"One Minute ......"

Lin Fan thought silently in his heart.

He knew that his body was running out of food.

Just like what the white bear thought, if he can see it, his body may not be able to keep up, so in order to avoid this from happening, Lin Fan's movements can't just dodge, more often, he also needs to guide the opponent's attack.

For example, the punch that went straight to the door just now, if Lin Fan dodged to one side, then immediately after, Bai Xiong would use his other hand to block his way, and with a single step, he could force him into a desperate situation.

Therefore, Lin Fan had to bend his body first, wait until the opponent raised his leg to attack, and then retreat from the opponent's attack range. But if you want to complete this action, you need to complete a very large fold in half a second.

......

It's hard to do that.

But fortunately, Lin Fan did it. He dodged the ferocious punch......

At the same time, he also let the two muscles in his lower back be stretched and overwhelmed, and every inch he moved, it hurt like a knife cutting into the bone marrow.

The damage to the body is very great when switching positions in such a moment. And Lin Fan was doing this almost every second in the minute just now.

His wrists could no longer hold the pen, his steps had become vain, his right shoulder was difficult to lift again, his lower back, his front abdomen, his thighs, his Achilles tendon, every muscle was crying and wailing. In order to dodge the white bear's last five punches, he squeezed his body to the brink of collapse.

Luckily, when the last sweep swept through, he used his opponent's strength to slice the veins in his wrist...... The wound forced the other person to choke his wrist with his other hand, because if he opened it, the blood vessels would be withdrawn back into the muscles, and it would never be found again.

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But at the same time as causing this wound, the huge recoil force also made the tiger's mouth in Lin Fan's right hand crack...... At this point, his entire right arm is completely scrapped.

......

"There's still time!" He told himself again, and with great willpower, he suppressed the fainting pain around him, and this almost self-hypnotic method only lasted about 2 minutes. Once time passed, the pain of torn muscles alone was enough to make Lin Fan lose all of his combat power......

At this time, the two hands of the big man behind him were temporarily restricted, and he no longer had the ability to dismantle the car with his bare hands. And the guy in the purple suit in front of him doesn't seem to be anything to be afraid of, just be careful of his gun.

That is, there is still a chance......

At this point, Lin Fan had already dragged his almost crippled body and rushed towards Chen Xiao, and at the same time, he did not forget to trace the loopholes of the opponent's movements in the "Future Vision", what were the moments of shooting and the angles of dodging.

"Why !!?"

Lin Fan roared, his eyes were bloodshot because of the pain, he used this roar to make himself more excited, stumbling, but the momentum was fierce, like a wild dog dying back, which made people feel frightened!

Desperate people...... That's what it looks like.

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300 kilometers west of K city, there is a small city, because of its remote location, has not received much attention, agriculture is not good, industry is underdeveloped, the pace of life is slow like a tractor that can't catch fire, a little bit of energy young people have run to other cities, and 70 percent of the people left behind are old people. As a result, there are more people in the old town than in the new town......

This road is the commercial street of the old city, and the stone pavement with potholes, coupled with the buildings on both sides with no more than seven or eight floors, makes young people who are accustomed to the metropolis sneer here, but those old people who are half of the loess below the waist like it very much. On the side street, there is a teahouse, where some old and unscrupulous people always gather to play cards, nonsense, and squander the little rest of their lives......

At noon, a young woman walked into the noisy teahouse, her hair was scattered, a very awkward red hairpin was sandwiched on her forehead, a few faint freckles on her face, and the contours of her cheeks kneaded a different kind of charm. But at this time, the old people around her didn't seem to pay too much attention to her, some didn't look up at all, and some just glanced at it inadvertently, and didn't cast too many eyes......

The woman squeezed through the aisle between the tea tables, during which she spilled an old man's teacup, and the hot water splashed on the old man's hands, but the woman didn't pay attention to the other party at all, just hurried to the second floor of the teahouse, and the old man didn't make any sound, just looked at the fallen tea bowl with some doubts, straightened it, and talked to the people on the side again......

On the second floor of the teahouse, the woman came to an old door, and on the top of the door was a piece of paper with the words "spare room" written on it.

I saw the woman take out a very ordinary key from her pocket and insert it into the keyhole on the door......

With a "click", the sound of the lock opening, the woman pulled open the door, and inside was a narrow and long corridor, somewhat dark, with no decoration on either side, and at the end of the corridor, a circle of light could be faintly seen, outlining the outline of another door.

This corridor is very strange, because according to the layout of the building, it is impossible to have a corridor here, and the length of this corridor is obviously beyond the area that this building should have......

The strange sight in front of her did not make the woman have a superfluous expression, she just hurried in and closed the door with her hand.

After a while, an old man who was nearly seventy years old staggered up to the second floor, and he gently pulled open the door of the spare room, but at this moment, there were just some cleaning utensils such as brooms and mops piled up behind the door.

......

The woman walked quickly to the lighted door and pushed it open.

A breeze blows,

Behind that door was not a building room, nor a road or a balcony...... But......

A meadow, the grass spread to the stream in the distance, dozens of steps away, is an unspeakable tree, under the huge canopy, placed a metal desk that is completely out of tune with the scenery at the moment, around the table sat four people, chattering, talking and laughing......

This is an extremely strange scene, whether it is the strangely growing tree or the iron table under the tree, they all look nondescript, and the door behind the woman is not attached to anything, standing alone in the middle of the grass.

She pressed her hand over her windswept hair, looking a little annoyed...... Then he walked towards the four men.

"Go back!" She said this inexplicably.

But the four of them were still talking and laughing, as if they hadn't seen her at all.

The woman frowned, suddenly thought of something, and pulled off the strange hairpin in a huff, and fell on the table with a "snap".

"Go back!" She shouted again.

At this moment, the four people at the table all looked at her fiercely, and stared at her in horror, and in the next second, the whole environment flickered unnaturally, and the grass, streams, and trees all disappeared in an instant, replaced by a small office.

This time, the desk surrounded by four people was much more in tune with the surroundings.

"That...... Sister Mu Hibiscus...... We're just trying to get through the air......" A young man in a baseball cap said cautiously among the four, swallowing unconsciously.