This midsummer night should have been a starry sky with a bright moon hanging high in the sky, but today's night was a little different from usual. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The night fog hit, and under the hazy moonlight, there were not a few stars in sight, and the sky was not pure black, but a boundless deep blue in the black, stretching into the distance, far away.

The moonlight appeared and disappeared through the slow-moving black clouds, and a strange figure stood at the corner of the alleyway not far away.

Yang Fei held on to the wall with one hand, breathing rapidly, covering his stomach with the other, his brows furrowed, turned his head and hurriedly glanced at the empty alley behind him.

"Damn!" he scolded, clutching his stomach and running forward again, his grandfather's earnest voice flashing back to his head.

"Good grandson, grandpa just made up a hexagram for you, today you should not travel, you must not approach the beautiful girl. ”

"Good grandson, remember what the old man said, grandpa won't lie to you!"

Damn! Yang Fei couldn't help but curse again.

"After I go back, I must make that old man look good, so that he can't die, he talks nonsense, it's really accurate!"

The heavy and messy footsteps behind him gradually approached, and in the panic, Yang Fei slammed into the telephone pole in front of him at the corner, and the impact force made his body bounce directly backwards and slammed it on the ground, and his body was paralyzed to be knocked apart.

'Ah' Yang Fei wailed in pain, slapped his brain hard, forced himself to wake up, and repeated those words over and over again in his heart, he couldn't stop, couldn't.

In this one vacancy, the group of bad students with baseball bats in their hands behind him had already turned the corner, and the moment they saw him hit by the telephone pole, there was unstoppable schadenfreude and sinister light in their eyes.

Yang Fei shook his head vigorously, stood up with his support for the wall, and a large bruised bag had already appeared on his forehead, faintly purple and terrifying under the dim yellow light.

"Yang Fei! You kid will definitely not be able to run away today! You dare to kiss our eldest brother's horse in public, making our eldest brother lose face! You kid is tired of life!" A burly man with small eyes at the front of the crowd yelled at him.

Yang Fei took a bite of the man after hearing this, and when he said this, his mind suddenly recalled the kiss two hours ago, and licked his lips and smacked his lips when he thought about it.

It's worth it, kissing the goddess and being beaten, it's not a loss.

The footsteps behind him were getting closer and closer, Yang Fei stepped on the steps floating under his feet and ran hard into the distance, and suddenly in the next second, his back was slammed by a heavy thing, and the steps under his feet were already vague, and the body was uncontrollably rushed forward about two meters by this impact, 'wow', a mouthful of blood had been spit out of his mouth, his breathing was rapidly rising and falling, and cold sweat had slipped down his forehead, which showed how strong the stick was.

The pain in his back made his body twist uncontrollably, and his face grinned, bastard, and learned, seeing that people couldn't catch up, he directly switched to a bat to chase first.

Glancing at the bat that rolled aside, Yang Fei angrily wanted to throw it directly into the Pacific Ocean, but he didn't let the anger burn his mind, tried to calm himself down, looked at the bat again and took a deep breath, brother, you hit me just now, let's repay the favor now.

Raised his hand and held the bat in his hand hard, bent his knees to let himself sway and stand up again, he had been beaten up just now, but he Yang was not fatal, it was a downhill, he was beaten and rolled down, now, his body has reached the limit, since he can't run, then fight.

Yang Fei looked up at the group of people chasing behind him with a smile, raised his hand and slowly wiped the blood that was still flowing out of the corner of his mouth, but there was no trace of softness on his face full of smiles, faintly exuding a blade-like coldness and coldness.

"When Grandpa first came to the road, you were still pretending to be a good son in front of your parents, it was really getting more and more boring, you could come out and bark when there were many people, what else could you do?

Yang Fei moved his mouth, then spit out a mouthful of blood, and the hand holding the baseball bat tightened.

"Yes, who can compare with your family, there is a grandfather big liar in the family, and there is your grandson playing hooligan outside, your family is really amazing! haha!" The man saw that Yang Fei did not run away again, and he also stopped, and confronted Yang Fei like that, saying evil words by the way, and he was never tired of it.

"You have a kind, say it again!" The anger on Yang Fei's body suddenly spread, and in this dark night, he seemed to turn into a lion on the verge of an emotional outburst.

"What's wrong with that? Do you dare to say that your grandfather is not a liar? Every time I see someone, I pretend to pinch my fingers and count, what do I say, you should not go out today, the child is black, there has been a bloody disaster recently, grandpa just calculated a hexagram for you, today you are not suitable for this and not for that, the key is that there are still people who believe it, your family's money is all foolish, haha!"

"You don't look at yourself in the mirror, can you compare with our eldest brother? Wenwen was born with a little white face, did your grandfather calculate it for you, did you grow up to be a rich girl or married to a man!haha!"

The man laughed with the brothers as he spoke, Yang Fei was silent with a calm face, and the man raised his hand and shook his fist backwards when he saw this, and there was a dumbness behind him.

"Yang Fei, let me tell you, if you kneel down and call Lao Tzu three times Grandpa, Grandpa will let you leave today, otherwise, let your grandfather, who is called a living half-immortal, send an immortal to save you!"

After speaking, he snatched the baseball bat from the hand of the person next to him, and pointed directly at Yang Fei, who was hanging his head and had anger and bloodshot in his eyes, and let out a mocking sound, with a haughty look on his face.

Yang Fei's fists gradually clenched, his eyes had turned red, and he said that he could, and he didn't allow anyone to say that his grandfather was not!

"With that said, let's get started. I'm sorry to my grandfather now, it's too late!" Yang Fei's waist slowly straightened, with a heavy cold air in his eyes, and a cold in the cold.

"Haha, joke, I want Lao Tzu to apologize to your grandfather, unless you kneel down! Haha! brothers, go on! hurt the most, go back to the eldest brother and get a reward!"

The night was thick, like dark and cold blood flowing from a rotting corpse, winding across the sky and the earth, the tall buildings were blurred by the darkness, and everything in front of them had been covered with a layer of mist, and the whole thing became hazy and blurry.

Yang Fei's body curled up on the ground and twitched, the floor under him was covered with blood, and the cold air of the night was like a little snake excited by the smell of blood, silky into his body, stealing the only heat flow.

He barely kept his eyes open and looked at the wailing crowd not far away, and his breathing gradually became weak.

He looked at the young man in front of him who was holding a knife in his hand, his face was pale for a while, a touch of mockery hung on the corner of his mouth, and the speed of blood flow in his abdomen was like turning on a faucet, flowing outward, but Yang Fei looked at the young man with extremely cold eyes without feeling.

When the leader was about to rush up again, he was stunned by the scene in front of him, and raised his hand to punch the frightened young man beside him: "Who made you show your knife! Bastard! Get out of here!"

Scold.

Sure enough, garbage.

At this moment, Yang Fei had no strength to get up from the ground again, he was very glad that he knocked Wang Dong unconscious at the previous moment, otherwise maybe this person who was stabbed by a knife would be Wang Dong, that kid owes himself a life, and I don't know if he will cry when he wakes up tomorrow and sees his appearance.

His eyes were getting more and more tired, and the houses he could see in front of him were shrinking several times and several times, hazy, faintly, he saw a figure and the group of garbage together, that figure was so familiar, but he was no longer able to support the upper and lower eyelids, his mental power had been quietly dissipated, and he couldn't see everything around him more and more, in the daze, he saw a dazzling bright light flashing, and then he was deeply submerged in the figure, and then he wanted to look at it, it was already dark in front of him, and he couldn't even breathe quietly.

Only the sentence he wanted to shout before he fell unconscious was his only obsession, Wang Dong quickly dodged!

I don't know how long it took, Yang Fei felt that his breathing became extremely uncomfortable, there was something around him squeezing him hard, when Yang Fei felt that his breathing became smooth and he could hear the sound, but what came into his ears was a deafening thunder mixed with an old sigh.