Bang!

The knife broke through the limits of its speed and slashed heavily at Ba Song's skull, the skull and metacarpal bones cracking at the same time overlapping.

The split slash also ended in an instant, everyone only saw a flower in their eyes, and Ba Song, who was still rushing out with the momentum of thunder, suddenly changed direction, flew past Zhou Li's body, fell to the ground, and rolled in pain.

As if pressed to the ground by an invisible force, Ba Song struggled desperately, let out a hoarse roar in his throat, and tried his best to get back up, but each time he lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Until the end, a painful wail came out of his throat, and he finally stood up against the wall, showing a crazy smile to Zhou Li not far away:

"Again, come on! Can I still ...... Beat! ”

Ba Song's throat made a strange sound, but the blood was flowing from his mouth and nose, and he couldn't stop it.

Staggered towards Zhou Li, who was standing still in the distance, he raised his fist with a cruel smile, but suddenly lost all his strength in the process of advancing, and fell to the ground with his eyes rolling, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Opposite him, Zhou Li looked at Ba Song on the ground with a serious face, and suddenly thought of the lines from an old cartoon a long time ago.

In that film, the muscular protagonist with seven strange scars on his chest, after a scream of 'ah-da-da~', often says to the dazed enemy with a serious face:

"You're dead!"

And then the enemy really died.

Although reality is not a comic, and Zhou Li will not be a 'Beidou God Fist', at least it must conform to the rules of physics and physiology.

The skull was split by the 'meteor', and the majestic force rushed into the skull, directly shaking half of the brain into tofu flowers, and you can continue to fight like this...... Rub, then even if I lose!

Still, you can't keep fighting.

Zhou Li lowered his head indifferently, looked at Ba Song at his feet, tried his best to hide the painful twitch between his eyebrows, raised his head and looked at the fair referee casually:

"Like, I won, right?"

The audience was silent, everyone's eyes wandered between Zhou Li and Ba Song on the ground, and after a long time, a man who was staying outside the field finally came to his senses, entered the field with a medical kit on his back, and carefully squatted down in front of Ba Song.

He took out the stethoscope and stuffed it back, then directly pressed his palm on Ba Song's neck, and after a long silence, he looked up at Li Yefeng outside the court, and his voice was a little incredulous:

"Big brother, dead."

After being startled, suddenly encountering this bizarre situation, Li Yefeng was also a little unable to come back to his senses, and tried to hold back a gloating smile, he looked at the notary with a serious face:

"That's Zhou Li won?"

The white-bearded old man couldn't help but want to roll his eyes: Isn't this nonsense? That thing is dead, and you still want him to get up and continue to fight, do you think he looks like he has a 'cross of rebirth'?

However, how to complain in his stomach, the demeanor of his predecessors still has to be stabilized, so he coughed twice, raised his voice slightly, and solemnly announced: "Winner, Zhou Li." ”

It's not at all like the cry of life and death in the ring like decades ago, and everyone hasn't reacted yet: Wasn't Ba Song quite powerful just now?

Why did you die?!

"yes, I was fine just now, why did I die?"

Zhou Li muttered with a puzzled expression, looking at Li Zijin who was questioning in front of him with a pure and innocent expression, which made Li Zijin stomp on his instep with some anger.

Zhou Li smiled honestly, and intentionally or unintentionally moved his somewhat distorted palm behind him to prevent others from seeing his damage.

Now the strength of the body really can't support such a domineering trick, just one slash, Zhou Li's metacarpal bones are about to shatter.

At this moment, under the skin, layers of silver networks emerge on the twisted bones, forcibly correcting the misaligned and cracked bones back to their original positions, and after fixing them, they slowly and continuously release bursts of pure vitality.

Almost everyone didn't pay attention, only Wei Zai vaguely saw it: on the palm that Zhou Li was hiding behind him, the originally faint twisted bones and palm were rapidly returning to their original shape, and after a layer of silver lines flashed away, the original faint swelling and bruises had dissipated without a trace.

What's going on?

His eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression quickly returned to silence, returning to his original calm appearance.

He was no longer a young man, and his will was strong enough to suppress his curiosity, but not enough to stop his thoughts...... Does Zhou Li's change really have anything to do with the kind of power that appeared in him?

Now, he can almost unbelievably perceive all kinds of emotions hidden in the heart of human beings, as if they are as clear and obvious as seeing them with his own eyes, fear, love, sadness, anger, or the terrifying killing intent that was revealed in the shell of Zhou Li at that moment just now, like a volcanic eruption.

The almost inhuman cruel emotion made him almost hallucinate that he was frozen in the moment he sensed it.

What's going on? This is a question that he has repeated in his mind for an unknown number of times these days, but he has never shown it.

He is such a person, he is only ready to do the things at hand, pay off the debts owed by the master and himself, and do not care about anything else.

Sensing that the white light on Wei Zai's body was slowly dimming, Zhou Li glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally.

In the midst of the uproar and noise of the crowd, Liu Ying, whose hair was gray, turned into iron blue, clenched the heavy cane with both hands, and finally suppressed the fury in his heart after a long time.

After he glanced at Zhou Li coldly, he said in a cold voice: "Lift Ba Song up, let's go." ”

"Wait." Behind him, Li Zijin's voice sounded.

Looking at Liu Ying, who had hideous eyes, Li Zijin calmly waved the gambling contract in his hand, revealing a happy expression: "What about the good things, stay them." ”

It was visible to the naked eye that Liu Ying's body was so angry that he began to tremble slightly. After a moment of silence, he pressed the subordinate who was about to start, took the signature pen from Li Zijin's hand, and signed his name on the improvised transfer agreement.

Of course, this is only a preliminary agreement, and the formal transfer still requires both parties to hold legal documents to the relevant departments for delivery; But once Liu Ying signed that word, then it was impossible for either the Li family or everyone who was doing justice here today to make him repent.

Unless he wanted to lose his majestic old face at the same time in the time he had just returned to Shangyang, in this case, he could only roll out of Shangyang again and return to the surrounding county town to continue to shrink.

After signing that word, Liu Ying was so angry that he couldn't even hold on to his crutches, and left without looking back with the support of his nephew and subordinates, leaving a mess all over the ground.

Zhou Li watched him leave coldly, and always felt that this matter would not end like this.

"What else to see? Reluctant? ”

Li Zijin's palm suddenly shook in front of him, and immediately, a piece of tissue paper was slapped on his chest: "Take it." ”

Zhou Li grabbed the piece of paper from his chest suspiciously, only to find that it was the transfer agreement that Liu Ying had just signed, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment and looked at Li Zijin.

"Don't look so weird, keep what you've won so hard."

Li Zijin glared at him with some displeasure, turned his head and looked at other places intently, and explained a little palely: "Do you still think that I will rob you of your things?" ”

"I didn't mean that, but I won it with your money."

"Oh, classmate Zhou Li, you are unexpectedly bold." Li Zijin looked up at him, and smiled charmingly: "Do you even want my dowry?" It's so greedy. ”

She paused and asked in a charming whisper, "Could it be that you are already thinking about getting married?" ”

Zhou Li was speechless by Li Zijin's long-lost teasing, and smiled silently wryly, finally understanding Li Zijin's intentions.

I'm afraid that Li Zijin didn't plan to keep this bet for himself from the beginning, right? In her understanding, Zhou Li is still a man who has nothing and a younger sister to support at home.

Even if he doesn't care about money, Li Zijin understands the importance of 'hard currency' in life better than anyone else.

If two people are together, no matter how sincere their relationship is, there is no way to bypass the big problem of 'money'. The guy who says that feelings can overcome everything is.

Don't you need money to eat? Don't you need money for dating? Don't you need money to buy gifts or something? You have to buy a movie ticket to watch a movie, even if it's something on or on, you have to go to a hotel to open a room, right? If you don't have money, what should Zhou Li, this bastard, do if he takes himself to the jungle and the wild!

Well, thinking about this aspect was forcibly cut off by Li Zijin, but men always have to support their families, right? You must know that men's self-esteem is quite strong, especially Zhou Li, who sometimes talks little, but thinks too much, and he doesn't say anything bad in his stomach.

To exaggerate, Zhou Li's original monthly salary may not even be able to afford a slightly more expensive set of cosmetics. Li Zijin can cut back on food and clothing, work hard to adapt to him, and even feed him...... But can he really accept it?

As the days go by, the gap spreads little by little, and no matter how strong the relationship is, it will completely collapse.

Maybe for the two people now, that kind of future seems a little too far away, but even the slightest possibility, Li Zijin doesn't want it to appear.

Zhou Li looked at the transfer agreement in his hand, showed a grateful smile after being silent for a long time, and didn't say anything, but reached out to hold Li Zijin's hanging palm.

Being grabbed by Zhou Li in front of so many people, Li Zijin subconsciously struggled for a while, and after finding that he couldn't break free, he finally resigned himself to no longer struggling.

pinched Zhou Li's fingers hatefully, she lowered her somewhat reddened cheeks, and tried hard to show the momentum of the former boss's sister, but unfortunately in the end, she blurted out only a muttering that was not majestic at all:

"Hmph, count you as acquaintances."

(To be continued)