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"Afan, you, what's wrong with you?"

"Fan, don't scare us, who hurt you like this?"

In the hall, Mu Shiyu and Mu Wanqiu were only a few meters away from Ning Bufan, but these few meters away were like the gap between heaven and earth.

It's a very strange scenario.

Afan?

Blood!

Lots and lots of blood coming out of my body.

Ning Bufan covered his head, but his eyes stared at Mu Shiyu and Mu Wanqiu like a wolf, and there was a huge tyranny and an indescribable desolation in his pupils.

yes, as far as the wilderness stretches as far as the eye can see, the desolation of utter solitude.

What's wrong, what's wrong, what's wrong with me?

What happened just now, why is there so much blood on my body, what's wrong?

He felt his memories slowly slipping away. He was so tired that he wanted to sleep, but he endured the pain of sleepiness and tried to open his eyes. His eyes were bloodshot and red, and a little red fluid was gradually coming out of his nose.

An equally tyrannical aura in his body couldn't help but hit his skin, as if it was about to burst out.

He was wheezing like an old cow, and with each breath, the muscles of his body continued to expand, until they swelled enough to support his clothes, and slowly, the bones of his whole body clicked and vibrated from bone to bone, as if pieces were broken and then reorganized.

His body alternated between cold and hot, but deep down inside, it was as if some terrifying beast was hiding, and it was showing its fangs hideously, trying to devour his qiē.

What does it feel like?

I seem to have come back from outside, but what happened to me when I came back from outside?

With his subconscious, Ning Bufan walked into the bathhouse step by step, but the moment he ran into the bathhouse, he felt so strange.

Strange places, strange people, and strange worlds, and then his memories began to become very cluttered.

When he opened his eyes, he could hear the jumbled sounds, and when he closed his eyes, he could see the layers of red lines around him.

Red lines like blood.

After stretching out his hand and subconsciously touching these lines, Ning Bufan's mind would appear one after another very strange conversations.

"Mom, I'm studying in Yenching, I'm fine here, you have to take care of your health, the phone bill is too expensive, I'll hang up first."

"Husband, you have to come back early, if I see that you raised a mistress, hehe, you're finished!"

"Mom, what did you say? Grandpa, grandpa is dead? I'll come over here. ”

"Honey, I love you, okay, hang up!"

Who are these people, are they hallucinations, and if so, why do they all look so realistic?

With every step, Ning Bufan felt that he had touched a conversation, and he leaned against the wall and felt that he could not move an inch.

His hands were condensed into fists, but the green muscles burst out, and the sudden huge information occupied Ning Bufan's layers of memory, and then devoured his entire brain little by little, as if the whole brain was about to explode.

What am I going to do?

He was even horrified to realize that he didn't even know what his name was, or even what he was going to do.

I can't remember anything, I can't remember what is important or what is not important.

When you forget jì and lose a qiē, what is left of you, is it just a shell?

Who are you, why are you here, and why are you alive? Where did you come from?

"Afan, you ......"

"Get out!"

Mu Wanqiu stared at Ning Bufan with wide eyes, but he didn't dare to approach Ning Bufan.

Just now, he saw with his own eyes that Ning Bufan smashed a huge hole in the thick stone wall of the house with his fist alone. Think about it from the other side, what would happen if that punch hit someone?

It will definitely punch through the body, and it will kill you instantly.

What's wrong? Ning Bufan was fine last night, why did he suddenly become like this now?

"Fan, calm down, we won't hurt you, don't scare us, okay?" Mu Shiyu saw that Ning Bufan's body was bleeding until now, she only felt a little pain in her heart, and her tears couldn't help but flow down.

What kind of story is this strong man hiding?

And, why is it so painful? Is it because of the injuries on the body, and how did these injuries come about?

"Who are you? Who are you...... Whoever you are, get out! In an instant, a huge killing intent emerged from his body, closing his eyes, opening his eyes, and an indescribable feeling of suffocation surrounded everyone.

Mu Wanqiu and Mu Shiyu unconsciously took a step back and looked at Ning Bufan, who was so terrifying, and even they faintly had a feeling that they were crushed by the momentum on Ning Bufan's body and wanted to kneel.

They didn't dare to come out.

Ning Bufan already felt that he was about to lose control of himself.

His memory finally began to mess up, and several bloody corpses appeared in his mind, Bruce, Xu Yi, Xu Er. Li Nianqing, and the top of Lingshan that was stained red with blood......

Then he had a little killing intent that he didn't even understand.

This killing intent was no longer easy to suppress, and at this moment, Ning Bufan wanted to rush out of the house and come to the street to crush those who stood in his way with his fists unscrupulously.

No...... No, it's wrong, I can't do it, I can't!

The last of his consciousness continued to fight against him, and this thought began to contradict his body, his body trembled, drops of blood flowed to the ground, and the wound in his stomach that had been cut by the knife cracked open again, and the blood stained his front shirt red.

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, a trace of blood foamed at the corner of his mouth.

Blood?

He took a step forward, touched a red thread with one hand again, and a clear conversation appeared in his mind again.

"Mission failed, killed."

"As expected, how could an ordinary killer kill a master comparable to Qing'er!"

"Master, is that all it takes?"

"Of course not! I want to kill this Ning Bufan with all the strength of the Li family to avenge my grandson Li Nianqing! ”

"Well, master, I'll find a way, then hang up first!"

Such a conversation suddenly appeared in Ning Bufan's mind.

Rather than fan, rather than fan? Why are these three words so familiar, who wants to kill Ning Bufan? Who is Ning Bufan? Who is Li Nianqing?

The question disappeared in a flash, and after Ning Bufan took another step, the bones of his body snapped again, and the breath of his whole body had collapsed, and with every step, his body would explode.

His throat was dry, and when he opened his eyes again, the beast in his body finally roared and showed its hideous fangs, and finally awakened!

In an instant, he longed for a fight, longing for someone to appear to stop him from taking another step forward.

Who can stop him from taking a step forward? Who can make everything in his mind disappear?

Murderous intent is crazy!

Qiē began to be chaotic, and even when he opened his eyes, he could see that the world was all surrounded by red.

He's already starting to go crazy.

Is that blood?

"Smack!"

"Whoa!"

After taking a few steps, his body touched the table, and with a fierce name in his eyes, he smashed the table with his fists with both hands, and then stomped on it several times with his body, turning it into sawdust!

"Afan! Calm down, I'm late autumn, she's poetry! After Mu Wanqiu saw this scene, her legs couldn't help but tremble, and she pulled Mu Shiyu and retreated outside the house.

He was afraid that if he stayed here any longer, he would not be able to help but kneel!

Ning Bufan is too terrifying, this person in front of him is simply a demon!

Who is Late Autumn? Who are the poets, who are they, are they trying to stop me?

Kill, kill, kill! Kill!

Killing the surname, finally unable to suppress it, the memory, finally completely dissipated, Ning Bufan looked up at Mu Wanqiu and Mu Shiyu, and in an instant, there was only a rush of killing thoughts.

Suddenly put your feet on the ground.

"Boom!"

There was an explosion of the marble, cracking layer by layer, and even Mu Wanqiu's feet were numb.

You must know that Mu Wanqiu is more than ten meters away from Ning Bufan!

"This man is a monster, let's run!"

"But, he ......" Mu Shiyu hesitated to look at Ning Bufan, whose cheeks were distorted, and she could feel the great pain on Ning Bufan's body!

"Run! Still stunned what to do, he will kill us! ”

Mu Wanqiu felt the huge killing intent on Ning Bufan's body, he screamed and pulled Mu Shiyu to turn his head and run, but they didn't run a few steps before they felt like a needle in their backs!

Mu Wanqiu turned around slightly, and when he saw the scene behind him, he felt that the hair on his whole body straightened, and the breath of death enveloped his whole body, and he couldn't help but kneel down.

What does it feel like? Like ants, they are powerless to resist, and they are slaughtered like fish......

Ning Bufan is too strong.

Ning Bufan, whose eyes were red, swung his fist like a wolf, and there seemed to be only that breath of death left in the air, and the crocodile steps were already exquisite, and a few steps on the ground had already invaded at a distance of more than ten meters.

The wolf punch strikes out!

"Ahh Mu Wanqiu screamed in fright, his fist brushed his cheek, and he only felt suffocated.

Are we going to die?

At this time, a burly shadow suddenly rushed in from outside the door, and threw a punch, as if a giant mountain was pressing down.

"Boom!"

Fist after fist collision, Ning Bufan and the body of the person who came all sank to the ground, and finally only heard a burst of noise, Mu Wanqiu felt that his whole body was unconscious, and his ears couldn't even hear anything and he was temporarily deaf.

"Run! The farther you run, the better! The voice was full of anger, but there was an irresistible tone.

"Old man? How are you? When she heard this, Mu Wanqiu was stunned.

"Brother, stop talking, let's run!"

Seeing the person coming, the surprise in Mu Wanqiu's eyes was already there, but then Mu Wanqiu's voice sounded in his ears.

"Old man, be careful, extraordinary, he, he's a monster!"

Mu Wanqiu gritted her teeth and pulled Mu Shiyu out of the house desperately! (To be continued.) )