Whew-

Qin Guan lay flat on the broken ground, the spiderweb-like cracks spread extremely quickly to the surroundings, the thumping sound continued, and around the broken walls, scarlet blood flowed.

Feeling the perception in his mind and the heat flow washing in the meridians, Qin Guan could clearly perceive his own strength, and his physique was constantly getting stronger.

With the powerful self-healing ability, the visible wounds on the fist are recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, the rotten flesh is annihilated, and new flesh is reborn.

At the same time, Qin Guan's faint breath like a residual flame in the wind was also recovering, the flames were growing, and the vitality was bursting out majestically.

In less than half a minute, Qin Guan recovered from being on the verge of death to being able to move in a short time.

"How could it be ?!!"

Seeing this scene, Wang Hu's tiger eyes were almost protruding, like dead fish eyes, his mouth was wide open, and his chin was about to hang to the ground, looking like a ghost.

What the hell is going on???

His attention has never left Qin Guan, and he has not seen him take drugs during the fight, so the fatal injury is good?

This kind of resilience is simply unheard of and unseen, even the descendants of top martial arts families don't have such terrifying resilience, right?

For the first time, he felt a threat and a long-lost fear in Qin Guan, an ant that could be easily eliminated.

"Boy, who the hell are you? Why is resilience so terrifying? Say it, and Lao Tzu may be able to let you go. ”

Wang Hu is also very human, and he recovered his mind in an instant, put away the fear that he felt incredible, and then asked.

"Socialist successor."

Qin Guan regained his ability to move, barely stood up, touched his face covered with blood and dust, and showed a mouthful of white teeth.

"Lao Tzu is asking about your identity? Which family are you from? ”

"Oh ԅ ( ̄ᄇ ̄ԅ), when it comes to identity, then my beginning is not small, I am not afraid of scaring you."

"Don't be foolish, hurry up."

"Stand firm, Lao Tzu is the son of the peasant class, the largest organization in China, the inheritor of the Yanhuang bloodline, the outstanding and outstanding three-good student of Jianghai City, and the successor of socialism in the 21st century......"

“(~_~; )，(๑• . •๑)”

A large list of self-introductions with names and surnames made Wang Hu stunned, and his violent eyes were full of confusion.

“…… What does it mean (゚Д゚)ノ? ”

Wang Hu was entangled for a while, feeling that his IQ was not online, and he had the illusion of being crushed.

After a pause, Wang Hu turned his gaze to the younger brother behind him, his eyes full of curiosity and encouragement.

Recuperate for a thousand days, use the army for a while, little brother, my brother relies on you.

“……”

One of the younger brothers raised his head and collided with Wang Hu's eyes, and there was a faint burst of electric light.

Feeling the expectation in his eyes, the little brother bowed his head gloomily.

At this moment, he is extremely remorseful, he shouldn't have made trouble in kindergarten back then, so that he can graduate from there smoothly, and he will not suffer the loss of no education now.

Wang Hu scolded the waste, and then his eyes fell on the last little brother, and the color of anticipation was even stronger.

"Ahem, (((((ી(・◡・)ʃ)))))."

"Brother Tiger, that kid is entertaining you, he's just a mud-legged man, how can he have any identity."

The younger brother who had gone to kindergarten crossed his hands and had a serious face, and pushed the eyes that were not on the bridge of his nose, and the eyes that were crowded together were full of wisdom.

At this moment, he was radiant.

He has the ambition to guide the country and inspire words.

Think back then, Jin Ge Iron Horse, he was also an excellent student who won a little red flower in kindergarten.

It's a pity that the times are bad and the fate is ill-fated.

“… Why are you fooling me? ”

When he was immersed in his glorious childhood, Wang Hu was full of anger, shame, and remorse... The voice interrupted him.

"Ahhhh!!>∧

He hurriedly raised his head and saw that Wang Hu's eyes staring at Qin Guan were almost spewing fire, and the violent and cold aura swept wantonly, like a purgatory demon coming out of hell, wanting to completely devour Qin Guan.