Liu Ming secretly screamed badly, and almost tried his best to recycle.

But the harder he worked, the harder the hand holding him was harder than he was, as if he was shackled by shackles, unable to move.

The pain in the joints as the big hand tightened made Liu Ming grit his teeth, and he had to manage his expression on his face, so that no one could find out the movements of the secret competition in private.

An invisible electric current swirls around the seemingly static image.

Just when everyone was curious about why the two of them didn't move, they saw that the hand holding Liu Ming moved slowly, and then under more than a dozen pairs of surprised eyes, the wrists were breaking up little by little.

The young man exuded a dangerous aura all over his body, and his slightly narrowed eyes revealed a piercing chill towards the person in front of him.

Just as the air is getting thinner, the temperature drops little by little, and the atmosphere becomes more and more tense.

The boy smiled.

The corners of the mouth are hooked up a little bit.

But there was no smile, only a suffocating chill.

Liu Ming gasped fiercely.

There are still a few people around him who are strong, but they can't beat him alone, and even the strength is crushed to the point that there is no room for resistance.

Liu Ming's powerful fist in the past was being broken up little by little, the pain spread from his wrist to his whole body, and it was unbearable like ten thousand ants devouring his heart, from the beginning he gritted his teeth and endured until the last cold sweat crossed his cheeks, he couldn't hold back anymore, and exhaled in pain, "Let go of me!" ”

In this silent duel, whoever speaks first loses.

It was clear that he had lost again.

Liu Ming withdrew his hand, and his face turned red because of pain or shame.

Last time, he was the first to provoke, and this time it was he who made the first move. But both times it was a failure, and the defeat was very embarrassing, and the defeat was a complete collapse.

A touch of ruthlessness flashed in the other party's eyes.

This farce ended with Liu Ming's angry departure.

When the female demon stepped into the classroom again, everything had returned to normal, and no one said a word, as if the scene that had just happened between classes was a hallucination.

But others pretended to be fine, but Tang Xing couldn't forget it.

If it weren't for Tang Yue's sudden arrival to find someone, there would be no such thing.

Tang Yue, Yan Yichen, what is the relationship?

Staring at the blackboard, Tang Xing found that her mind couldn't concentrate at all, and she damn found that she cared so much about this problem.

I couldn't wait to find out, so I didn't even enter my own door after school, so I went upstairs.

But after knocking for a long time, I found that Yan Yichen didn't seem to be at home, and there was no movement at all.

Tang Xing subconsciously took out his mobile phone, but found that there was no contact information for Yan Yichen.

When she left three years ago, she had sunk his contact information with the shortened phone card.

The contact information on any APP will be deleted.

Tang Xing, who returned home, was spread out on the bed like a loach, his chin against the mattress, his eyes looked at the word list placed in front of him, and he read the words again and again.

Reading and reading, sleepiness hit, and Tang Xing fell asleep on the bed in a daze.

In the dream, Tang Xing went back to the night three years ago, a person hid in the corner like a kitten, licking the wound brought by that person, licking it, and her heart sank until the wound finally healed, but her heart left a scar forever.

"Miss, come to the hospital." It's still the same call that brings bad news.

When Tang Xing rushed to the hospital, all he saw was his mother, whose eyes were closed and her face had already lost blood, no matter how she shouted, she would never open her eyes again.

Her world collapsed in that moment.