While.

This was the first meeting between the long stick and the steel spike.

But Zhang Lingqiu and others felt that their eardrums were broken. Then came a very crisp sound of bones breaking, echoing in the deep underground.

Guan Er looked at the steel thorns in his hand that were twisted into ninety degrees, as well as his dislocated wrist, and a mocking smile appeared on his face.

I haven't seen you for so many years, and you're still so strong.

He held his right wrist in his left hand and straightened the dislocated hand. His bones seemed to be different from ordinary people, and the blow just now should have caused irreparable damage to the periosteum.

But it is clear that there are countermeasures in "nameless" as well.

Guan Er sighed, this fight will still be as difficult as before.

But the problem is, time is running out for him. The "friend" was rushing down, the massive robotic arm opening a web like a monster that nearly swallowed the entire facility.

This is the base where they have been experimenting for a long time. Guan Er didn't understand why it was said above to give it up.

But as always, "Nameless" has already transferred a lot of information early. What is left for the Federation is still a dirty ass.

And the second tube is responsible for the break.

They couldn't guess who the Federation would send, and Guan Er didn't know if his disguise was in place and what the probability was of being discovered. If you don't find out, you'll probably only face ordinary federal soldiers.

But if his identity is guessed by a "friend", the person who comes is not simple.

So when he received the news that Sun Wuru and others were coming to District 1, he thought that he was not exposed. They had come to find Zhang Lingqiu's parents, which he expected.

But the management that fell from the sky surprised him a little.

He didn't expect that he and his brother would meet again, and it would be here.

It's been more than twenty years.

He didn't wait for him at the hospital, he didn't wait for him at the cemetery.

Then don't wait.

The next time we meet, let's kill him.

That's what he thinks, and that's what he does.

Guan Er threw away the steel thorn in his hand, raised his head, and met Guan Shi's eyes. Those eyes are familiar to me, very similar to Guan Qin, but not like him.

The long stick, with the sound of breaking through the sky, has long surpassed the speed that ordinary humans can achieve. In the intervening decades, it seems that he has also undergone genetic surgery. The strength beyond ordinary people, coupled with the mysterious martial arts of the Eastern Kingdom, when it comes to hand-to-hand combat, there are few opponents who are very good.

But what if it is a gift to God?

Wang Qingye has lost, and Zhang Xiaoxiao has also lost. Gifts are not everything, especially in one-on-one fights.

But what if someone of his strength has the gift?

On the ruins, even Zhang Xiaoxiao and the others didn't see it clearly, how did the second person disappear.

I only know, whatever, it's empty.

The long stick, which almost never missed, didn't touch Guan Er in the slightest.

In the corner, a steel bar scattered on the ground also disappeared at the same time.

Guan Er is still there, but no one can see his movements clearly.

Too fast.

His muscles seemed to have adapted to this speed, and under the huge tearing force, the muscle fibers were intact, as if the power that could never be used up was constantly emerging on Guan Er's body.

While.

This was the second encounter, and the inferior steel bar was unsurprisingly folded at 90 degrees.

But this time, it was Guan Shi's wrist that broke.

The potential energy brought by the high speed is like a mountain pressing on the stick of Guan Shi.

No, this is the real mountain. Guan Shi has never felt such power, maybe Su Qi can do it, but it is definitely not as light as the person in front of him.

Swing the stick as if eating and drinking water.

Of course, because twenty years ago, that's how they practiced. Whether it is eating or drinking, it is either on a horse or with a weapon in hand.

They were the sons of Guan Qin and his apprentices.

While.

An intact steel bar was picked up by Guan Er again, and from a strange angle, he met Guan Shi's long stick.

But this time, even the iron rod was bent.

Through the fading traffic lights, they saw Guan Er's figure reappear in the field.

Three blows, less than three seconds passed.

He looked at the iron rod in Guan Shi's hand, and the face that was almost exactly the same as Guan Shi's, with a complicated expression.

It is impossible for this ordinary steel bar to break a stick. He knows what the current technology of the Federation is, and the weapons that can be given to Guan must use the top technology.

But this is a bit ordinary with a stick.

Because it's ordinary, it's a little familiar.

"It's a stick at home." Guan Er's voice was a little hoarse: "Why did you take it out!" You think I wouldn't dare interrupt it?! What if your father left it to you! Did you come back and take a look when he was gone!? ”

Guan was not moved, and his expression was as cold as usual. It was impossible to straighten the bent stick, so he readjusted his breathing, his knees sank slightly, the stick was turned behind his back, and he set himself up in a starting pose.

"Seriously, it's a fight."

Fight? Guan Er was stunned for a moment.

You and I said to fight?

Do you think it was twenty years ago, when we were competing in the courtyard?

Do you think it was twenty years ago, when we went out on the streets to find gangsters to fight?

"Whatever! You are crazy! Guan Er's roar echoed through the facility. The next moment, he disappeared again. The gift called Moment, which turned his figure into a gust of wind. Faster than the wind, but heavier than the mountains.

The power of thinking about Guan Shi day and night appeared on Guan Er.

The world's martial arts, only fast is not broken.

While!

"Knowing that I am here today, I brought an heirloom iron rod! What do you mean! Laugh at me? Before the words fell, Guan even raised his stick to greet him. Guan Er didn't seem to plan to take a trick, and the steel bar was smashed from the top of his head every time, hitting the iron rod in Guan Shi's hand without any fancy effects.

Guan Shi took a step back, and the iron rod was already visibly bent to the naked eye. This is, after all, an ordinary iron bar, ordinary, inferior iron. If you don't wipe it every day, you won't be able to keep it until now. Of course, if you give it to a "friend", make sure to get a brand new stick.

But who can guarantee that this is still the same stick?

The stick that was once held in Guan Qin's hand and beat the two brothers. Now in their hands, it is already a fragile piece of iron. The two of them moved with almost infinite force to tear this stick apart.

At the same time, their hearts are torn apart.

"When Mother is gone! Why don't you come back and take a look! Won't the academy let you go? Yes? Guan Er's figure appeared above Guan Shi's head again, and the sound seemed to pierce Guan Shi's eardrums and go straight to his heart.

This is an eternal pain in his heart

"Don't you know about it? Had all the letters she sent to the academy been intercepted? You say! The new steel bar fell again, and Guan even took a step back, his hands trembling violently, and he could hardly hold the iron rod.

How could he not know about those letters, but he had been underground during the time the news arrived.

Because his body is thin and small, there are some small places, only him and Zhang Xiu are suitable for entering.

On that mission, he had been starving underground for ten days, the food had been eaten, and the principal's signal had not yet arrived.

It was also after that mission that he developed an incurable stomach problem. The "friend" had offered to give him a stomach change, but he refused.

Because when he came out of the ground and received the news that his mother was seriously ill, his stomach also hurt.

Since then, every time he has a stomach ache, he is reminded of that day. It was raining heavily that day, and the explosions behind him were incessant, and Guan was wearing the principal's red coat on his thin shoulders.

The headmaster was rushing back, and the next day, a new tube of potions was delivered to District 1. He was sent to the ward where Guan Shi's mother had been.

The breeze blew the snow-white curtains, but the bed was empty.

Guan Shi didn't go back after all.

Countless patients in the Federation waited for this tube of medicine, but only this one person was missing.

Not all life can withstand the torture of time.

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the child wants to raise but does not wait.

"Tell me! Why! Guan Er picked up the new steel bar for the seventh time, without the slightest hesitation, without any mercy, the strong wind carried at high speed, with more than 20 years of resentment, all vented on Guan Shi.

Guan even saw the shadow of the past in his eyes. He had plastic surgery, and even his pupils became the same tan as him.

But inside, it's what he looks like.

For twenty years, he has been chasing Guan Shi's back. But today, he stood in front of Guan Shi. Like a mirror, the face that was exactly the same as Guan Shi revealed a madness that he didn't have.

He couldn't answer his question.

His stick could not be stopped.

So, his weapon broke.

The iron rod that Guan Qin handed over to him was finally broken in his hand after twenty years of wind and rain.

Just like that serious face, it disappeared irretrievably into the wind.

It's all gone, and now even this stick has to be taken with them.

Iron filings turned into dust and floated in front of Guan Shi's eyes. A sharp pain in his wrist came, and Guan frowned in pain.

The rebar in the pipe was inserted into his chest. The iron thorns, twisted steel bars, rubbing against the sternum, like a piercing grinding sound, sounded clearly in Guan Jin's mind.

A little, and a little, time slowed down, and he looked at Guan Er's face close at hand, and the steel bars slowly pierced his chest without a little hesitation.

"I'll win this fight." Guan Er's hands were full of blood, he had killed countless people in half his life, but he only felt that today's blood was the hottest.

It was as hot as the few drops of blood in my mother's palm twenty years ago.

But Guan Shi looked at him, but he just smiled.

This smile has the kind of gentleness that Guan Qin does not have.

The next moment, his right foot took a step forward, driving his body, the steel bar rubbing against his chest, but the painful expression on his face disappeared.

"Legs...... Too straight. As soon as he opened his mouth, blood poured out of his throat. The voice couldn't be softer.

But hearing these three words, Guan Er was stunned.

The legs are too straight. This is the most common phrase that Guan Qin says to them. If a person who practices martial arts cannot take root in the earth with his feet, he loses his strength.

For this gifted operation, Guan Er hasn't practiced martial arts for a long time.

Even though the steel bar passed through Guan Shi's chest, his knees were slightly bent, and he was still firmly in place.

The wind and rain blow, and it does not move like a mountain.

The iron rod in his hand is still half of it. He pressed it on Guan Er's chest.

The next moment, the power that belongs to Guan Shi is vented without reservation.

In the same position, with the same movement, the iron rod passed through Guan Er's chest. On the right side of the heart, not a fatal wound.

Two photos, falling out of shattered clothes. The photographs were placed in the heart, and if the tube was aimed at his heart, the two pictures would have been shattered.

"I've always ...... Didn't ask. Why...... Make it my ....... Looking at his brother's unfamiliar face, he forgot what he looked like. He is not his own brother, and when he grows up, the two should be completely different.

Twenty years have passed, and it seems like just yesterday, and it seems like a lifetime has passed.

Looking at the photo of falling out of his chest, Guan Er's heart hurt a little, more painful than the pierced chest.

Some of the faded photos show the woman he loves the most, looking at the brothers.

This time, she finally got her wish.

"Why?" In Guan Er's eyes, two lines of tears flowed down his cheeks.

The brothers' agreement has ended. But there are some agreements, but they can never wait for the result.

"Because before my mother died, she asked you why you didn't come home."