The 'dragon head' just wanted to make a move again, but the palm that stayed in the air was stopped. The thug's expression became more and more awkward.

"Holy Feather, are you alright?" The man grabbed the palm of the 'dragon head' and said to the holy feather.

"Xuan, why are you here?" That's right, the person who came was Liu Mingxuan.

Liu Mingxuan smiled first, and then said, "If I don't come again, you will be killed!" ”

Sheng Yu just smiled, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, and stood up.

"Hey! Have you talked enough? If you've talked enough, let go of Uncle Ben's hand! "The Dragonhead groaned in pain.

Liu Mingxuan pushed him far away with his hands, unceremoniously. Then the little thug behind him hurriedly came out to 'shh the cold and ask for warmth': "Boss! Top dog! ”

Liu Mingxuan pointed to the nose of the 'dragon head' and said, "I'll give you a chance to admit your mistakes, do you want to?" ”

"Whew! Do I need you to give me a chance? I'll give you a chance!! ”

Liu Mingxuan turned his head as if he didn't understand, looked at the down-and-out Lin Shengyu behind him, and asked jokingly: "Hey! Holy Feather, how long has it been since you fought? ”

"It didn't take long, but it's only a few years, and I'm looking for a chance to practice, this is indeed a good opportunity!" Sheng Yu played with the authority ring in his hand and said with a smile.

"Well, see who has the most people. You've just been injured, do you want me to let you go? ”

"What are these injuries? I haven't used my strength yet! ”

"Okay! Whoever loses has to admit defeat! ”

"Deal!"

"Hey! Do you have us in your eyes? Brothers, give it to me!! "The Dragon's Head waved his hand back and gave the command.

The scene was chaotic. When Sheng Yu was fighting with them alone just now, the girls and babes on the scene were already fascinated by the ground. Now there is another Liu Mingxuan, these girls are crazy and generally refer to this and that.

Ten minutes later, a few thugs fell to the ground and screamed.

"Not bad!" Saint Feather hammered Liu Mingxuan's chest.

"Each other, each other!" Liu Mingxuan wiped the injured red 'blood bag' from his mouth with his hand and said with a smile.

"Boy! I lost! Sheng Yu patted him on the shoulder and said.

He's been, hasn't called him a kid for a long time. It's been a few years......

They walked out of the bar and walked side by side.

"I'll never win against you. It was when I was a child, and it is still now. Sheng Yu lowered his head with a self-deprecating tone.

"Everybody has everyone's talents, and you have too. Let the past pass. ”

"......" Sheng Yu was silent for a long time, and finally slowly spit out three words as if he had decided something. It's 'sorry'!

"Don't tell me I'm sorry, you, don't owe me." Liu Mingxuan stopped, turned his head, and said.

"I owe you too much, and the Lin family owes you more."

"I've forgotten about the past, and you don't need to mention it again."

"Xuan, I'll never forget that, and I'm sure you too, right? You've always been better than me, haven't you? What belongs to your family is that our Lin family has occupied it for too long. ”

"I said it!! You don't owe me anything!! If you want to blame me, blame me for not being obedient at the beginning, and I have to go to that place to ......"

Liu Mingxuan didn't dare to say any more. That was his pain, and it was the weakness of his pretended strength for more than a decade. No one could see it, and my sister didn't understand it. Everything, only the little Shengyu who witnessed it at the beginning understood.

"Xuan, I..." Sheng Yu wanted to say something, but Liu Mingxuan took a step first: "I still have something to do, I'll go first." ”

He had only taken a few steps before he stopped. But he didn't turn his head, just said: "You don't have to feel guilty about this matter, what doesn't belong to me doesn't belong to me after all." Now that it is in the hands of your Lin family, you have to cherish it for me, for my father, and for my mother. ”

With that, he left. Sheng Yu wanted to rush up and ask him why he was so indifferent. Does the 'stinky boy' of childhood not exist?