's, run again. Then there was another shouting of yelling. As he was scolding, he lifted his fat foot and stomped the child's chest.

Seeing the fat man lift his fat foot, Li Muqi's heart tightened. Move faster.

But Li Muqi was still late, still a step late. The fat foot had already stepped the child's chest. Just listening to a "card rub", the child's face instantly turned blue, a large bead of sweat rolled down his forehead in an instant, a stream of blood oozed from his purple lips, his face was distorted, his hands and feet trembled uncontrollably, he trembled himself, his nose made a heavier wheezing sound than a louder, and he made a muffled sound that he could endure himself...

A few tears still couldn't help but roll down the corners of his eyes, down his cheeks, and one drop after another fell rapidly on his hands, sticking the dust on the ground together. There was no anger or fear in the eyes; Pitiful, he is not pitiful for himself, but for the few people in front of him. He didn't want to shed tears either, just a few tears that he couldn't control.

Suddenly, he took a long breath of cold air, forcibly pressed the tears that were still to be shed and the pain on his body in his heart, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he tilted his head slightly, looking at the few people in front of him, especially the fat man with bared teeth and a meaty face: the muscles on his face were throbbing, his nose was panting, and his chest was rising and falling. Obviously, that kick used enough strength in his body. Looking at the appearance of the fat man, the corners of the child's mouth gradually showed a disdainful smile.

Seeing this smile, the fat man's face instantly turned purple with anger, shaking the fat on his face and howling, "Little bastard, the skin is quite thick." His grandmother's, I'm going to beat you to death today..."

The fat foot lifted up with his voice and kicked towards his chest.

If that kid suffers this kick again, I'm afraid that his little life will be directly damaged here...

The fat foot didn't kick the kid in the chest, he didn't step on it at all. At the moment when the fat man raised his foot, an angry shout sounded behind him, and the sound of the wind. "Stop. ”

Hearing this angry shout, the fat man's feet stopped in mid-air, only two fists away from the ribs in his chest. At the moment when the fat man stopped, his person fell backwards inexplicably, if it weren't for the three people behind him to support him in time, I was afraid that his fat body had fallen heavily on the cracked stone slab, it would have been an extremely beautiful sound, but I didn't hear it.

Li Muqi couldn't help but have some regrets in his heart, and looked coldly at the three people who slowly lifted the fat man.