Zeng Yifan didn't even have the idea of escaping, even if his motor nerves were good, but if he had to race against a tiger, he was afraid that Liu Xiang would not be sure. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Since he is not Liu Xiang, running is even more useless, except to stand in place and wait for the further development of the situation, he has almost no other choice.

At this moment, Zeng Yifan suddenly remembered the text message just now.

People's reactions at critical moments are often very fast, Zeng Yifan's thoughts are just a move, and his feet have already straddled to the left.

One step to the left, the tiger's eyes became more fierce;

Taking a step back, the tiger began to approach forward;

Zeng Yifan was about to roll backwards, when the tiger suddenly became short, and it was obviously about to pounce. This was in a hurry, and his body leaned back directly.

I only felt that my feet were empty, and the whole person fell like a cloud, and immediately realized the difficult action of "360-degree backflip".

"Bang", the moment he landed, Zeng Yifan felt that his back hit a hard thing, his eyes went dark, and he fainted......

The next morning, Dingxin decorated.

"Your kid is lucky enough, the dirt slope outside the farmer's market collapsed, and even the passing bus was smashed over, but your kid fell into the pit on the side of the road so coincidentally, and he hasn't been buried alive." Yan Heng said with a mouth of spittle.

Zeng Yifan didn't answer, not only because he was wearing bandages on his head at the moment, plasters everywhere, and it hurt when he moved, but also because he didn't know what to say. Because that's not the case at all.

"If I tell Yan Heng about that tiger, it will probably scare him." Zeng Yifan thought, "However, even on the outskirts of the city, there shouldn't be tigers, and what about the pit and the collapse of the hillside?" The timing and accuracy of that text message were unbelievable. In fact, what the previous text messages said was accurate......"

Could it be that an ability is possessed?!

Although Zeng Yifan doesn't read novels very much, he also knows that there is a system attached to it at every turn, and then there are abilities and the like. Did this unbelievable thing happen to you?

But what is this ability? Can you make yourself Superman?

The most important thing is that Zeng Yifan still knows nothing about his past and even his current situation.

But what's even more weird is that the number that always sends inexplicable and wonderful text messages to himself and has been turned off is actually registered in his own name. Or rather, it is registered in the name of a person named "*Yifan". Thanks to the almighty Alipay, as long as you try to transfer money, you can see the name.

Why do you send yourself these strange text messages? Who the hell are you? What's the secret? What has happened before? What will happen later? Zeng Yifan felt that one head and two were big.

He has amnesia! Really amnesia!

Because of his injury, Zeng Yifan was allowed to go home early to rest.

The bus to go home was quite noisy, but there was a clear mobile phone text message ringtone in my ears: "Get off, eat noodles, and sit outside the door." ”

Zeng Yifan then remembered that he hadn't even eaten dinner yesterday, and when he thought of this, his stomach suddenly became hungry as if he had woken up.

The car stopped, and the interesting thing is that this station is exactly the station where Zeng Yifan should get off.

I don't know how I came to the noodle restaurant, Zeng Yifan's mind was full of the content of the text message just now.

Compared with the previous tiger, the content of this text message is much more plain, what does it mean?

Obviously, it was not the first time Zeng Yifan had come to this noodle restaurant to eat noodles, because the noodle restaurant guy saw Zeng Yifan's appearance and asked a few words with concern. Zeng Yifan replied vaguely that it was broken, then asked for a bowl of noodles and sat directly on the seat outside the noodle restaurant.

There are still many places in the noodle restaurant, so many people are curious to look at Zeng Yifan who is eating noodles alone outside the door, and he doesn't care about that strange look, because he himself thinks it's strange.

The man looked at the soup in the pot and turned on the blower fan by the stove.

With a "pop", the blower fan suddenly burst out with an electric spark, only to see the blades inside make a piercing bumping sound, spinning wildly at high speed, and the blower fan, which had no safety net cover, instantly became the biggest threat to the entire noodle restaurant.

The guy was completely stupid, and the guy on the side of the ramen hurried to pull the power cord, but it was still a step too late.

"Boom!" I saw the blades fly out and knock over the soup pot, and the hot soup splashed on the people around them, and the skin and flesh suddenly opened.

The blade was touched by the soup pot, turned around, and cut sideways, and almost everyone immediately bowed down.

There is only one exception, Zeng Yifan.

And the blades flew at him, and the momentum could have cut him in half.

Poof, blood flowed all over Zeng Yifan, and the rest continued to splash around, he looked at everything in front of him in disbelief, and slowly leaned towards the table.

In front of him stood a young man with a blade cut diagonally from his collarbone into his chest, and a bag of freshly bought rice on his shoulder.

The mobile phone text message ringtone rang again, and Zeng Yifan hurriedly opened it like crazy, with only two words on it: "Bow your head"

Submit?

Zeng Yifan was so choked by the smell of blood that he vomited directly, and there was an uproar in the noodle restaurant, screaming and fleeing into chaos.

What to do with your head down at this time? The blade is stuck in the rice-resistant guy, is it possible that it will fly out again?

If it were someone else, he would definitely hesitate, but Zeng Yifan didn't, he endured the sour water gushing up, and lay on the table, regardless of the blood and vomit that was all on it.

"Bang!" There was an explosion in the crowd of the noodle restaurant, which shocked Zeng Yifan's ears and numb.

It was then that he felt something fly overhead, and then there seemed to be a sudden silence around him.

Zeng Yifan lay on his stomach for a while, raised his head carefully, and the guy carrying the rice fell on the edge of the table bloodily, the scene was so exciting that his body was almost split into several pieces.

Zeng Yifan tilted his head and wanted to vomit again, but he happened to see the scene in the noodle restaurant, and he was stupid, and the acid water gushing down the corners of his mouth.

Compared to just now, the noodle shop is quite quiet, but it is not completely silent. If you listen carefully, you can hear a lot of humming and haha, which is usually called "moaning in pain".

The upper half of the blower fan without blades has long since disappeared, and judging from the rest of the part, it is the explosion that came from it. The ramen guy fell on the edge of the stove, his body pumping, and the arm that pulled the wire turned black to charcoal. The man leaned against the stove, with two huge blood holes in his chest, and a circle of people lying around him, more or less colorful on his body. Blood mixed with the noodle soup flowed on the floor, and the entire floor of the noodle restaurant was dyed a disgusting color.

Zeng Yifan was dumbfounded for a while, and suddenly Huo Di jumped up, rushed into the noodle shop desperately, and kicked off the plug on the wall.

The ramen guy's body stopped convulsing, and the mixture of noodle soup and blood slowly soaked through his arms and body......