Fang Wei lay on his side on the ground, supporting his body with one hand, and plucking up spiritual power with the other hand to pat his chest.

"Wow!"

As Fang Wei slapped his palm close to self-harm, a stream of jet-black blood spurted out of Fang Wei's mouth, and Fang Wei's originally pale face also regained its ruddy color, but when Fang Wei was about to stand up, his legs were like an electric shock, unable to move.

Fang Wei kept struggling, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move his legs.

"Don't waste your efforts."

The middle-aged man said to Fang Wei, Fang Wei ignored the middle-aged man's words, his eyes flickered, and turned ruthless, the middle-aged man saw Fang Wei's changes, and got the idea that Fang Wei was still unwilling to give up.

I saw Fang Wei clenching his fist with one hand, hammering hard at his thigh, he wanted to awaken his paralyzed leg nerves.

"Don't you want your legs!"

The middle-aged man snapped.

Fang Wei smiled disdainfully when he heard this, the strength of the hammer leg increased a few points, every time the hand and leg touched, there would be a dull sound, and the ordinary people around heard this voice, they all felt a heartache inexplicably, and the eyes of some soft-hearted ladies began to redden.

At this time, Fang Wei said seriously.

"I can fail, but I will never accept failure on my knees, even if I die, I will stand and die, this is my persistence along the way."

When the middle-aged man heard Fang Wei's words, he was stunned, and at this moment, the middle-aged man's mind about the gambling contract changed.

Fang Wei didn't know why he had moved the middle-aged man, he just saw that the middle-aged man in front of him dispersed the spiritual power all over his body after he finished speaking, turned around and left, leaving a sentence as he left.

"I'll save this battle for next time, defeating you now won't give me satisfaction, if you want to go further, come to the barracks, where will I wait for you."

Without leaving Fang Wei any chance to respond, the middle-aged man beckoned to the scar man, and after they came over, the five of them got into the jeep in the road that the people around them spontaneously gave way, and with the roar of the car motor, the jeep drove away.

After seeing the middle-aged man leave, several diners approached Fang Wei, who was still lying on the ground, and wanted to help him up.

"Don't come here, I can stand up myself."

Fang Wei's warning dispelled the diners' desire to help him.

The diners looked at Fang Wei in disappointment, thinking that they were kind enough to help you, but your attitude was really chilling.

In this way, the diners walked back to the café and continued to enjoy dinner, leaving Fang Wei alone outside the door, fighting the middle-aged man in a sense on his paralyzed legs.

Time passed slowly, and in a blink of an eye, it was half past nine in the night, during which diners kept coming out of the café, seeing that Fang Wei was still trying to stand up, he couldn't bear it, and wanted to go up to help him, but when he remembered what Fang Wei had just said, the diners dispelled their intention to help Fang Wei and left.

After dinner, Uncle Pock sat down in the café for a while, watched an opera on the café's large-screen television, took up the thin coat hanging from the chair, said a few words to the settler Lady Martha, and left the café.

Just as Uncle Boke walked to the door, Fang Wei's figure came into his eyes.

This boy is still working hard, he is really stubborn. Unlike most diners, Uncle Polk did not feel that Fang Wei's words of refusal at that time were malicious, on the contrary, he heard from Fang Wei's words a courage that was unwilling to compromise and faced difficulties, which moved Uncle Polk and aroused Uncle Polk's curiosity, curious about how long this young man could hold out without the help of outsiders.

"Hey, lad, what's your name?"

Uncle Pock is the director of the town library, and his daily life is to read books, and he has taught himself the languages of many countries, including this oriental language.

Fang Wei ignored Uncle Poke's inquiry, still immersed in the battle with his legs.

"Haha, the young man has his own temper."

Uncle Pork stroked the hat on his head, stood up, and turned to leave.

It's just that Uncle Boke didn't go far before he stopped again, took out a few chocolate bars from his pocket, and walked to Fang Wei to put them down.

Fang Wei vigilantly glanced at the chocolate bar beside him, and looked up at Uncle Poke vigilantly.

Uncle Boke smiled helplessly: "Don't worry, this thing is not poisonous, eat it if you are hungry, you are still growing at this age, when your body is well, that guy Xia will not be your opponent." ”

Looking at the old man who was far away, Fang Wei inexplicably remembered his grandfather who grew up.

What a strange old man, Fang Wei put aside the memories of his deceased grandfather, picked up the chocolate bar beside him, and looked up and down.

This thing has to be eaten like this, Fang Wei felt very puzzled, at this time, a Qianqianyu hand took the chocolate bar in his hand, only to hear a "sizzle" sound, when the chocolate bar appeared in front of Fang Wei again, the delicious appearance inside was completely revealed.

"Oh, let's eat it."

"Thank you."

Fang Wei took the chocolate bar handed back by Guan Yeluo, and took a bite carefully, at the moment when the chocolate was entered, Fang Wei felt an extremely sweet taste, which rushed straight towards his Tianling Gai, and his body, which was originally a little cold, gradually began to warm up.

"It's delicious."

"Well, it tastes great."

Fang Wei said while chewing chocolate, Guan Yeluo squatted beside him, holding his chin with both hands, and looked at Fang Wei blankly.

"Fang Wei, is General Xia powerful?"

"You're stronger than me, you won't be able to tell."

"Oh, my current character is an ignorant flower girl."

Fang Wei looked at Guan Yeluo with a black question mark on his face, and the chocolate bar stretched out to his mouth stopped.

"Ye Luo, are you sick, this is not like you, where did you go in the cold morning, wait, you can't be fake, who are you! Ah! ”

Fang Wei touched his smoking head with his hand, looking aggrieved.

Guan Yeluo blew his hand and said.

"Now do you think I'm real or fake?"

"Really, really."

"Hmph, this girl is experiencing life, what do you know, I originally wanted to accompany you, it's really heartbreaking."

Guan Yeluo stood up as he spoke, walked back to the café, and left Fang Wei alone outside.

Fang Wei just wanted to whisper a complaint, but suddenly, Fang Wei found that Guan Yeluo had left a space ring in the place where he was.

Fang Wei urged the spiritual power into the space ring, and found that there was this steaming meal and this quilt inside.

Fang Wei raised his head in emotion and said in the direction of the café.

"Thank you, Ye Luo.".

Inside the café, Guan Yeluo, who was leaning against the door, seemed to hear Fang Wei's voice, smiled, and then walked towards the back room.

This scene also made Martha look in her eyes, revealing an aunt's smile.