If Zhang Yujie honestly fights with everyone, even if he splits down eight or ten, the way forward is blocked by the rest of the people, and he can't move forward a step, even if he dies of exhaustion in the end, he is still standing still

But now. He deliberately provoked the strong man, using the strength of the other man's feet to allow himself to move forward

When he flew up, no one wanted to erect a human wall for him, and would rather watch him fall to the concrete floor with a solid "pop".

Zhang Yujie didn't know how many times he had fallen and how many times he had stood up again, but all this hard work was not in vain, because he was only a few meters away from the staircase leading to the medicine pool.

All the people in the audience didn't notice Zhang Yujie's careful thinking, everyone thought that he was simply an unprecedented super stupid, using his body to fight against so many people.

Even Liu Fei, who was outside the crowd, only gave full play to the advantage of "bystander clearing" when Zhang Yujie's body was about to step up the stairs. The secret was discovered.

And all the people involved in this event have not yet found out, and they still think that their side is firmly in the upper hand, and they can defeat the stubborn fool at any time.

Who is the real will be revealed in a few minutes

Liu Fei admired Zhang Yujie again, he felt that this child not only could fight, but also had a brain that could adapt to changes.

In the dim field, everyone's attention was on Zhang Yujie, but no one noticed that the strong man who kept raising his foot and kicking Zhang Yujie into the sky was almost dying.

Even he couldn't count how many punches he was punched by Zhang Yujie, he only knew that he returned the same number of kicks.

Every time he could see the fist coming towards his face, each time it was as if by magic. In the club, developing the corresponding murderous sense and the agility of the body is a must-have course.

Every time the strong man can feel the fierce murderous aura that rushes in front of him, he can also see the trajectory of Zhang Yujie's fist. But he just can't avoid it, on the one hand, because there are people around him, and there is no way to avoid it. On the other hand, because the speed of Zhang Yu's outstanding punch is too fast, even if he can see it, he can't dodge it.

The strong man admitted that his body's agility was slightly inferior to that of other martial arts members, but he was blasted by Zhang Yujie countless punches like this, but he couldn't dodge it once, and the frustration was really great.

Mentally wounded. As a result, the injuries on it were stacked like n, and every time he swung his fist, the strong man always thought, it is better to fall down like this

But the kid on the other side, who was much thinner and shorter than himself, could stand up again and again, and what reason did he have to fall to the ground, so his feet were kicked out again and again in the chaos.

Zhang Yujie looked behind him with the corner of his eye, he knew, soon, soon.

In fact, the injuries he suffered at the moment had already exceeded the limit of what his body could usually bear, and he had to withstand not only a strong man enough to kick him away, but also punches and kicks from everyone.

Although Zhang Yujie deliberately let the strong man on the opposite side kick him away, and even posed and waited for the other party to kick him up. But the taste is still very unpleasant.

Of course he knew it was stupid, and if it was anyone else, he might have fainted completely halfway through. But he couldn't think of any other way to get to the staircase that led to the medicine pool.

Zhang Yujie, like a strong man, has reached the point where he "can fall to the ground at any time", but he has a stronger belief in his heart, supporting himself not to fall, and victory is just around the corner.

That's the sentence: I'm waiting for you.

Zhang Yujie will never let down the person who said this to himself.

You wait for me, and I will surely let you see my safe return.

Zhang Yujie thought so, so he was able to stand up again and again.

This feeling of "someone waiting".

It's very, very warm

Zhang Yujie glanced at the distance behind him again, and judging from his visual inspection, as long as the strong man kicked again, his body would be able to reach the staircase leading to the medicine pool.

Victory is at hand, success is within reach, this is the last stretch of the road to the top of the mountain, and the joy is the sweetest now.

Zhang Yujie stood up, a smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and smashed a straight fist on the forehead of the strong man in front of him.

The strong man was stunned for a moment, feeling that the world was spinning, and there was darkness in front of him.

He thought, "I'm finally going to fall."

After all, did you still lose in the hands of this kid who looks like she hasn't dried up?

Then his body fell straight down to the concrete floor behind him, and the ceiling and the floor suddenly swapped places, and then he didn't know anything.

Zhang Yujie's eyes widened, how could it be that when he was a few meters away from the staircase, the strong man was actually knocked down by himself

Then no one would be able to kick him to his destination anymore

Zhang Yujie panicked inexplicably, did he want to fail

In this instant, because of his daze, his body was attacked from all directions of varying degrees again.

But the body can't move half a step further to the destination

At that moment, Zhang Yujie's heart was full of remorse, he knew that this was the case, so it would be better to start a little lighter

Who knew that guy would be even worse than he was

Of course, Liu Fei, who was not far away, also discovered this situation, the strong man had fallen to the ground, and no one could make Zhang Yujie close the distance between him and the staircase, obviously success was in front of him, but he stagnated at the critical moment.

Liu Fei saw Zhang Yujie's stunned face, his body showed a stiff posture, and he didn't hide or avoid at all, letting everyone around him punch and kick.

"Have you decided to give up," Liu Fei muttered to himself.

Zhang Yujie stared blankly at the strong man lying on the ground in front of him, and shouted loudly in his heart: Get up, get up, kick me again, just kick me again

But the strong man had fallen into a deep coma, and he couldn't sense Zhang Yujie's expectations and desires for him at all.

"Tong"

I don't know who smashed a punch on Zhang Yujie's temple, making a muffled sound.

Zhang Yujie fell to the ground softly.

The moment he fell, he looked at the staircase behind him, which was no more than a foot away from him, and sighed slightly.

This time he fell, and he didn't even get up again.

"Haha, finally admit defeat," someone next to him shouted happily.

"This kid is really durable, but in front of everyone's concerted efforts, there is still only a part of lying down obediently."

"Are you sure you can't stand up, don't stand up tenaciously like in the comics, hahaha"

"It's okay, stand up again, everyone will knock him down again, what's the matter."

Zhang Yujie listened to the sarcasm that filled his ears, but he couldn't do anything.

What about standing up again, the body is full of people, and moving a step is a luxury thing.

Ni Sihui, you're still waiting for me, right?

I'm so sorry that I'm going to break my promise this time

I just broke my promise with you, I don't know if it will make you lose confidence in me

The whole body hurt to death, and there was no part that did not exude severe pain.

Zhang Yujie closed his eyes, he thought, it's time to end. The most likely thing that will happen to you next is to be picked up and thrown out of the club

I don't know where the boss is now, he sees me so unlucky, I don't know if he will pity me

"Stand up."

A voice suddenly came into Zhang Yujie's ears.

Although there was still chaos around him, the voice was as clear as if it was in his ears.

Did you hear it wrong, and now, who will stand up again?

"Stand up." Another bang.

Zhang Yujie opened his eyes in disbelief, and he saw that the middle-aged man who had been willing to help him before was standing in front of him.

Zhang Yujie's eyes were full of doubt and confusion. Of course, he remembered the name of this middle-aged man, and he also knew that he had always been mediocre and inactive in the Evil Wolf Gang's martial arts, but his qualifications were very old.

Liu Fei looked at Zhang Yujie, but his expression was unusually firm.

"Do you want me to say it a third time?"

Zhang Yujie was stunned for a moment, although he didn't know why Liu Fei wanted him to do this, his body was still uncontrollable, and he moved slightly.

Do you still want to give up, do you still have hope, do you still want to go to that impossible upstairs?

"Brother Liu, why are you still letting him stand up, even he gave up himself"

"That's it, Brother Liu, he can't do it anymore, and standing up again can only put more pressure on his body."

"Brother Liu doesn't want to beat him anymore, forget it, he's suffered enough."

Liu Fei smiled lightly, ignored everyone, and still looked at Zhang Yujie with firm eyes.

Zhang Yujie struggled to prop up his arms on the ground, and then his legs slowly bent up.

Someone just said that it was right, Zhang Yujie's current body is indeed no longer able to stand up. Macros on every garbage.

"If you still want to see her again, stand up." Liu Fei took the trouble to say it again.

Zhang Yujie gritted his teeth, and recalled the words that haunted him: I'm waiting for you.

I'm waiting for you

In this world, there is only one person waiting for him

When the sun was about to set, my sister was always waiting for her at the door of the orphanage. Even though she was wearing the leftover clothes of other older children, she still looked so beautiful

I'm waiting for you

It seems to smell the smell of the locust tree at the entrance of the orphanage again, and the tree is full of strings of locust flowers, white, fragrant, and sweet

244 I am waiting for your one who strokes the harp