The scarred boy quietly took all this into his eyes, but he didn't care. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Actually, you don't have to."

The scar boy greeted and ordered a bowl of noodles, then looked at Jiang Yazhu and said, "This is Miss Jiang Yazhu, right?" ”

Although it was an inquiry, it was in an affirmative tone.

This made Zimo startled, how could this young man know Jiang Yazhu, look at Jiang Yazhu, was that face also a surprised expression, and he even began to think about whether to kill this scarred boy directly.

People or things that are beyond his expectations are always so annoying to him, and this unexpected person is most likely hostile to himself.

Such a person will only be reassured if he is dead.

But the scar boy didn't care at all, and let Zimo guess through Zimo's thoughts, "What, you want to kill me?" It's still so decisive. ”

Speaking of this, the young man's momentum suddenly changed, "However, you can't kill me, at least you now." ”

The cold killing intent in Zimo's heart suddenly disappeared, and he asked rhetorically, "Really?" ”

"You can try." Scar Boy began to eat noodles and exclaimed, "It's really good." ”

At this time, the atmosphere suddenly became weird, Zimo glanced at the young man with scar who was eating noodles, and began to ponder.

"Boss checkout."

Finally, after a long time, Zimo's heart suddenly calmed down, and he pulled Jiang Yazhu to prepare to leave.

Since the appearance of this young man, all the rhythm has been mastered by him, and he must break this rhythm, otherwise he will only be led by the other party.

When the scar boy heard Zimo's words, he paused on the side of his mouth, and then chuckled, "You are always so unexpected." ”

The scar boy began to say to himself, "My name is Yan Haoran, and my parents want me to be a righteous person." ”

Yan Haoran said this, and suddenly raised his head and looked at Zimo, "You say it's ridiculous, but now in this world, Haoran is righteous?" Did it work? ”

Zimo ignored Yan Haoran, but pulled Jiang Yazhu to leave directly, and when he was about to step out of the threshold, Yan Haoran suddenly said meaningfully, "Zimo, the game has begun." ”

Zimo paused and pulled Jiang Yazhu, his face gloomy.

Jiang Yazhu was surprised when she saw Zimo's expression, she had never found Zimo with such an expression.

"He's strong?"

"Very strong, friend or foe." Zimo's eyes were inexplicable.

Jiang Yazhu suddenly asked, "Why don't you kill him." ”

Jiang Yazhu herself was surprised at this moment, at this moment she could say extremely calmly that she would kill someone, maybe people are constantly changing.

Then she suddenly thought of something, and said a little frustratedly, "No, because I'm dragging my feet again." ”

Zimo shook his head and chuckled, "What's going on in your little head?" ”

"He's right, I can't kill him, or even his opponent."

Zimo was suddenly silent for a while and said a word. He had never felt such pressure in front of a peer, where did this teenager come from?

Why do you know so much about him? The haze that had just dissipated in my inexplicable heart was shrouded again.

Zimo's long-lost blood is re-burned, and the unexpected opponent is always so exciting.

It is friend or foe, soldiers will block, and water will cover it.

If you want to come, I'll take it.

The corners of Zimo's mouth hooked, and an evil arc appeared.

Jiang Yazhu heard Zimo's words, and the surprise in her heart was even worse, she had never heard Zimo say such a thing, she couldn't help but worry about the young man.

Jiang Yazhu was thinking about how to comfort the young man, but found that the young man's face was still firm, and he didn't need to comfort him at all, and he had already adjusted his emotions.

The corners of his mouth went up, and Jiang Yazhu could even feel the burning fire in his eyes, and there was a hot heart hidden under his thin body.

Fighting is the only means of resistance, so let's fight.

Jiang Yazhu's heart suddenly rose with a sense of belief, nothing could stop this young man, even if this scar young man was a little unexpected, he couldn't stop this young man.

Yes and no.

One day, this teenager is destined to make his own voice in his way, in this world, in this era.

"Gone."

Zimo took Jiang Yazhu into the academy area, and the academy is always like this, teenagers and girls are in twos and threes, chatting about the future and dreams together.

Every teenager has an unwilling heart in his heart, believing that he must be the extraordinary one.

Zimo suddenly envied these carefree teenagers, what a wonderful student life.

He shook his head, sooner or later, these teenagers will have to face the same battle as themselves, face this reality, and even encounter more difficult things than they have ever encountered.

I'm just a little earlier than them, and I'm already past the level of dreaming. Zimo suddenly made a decision to leave when he reached the fifth level of evolutionary.

It's peaceful, but it's not your own. For oneself, only by fighting will one make oneself progress; Only fighting, will excite yourself; Only by fighting can you make yourself feel the meaning of survival.

Suddenly, an idea popped up in his heart: his life will be full of battles, honor comes from battles, and everything about himself is tied to battles.

To live for battle, to be mad for war, and even, to die in battle.

His bumpy fate will not stop, and he will not stop, because he will never compromise with fate.

"Zimo, I've finally waited for you."

A voice pulled back Zimo's thoughts, and Zimoxun's prestige was the arrogant classmate he hadn't seen for a long time.

An amateur player needs to prove himself to a professional player, but a professional player doesn't.

Zimo faced Cen Pengtian, who was full of fighting spirit, and he really couldn't arouse any interest, and he didn't have any sense of accomplishment when he defeated an amateur opponent.

"Arrogant classmate, you can't beat me." Zimo looked at Cen Pengtian and shrugged unconcernedly.

This kind of attitude of not caring is the most annoying, Cen Pengtian was not arrogant or arrogant at this time, but replied very seriously, "Grandpa said, get up from where you fall." ”

After Cen Pengtian finished saying this, he didn't pay attention to Zimo and launched a rush attack, and even this attack carried a hint of suspicion of sneak attack.

Jiang Yazhu woke up next to him, "Zimo, be careful." ”

Zimo dodged Cen Pengtian's attack, and then, he finally understood what Jiang Yazhu asked him to be careful, good guy, arrogant classmate, this attack method is really all-encompassing.

One moment it's still a wide open attack, and the next moment it's beckoning to your eyes and the middle of your legs.

This teases the yin legs, this gouges the eyes, it is really good.

Even though he didn't kick himself, he still felt a chill between his legs, and it hurt.

Cen Peng's angel came out with the power of his life, and his speed became extremely fast, and Zimo was angry.

Damn it.

Teenagers are never good-natured babies. was found in trouble again and again by Cen Pengtian, and his anger completely exploded.

From the beginning of the fight with An Pei Gousan, he felt uncomfortable, killed a sixth-level evolutionary, tried all means, and walked through the ghost gate, but before he could adjust, he was approached by Yan Haoran.

Now that he is being challenged by Cen Pengtian again, Zimo feels that he is now like a volcano, and he has been depressed, but Cen Pengtian still wants to make that explosive bag and blow himself up completely.

Zimo's eyes were filled with anger, and the cold killing intent surged in his body.

If you want to blame it, blame your bad luck.

Zimo operated his first and second lives at the same time, and dodged Cen Pengtian's attack in a flash, and he used 200% of his strength for this kick.

"Don't."

Cen Pengtian hurriedly controlled his figure, but he still fell gorgeously in the way of a dog gnawing mud.

It's still a familiar recipe, it's still a familiar taste.

Zimo said emotionlessly, "It seems that you will never be able to get up." ”