Strange to say!

When Shen Yang talks about fighting, he can be regarded as a 'master' in the same grade, and even when facing the senior grades, he wins more and loses less.

But he had two fights with Meng Xing, and they all died to each other.

Although the first time was because of the lack of reaction and was successfully attacked by Meng Xing, the second time it was really lost to him.

can talk about fighting experience and strength, Shen Yang obviously surpassed the other party, but in the end, he still lost to the other party, as if Meng Xing was his nemesis, it was simply evil.

And this time......

In the last fight, Shen Yang not only lost face among his companions, but also suffered a slight concussion because he knocked his head and was hospitalized for several days.

This is also the reason why Meng Xing has not seen Shen Yang in the past few days.

When Shen Yang was hospitalized at that time, Shen Yang's father was holding a kitchen knife and was ready to settle accounts with the culprit.

It's just that after hearing what happened, he slapped Shen Yang twice on the spot and scolded him for being a waste, and the matter was over.

It's just that in Shen Yang's heart, it seems to have a thorn, a thorn that keeps him awake all night and sleeps.

And today, Shen Yang vowed to be ashamed.

The group came to the last appointment point again: the grain station, and this was the third time the two had fought.

Based on the first two victories, although Meng Xing was nervous, he did not have the trepidation of the first two times.

But just as Meng Xing was about to fight, Shen Yang suddenly took out a dagger from the waist of his clothes.

Looking at the bright knife, not to mention Meng Xing, even Shen Yang's companions were stunned one by one.

Although they have fought a lot, they rarely use weapons, let alone sharp weapons such as knives and daggers.

Even their hearts can't help but be furious, afraid of some accidents.

Shen Yang held the dagger tightly, staring at Meng Xing with his eyes, and there was only one thought in his mind, "I'm not a waste!" I'm not a waste ......."

"Not good!"

Meng Xing looked at the other party's appearance, his heart was pounding, and he was scared.

Also, in the face of such a battle, let alone a teenage ghost like Meng Xing, even if he is an adult, he will be scared stupid.

"You bastard......"

Looking at Meng Xing's appearance, Shen Yang couldn't help but have a cruel smile on his face.

In the past few days, Meng Xing has been entangled in his brain like a nightmare, and now looking at the other party's appearance, he suddenly felt blood rushing to his brain, "Now I know I'm afraid!?" It's late! ”

Shen Yang let out a low roar, holding the knife and stabbing towards Meng Xing.

For a while, even Shen Yang's companions, their faces changed drastically, and some people even turned their lips white with fright.

"Murdered!?"

Seeing Shen Yang holding the knife and stabbing straight at Meng Xing.

Meng Xing also had the courage to come out of nowhere, reached out and grabbed the dagger, and the figure was pushed back two steps by the other party, but he still held the knife in his hand.

The blade cut open Meng Xing's palm, and the blood dripped down the knife to the ground, and the pain on the palm made Meng Xing's face flush.

After seeing the blood, Shen Yang suddenly seemed to be doused with cold water, and a cold sweat broke out on his back, and his figure froze directly in place.

Meng Xing snatched the knife from the other party's hand, grabbed his neck directly with one hand, his eyes were glowing red, and his voice seemed to come from his throat, revealing a hoarse and angry roar, "Do you want to die?" Do you want to die......

At this moment, Meng Xing only had an irrepressible impulse in his mind: that is, to kill him! Kill him! Kill him!

Because just now, the other party actually wanted to kill him......

If he hadn't blocked it, his knife might have been stuck in his stomach.

Thinking of this, Meng Xington felt a surge of anger in his heart.

But under this impulse triggered by extreme anger, there is only a bit of reason, and this murderous impulse is suppressed and balanced.

Shen Yang looked at Meng Xing's appearance, his face finally changed drastically, his face turned pale, and he couldn't help but tremble.

In the end, he's just a kid after all.

Meng Xing stared directly at Shen Yang, his face changed several times, and he couldn't wait to stab the knife into him immediately.

It's just that in the end, he still suppressed this impulse and pushed the other party hard, "Get out!" ”

Shen Yang was already frightened by Meng Xing, and when he heard Meng Xing's words, he didn't even care about his companions, turned around and ran.

Several other companions looked at Meng Xing, who was holding the blade and his hand was still bleeding, and they were also frightened and scattered.

After their figures disappeared, Meng Xing dared to pay attention to the palm of his hand, and saw that the palm and fingers were cut out with not shallow blood marks.

Meng Xing no longer lost his previous bravery, the dagger fell directly to the ground, and his face looked like he was about to cry in fright, "What should I do?" What to do? How to ......"

Meng Xing's head turned sharply, and a figure suddenly came to mind in his mind, stretched his hand into his pocket, and hurriedly walked to Liu Zhicheng's house.

Seeing that the door of his room was closed, Meng Xing couldn't care so much, and began to knock hard.

The door opened, Liu Zhicheng frowned and looked at Meng Xing, looking at his anxious appearance, the tip of his nose couldn't help twitching, and then let go of the figure, "Come in!" ”

Meng Xing walked into the room, couldn't hold back any longer, and took his hand out of his pocket.

Seeing Meng Xing's hands covered with blood, Liu Zhicheng's face also changed.

However, compared to Meng Xinglai, he was much calmer, took out the medical box slowly, first cleaned the wound, checked the depth of the wound, and then pressed his fingers on Meng Xing's body a few times.

Meng Xington felt the bleeding wound and immediately stopped.

Liu Zhicheng took out the gauze and bandaged it briefly, and then asked Meng Xing: "What happened?" ”

Meng Xing didn't hide it anymore, and told Liu Zhicheng about Shen Yang stabbing himself with a knife.

The other party actually used the knife, this is obviously not an ordinary fight, and if he hadn't had the wit to grab the knife stabbed by the other party, Meng Xing felt that his life might be lost in his hands.

Such a bad thing is no longer something that Meng Xing can handle.

After hearing Meng Xing's story, Liu Zhicheng glanced at Meng Xing as if he had re-acquainted himself, but soon Liu Zhicheng squinted his eyes, "I dare to use a knife at a young age, I really don't know whether to live or die!" Walk! ”

Liu Zhicheng greeted Meng Xing and led him to a three-story house with tiles on the outside and a very good decoration.

"Brother Liu, why do you have time to come to me?"

A middle-aged man who looked to be around forty years old and had a somewhat thin figure walked out, looking at Liu Zhicheng's face, he couldn't help but smile a little flatteringly.

"I heard that you taught a good son, at a young age, he dared to use a knife when he fought with others."

When the middle-aged man heard this, his face suddenly changed, "What's the matter?" ”

Liu Zhicheng sneered, and then pointed at Meng Xing beside him, "You ask him, right?" ”

The middle-aged man looked at Meng Xing and looked at him, "What happened?" ”