Zhuo Fan gritted his teeth and insisted, his teeth were so cold that his teeth rang out, and every time he had the idea of retreating, he bit his lip hard and told himself - you have the current downfall, all thanks to Midsummer, don't let Midsummer come back, and swear not to be a man

Finally, at ten o'clock at five, a familiar figure appeared at the entrance of the community - wearing sportswear and sneakers, and a ponytail in the back dressed like a little girl, who else could it be in the middle of summer? Despite the distance, even though it was still early and hazy, Zhuo Fan still recognized the appearance of midsummer at a glance.

He is too familiar with Midsummer, he grew up together since childhood, brothers and sisters for more than ten years, although there is no blood relationship, but there is also family affection, but he didn't expect that the former family is now not only the same stranger, but also has to meet each other.

Zhuo Fan came out of the holly, wrapped the green coat on his body tightly, hid a bulging thing on his body, and quietly followed behind Midsummer.

Midsummer didn't realize that there was someone behind her, and as usual, this morning, she got up at half past four on time to prepare for the morning exercise. Unexpectedly, when she washed her face, she accidentally scratched her face with her fingernails, although the force was not great, but a blood mark was faintly visible on her face, oozing a drop of blood the size of a needle, which made her quite annoyed.

Suddenly remembered the reminder that Shi De had said that she had an accident of blood and light a few days ago, and Midsummer smiled with relief, Master Shi was really accurate, it was really a disaster of blood and light, but Master Shi was too fussful, and a little big thing was also called an accident? If this is also called the Bloody Plague, then the small injuries that break the head and break the skin are all the Bloody Plague?

However, it was precisely because of the scratch on his face by his fingernails that he was delayed by a few minutes longer than usual in the middle of summer. It was precisely because she was a few minutes late that she was in a panic that she forgot to bring her mobile phone, and it was precisely because she forgot to bring her mobile phone that she had trouble later......

After heading out, Midsummer follows the path of the daily morning run all the way to the east, first jogging slowly, warming up, and waiting a few minutes before brisk walking. Because it was winter, it was late in the morning, and now it was hazy, there were few pedestrians on the streets, and the whole city was still in silence and did not wake up.

After running for a while, when Midsummer was about to speed up her pace, she suddenly felt that something was wrong, and it seemed that a dangerous aura was quietly approaching her - everyone has a sixth sense, but some people are sensitive and some are dull - she was startled in her heart, and subconsciously looked back, there was no one behind her, she let out a sigh, it was probably her own hallucination, it was she who scared herself. It's all to blame, not to mention that she has had any accidents recently, which makes her suspicious, as the saying goes, suspicion gives birth to dark ghosts, if a person is open in his heart, he will not be afraid of anything.

Shaking her head, Midsummer continued to run again, there was a bend in front of her, and the bend was exactly the middle point of her daily run, and after the bend was more than half the way. She walked briskly, humming a little song to the corner, and turned gently as usual, and if nothing happened to her, she would make a three-degree turn as usual and turn into another street.

At the moment when her body just missed the corner, Midsummer suddenly felt her scalp tingle and her back was cold, as if a huge shadow fell from the sky and completely enveloped her, and before she could react to what was happening, what appeared in front of her was not the familiar street that she saw every day, but a black figure.

A figure in a dirty, old green military coat.

"Oops" Midsummer only had time to exclaim, because the incident was too sudden, his footsteps couldn't be stopped, and he threw himself into the arms of the military coat.

It's okay if she just threw herself into the arms of the military coat, but Midsummer only felt that it was dark in front of her, completely blocked by the figure in front of her, and she couldn't see the appearance of the person who came, and a stench of it rushed straight into her nose, almost fainting her.

The first thought that flashed through Midsummer's mind was, who stood around the corner so unexpectedly and directly made her pounce? The second thought is will you meet the bad guys? The third thought is that the other party must be a beggar, and the smell is too unbearable......

No, what doesn't seem right? Midsummer's fourth thought was, why is the other party's breath so familiar, it seems to be a very familiar stranger, saying that it is familiar, it should be that there have been countless contacts before. It's said that it's strange, and I haven't been in touch for a long time...... Who is he?

Just thinking about it, Sheng Xia felt that her arm was grabbed by a pair of big hands, the other party's strength was very strong, and it hurt her to scratch her, she was screaming, but she was twisted by the other party's backhand and couldn't move.

Midsummer panicked and exclaimed, "Who are you?" What do you want? ”

"Who am I? I'm your nightmare. The other party said coldly, smiling coldly, "What do I want?" I'm going to kill you."

Because the place where she was located was a remote alley, and it was early in the morning, there was no one around, Midsummer was scared, if it was someone else, maybe she wouldn't be frightened, but as soon as the other party opened her mouth, she heard who the other party was, because she was too familiar with the other party's voice, although the other party deliberately lowered her voice, she still heard it at once.

"Zhuo Fan?" Midsummer's voice trembled, "Why are you?" ”

"Why can't it be me?" Zhuo Fan's eyes showed a fierce light, and he took out a watermelon knife more than a foot long from his body, and the blade flashed with a thrilling cold light under the light of the hazy street lamp, "You and Quan You have broken the Zhuo family, and I am not a ghost or a ghost, I will not kill you with one sword, it is difficult to solve the hatred in my heart." ”

If the other party was not Zhuo Fan, but an ordinary robber, she would not only shout, but maybe punch and kick the other party, but it was precisely because the other party was Zhuo Fan that she was too shocked and at a loss for a while, and a strong thought suddenly flashed in her mind - could it be that Master Shi Deshi's calculation of her blood disaster should be on Zhuo Fan?

"Zhuo Fan, Zhuo's collapse is self-inflicted, what does it have to do with me? If Zhuo's had not broken the law and illegally raised funds, it would not have ended up today. Sheng Xia also wanted to persuade Zhuo Fan to let go, "Your best way out now is to turn yourself in, and maybe you can also fight for leniency." If you insist on going your own way, or if you hurt me, you really have no way out. ”

"No way out? I've long been cornered. Zhuo Fan sneered, there were indescribable vicissitudes and sadness in his laughter, he snorted coldly, and with a wave of the long knife in his hand, he slashed towards Midsummer, "Kill you, even if I die, it's worth it." ”

Midsummer screamed, subconsciously flashed to the side, dodging the fatal place on his chest, but did not dodge his arm, and the bright watermelon knife slashed at Midsummer's right arm.

"Ahh

Midsummer screamed in pain, and then she pushed Zhuo Fan away, panicked, turned around and ran, because she was in a panic, she actually hit a tree on the side of the road

Seeing this, Zhuo Fan laughed, waved the watermelon knife in his hand, and slashed at Midsummer's head again, wanting to kill Midsummer with one knife to relieve the knife in his heart.

Coincidentally, although Midsummer hit her head on a tree, she was a blessing in disguise, because she used too much force, she hit the tree on the shoulder, and was bounced back by the tree, and at the same time her feet slipped and fell to the ground.

At the moment when Midsummer fell, Zhuo Fan's knife arrived, but it did not go down to Midsummer, but slashed on the tree, and the blade was three points into the wood, which shows the great force and ruthlessness.

The knife was stuck in the crack of the tree and couldn't be pulled out, Zhuo Fan was in a hurry, held the handle of the knife with both hands, and pulled it out hard - the knife was pulled out, but he couldn't hold back, and he leaned back behind him, and fell on his back with his back facing the sky.

It's okay to fall, but coincidentally, it happened to fall on Midsummer's body. It was nothing to fall on Midsummer's body, what made Zhuo Fan extremely depressed was that his head was right on Midsummer's feet. Fortunately, it is a sneaker to wear in midsummer, not high heels, otherwise Zhuo Fan's head may be poked into a hole by the high heel of the thin high heels.

But what Zhuo Fan didn't expect was that Midsummer was even more witty than he imagined, as soon as his head landed on her feet, she unceremoniously kicked him in the head, this kick was hard enough, and the kick made him look like gold stars, and he almost didn't pass out.

Stinky, dare to kick me when you're dying? Zhuo Fan was furious, turned over and jumped up from the ground, and raised the big knife again to slash at Midsummer. Although Midsummer kicked him, his reaction was still a little slower than him, and he still sat on the ground and didn't get up.

"Hehe" Zhuo Fan saw that Midsummer's eyes widened in horror, but he couldn't move for half a minute, like a lamb to the slaughter, he gained great psychological satisfaction, and was about to raise the knife in his hand to ask for Midsummer's life, when suddenly the afterglow of his eyes found that an object flew out of thin air from the side, the speed of the object was extremely fast, and he wanted to hide but couldn't dodge, and with a "snap" sound, he hit the right cheek.

"Oops" was hit by something I don't know, Zhuo Fan felt that his cheeks were hot and painful, and as soon as his hand was released, the watermelon knife in his hand could no longer hold it, and it fell to the ground with a bang, "Who the fuck hit me?" ”

"I'm fucking hitting you" An old voice responded to Zhuo Fan with a full breath, and as soon as the words fell, what hit Zhuo Fan's right cheek flew back again, and with a "snap", it hit Zhuo Fan's left cheek again

Zhuo Fan was slapped twice by the left and right bows, and he was immediately angry, and he didn't care about thinking that he was a murderer now, so he bent down and picked up the watermelon knife, and slashed at the comer.

The person who came was wearing a yellow vest, aged 6 years old, with a face of vicissitudes, his face was as black as ink, and he had a broom in his hand - it was the weapon that swept Zhuo Fan's cheeks just now, and there were two white fluorescent characters on his chest - sanitation.

That's right, the person who came was a sanitation worker.