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Zimo said abruptly, "Yan Haoran, do you know the future?" ”

Yan Haoran was stunned for a moment, then laughed, and asked instead, "What do you say?" ”

Zimo sat on the table and didn't move his chopsticks, Yan Haoran's words had already admitted that he had the power of the future, or rather, he didn't hide it from the beginning, Zimo didn't know, why he was like this, but whatever the reason, in the final analysis, it was to deal with himself.

Yan Haoran took a bite of food for himself and beckoned Zimo to eat.

However, Zimo still didn't do anything.

"I'm afraid of poisoning inside, don't worry, there's no poison!" Yan Haoran said with a smile.

Saying that, Yan Haoran also deliberately tasted all the food, including wine, to signal that Zimo was not poisonous.

Yan Haoran looked at Zimo, who still didn't mean to do anything, and asked, "Why, I've tasted it all, why don't you do it yet." ”

Zimo looked at Yan Haoran and said coldly, "Get used to it." ”

Habit, yes, habit.

He had learned dozens of methods like poisoning food to kill people in the training camp, and even if he had tasted food, there were no less than five ways to kill the enemy.

In other words, if Zimo changes to Yan Haoran's position, he has no less than five ways to control the poison and not die when he eats it, and let him die when the opponent eats it.

At no time should you allow yourself to try something that threatens your life, it's a habit.

Not to mention, the other party is Yan Haoran, a person who has mastered the future.

Yan Haoran laughed and mocked, "Hahaha, I know what I despise you the most, that's it, it's not bad to be cautious, but if you're too cautious, it's too timid to do things, right?" ”

Zimo didn't answer him, be cautious, there was nothing wrong, he never doubted this.

If he wasn't careful, he would have died long ago.

Zimo didn't continue to struggle with Yan Haoran on this issue, but asked directly, "What about the black pupils?" Hand over the black pupils, and I'll give you a happy death. ”

After Yan Haoran heard this, he paused for a moment, and then smiled again, it seemed that he was in a particularly good mood today, "Zimo, you are always so direct, but are you sure you can kill me?" ”

Zang Feng clenched, and Zimo stared at Yan Haoran, "I want to try." ”

"The black pupil is still in my hands, you can think about it." Yan Haoran said lightly.

Zimo stared at Yan Haoran, Zang Feng was put away by him, Yan Haoran didn't say anything, but this sentence had already pinched his lifeline.

Yan Haoran drank another glass of wine and said, "That's right, why don't you sit down, have a good talk, and let me tell you my story, or our story." ”

Is it a showdown?

Complex feelings appeared in Yan Haoran's eyes, including nostalgia, pain, and resentment.

He glanced at Zimo and spoke, "You guessed right, you guessed wrong, I don't know the future, but I come from the future." ”

If you don't open your mouth, you will be shocked. From the future, through time, or through time and space, is this kind of thing possible?

Is it possible? Subsequently, Zimo had the answer in his heart, how could it be impossible, in this era, what else is impossible? What's more, according to Yan Haoran's words, he comes from the future.

In the future, it will not be easy to achieve this kind of time travel. After all, the world is changing every moment, and who knows, what will happen tomorrow?

Just like the catastrophe of the last days, the separation of one day is the barrier between hell and heaven.

If that's the case, then this era will be spoiled by these guys from the future.

Fortunately, Yan Haoran's next words dispelled his doubts.

"In the last battle with you, I blew up all my life, and then inexplicably blew up the space passage, came here, and replaced me in this era. However, because of this, my strength has decreased, and my life has disappeared. ”

Yan Haoran didn't continue to dwell on this issue, but said with a smile, "Don't talk about this, let's talk about our story." ”

Yan Haoran's eyes were complicated, and he looked at Zimo, "We were originally friends and brothers. ”

Yan Haoran was silent for a while, Zimo heard his words, and his heart moved, friend, do you have any friends who have gone to the enemy's side? He analyzed the credibility of Yan Haoran's words, and at this time, it seemed that there was no need for him to lie.

The thing he said was the future, the future.

After all, he can say this or not, and he doesn't seem to have the need to talk nonsense.

But Zimo has always believed that if he becomes an enemy in the end, it can only mean that he was not a friend from the beginning.

The self-detonation natal travels through time and space, Zimo guesses that Yan Haoran's natal should also be a time-space natality, and at the moment of the self-detonation of the natal, the power of time and space was triggered and brought him back here.

Yan Haoran was silent for a while, and continued, "We are all righteous people, I helped you, and you helped me. Share the blessings and the difficulties. I thought we'd always be like this. The two of them are at ease in this last days. ”

Yan Haoran paused, "But because of one thing, we have become enemies. We didn't have to, but in the end we became enemies. I don't know whose fault it is. But we have become enemies. ”

"Enemies, the kind that never stops."

Yan Haoran repeated this sentence again, as if to emphasize.

Because I have experienced it, everything will be unforgettable, so I can only become an enemy.

Zimo looked at Yan Haoran, and there was not much fluctuation in his heart, no matter how beautiful the story Yan Haoran said, he would not have too much fluctuation.

Yes, stories, it's like listening to a story, a strange story, a story that you have not experienced at all, that has nothing to do with you.

Even if there was brotherly love, it was Yan Haoran's, not his own, and from the moment he saw Yan Haoran, he chose to become an enemy with himself.

They are also just enemies, there are not so many bloody stories, there are not so many cliché plots.

Zimo said lightly, "Very affectionate? ”

Yan Haoran nodded, he had long been accustomed to Zimo's nonsensical questioning, of course in the future.

"People who are not affectionate are reliable, and many times, those who speak of affection become enemies, which are more terrible than villains, and the chances are much greater."

Zimo continued.

Yan Haoran heard Zimo's words, thoughtfully, it seemed that in the past, let's talk about the past, after all, the future is what he has experienced, and Zimo can also tell a lot of truths in this way, which is what Yan Haoran admires, and it is also a point of annoyance.

"So what?"

"So, needless to say about the camaraderie or anything, the story is not beautiful at all. And, aren't we already enemies? ”