How fast the news in the circle spread, Young Master Han went to drink a little wine to distract himself, and the news came out on the back foot that he borrowed wine to kill his sorrows for some reason.

Qiao Yi quickly blocked the door.

Han Fang was also unlucky, he didn't drink a few sips of wine and called his Lao Tzu to ask him to go home for dinner, he had no doubt that he dared to be a little late, and his Lao Tzu would personally kill him.

So he stepped out of the bar door with a lifeless expression, and just met Qiao Yi, who had killed.

It is said that after Qiao Yi was carried back, he left an indescribable scar on his abdomen, and he looked very ugly, which shows how ruthless Han put down his hand.

Qiao Shang was a little disgusted that his son was either this or that problem in three days, and asked him how the injury came about, Qiao Yi bit him to death because he accidentally bumped into something broken and injured him, which provoked Qiao Shang to leave a sentence directly: "You just die, you." ”

With a sense of not wanting to care, Qiao Yi, a little expert in death, sneered disdainfully, making him feel like he had taken care of him.

Qiao Yi suspected that even if he poked a hole in the sky, Qiao Shang would still let him poke as much as he liked.

So Qiao Yi didn't understand the meaning of Qiao Shang making him out at all.

Born is to be seen or played.

The mystery of this life.

During the days of recuperation, Qiao Yi didn't know what the demon was, the one he thought about the most was Han Fang, and he didn't bother to hate and kill his illegitimate brother anymore, the other party could jump as much as he liked, and he didn't have the heart to toss at the moment.

To say that the most hated thing is to make wedding clothes for others.

He worked hard to take the medicine and was beaten, but he finally picked the sweet fruit, and he made a trip to bite the gold halfway, and beat him into a pile of glass slag, forget it, and ......

Thinking of Han Fang's possibility, Qiao Yi's whole person was not good, but this person didn't know where he came from, and he couldn't find this person, so that the fire in his stomach was nowhere to pour out in his heart.

Qiao Yi didn't expect that the truth of the facts was that the person wanted to be rejected by Han Fang and the result was fruitless.

Life is a big aunt with a pasty face, and the truth is blurred by the paste.

I heard that after Han Fang came back, he lived completely at home, looking like he was going to be isolated from the world, Qiao Yi had nowhere to arrest someone if he wanted to, and he didn't know what was going on in his heart, in short, he was scratching his heart and lungs and wanting to see that person, and he would itch if he couldn't see it.

As soon as I heard that Han Fang was here, I was not happy to come to the door with full horsepower.

Han Fang raised his eyes slightly, and saw that the enemy was really red, and he felt a little itchy inexplicably.

Qiao Yi provoked a smile and said half-truthfully: "Young Master Han, don't come to harm." ”

It's a bit ironic.

Qiao Yi's eyes circled around Han Fang's collar a few times inexplicably, and when he thought of what kind of traces would be inside, he couldn't help but feel impetuous.

Han raised his eyes, "Get out of the way." ”

Qiao Yi's smile was just a moment, and Han Fang sneered: "Why didn't your father call you home for dinner?" I don't know if I'm going to let you out at this time. ”

Qiao Yi's face did not change, his fingers tightened without a trace, and he chuckled lightly: "I just want to ask, on Young Master Han's birthday, you had a good time." ”

Han Fang's face instantly became gloomy, "You have nothing to do?" ”

"How can you." Qiao Yi still pretended to be like that, but he didn't know why he was a little vaguely impetuous, especially when he saw Han Fang's undisguised disgust, he felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Otherwise, how to say that people are cheap, he calculated in front of others, and then looked at people to give him a good face.

Where is there such a beautiful good thing.

Qiao Yi hoped that Han Fang would give him a smile in his lifetime, which was a whimsical thing, but he couldn't bear to be ignored by this person like this, and the dullness that welled up in his heart would drown him.

Qiao Yi casually patted his cuffs, his face was still the unintentional chuckle, but his eyes were staring at Han Fang for a moment, as if even he didn't know why the feelings in his chest were inexplicably welling up, he said slowly: "I just want to remind you that the little master hasn't forgotten the game we made an appointment before." ”

He clutched that little bit of unwillingness, unwilling to be left out of Han Fang's vision, as if he wanted to regain his sense of existence.

Provoke a seemingly pleasant arc, "The winning side can ask the losing side to do anything." ”

"Does the little master dare to respond?"

Han Fang stared at him for a while, and said slowly: "Qiao Yi, if you don't do it, you won't die." ”

The hand in his pocket knocked off the phone that kept ringing urging him to go home.

The person in front of him looked calm and his eyes were cold, "You are looking for death, and I will accompany you." ”

The sky was already dark, the lights outside the bar would flicker more or less outside, his face was in the flickering lights, still the same, his eyes were cold to the bone, and the smile on the corners of his lips was also climbing a little spread of cool silk, looking at his eyes without too much emotion, as if he was looking at an unworthy ant, still flamboyant wanton, but those were all restrained in carelessness.

Qiao Yi's heart trembled slightly in the pupils that coldly reflected his figure, and suddenly a thought came to him, as long as this person kept looking at him like this, it would be good to look at him, because at this time, it belonged to him Qiao Yi.

He gently pulled away a smile, even if it was annoying, it belonged to him.

Qiao Yi asked Han Fang to pick a familiar venue to race.

Han Fang listened to Qiao Yi's unhurried voice in his ears: "I have played all the large and small realms in the capital, and there is no one I am not familiar with, for the sake of fairness, let Young Master Han choose." ”

He raised a thin cold smile, feeling that the mobile phone that kept vibrating in his pocket was a little annoying, so he fumbled and pressed the shutdown button, raised his eyes to Qiao Yi and pulled the corner of his lower lip perfunctorily, reported the name of the place, left him and turned around and left.

Not again.

Qiao Yi looked at his back, and the uncomfortable feeling in his chest came up again, this feeling of being touched by others was too strange to Qiao Yi.

So he frowned and turned to drive with him.

Cars driving in different directions are heading for the same destination.

When Han Fang got into the car and was about to step on the accelerator, he suddenly felt that something had arrived, and he reached out and felt that it was before he could reach it.

The military knife given by Zhou Fu.

Under the light of the headlights, Han Fang lowered his head and looked at the sharp military knife in his hand uncertainly, stroked the line of English letters, and suddenly pulled a smile at the corner of his mouth and stretched out his hand to throw it away.

After slamming into the car door with a crisp sound, he didn't know where he rolled down, and Han Fang started the car without looking at it.

It seemed to be raining, and the rain was hitting the car windows in a fine and dense manner.

It just happened to be the weather that Han Fang hated, the person he hated.

Until the car was still raining, the cold slap on the face made people not notice the subtle pain, the first thing I felt was a little cold, and my fingertips were cold.

Qiao Yi had already arrived, standing there watching Han get out of the car, the rain wet the broken hair on his forehead, covering up the beautiful and flamboyant eyebrows.

Qiao Yi moved his fingers, and the people around him cautiously persuaded him to see the weather: "Qiao Shao, why don't we make an appointment with Han Shao, you look at the weather, the road is slippery on a rainy day, and it is easy to ......."

Qiao Yi looked at it unhurriedly, and the man shut his mouth in disdain, but he couldn't help but think in his heart that it would not be so easy to meet Han Fang next time.

Han Fang's eyes didn't bother to sweep over those who were playing on a table, but there was an extra familiarity, which made him stay a little unconsciously.

Whatever is familiar must have an enmity.

Han Fang remembered that the other party was playing with the Qiao family's faction and Qiao Yi's circle, but he just didn't remember what the other party's name was, so he simply ignored it and went straight to Qiao Yi, the theme center.

Qiao Yi looked at him staring at Jiang Mo for a while, and had doubts in his heart, and then saw that people were not interested in looking at him, and for the first time there was a sense of tension in his heart.

"Go around here and go back to the original point first to calculate who wins."

Qiao Yi didn't know if he listened or not, anyway, he nodded, Han Fang ignored his absent-mindedness when he saw him nodding, turned his head and drilled into the car.

Today is not specially preparing to come to the match, halfway to meet the temporary idea, not prepared as fully as before, Qiao Yi's situation is not much different from him, a few people watching the game are playing before, halfway through the game Qiao Yi received the news to arrest Han Fang when he left everyone behind, just received a call on the road to talk about it, so seven seven eight eight came up.

Unexpectedly, Han Fang's reputation was far and wide, and after just such a while, the people who saw the excitement had already gathered here.

Seeing Han Fang and Qiao Yi both entering the car together, their enthusiasm rose a little, and even on a rainy day, they couldn't extinguish their raging fire.

No matter which side loses, there's a good show to watch.

Han Fang didn't like it a little bit like to treat others as an earth-shattering drama sung, rolled down the car window, and glanced coldly at a person with an excited face, "Hey." ”

The man was coldly fed by Han Fang, and looked at him a little confused.

"Do you need me to take you around?"

The man was not so stupid that he didn't even look at him, and shook his head with a sneer.

"Then straighten your chest and stomach and raise your head, don't smile like a fool."

“……”

Qiao Yi also drifted past with Han Fang's gloomy glance, and the latter had already rolled the window of the car and was isolated from the world.

At the same time, they stepped on the accelerator together and raced past in almost no particular order.

There was a shout around them.

Those excessive shouts were mixed with the rain and were indistinct, the surrounding scenery quickly regressed in the afterglow, and some raindrops came in from the tightly closed car window, dripping from Han Fang's forehead to his chin mixed with sweat, and his back was faintly wet, and his brain was in a state of congestion at the moment, expanding to the best and faintly dizzy, because the speed was too fast, even the air he breathed into his mouth was a little sharp, making his throat dry and choked, like a rusty blunt knife.

At the beginning, Han Fang and Qiao Yi both stepped on the accelerator to accelerate to the fastest, and the routine was the same, just wanting to be ahead of the other party and press the other party at the beginning.

There was a stalemate for some distance, and the decisive turning point was at the intersection.

The corners are almost the difference between victory and defeat.

Han Fang has a relatively large terrain advantage, unlike Qiao Yi, who is difficult to exert on the inside, and at the moment, the corners of his mouth are slightly familiar with the force of the outside, probably most of the time by virtue of the opportunity of the road slippery on a rainy day, and glide over Qiao Yi in an incredible arc.

In just a few seconds, it was enough to take advantage of this opportunity to leave Qiao Yi behind and chase after him.

Experience is one thing.

Luck is one thing, too.

No matter how unwilling Qiao Yi is to give up, as long as he crosses the short few hundred meters in front, this game will be considered a win for Han.

Even if Qiao Yi was still chasing after him, he still seemed to be faintly on par with him, but he could see that Han Fang was still slightly ahead of him.

Han Fang thought about it for a while, because it was more compatible with racing cars on rainy days.

Seeing that he was approaching the end, Qiao Yi's car suddenly turned in the direction of Han Fang and crashed into him.

The crowd was in an uproar.

This can also be regarded as a means, assuming that Han Fang dodges, Qiao Yi can take advantage of the moment he dodges to overtake and move forward, counting him as a win.

However, unexpectedly.

Han Fang didn't dodge.

didn't dodge it, just drove the car to follow Qiao Yi and crashed into it, it was like fighting to the death.

At that moment, everyone's faces were shocked.

The two cars collided, and sparks flew around.

Finished.

Han Fang speaks, and he never counts.

- You look for death, I will accompany you.

Qiao Yi's eyes widened, the person's brows were slightly frowning carelessly at this time, and his eyes were as cold as the rain falling from the car window.

In fact, that moment was very fast, and it was also a very long time for Qiao Yi to remember for a lifetime.

His smile was wanton and cruel, as if no one could ever make him bow his head.

I want to win you.

I'm going to win you.

Qiao Yi's lips trembled slightly, and his consciousness began to blur.

The winning side can ask the losing side to do anything.

I want you, like me.

Blood slowly slid down Han Fang's forehead, and the last scene he saw when he gasped and closed his eyes was a flash of fire that suddenly bloomed in the night sky, trembling and swaying in front of his eyes, and he raised a vague smile, proud and proud.

Who can make him bow his head.

No one can make him bow his head.

The moment he lost consciousness, Han Fang vaguely thought of a problem, driving without wearing a seat belt.

…… To end.