Chapter XXVII

Just when Zhong Hui thought he was dead, a Tang knife flew in from mid-air.

The tattooed man also suddenly let go, and Zhong Hui, who had lost his last support, also fell down and fell on his back.

Chu Xian, this man who looked like he was in the dust, rushed over at the last moment, with endless anger, his baseball cap had disappeared, and it was estimated that he should have run too fast just now, and he didn't know where he was lost.

Chu Xian's figure was a little rickety, beads of sweat dripping down his forehead, and his eyes were staring at Zhong Hui who was lying not far away.

Even the air was quiet for a while, after all, Zhong Hui and the tattooed man could only be regarded as high-level fighters in front of him, and Chu Xian was a cyra who could set off the monstrous sea.

Once that suffocating coercion is released, no one can resist it, and this feeling has nothing to do with age.

"Thank you for the reminder." Chu Xian said coldly.

"You're welcome, I'm just giving you a dinner in return." Zhong Hui did not accept Chu Xian's thanks at all.

"I already know a little bit about it, thank you for being able to help me take care of her." Chu Xian just used her, but all the discerning people knew that she was Lu Yueyue in Chu Xian's mouth.

The two men actually had a lot of words that they didn't explain, for example, Zhong Hui has been helping to take care of Lu Yueyue, and for another example, Chu Xian is very grateful to Zhong Hui. But the result of the two face-loving men is only one sentence, thank you.

To be honest, Chu Xian didn't expect Zhong Hui to stay here, and he would help because he felt that such a man should not be unhelpful, plus he never had a goal to fight for, so he couldn't understand that kind of brother and sister relationship.

"How is Lu Yueyue?" Chu first broke the silence and said.

"Fortunately, I came in time, and people should be fine." Zhong Hui nodded: "But his purpose should have been achieved, and when I came in, a man was talking to him on the phone." ”

Chu first looked at the tattooed man on the side: "Are you from Qin Sanjiang?" ”

"That's right, I didn't expect the person hiding next to Lu Yueyue to be you." The tattooed man said slightly.

Chu Xian didn't continue to ask, and in an instant his purpose began to become clear.

"Now that you're ready, there's no reason why I shouldn't help you out." Chu Xian said softly, but that casual tone seemed to announce a person's death sentence.

Zhong Hui snorted coldly in his heart and said: "You also have to have a limit to arrogance, okay, this man is almost the same as me no matter how you look at it, you want to solve it so easily in just a few words?" ”

However, Zhong Hui still didn't open his mouth to clarify his thoughts, for him, Chu Xian's arrival meant that his favor had been paid off, and as for the final result, it didn't have much to do with him.

"Don't be wordy, you'll die here today!" The tattooed man roared, and stabbed directly at Chu Xian with both hands clenching the dagger.

Chu dodged first, and picked up the Tang knife stuck in the ground.

Chu Xian slowly took off his baseball shirt, this was the first time he had appeared in his true face.

What happened next even Zhong Hui was dumbfounded, Chu Xian's originally fair skin became red at this time, and the dilated capillaries could be clearly seen under the red skin, which was generally only seen on the sweaty BMW, but the most unexpected thing for Zhong Hui was that a tattoo full of back appeared on Chu Xian's back, which was a picture of the doomsday flood.

On the right shoulder, a seraphim opened his arms and shone with a sword in his hand, and the raging flood above the ground wiped out everything, and the helpless cows, sheep and humans could only cry out helplessly.

"Cyra, it's my name." Chu Xian just chatted with a simple sentence, and then waved the Tang knife.

The straight Tang knife drew a perfect circle in mid-air, and that feeling was like the last endless judgment.

Zhong Hui kept leaning back to avoid being injured by mistake, and the tattooed man was like a great enemy, but he still greeted him with righteousness and awe.

Chu Xian stood in place, with words in his mouth, and at this time, he was like a killing angel who only existed in mythology, ruthlessly harvesting the heads of his enemies.

Zhong Hui subconsciously held his breath and stared intently at everything that was happening in front of him.

This is a curse, a curse that cannot be rewritten no matter how much the tattooed man resists, and this curse has been formed since the moment Chu Xian stepped into this room.

The flat ground exploded, and a super strong wind and wave began to flip around Chu Xian.

Zhong was stunned by the wind and waves, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that the tattooed man who had been invincible just now was already spread on the ground at this time, and dozens of subtle wounds were all over his body.

The tattooed man kept squirming forward, holding Chu Xian's calf tightly with his bloodstained hand, and a bloody handprint was instantly formed, and the tattooed man seemed to hope to use this means to continue to stop Chu Xian's advance.

Looking at Chu Xian's continuous movement, a past event formed in the tattooed man's mind.

One night in the nineteenth year, he was only five years old when he stole a handful of change from a grocery store, he was so hungry that he couldn't even run up, and the grocery store owner with a meaty face found out that he chased after three or two steps, just a punch, he lay on the ground and couldn't get up again, it was the man named Qin Sanjiang who came to him and said to him if he wanted to live another life.

He didn't think about it and said directly Of course, Qin Sanjiang said with a smile, it is also difficult to change your life, and asked him if he had this determination, he nodded heavily, but he said that he wanted to eat a bowl of Yangchun noodles.

Qin Sanjiang smiled and said No problem, but you have to follow me to do something.

What's the matter? He asked

Qin Sanjiang didn't answer but picked him up and walked towards the grocery store owner, the first day he ate that night, Qin Sanjiang served him a bowl of hot Yangchun noodles with his blood-stained hands.

"You have to live, be my right-hand man, and you will be the first to be by my side whenever I need it."

Qin Sanjiang said a lot of things that day, but there was only one sentence in his mind that let him record it.

It seemed that the weather that night was the same as today.

"Boss, I don't seem to be useful, I'm going to rest, it really seems like eating another bowl of Yangchun noodles."

At the moment when the tattooed man breathed, Qin Sanjiang, who was hiding in the building and eating fasting and reciting Buddha, was suddenly stunned, and the Buddha beads in his hand were broken in response.

"Little four..."Qin Sanjiang kept muttering a name in his mouth, a name that he had never called before.

When Lu Yueyue saw Chu Xian, she couldn't hold back her tears anymore and burst into tears.

Chu Xian slowly walked up to Lu Yueyue and gently untied the rope on her body with both hands.

"Why did you come, you scared me to death!" Lu Yueyue hugged Chu Xian tightly and vented her inner dissatisfaction and grievances.

Chu Xian comforted: "I'm sorry, I scared you, it's okay now, we should go." ”

"It's not a dream this time." Lu Yueyue bit Chu Xian's arm hard and said, I don't know if the nakedness of Chu Xian's upper body is too attractive to her or if she can't easily believe that this is a fact, all in all, until Chu Xian's body trembled a little, Lu Yueyue was a little relieved.

"Can you go on your own?" Chu Xian asked thoughtfully.

Lu Yueyue touched her strangled purple ankle and shook her head.

Seeing this, Chu Xian turned his body and squatted down and said, "Come up." ”

Lu Yueyue climbed on Chu Xian's back in three or two clicks, and said curiously: "Wow, why do you have such a big red mark on your back, are you an old boy, the kind in old Hong Kong movies." ”

"It's a legal society now, how can there be a troubled boy, I'm just too hot here, and I have prickly heat." Chu Xian casually made up an excuse.

"Lie to the child, whose prickly heat looks like this." Lu Yueyue said in disbelief.

Chu Xian didn't bother to explain and said, "Give your father a call, he should still be worried about you." ”

Not long after Chu Xian left the abandoned parking lot, more than a dozen black Mercedes-Benzes drove over.

An extremely dignified middle-aged man ran down.

"Yueyue, Yueyue, are you okay?"

The man said restlessly after seeing Lu Yueyue.

"It's okay, why did you come, I've been waiting for you here for a long time." Lu Yueyue said coquettishly.

The man immediately blamed himself: "It's all my father's fault, it's all my father's bad thing, my good daughter, if you have something, how can you let me live." ”

Hearing the man's words, Lu Yueyue also hurriedly interrupted: "Dad, do you have anything to eat?" I am hungry. ”

"Yes, yes, let's go home now." Lu Chunfeng hurriedly waved his hand and said, "What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up!" Hurry up and send the eldest lady home. ”

After seeing the convoy leave, Chu Xian and Zhong Hui, who were hiding in the bushes, walked out.

"What? Do good deeds without leaving a name? Zhong Hui quipped.

Chu Xian said disapprerovingly: "This kind of good thing is not necessary for me. ”

"What are you going to do next?"

"I'm a little tired today, I'm going to go home and sleep."

Zhong Hui couldn't help but laugh out loud when he heard this answer: "Sometimes I wonder if you are a person, but sometimes I wonder who you are?" ”

Chu Xian did not answer, but turned around and left.

"You saved my sister, I will help you do three things, no matter what questions you have, you can contact me directly." Zhong Hui said unceremoniously.