Chapter Seventy-Five: He Chao's Story (2)
But this is just unbearable, for the withdrawn He Chao, the world is his own, and the life and death of other people really have nothing to do with him. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
He Chao continued to walk forward, but only took two steps, and He Chao listened again, not because he was moved by compassion, but because he asked himself a question.
"Lu Bu, do you want to help?"
He Chao is already deeply addicted to his 'game', and no one knows how Lu Bu answered him, but it is not difficult to guess the answer from He Chao's figure walking towards the depths of the green belt.
"Where are the rats making trouble here!" He Chao yelled.
As soon as these words came out, there was an immediate commotion in the green belt.
The woman felt that she was saved, and shouted twice loudly for help, but then she was slapped several times.
I heard the man say in a panic: "My grass, my eldest brother has found out!" What are we going to do? To run or not to run? β
"Run your mother B, don't you see it's a ** cub!" The eldest brother waved his hand and knocked on the man's head, and said again: "Go!" Solved him! β
The man muttered a few words dissatisfiedly, picked up the knife and walked outside the dense woods, and when he saw the child in front of him, he smiled and thought: "What kind of society is it, just this kind of little hairy child dares to see righteousness and bravery?" β
He Chao saw someone coming out and asked again, "Where are the rats making trouble here?" β
When the man heard this, the smile on his face widened, and he said with a smile: "You fucking learn more vernacular literature, hurry up and get out of Lao Tzu, provoke Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu unloaded you today!" β
After speaking, he didn't forget to compare the dagger to He Chao a few times, in this man's heart, he always felt that this kind of little hairy child was a good baby in the castle, and his legs must have been weak when he saw the knife.
However, He Chao at this moment is obviously no longer on the list.
Seeing that the man didn't listen to the advice, He Chao rushed towards him with a cruel smile, his two hands clenched into fists and raised high, and the small broken steps under his feet continued.
He Chao may have forgotten that he is just unilaterally thinking that he is Lu Bu now, a naΓ―ve idea, so the result is bleak, and the man kicked him down with a flying kick.
This time it was the man's turn to laugh, he picked up his big pull back shoes, and kept kicking He Chao.
In the grove in the green belt, the eldest brother was relieved to see that his younger brother had not gone wrong this time, and turned his head to continue tearing the delicate clothes under him.
Looking at He Chao again, although he was beaten at the moment, he didn't have a trace of frustration in his heart, he only thought about one thing in his head: "I am Lu Bu, I am the first fierce general of the Three Kingdoms!" β
Seeing He Chao so resistant, the man couldn't help but feel a little unhappy, the longer the time dragged on, the more unfavorable it would be to himself, God knows if his eldest brother would play with the woman to death, he didn't want to play with a corpse without temperature anymore, after all, this thing didn't happen before.
The man looked at the knife in his hand, but unfortunately he was not his eldest brother, he didn't have the courage to take people's lives, but he just increased the strength of his feet and kicked He Chao's head.
Before He Chao fell into a coma, there was still only one thought in his mind: "I am Lu Bu, I am the first fierce general of the Three Kingdoms!" β
The man looked at his pull-back shoes proudly, sighed that the twenty-five yuan was really not in vain, turned around and began to walk into the woods.
But as soon as he turned around, there was a little restlessness behind him, and the man scolded secretly, this kid is really a cockroach!
Before the man could turn around, a cold sweat broke out on his back, and he actually felt a chill on this hot day in June!
The man swallowed his saliva, he felt as if something was wrong, but he didn't have a chance to look at the situation behind him, the root of his neck suddenly hurt, and the man's eyes went black, and he completely lost consciousness.
Standing behind him was He Chao with a sinister face, or it would be more appropriate to say Feng Xian.
At this moment, Feng Xian's eyes were red, and blood slid down his forehead from the top of his head, Feng Xian casually pulled out the dagger in the man's hand and walked straight into the grove.
The woman sobbed helplessly, and since the voices outside had quieted down, she had been in utter despair, allowing the man's hand to fumble around her body.
And the eldest brother, who was immersed in beauty, obviously didn't notice the abnormality outside.
It wasn't until Bong first walked behind the eldest brother that the eldest brother heard footsteps behind him, but this was the last sound he heard, and the dagger was inserted into the back of his heart unbiasedly.
After dealing with the man, Bong Xian did not say anything and quietly left the grove.
Bong Xian sat at the bustling crossroads, looking up at the full moon in the sky and was speechless for a long time.
A dark cloud slowly drifted in, gradually covering the moon, and when the moon completely disappeared, Bong Xian let out a long sigh and began to talk to himself.
"A thousand years have passed in a blink of an eye, and Nanke has a dream."
"This body is too weak, I'll keep it now."
"Call me Fengxian in the future."
A gust of wind struck, taking away the dark clouds from the sky, and the white moon appeared again in the vast starry sky.
No one found out that Feng Xian occupied the master's personality, because He Chao was originally a withdrawn person, a person who was used to loneliness.
For the next six months, in order to improve his physical fitness, Feng Xian did various fitness exercises every day, and then he joined the Sanda Club.
Two months later, he defeated all of his club teammates with a barrage of moves, and he began competing between clubs.
Gradually, the quality of this body is getting higher and higher, and it is becoming more and more convenient to use it first.
Finally, he won the 70kg championship in TJ City, but it was at this time that trouble came.
Feng Xian's outstanding performance was noticed by some people, and some people desperately needed him to join the camp, so one dark night, a group of people blocked Feng Xian's way home.
A lonely figure appeared at the crossroads, walking leisurely forward.
It didn't take long for Feng Xian to notice the group of black-clothed people with an average age of twenty-one or twelve years, and from their eyes, Feng Xian knew that they were looking for him.
"Brother He Chao, please stay!"
Just as Bongxian was about to pass by these people, a shout reached his ears.
Feng Xian hesitated, although these people called He Chao's name, he still stopped, because this name was now what he was using.
Feng Xian turned around and looked at the middle-aged man in black with an unkind face, looking at the situation, this middle-aged man should be the head of these young people.
The middle-aged man saw that He Chao's eyes were not very friendly, although there was no reaction on his face, but he laughed in his heart: "If you win a championship, you think you have the ability?" I'm really young, and I don't understand the truth that two fists are hard to beat four hands. β
He Chao looked at the situation in front of him again, one middle-aged man and twelve young people, and then asked coldly at the middle-aged man, "What are you doing?" β