Ignoring the surprised gazes of passers-by, ignoring the cheers of the countrymen and the shouting of the sticks, the night faded slowly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The matter of taekwondo gyms is an individual case, but you can also see the whole picture when you look at it. Sometimes disputes are caused by these small frictions, which are inevitable trends, but this is not something that he should consider as a civilian.

Originally, he was going to make a move, after all, this is China's territory, and it is not the turn of some outsiders to come here to spread wild. But he still underestimated that in this country with a large land and abundant resources, the Chinese nation has a long history, and the historical records alone are more than 5,000 years. The long history and vast land are enough to water countless talents, and where can a few grasshoppers crush one head?

As he walked, he happened to see the old man at the entrance of a kindergarten, and he was still dumbfounded.

His big hand was holding a girl's small hand, the girl was still very small, and the old man took her hand and leaned over slightly.

He bent down, and the girl fed him the snack he had just bought, which could accidentally rub into his face and stick to his beard.

The girl laughed, he laughed, the girl smiled innocently, very brightly, he smiled a little silly, a little stupid.

Later, when I got closer, I saw the old man take out a small notebook and read it in his mouth: "Pick up my granddaughter from school at five o'clock, and then I have to go grocery shopping・・・・・・ I have to do my homework after eating, I can watch TV at seven o'clock, I have to play with Xiao Qi, I have to go to bed before nine o'clock, and I have to take a bath before going to bed・・・・・・"

Listening to the old man's voice, Ye Yin understood, he knew why the old man looked a little stupid. It turned out that he had Alzheimer's, and he couldn't remember many things, and he still needed to write them down in a notebook. But even so, he was still thinking about his granddaughter in his heart, and when he saw the plaque insulting Chinese kung fu, he couldn't help but take action.

Maybe he is old and stupid, but his sincere heart is hotter than any young and healthy person.

This is a respectable person.

Seeing two happy figures, one big and one small, slowly leaving, the night was faint and faint, "One day, I will be old... At that time, who will accompany me ... ”

As soon as the time flickered, it was dark, and a person stood on the rooftop, looking at the brilliant lights below, and a person silently puffing out smoke rings.

Looking at the bright moon in the sky, Night Shadow muttered softly, "The underworld can't find the clues of Mengyu, where is she... Moon, you ... Can you tell me... ”

Perhaps it was this question that stumped the moon, and a heavy cloud drifted in, obscuring the bright moon and the bright moonlight.

Night Shadow laughed silently and shook his head, "Moon, moon, can't even you answer my question?" That in the end ... Who can answer me, my love, my pursuit, where are you? ”

Looking at this dark cloud, the night was a little displeased, and said why did you hide the moon, why didn't you let her answer my question?

Faintly, he felt that the dark clouds were a little weird and ominous. He thought it was his own subjective consciousness, the illusion brought about by it, but as far as his eyes could see, he suddenly saw a deserted road not far away, and two people were chasing each other.

One person runs, one person chases.

"Murder?" The Night Dead frowned, then rode the wind and flew past.

If he can, he doesn't want a living life to die, if he doesn't see it, he just wants to help. He didn't want to make himself look like he was indifferent to life, even if his palms were covered with blood, he didn't want it to stain his mind. Those who should be killed are enemies, friends are used to protect, and passers-by are to be treated equally.

The first one was a young man with a heroic face, covered in blood, and he ran a little bumpy, which should have hurt his foot.

The latter person is a middle-aged man with a sparse beard, medium build, gloomy expression, and his dark coat makes his temperament even darker.

This is not a simple chase, this is not two ordinary people, when the first one will hit a few copper beans back from time to time, emitting a pale yellow light, only the Taoist can see.

Gloomy men often reach out and grab a cloud of black gas and throw it out like a ball.

The night, the black clothes, the black gas, the whole person is full of evil aura. I almost wrote four words on his face - I am a bad person.

There is obviously a big difference in the strength of the two, the heroic young man ran very hard, covered in blood, and the copper beans he shot out also lost his head. And the gloomy man, but his body is clean and tidy, walking like the wind, if he didn't have any scruples, I'm afraid he would have been able to get close to him.

After roughly distinguishing the positioning of the two, the night wind fell and stopped in front of the two.

The young man ran hard, thinking about throwing a handful of copper beans behind him, exuding a faint yellow halo, like a holy moonlight.

The man in black stepped out of the way, but because of his large number and scattered, one of them rubbed against his sleeve, and suddenly a [呲呲] sound sounded, burning off a corner of his sleeve.

The man's face was gloomy, one hand was in the shape of a lotus flower upward, his palm trembled, and wisps of black aura appeared out of thin air, like ropes, twisted together, and formed a small ball, beating like a flame.

The black flames, exuding an ominous charm, make people feel weird at first sight.

"This is a move, and I want your life!" The man in black stared, and instantly threw out a black 'fireball'.

The young man had a chill down his spine, gritted his teeth, took out a silver rune paper from his arms, and slapped it towards the black fire.

"Bang!"

Two opposing forces, colliding together, seem to produce a qualitative change. With a slight explosion, the young man was carried upside down by the impact of the explosion and flew upside down a few meters. The last butt sat on the ground, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, his hands covered his chest, and he stared at the man in black opposite with a fierce face.

The man in black clapped his hands and said with a cruel smile, "Yes, you really have a back hand." But... How many more of these precious silver talismans do you have? ”

The young man stared at him angrily, unwilling, but helpless, how precious the silver talisman was, the only one was left to him by his grandfather when he was a child. I haven't been willing to use it, make a thought, but now I am not forced to use it, but I still can't avoid the fate of death.

"Don't struggle, just do what you should do with herbs."

Looking at the man in black who was getting closer and closer to him, the young man secretly made up his mind, but there was an extra grenade in the hand he was carrying behind his back. I made up my mind, "Even if I die, I will never make a medicine!" ”

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, ・・・・・・

Looking at the man in black who was getting closer and closer, the countdown to the young man's death also entered, just when the other party was only one step away from him, and his grenade ring was about to pull away.

(To be continued.) )