Relatively speaking, Zhao Lan's body was slightly lighter, and he was only wearing an undershirt, and his speed in the water was slightly faster than that of Hou Yue, who was injured now, and after a while, he caught up with Hou Yue's figure.

Holding Hou Yue's legs tightly from below, Zhao Lan took the eyebrow thorn from his mouth with his right hand, and regardless of the lake water poured into his mouth, he fiercely stabbed the long thorn in his hand into Hou Yue's right leg, and pushed it until the end of the grip, piercing his thigh.

Hou Yue snorted in the water, spit out a few large mouthfuls of bubbles, looked down at Zhao Lan's hideous face underwater, and angrily bent down and punched him in the face.

The resistance of the water made his fist slow, Zhao Lan dodged it with a slight tilt of his head, and while dodging, he also stretched out his finger to grab the grip of the eyebrow thorn, pulled it out of Hou Yue's leg, and stabbed him in the stomach with his backhand.

Hou Yue saw that the long thorn in Zhao Lan's hand was getting closer and closer, and twisted his body in panic and floated up backwards, in a vain attempt to avoid the sharp edge of the long thorn.

But how could Zhao Lan let him escape easily, grabbed the pants on Hou Yue's leg with his left hand, Zhao Lan rushed over at an accelerated pace, and stabbed the long thorn in his hand hard, and the whole root sank into Hou Yue's abdomen.

Blood continued to spread out along several wounds on Hou Yue's body, attracting many fish and snake figures in the pool, Zhao Lan frowned and glanced at a few dim eyes that turned over between the algae in the distance, and pulled out a long thorn from Hou Yue's abdomen, ready to end Hou Yue's life.

But Hou Yue suddenly kicked Zhao Lan's body, kicked him away from his side, and took the lead in floating to the surface and swam quickly towards the shore.

The consequences of excessive blood loss were slowly apparent, his face was bloodless at the moment, and there were constant bursts of dizziness in his head.

Zhao Lan also floated on the water, wiped his face and looked at Hou Yue, who was fleeing in a hurry not far away, and chased after him with a sly smile.

"Hou Yue, haven't you always wanted to arrest me, this king is behind you, what are you running!"

While chasing forward, Zhao Lan shouted loudly in his mouth, mocking Hou Yue, who was like a lost dog in front of him.

At that moment just now, he almost died at the hands of Hou Yue, even now that he thinks about it, Zhao Lan's heart is still full of a sense of happiness for the rest of his life.

How many years have you not suffered a loss?

When Blue Star was in school, he got into a fight with someone else, and he broke an arm and smashed the man's head with a brick.

After becoming a killer, he was even more eager to take revenge, in addition to the people who were killed every year, sometimes even when someone pointed a knife at him, he would break that person's arm.

But now since he changed to this body, he has been living a life of grievances all day long.

Killing a tall strong man almost strangled to death.

Killing a dwarf almost killed him.

Now I want to kill a bandit leader, but I almost drown!

Did I molest the goddess of fate in my last life?

Seeing Hou Yue climb onto the shore of the lake and limp towards the grassland not far away, Zhao Lan's speed of swinging his limbs also increased a lot.

No matter what, danger must always be nipped in the bud, and Zhao Lan can't tolerate a person who wants to kill himself to live in the world.

Finally swam to the shore, Zhao Lan walked ashore, held the eyebrow thorn in his hand, and walked to Hou Yue who stumbled to the ground with a cruel smile.

"Say it, give you one last chance." Zhao Lan stopped, her fingers groped at the tip of her eyebrows, and the corners of her eyes twitched to glance at Hou Yue, who was pale on the ground: "I advise you to play less tricks with me, otherwise, I can't guarantee that you can have a whole corpse." ”

Lowering his head and pulling Hou Yue's hair, Zhao Lan stabbed his eyebrows at his throat and asked, "Where is your lair?" What is the purpose of coming to Da Song? ”

Hou Yue didn't speak, but stared at Zhao Lan tightly, like a puppet.

"I'm asking you!"

Shaking his hand impatiently, shaking Hou Yue's head a few times, Zhao Lan was about to continue to ask questions, but found that Hou Yue's expression was very strange, he didn't seem to be staring at his face, and his empty eyes seemed to be looking behind him. And the crying and smiling expression on his face made Zhao Lan feel that an inexplicable feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

Turning behind him suspiciously, Zhao Lan's pupils shrank, his left hand let go of the hand that was holding Hou Yue's hair, slowly got up and stood up, and looked at the man in black who appeared behind him at some point.

The man in black stood by the lake, wearing a black cloak, and the black tights visible inside the cloak showed off his lean figure, and the turquoise bamboo pipe in his hand did not look ordinary. The masked black cloth hat worn on his head was sometimes blown up by the breeze at the corner of the edge, revealing the tightly wrapped face under the hat.

"Who are you?"

After being silent for a long time, Zhao Lan couldn't help but take the lead in asking.

As a high-level, or former high-level killer, Zhao Lan's nerves have been strengthened by special instruments, which seems to have been fortunately inherited into this body.

Moreover, the consciousness that was exercised between life and death in his previous life also reminded him that the person in front of him was dangerous.

It's not that I'm not confident in my skills, but because of my ignorance of him.

When did he come?

How did it come about?

Friend or foe?

Nothing!

The two confronted each other for a long time, and suddenly the man in black took a step forward and pointed to Hou Yue, who was lying on the ground with pale eyes.

When the man in black moved, the muscles of Zhao Lan's whole body suddenly tensed violently, clenching his eyebrows and preparing to shoot at any time. But then seeing that he just took a step forward and stopped, pointing to the ground, Zhao Lan suddenly frowned.

"You're going to take this guy?"

Tentatively asked the man in black, and seeing that he didn't reply or nod, Zhao Lan nodded, with a clear expression on his face, and his eyes swept back and forth between the two and said, "It seems that the two of you are a gang?" ”

The man in black didn't speak, and his eyes under the hat were still looking directly at Zhao Lan, who was tense all over his body and in a fighting posture, and his feet moved slowly towards him.

Zhao Lan looked at the black-clothed man who was approaching step by step, twisted his neck slightly, the corners of his mouth pulled, and suddenly his body moved suddenly, pinched Hou Yue's neck on the ground, lifted him up, and stabbed his eyebrows on the right side of his neck, and said in a calm tone: "Stop, if you go forward, I will kill him." ”

The man in black stopped when he heard Zhao Lan's words, glanced back and forth on the faces of the two, and then continued to step forward, and the bamboo pipe in his hand also slid to the very end.

Zhao Lan thought that Hou Yue was the henchman of the man in black, and wanted to hold him hostage to hold the man in black hostage, but when he saw that the man in black seemed to care about Hou Yue's life and death, he was also shocked.

I'm not afraid of you, I'm afraid that you won't!

Many people are often ruthless to their enemies and to themselves, but they can compromise in the face of the life and death of their companions, for this kind of person, Zhao Lan hijacked their family and friends to deal with them, and tried unpleasantly. But when she meets those who don't care about anyone's life and death, and are cold-blooded to the extreme, Zhao Lan will feel a headache, because this kind of person is generally a real outlaw.

The spikes in his hand sank into Hou Yue's neck, looking at the steps of the man in black without any change, Zhao Lan took a light breath, pulled out the thorn in his eyebrows, threw Hou Yue in his hand to the ground, raised the spike dripping blood, and walked towards the man in black.