After hearing this name, my heart suddenly shook: Ran Xuan, Ran? I've heard this surname there, and although it rarely appears, I've definitely heard it. I'm sure that if I was given enough time, I would definitely be able to think about it. However, this Ran Xuan didn't give me a chance to think at all. He walked slowly towards me at the top of the hole, both hands in the pockets of his jacket. It looks like it's really dragging, and it's still expressionless. He walked slowly above the air like that.

Xiao Xiaoyun was the first to lose his breath, and he spat on the ground, as if he despised Ran Xuan's sassy appearance. I know, Xiao Xiaoyun is usually a very calm person. The main reason why he couldn't hold his breath was that the last time he was defeated by Ran Xuan was too simple, and he was easily repelled with just one punch. He thought it was a shame, but I could see his calmness. Xiao Xiaoyun is a person with a very high anti-IQ IQ. He knew that that Ran Xuan defeated him so easily, not by luck, but by absolute strength. So he called Yang, and according to him, one Yang can beat three Xiao Xiaoyun.

I saw Yang and Xiao Xiaoyun fighting against Ran Xuan there, and my dad was aiming a gun at Ran Xuan on the side, ready to shoot at any time. I don't have the hand-to-hand combat ability of Xiao Xiaoyun and Yang, nor do I have my dad's marksmanship. If I shoot rashly, not only may I not hit Ran Xuan, but I may also hurt Xiao Xiaoyun and Yang. So I didn't dare shoot.

I just stood there stupidly, and my dad didn't ask me for anything. I know they can understand me, but I can't understand myself. I hated myself in my heart, why! Why are you so incompetent! I feel like I'm back in the day, I'm just a high school student, I'm a powerless student. Now it seems that the name Xueba is just how funny it is. I haven't even killed chickens since I was a child, and it was only when I was in Qingdao that I became stronger and stronger. At that time, I used to have a best friend......

I'm very good with him, and his learning is about the same as mine. We have always been number one and second in our class, and we are strong competitors in addition to being good friends. But every time I take a big test, a mock test, I never fail him. It was because he lost in the subject of physical education, and he often exercised. It also belongs to the stronger people. Because he is stronger and studies better, he has some pride. I tried to persuade him not to do this, but he wouldn't listen to me. He sometimes gets into trouble, and there's one thing that I don't want to go, and that's why I think I'm incompetent.

It was one day, after school, and my house was not far away, so I walked back. On the way back, I sometimes take out a book and memorize it. When I walked down an alley that I walked through every day and was used to it. I heard some sounds, and those sounds were weird. It's like the sound of sandbags hitting the ground when I'm idle and bored. I looked down the alley, and I saw my former best friend, cowered on the ground with his hands over his head. Several people next to him punched him and sometimes kicked him several times with his body. I watched the men beating my friend with cigarettes in their mouths, and I took a few steps back. This time I stepped back, and my book also fell off, making a "poof" sound.

They heard the silence and turned their heads to look at me. The fierce expression startled me, and he also saw me, his eyes brightened a little, and he said to me, "Weiyang, save me." One of the biggest men heard him call out to me, kicked him, and said to me, "Boy, do you know him?" I trembled and said, "He, he's mine, friend." The man let out an "oh" sound, "Do you want to come and save him?" I looked at the man's fierce eyes, and I quickly shook my head, "No, no. "Then I picked up the book and ran home, running home at breakneck speed.

He didn't go to school for two weeks afterwards and came back two weeks later with bandages on his hands. I saw his eyes, and there was distrust in his eyes, and there was dead silence in his eyes. I knew that the look was probably aimed at me, even if he wasn't looking at me. I also feel like he's watching me.

This incident has always cast a shadow in my heart, and I still remember it clearly. Later, I told my dad, and I also told Xiao Xiaoyun and Yang. Because in my heart, they are already my very good brothers. After I finished speaking, Yang's voice was a little more excited, and he asked me, "What's that person's name?" I replied with some doubts: "His name is Ye Guan." The excitement in Yang's voice was obviously much more: "Sure enough, haha." "I'm really at a loss for the second monk now, "What are you laughing at?" There was even a hint of a smile on the corner of Yang's mouth: "He used to be my junior high school classmate, and we are also good brothers." Although I am a scumbag, he is a top student. At school, our classmates named us 'Double Boss'? ”

"Why am I a bully? Because I used to think of you as you said, we are on the road, and we don't open our eyes and things are coming to us for trouble. I knocked him out with a straight punch. Then the next day he came with five or six men to block my way, and I beat them all up. Then my classmates called me a bully. When Yang said this, he probably didn't think this nickname was very good, so he deliberately coughed twice: "Ahem." I'm not a pure scumbag, or a scumbag in science. At that time, junior high school was studying liberal arts and science together, and in a mock test of liberal arts, I won the first place, and he succumbed to the second. In that last semester, I thought it was fun to study, so I worked hard. Actually, science also took the second, and he took the first. We just keep competing, just like you and him, but it's not exactly the same......" At this time, I saw that the smile on Yang's face was still there, but it made people feel colder, and he glanced at me. I knew Yang was blaming me, and I blushed and lowered my head. Yang walked out of the room.

I saw the scene in front of me, the battle situation has changed a little, the original Yang and Xiao Xiaoyun have the upper hand, and now it is actually him who fights against the three alone, and gradually gains the advantage. Although my dad was so accurate in marksmanship, he never shot a single shot. I don't know why my dad didn't go up and melee anal with them. I've heard that the "ghost knife" is also a very powerful combat technique, but why did my dad just shoot with a gun? I don't know.

But that's another story, I just thought about why I was so weak! I didn't think much about it, I just picked up the knife and rushed towards Ran Xuan. My dad didn't have time to stop it, I had already rushed in front of that Ran Xuan and slashed it hard. As a result, of course, I was knocked away by a punch, but it was this punch that made his defense flawed. was caught by Xiao Xiaoyun and punched hard, and my dad also took the opportunity to hit a shot.

He did a backflip and wiped the corner of his mouth with a trace of blood coming out. Then he looked at us with a smile that seemed to be not a smile. His voice was so cold, even a little cold: "You are here to find that ancient tomb, right here." He pointed to the hole.