Ask yourself, Han Xing doesn't think he has any disdain for "that being". He even thought that it was impossible to defeat it on his own, so he put down his face and sought refuge from his father. to be able to form a well-equipped army. A strong army was formed, which was quite well-equipped, with soldiers and guns.

Such a force can almost run rampant in this world. Even if it is a handful of powerful countries, whether it is brutal or not in the face of such an army needs to be carefully considered.

But it's still not enough. In the corner where the cold star couldn't see, there were things he still hadn't expected.

The tentacles of "that being" have extended beyond the imagination of the cold star.

The existence that had been sworn to protect desperately had been completely exposed to danger. If the cold star knew about it, he would be so helpless that he would be angry and crazy.

Because he had already sorted out his clothes, he went out to prepare for Hantuo on the street. As usual, when I walked out into the street, I suddenly noticed the extremely unnatural gaze that had been following me.

If it were an ordinary person, it would be unnoticeable. But Han Tuo, who has been accompanying his superhuman-like father Han Xing to do actual combat exercises, has long been as sharp and strong as a beast.

In broad daylight, did you blatantly follow you?! What do you want to do in broad daylight?!

Han Tuo looked behind him with the help of the steel support rod of the roadside lamp, the blurred mirror effect reflected in it. Faintly, a dark figure emerged from behind him, and then flashed.

Quite vigilant!" he exclaimed, in a low voice. The other party doesn't seem to be an idle person. Sharp as a hungry wolf stalking its prey.

Obviously in such a crisis, Han Tuo himself laughed softly. With young blood rushing in his chest, he can't deeply feel the rarity of a peaceful life. Han Tuo, who has just graduated from middle school, is only sixteen years old, and he is still a semi-mature person who is about to enter the ranks of high school students. He was clearly looking forward to a magnificent adventure more than a peaceful and peaceful day.

This is probably the "bear child gene" that every boy in Hantuo's body is doing. I am not afraid of how many you can get, but the ease of being able to get it with an order, and then it will lose the meaning of fighting hard. Not afraid of difficulties, only afraid that things are too simple.

It's just that I am afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

I can't help it...... Because I'm just so bored. If people can't keep moving forward, they will one day be wiped out in the decay that stands still. Compared with all kinds of difficulties and obstacles, Han Tuo is more afraid of being hesitant all the time.

Then let's have a good time with you!

Han Tuo still didn't know much about the whole situation, and if he found out that the root system was too large later, he would have to inform his father or turn to the police for help. But until then...... There must be something I can do.

Han Tuo thought about this mood, and with a speed, he rushed into a small dark alley next to the street.

The black shadow following behind him was startled, and followed Han Tuo to speed up his pace and rush in. As a professional person, he is first-class, after all, he has also undergone professional training. The fact that his own stalker was able to spot himself even though he was a child was enough to surprise him.

Originally, this alone was enough to explain the excellent qualifications of this young man. After all, this is just a child who is not yet an eighteen-year-old adult, and the ability to perceive himself alone is already precious.

What surprised him even more was that this child was able to respond positively, and he didn't feel the panic of an ordinary teenager in the face of such an emergency. He even had time to glance at himself around the corner, with those meaningful, slightly smiling blue eyes.

As if to say, if you do it, catch up and take a look! Without hiding the banter in it, he challenged his perception of this teenager again and again. This time it directly challenged him, and there was a condescending meaning in it.

This is the method of agitation. At least he knew that. But so what? Even if he perceived it, there were only two possibilities in front of him.

Do you want to keep catching up, or do you just give up and leave here?

Don't be kidding! It's just a little ghost! It's just that this inexplicable tracker can't cross the hurdle of his own ability to know. Stubbornly wanting to prove himself eagerly, he resolutely stepped on the trap laid by Han Tuo.

Should I say that he is worthy of a professional, in this turning alley, he still did not lose the footsteps of his "prey", so even if he was not familiar with the place, he still bit him tightly like a hyena.

This road was the road near Han Tuo's house, and it was only natural that he was very familiar with the terrain. Although it will not be completely exposed, it is possible to use your own advantages to give the chase of the people behind you a little bit of trouble.

However, Hantuo did not do such superfluous things, even if it was troublesome to complete the tracking, there was a great possibility that he could not get rid of it. Even if it wasn't all useless, Han Tuo simply gave up the plan.

Because compared to this, Hantuo has a more easily realized combat method.

This tortuous alleyway is not only unobstructed on the terrain, but also a lot of three religions and nine streams mixed in it. Because of its absolute concealment, there are quite a few rabble gathered here, and even a place where students are explicitly forbidden to enter by Hantuo's original middle school. The people Han Tuo is looking for as a shield are the many people who are not doing their jobs in it.

Because he didn't know where they were, Han Tuo could only keep walking back and forth, expecting to meet the person around the corner by chance as if he had won the lottery.

Of course, it was just a shield, and Han Tuo didn't really expect them to deal with the tracker behind him.

At one moment, the footsteps of the Forwarder and the Ignorant overlapped perfectly, and even the tracker behind them could not tell what was different.

The footsteps turned in one direction and walked straight ahead of him, expecting to meet at the intersection where he had a lot of money. He sneered, a sense of relief in his heart. After all, he was just a child, and he wanted to get rid of himself by relying on complicated terrain, which was a good idea, but he was dizzy after three strokes. Now he was still rushing straight towards the person he was about to throw away, and this young man's ability was probably no more than that.

He had already made up his mind in his mind that when he waited for the figure to appear around the corner, he would throw him to the ground with a punch, and in this way, his mission on this trip would be considered a complete success.

Because something is involved, it is necessary to investigate him properly.

In this way, there are dozens of targets that have been tracked. As long as you have a simple conversation with that person, even if it is only a few words, it is worth being investigated. Among them, the most suspicious is Han Tuo, who is also in one of such lists.

It's not specifically for Han Tuo, after all, although Han Xing's plan has begun, it hasn't reached the point where it has been discovered by the other party. The result is just an accident, and the veins of many things are intertwined between the accidents, forming a magnificent rhythm. When many accidents develop towards a trend, it can no longer be regarded as an accident, but can be called fate.

The figure in front of him gradually walked in, and the tracker began to clench his fists and charge up. He scurried to the shadow at the inflection point in one step, so as not to expose his shadow by the light. The Shadow's head appeared first, then the torso, and finally the legs, and when the ankle appeared in front of his eyes, it was time for him to punch down with a punch.

He frowned. It can be seen from the posture of the shadow that although the owner of the shadow maintains a certain degree of vigilance, there are still flaws everywhere in the body, and all the key points are wide open. In normal times, this is just a small minion-level opponent, and it can't arouse his interest in the slightest.

It's boring. If I had known that he was so weak, I would have done it directly from the beginning...... With a gloomy mood, he muttered in a low voice. I made expectations without permission, but I felt disappointed without permission. This is the rotten mind of an arrogant person who thinks that the world goes in circles around him, and once he believes that nothing will change.

As it turned out, this was nothing more than wishful thinking on his part.

When the man around the corner finally showed his figure, he also clenched his fists and was about to smash down, but those fists stopped in mid-air with a stunned start.

Both the attacker and the attacked were taken aback.

It's like an innocent game of hide and seek among young children, and if you play between complex terrains, you will be shocked if you play the ghost or the ghost if you bump into each other.

Contrary to what I expected, what appeared in front of me was just a stranger. He has exaggerated colorful hair, a fierce and unusual tattoo on a simple vest, and some strong muscles all over his body. A man who interprets the word bad in general.

It wasn't this person who was tracking down at all! When and when was the "rebagging" operation carried out? He thought with horror.

Because of Han Tuo's exquisite body style, his footsteps basically coincided with the footsteps of this bad forward. If it's a rhythm, you probably won't be able to figure out which one is which. It was such a method of stealing the sky and changing the day, which made him mistakenly think that it was Han Tuo who he was tracking at a certain moment, but he didn't know that he had already changed to another person.

The bad guy was also taken aback by the sudden attack around the corner. Someone he had never seen before lurked around the corner—that's all he could understand—though he somehow stopped his fist in place, and froze in place with a look of surprise that didn't lose himself. What's even more incomprehensible is that it was really just an ordinary fist, not holding any weapons, nor wearing anything like a finger tiger, just a fist.

Do you want to bring me down with such equipment?!

At first glance, he looks like just an ordinary middle-aged man who can be seen everywhere - the makeup technique that actually hides his body and looks like he is completely integrated into the crowd is one of the compulsory courses for stalkers, and it doesn't seem half threatening.

But even so, the attempted attack is an ironclad fact.

If the other party is just an ordinary person, things will be much easier. With such a mind, such a thing is thought of in a bad and evil way. Then he took out a home fruit knife from the lining and stepped forward with a rather vicious expression.

"Hey, brother, it's not very kind to do such a thing! today you must tell me the purpose of your coming here to ambush me......!"

Otherwise, you wouldn't want to walk out of here safe and sound today!

Of course, before he could finish the sentence, a loud "whoosh" slashed past the bad ear and pierced a concrete wall behind him. There was a deep blood mark on the bad earlobe.

It was a bullet. The bullets that were fired without hesitation deliberately avoided the bad position of the brain, and were simply used as a threat.

In fact, there are many ways to intimidate, but he is obviously quite impatient, so he simply took out his pistol and fired it at the other side.

Not to mention that there is no life-threatening so there is nothing to do, when the scythe of death really passes by itself, the fear of death will be like a waterfall. Bad all the body went limp, and just like that, he fell to the ground. There was a foul smell coming from his lower body, and he couldn't say anything when he was clattering.

"It's bad luck...... Waste my time......" he muttered to himself, holding the gun in his palm like this, and making a vigilant appearance.

But no matter how vigilant he was, even in the face of the sobbing and unimpressive minions at the moment, his attention was still distracted for a moment.

This moment is enough.

There are places he doesn't even perceive.

From the top of his head, like a silently crawling gecko, Han Tuo slowly glided down with his limbs propped up on the wall.

"Really...... It's a pretty dangerous thing. As a whisper of thunderous effect rang in the chaser's ears, he wanted to turn around in a hurry.

However, he found that his body was firmly fixed with joint techniques, and he lost the ability to move freely. (To be continued.) )