Joe was furious.

Especially when he saw Lin Ze's strange expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. A strong uneasiness swelled in his heart.

didn't give Lin Ze much time to adjust, Qiao Ba's left hand turned into a tiger claw, and the protruding index point of his right hand attacked Lin Ze.

Bang!

Tear!

A grasp and a finger hit Lin Ze's chest, which was already bleeding a river, and Qiao Ba was fierce, as if he wanted to cripple Lin Ze with one blow.

"Hmm-"

Lin Ze just stood in place, letting Qiao Ba's thunderous attack hit, he didn't move from the eight winds, steady as Mount Tai.

Qiao Ba Li Dao all hit Lin Ze's body, and the corner of his mouth involuntarily overflowed with a trace of blood. His eyes became brighter and brighter, and he glanced down at his chest, Xun even raised his head, grinned, revealing eight white teeth, and said, "Eighth Master, you have this little strength?" ”

Bang!

Qiao Ba hit Lin Ze in the chest with one finger again.

However, Lin Ze stood still in place, as if Qiao Ba's swift power was just a child's play to him.

Tear!

Qiao Ba grabbed it again, but his terrifying attack didn't seem to have any effect on Lin Ze at all.

Lin Ze just stood like this, letting him attack like crazy. There was no sign of rebellion.

Qiao Ba finally exhausted his strength, retracted his slightly numb arm, and was about to adjust a little, when Lin Ze grinned and said, "Eighth Master, tired of fighting?" ”

Qiao Ba's expression changed, and he was about to retreat, but Lin Ze suddenly made a move and grabbed his raised arm.

Sou!

Leaned forward and slammed into Qiao Ba's left chest.

With a click, just one blow, Qiao Ba felt as if his chest was bursting, and a heart-rending pain swept through his body.

Bang!

As soon as he hit it, Lin Ze clenched his right hand into a fist and smashed it towards Qiao Baxinwo.

One punch.

Two punches.

Three punches - bang!

After three punches, Lin Ze kicked a volley side kick with a hideous face, and flew Qiao Ba straight out!

Thump!

Qiao Ba's entire body was like a kite with a broken string, and he actually flew more than five meters and fell under the upper chair.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, soaking his spotless white tunic into a bright red, which was particularly shocking.

"Hmm-"

Qiao Ba's gentle face finally changed color. Became languishing, emaciated, confused, and incomprehensible.

He struggled to get up, gulping out of blood on the floor, but his face was full of disbelief, and there was a feeling that he couldn't figure it out.

"Impossible-" Qiao Ba stumbled to his feet, but his muscles and bones were almost scattered, and he was beaten by Lin Ze's violent attack without any support points. Qiao Bafu got up together, and then fell down again. When I got up again, I still fell without accident.

He can't get up!

Qiao Ba, who dominates the underground world of Huaxin City, has practiced martial arts since childhood, and is full of resilience, will one day be beaten into a dog, and he won't even have the strength to stand up!

After Qiao Ba was sure that he couldn't get up, he turned around with difficulty, grabbed the arm of the chair with his bloody palm, and then pulled up with all his milking strength, pulling the loose body up, and sat on the chair with a weak body and gasped.

Lin Ze calmly stared at Qiao Ba, who climbed onto the chair and sat down like a dog, and walked up with difficulty. But instead of moving in Qiao Ba's direction, he sat on a chair next to him.

Smack.

Lin Ze sat down, his face full of exhaustion. Those dark eyes were also quite cloudy.

Smack.

Lit a cigarette, threw his trembling palms into his mouth, and took a deep breath.

"Am I defeated?" Qiao Ba, who was sitting in a chair, opened his mouth and said. As soon as the words came out, a mouthful of blackened blood quickly emerged from the corner of his mouth.

"What do you say?" Lin Ze took a deep puff of his cigarette and asked weakly.

"I have the whole plan." Qiao Ba said. "Even if I die, my plan will still be carried out."

"What role can a group of wolf cubs without the wolf king play?" Lin Ze stretched out three fingers. "In less than three days, your power will completely collapse."

"Do you have this confidence?" Qiao Ba frowned and asked. With his right hand, he took out a white handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"I don't need to do it." Lin Ze shook his head and said. "Without your operation and control, I can fan the yin wind casually, and those people below you will definitely not be able to sit still. Then the police came forward to suppress it, plus the knife club operated secretly. Do you think your forces will hold out for three days? ”

Qiao Ba's brows furrowed even deeper, and he coughed violently for a while, until he dyed all the white silk handkerchiefs red, he stopped coughing, but a bewitching red tide appeared on his face.

"You seem to have forgotten something." Qiao Ba pressed the internal bleeding that kept gushing out of his chest, and gasped. "Miss Han is still in my hands."

"Are you sure?" Lin Ze asked rhetorically.

"With the two masters of the wolf and the white horse ke, who can save Miss Han?" Qiao Ba said confidently.

"I have a silver girl." Lin Ze was also full of confidence. "In front of her, no matter how terrible the enemy is, it is a paper tiger."

"I don't believe it." Qiao Ba shook his head.

"I received a text message half an hour ago. Well, it was sent by Miss Han. The text message told me she was fine. I'm preparing a dog meat hot pot waiting for me to go back for supper. Lin Ze took out the beaten mobile phone, but fortunately, he could still see the content of the text message.

Qiao Ba glanced at the content of the text message on his mobile phone, his expression suddenly darkened, and sighed: "I really failed? ”

"Defeated." Lin Ze let out a puff of smoke and said lightly.

"Why did you lose?" Qiao Ba said blankly. "In my life, I have never been defeated."

"Life is incomplete without failure." Brother Xiaolin said very forcefully. "You don't lose to others, you lose to yourself."

"Nonsense." Qiao Ba coldly spat out two words.

"If my guess is correct, it was Li Si who gave me the news to save Han Xiaoyi." Lin Ze said faintly.

"Is that him?" Qiao Ba frowned. "Why would he do that?"

"Maybe I guessed wrong." Lin Ze shook his head. "Maybe it's Chen Yiliang."

"He's already lame, why would he do this?" Qiao Ba's brows furrowed even deeper. The blood gushed out of his mouth even more.

"You still don't understand?" Lin Ze sat up straight and stared straight at Qiao Badao. "You're too selfish, too self-righteous, too cold-blooded, too ruthless, too conceited, too -"

"But these are not the main reasons for your failure, the reason why you locked up your defeat in the end is that you are too inhuman-" Lin Ze exhaled a turbid breath of air. "You refuse to let go of even the closest people, who will not chill and oppose you?"

"You seem to have some truth in what you say." Qiao Ba wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth and said suddenly. "Give me a cigarette."

Lin Ze didn't make a sound, and silently took out a cigarette and gave it to him. Seeing that Qiao Ba couldn't find the lighter, he threw the lighter over.

Smack.

Qiao Ba lit a cigarette and took a deep breath, his bottomless eyes revealed a touch of indifference, and said: "I, Qiao Ba, have exhausted all my calculations, and I can't imagine that I will be yin by my own people in the end." ”

"Have you been one of your own?" Lin Ze said. "They're by your side, not even a dog."

Qiao Ba paused, and then smiled contemptuously: "It seems to be." In my Joeba's dictionary, except for the valuable ones, the rest are dogs. ”

Lin Ze smoked silently, and seemed to have nothing to talk to Qiao Ba about. Just sat calmly and waited for Qiao Ba's death.

He knew that Qiao Ba was dead. The sternum pierced into the heart and caused a large amount of internal bleeding, and it is a miracle of miracles that he can still hold on to this day. Lin Ze's three punches, even if it were a robot, would collapse, let alone Qiao Ba, who was flesh and blood?

"Why don't you ask me?" Qiao Ba flicked the cigarette ash and said curiously.

"Ask what?" Lin Ze said.

"Why did I kidnap Han Xiaoyi, if it was just to provoke you, I had many ways. There is no need to provoke Han Xiaoyi. Qiao Ba said.

"What would you say when asked?" Lin Ze took a puff of his cigarette.

"No, it won't." Qiao Ba shook his head.

"That's it, since you won't say, why should I ask?"

"Ahem—ahem..." Qiao Ba coughed violently a few times, covered the corners of his mouth with the red handkerchief, his face twitched with pain, and after a long time, he sighed and said wistfully. Even though you are destined to be my lifelong enemy, I have to admit that chatting with you is one of the greatest pleasures of my life. ”

Lin Ze flicked the cigarette ash and didn't make a sound.

"Lin Ze, can you promise me two things?" Qiao Ba suddenly changed his words and asked very lowly.

"Is there something wrong with you?" Lin Ze frowned. "You have killed countless of my brothers, and you have a blood feud with me, and you want me to help you now?"

"Brother Xiaolin is unmatched, will he refuse the request of a dying person?" Qiao Ba asked rhetorically.

"As long as it's not a traitor, I'll try to promise you." Lin Ze took a puff of his cigarette and said.

"Whether you believe it or not, I have always regarded Chen Yiliang as my son-son." Qiao Ba said. "Maybe I don't have a fatherly heart, but in my hurried life, at least for a moment, I am willing to do anything for him, even if it destroys my country."

"Help him, let him be a man again, don't be a dog again." Qiao Ba muttered. "Okay?"

Lin Ze nodded and asked, "What about the second thing?" ”

"Promise me-" Qiao Ba's breath was extremely weak, his face was pale, his eyes were gloomy, and his breath was like a gossamer. "I will be my opponent in the next life..."

Joe Ba is dead.

He lay peacefully in his chair. It seems that there are no regrets left in this life.

His empire could collapse overnight. He has been beautiful all his life, but he ended up with a bad end.

He had no children under his knees, he didn't bring anything with him when he came, and he left empty-handed.

Before he died, he seemed to have figured out something, but he still seemed to be so persistent, and even the words before he died also carried a trace of unwillingness to fail.

But one way or another, he was gone. With the heavy snow in the depths of winter, I walked peacefully.

The cold wind howled and the snow drifted in, casting a layer of desolation over the empty and cold hall.

Lin Ze extinguished the cigarette, slowly got up with the armrest, his eyes fell on Qiao Ba's stiff face, and said lightly: "You are not a person, but you are a hero." A hero who rose as a grassroots person. ”

~~PS: After writing this chapter, I actually think that the eighth master is not as hateful as I imagined. What do you think?