When she saw the man who was full of despondency and decadence, Zhao Yaqing's mood was very complicated.

I can't imagine that the young talents who have been in the limelight on the university campus for only three years have fallen to this point at this moment.

How did he end up like this?

Zhao Yaqing remembers that in his junior year, he was invited to participate in the competition by a well-known music program in China, and finally won the third place in the country, which was already a very outstanding result at that time, and later it was reported that he was signed by a well-known record company.

With his talent, it stands to reason that even if he can't become popular, he can at least become a second-rate star, why is he now reduced to singing and begging in the subway station?

From his empty eyes, Zhao Yaqing could no longer see a trace of the original sharp edge, giving people the feeling that he was a confused loser without any future.

As a former classmate, Zhao Yaqing felt a little at this moment, thinking that she had a crush on him at the beginning...

Although he is an old classmate, Zhao Yaqing doesn't plan to go over to say hello, in this case, maybe he doesn't want to see his acquaintance, he has the impression that he is a very strong man.

Yes, there is no intersection with each other in the first place, and there is no need to have any involvement in the future.

Good luck to him.

Just when Zhao Yaqing was about to walk away, the brand-name leather bag in her hand was suddenly torn off from behind-

……

When Xu Hao regained consciousness, the first thing he saw was not the bloody city full of killing and death, nor the legendary ghostly Yama Hell, but a noisy subway tunnel with people coming and going.

At this time, he was sitting in an inconspicuous corner by the tunnel, wearing dirty, old black leather and long jeans, and holding a brown guitar covered in scratches.

In front of him, a blue and white hat sat upside down, with several coins and a few coins inside.

The flow of people passed him continuously, and occasionally someone gave him a quick glance and hurried away.

"I—I'm not dead?"

Xu Hao blinked vigorously, looked down at his hands, and carefully looked at the surrounding environment and his own outfit, some familiar memory fragments came to his mind, and he gradually recognized this place.

How can it be...

How did I get back here?

Xu Hao's eyes were full of confusion and surprise, even if he had experienced so many life and death killings, his psychological quality had already been honed to be tough enough, but everything in front of him was full of mysteries, which still shocked him.

He eagerly touched his pocket, took out a straight mobile phone with many cracks in the screen, and turned on the power to check the time with a slight trembling hand.

December 23, 2015!

Boom -

Xu Hao's mind seemed to explode with a muffled thunder, and it was blank in an instant, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

An extremely ridiculous thought rushed into his heart.

Could it be that I was born again?

Not only did I not die, but I went back to the day before the disaster?!

Xu Hao's eyes became brighter and brighter, his hands were clenched, and his heart fluctuated. However, he quickly regained his composure and began to try to remember what had happened on this day in his previous life.

He remembered very well that if it wasn't all a dream, then if it went the way it was, he would meet one of his college classmates here, and soon she would be robbed by a man in black and later injured by a fall.

In his previous life, he, like everyone else, watched this happen, and no one came to his aid.

As if to confirm his thoughts, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd.

A man in black with a black round hat quickly shuttled through the crowd, holding a dark blue brand-name leather bag in his left hand, although there were many people, his body was still as nimble as a loach.

"Stop him! He snatched my bag! ”

A woman's anxious shouts rang out from the crowd.

In the subway tunnel, many pedestrians stopped, or looked at each other, or stepped on their feet to look, and many people just watched the man in black pass by them, indifferent.

"It's exactly the same..."

Xu Hao lowered his head, smiled lightly, and took out a five-dime coin from the hat in front of him.

Just as the man in black rushed in front of him.

Xu Hao's face was calm, he didn't raise his head, and the two fingers holding the five-point coin flicked forward seemingly casually.

At the same time, the man in black who fled forward immediately let out a cry of "ouch" and fell to the ground.

I saw him clutching his right knee, looking pained, and the brand-name leather bag he snatched fell beside him.

The crowd of onlookers nearby exclaimed in surprise and dispersed.

Xu Hao hung the guitar behind his back, walked to the side of the man in black who fell to the ground with an indifferent expression, and leaned over to pick up the brand-name leather bag on the ground.

That's when --

A figure quickly approached Xu Hao, holding a sharp dagger in his right hand, and stabbed Xu Hao's back from behind.

Xu Hao's expression was as calm as water, his body was slightly sideways, and he just dodged the tip of the dagger, and at the same time, his right hand accurately grabbed the wrist of the person who came.

Without waiting for the sneak attacker to react, Xu Hao's figure had already shifted to the other side, and his wrist was pulled and broken suddenly, and the next moment, the crisp sound of broken muscles and bones sounded-

Yes!!

The attacker let out a terrible scream, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground, and his eyes were full of horror and pain.

"Look for death!"

Another loud shout came from behind, and before Xu Hao could turn around, the person who came had already smashed Xu Hao's head with a punch.

"Humph!"

Xu Hao's face was slightly cold, and he turned sideways to avoid this punch.

The person who came seemed to be a practitioner, and after the heavy punch failed, he hit a few hooks and horizontal punches in a row, and the punches were very sharp.

But Xu Hao's body was like a leaf fluttering in the wind, walking like a leisurely stroll, and the attacks of the people were easily resolved one by one, making the latter shocked and angry.

At this time, Xu Hao had already seen the face of the person who came, a young man of twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with dyed yellow hair, wearing a gray windbreaker, and a fierce face.

Seeing that all his attacks were in vain, the dyed-haired young man seemed to be in a hurry, and raised his foot in anger and kicked a high kick.

This time Xu Hao finally made a move, he crossed his hands, grabbed the right leg of the young man in the windbreaker, and swept the lower knee of the dyed young man with his left foot, and the latter suddenly fell to the ground heavily, his face turned white in pain, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Instead of coming to help, two of his accomplices took the opportunity to blend in with the crowd.

The young man with dyed hair stood up in pain, glared at Xu Hao angrily, and looked like he was going to fight hard, when a cold cry came from the crowd:

"The ideas are hard, they're all scattered!"

The face of the dyed young man changed for a while, and he pointed at Xu Hao and gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, this matter is not over!" ”

Xu Hao didn't even look at him: "Before I change my attention, get out of here." ”

The dyed young man's face turned blue, and he nodded and said, "Very good, you wait!" He snorted heavily before turning to leave.

The crowd of onlookers was stunned.

They didn't stop the three men who left in embarrassment, and more people turned their eyes to Xu Hao, who was standing in the middle of the subway tunnel with a blank face.

A few changes occurred in an instant, and three men-inspiring adult men, one of whom obviously practiced a few sanda kung fu, were actually cleaned up by a wandering singer who looked down-and-out and inconspicuous.

Almost all of them had a look of surprise in their eyes.

Among them was Zhao Yaqing, who was robbed of her purse and chased after her.

Xu Hao picked up the dark blue leather bag on the ground, glanced at Zhao Yaqing on the other side, then walked over and handed her the leather bag, and said lightly: "It's been a long time, this is yours..."

His impression of the fashionably dressed beautiful woman in front of him was still on the college campus, and she was dressed plainly, delicately and quietly. After a few years, a lot has changed.

Zhao Yaqing's hair was a little scattered, and her face was slightly red with a white melon seed face, which was left after running violently, and she took the leather bag handed over by Xu Hao with an unnatural expression, put her hands in front of her abdomen, looked at Xu Hao and said softly: "Thank you, are you okay?" ”

Xu Hao put his hands in his pockets and smiled calmly.

Zhao Yaqing was a little embarrassed, her eyes wandered left and right for a moment, and she was about to say something to break the strangeness between the two, Xu Hao suddenly said, "Can you lend me some money?" ”

"Huh?"

Zhao Yaqing's beautiful eyes that were as clear as water did not blink for a while, and her ruddy little mouth opened slightly, as if she had not reacted. Xu Hao repeated in a flat tone: "Can you lend me some money?" ”

When the onlookers heard this, their expressions couldn't help but become weird...

Ten minutes later

Outside an ATM near the exit of the subway station, Zhao Yaqing took out a stack of 100 yuan red bills, totaling 4,000 yuan, turned around and handed it to Xu Hao, who took it and replied with a flat expression "Thank you", and stuffed the money into his pocket.

Zhao Yaqing was not dissatisfied, four thousand yuan was nothing to her now, and the value of the brand-name leather bag that Xu Hao helped her get back was far more than that.

At this moment, she was more curious about Xu Hao.

When she first met Xu Hao, she sighed that things were wrong, and some of them still looked down on this person more or less.

After all, in today's society, as long as you are sober-minded, able-bodied, and it is not difficult to find a job, why abandon your self-esteem and beg?

At that time, Xu Hao gave her the feeling that she was already a waste person who had abandoned herself and lost all her shining points.

But after close contact, she felt as if Xu Hao had changed as a person.

A person's temperament is easily felt by others.

Although Xu Hao in front of him was still dressed in a down-and-out manner, he couldn't feel the strong decadent atmosphere before at all.

His gaze is deep and calm, he walks calmly and calmly, his posture is as upright as a sword scabbard, it seems to be unremarkable, but every move gives people a sense of maturity and stability. Standing beside him, there was an inexplicable sense of security.

Zhao Yaqing has been engaged in the sales industry after graduation, and is now a regional sales manager in a large company, and she has been in contact with people from all walks of life, and she only sees a similar temperament in some industry leaders.

How can such a person be reduced to singing and begging?

Not to mention anything else, with his previous ability to fight one against three, it is more than enough to be a bodyguard.

What happened to this man to make him the way he is?

Thinking of this, Zhao Yaqing smiled and said, "Fortunately, you are here this time, otherwise those pickpockets will succeed." As a token of appreciation, shall I treat you to a meal? ”

She deliberately wanted to help Xu Hao, and by the way, she learned about the situation of this old classmate through this meal, and thought that Xu Hao would readily agree, but she didn't want Xu Hao to shake her head and said, "I'm sorry, I'm still in a bit of a hurry to do, next time." ”

Zhao Yaqing raised her eyebrows and forced a smile: "That's it, that's okay..."

She rarely takes the initiative to invite a man to dinner, usually other men try their best to invite her, but she didn't expect to be rejected this time, and the psychological gap is a bit big.

"Goodbye."

Xu Hao didn't seem to see the depression on Zhao Yaqing's face, said lightly, and turned to leave, but didn't take a few steps and turned around and said, "Oh, that's right-"

His expression was a little solemn, "If you come across some colorful balls of light in the near future, remember, be sure to catch them!" ”

"It's your only hope of survival."

After saying this, Xu Hao strode towards the roadway outside.

Zhao Yaqing looked at his back, her cheeks bulged slightly, she couldn't help kicking her feet, and whispered, "What, it's really..."

……

After leaving the subway station, Xu Hao rushed directly to the city center.

Although he didn't know why he was reborn, Xu Hao knew that if everything happened as in his previous life, then at twelve o'clock at noon in the near future, a great change would take place in this world, when the terrible red mist virus would descend on the earth and quickly envelop the entire earth.

More than half of all humans will be infected with the virus, and there is no cure.

Within twelve hours, they will start to have a cold and fever, headache and vomit blood, and then the skin of the whole body will begin to blacken, swell, and fester, and more than 90% of the infected people will die within five days, and those who survive the infection will be demonized by the Red Mist Virus and become terrible demons who have lost their minds and lived by killing.

At the same time, most of the creatures on the earth will also be attacked by the Red Mist Virus, in addition to the dead, there are countless demonic monsters that have been created, and they have frantically poured into the bustling cities of mankind, like the walking dead, wantonly destroying and killing, and the world has instantly become purgatory.

It would be the greatest catastrophe in human history, and no one would be immune. Even a powerful state apparatus cannot stop the end of mankind.

In this case, only by becoming a strong enough demon hunter can you survive this disaster.

And what Xu Hao has to do now is to seize this vitality.