"Laugh no matter what happens!"

"Mom said that anger doesn't solve problems, but a smile can heal yourself!"

Suddenly.

Tong Tong's immature but serious voice echoed in Su Yang's mind.

"Smile..."

"But now... Can't laugh..."

Su Yang muttered to himself.

The muscles of his face twitched slightly, trying to get his smile back on, but in the end it looked weird.

"Crazy... Maniac..."

"This is the news that the cripple asked me to show you."

The corner of the street.

Seeing Su Yang's murderous appearance, the man dared to come over and hand the mobile phone to Su Yang.

Looking at the text on his phone, Su Yang fell silent, and finally slowly walked up the steps and stood opposite the monkey.

"Thank you."

"Monkeys..."

At this moment, Su Yang bent down slightly, bowed solemnly to the monkey, pushed open the door of the medical hall, came to the operating table, and put away the neatly arranged scalpels, one and the other.

"To do surgery, you have to wear a white coat."

Su Yang seemed to think of something, walked to the wall, took off his white coat and draped it on his body, and then walked out again.

"Can I trouble you?"

"Help my friend..."

"Take a bath."

Su Yang looked at the resident in front of him and asked seriously.

The resident nodded lightly and did not speak.

"Thank you."

Su Yang expressed his gratitude again, raised his head, looked at the blue sky, and muttered, "God... It seems to be a little darker..."

The sound fell.

Su Yang's face slowly appeared with a smile again.

Grin...

More and more brilliant.

A white coat, a soft face, and a warm smile.

The only thing that is out of place is the always cold gaze.

He turned around slowly, and left the street, in the 'darkness', to pursue his own light.

……

"It's been boring for a long time, and it's understandable to come out and get some air."

"The City Lord's Mansion has also pretended to be deaf and dumb many times."

"But everybody..."

"Pretending to be deaf, not really deaf."

Liu Chengfeng waved his hand.

The shy young man opened the trunk of the car, took out a chair, and trotted behind Liu Chengfeng.

Liu Chengfeng sat down slowly, looking at everyone and smiling.

"I think that between people..."

"It should be a courtesy."

"We give you respect, and you give peace to Shanhai City."

"But now..."

"Can you give me an explanation?"

Liu Chengfeng said slowly, looking weak.

The cripple just stared at him indifferently: "What explanation?" ”

"Of course..."

"It's a reason to go out on the street."

Liu Chengfeng's smile gradually faded.

The cripple's expression was still cold: "Tong Tong was arrested." ”

"Tong Tong?"

Liu Chengfeng's brows furrowed slightly.

The secretary moved the stove slightly farther away, leaned into Liu Chengfeng's ear and whispered to explain.

Listening to all the information about Tong Tong in the secretary's mouth, Liu Chengfeng's brows gradually frowned, and his eyes became much more solemn.

After a while, he looked at the cripple and said solemnly, "This matter, our City Lord's Mansion will handle it." ”

"I promise that within three days, the people will be back in the dark street in good condition."

"How?"

Liu Chengfeng did not have the aggressive posture he had before, but with a slightly negotiating tone.

"The affairs of the black street, the people of the black street handle it themselves."

"Rescue Tong Tong, we will go back naturally."

"I can't save it, I die inside, and I can't complain about others."

"Don't bother with the city lord's mansion."

The lame's patience seemed to be gradually exhausted, and there was a little more impatience in his tone.

Liu Chengfeng leaned back slightly, revealing a playful smile: "If... This matter, the City Lord's Mansion insists on taking care of it? ”

"Kill you first."

"Save Tong Tong again."

The cripple barely hesitated and said coldly.

The atmosphere is at an impasse at this moment.

Always standing aside, the shy young man looked around in a bit of a panic, hurriedly took two steps forward, and stood in front of Liu Chengfeng.

"Three-pointed and two-edged accompaniment, swallowing the sun and roaring the sky."

"Immortal Ruoshun praises the song, immortal Ruo reverses the time..."

"What about me!"

"Yang Jian - Manifestation!"

He spoke quickly.

As the sound fell, the golden light suddenly appeared!

Dressed in a white shirt and holding a scroll, a phantom more like a weak scholar appeared behind the young man, and the next moment he gently raised his finger and pointed it on the young man's forehead, and then disappeared into the air.

The young man, who was originally introverted, shy, and looked like a social phobia, became cold at this moment, and he exuded a strong self-confidence, despising everyone present.

"This kid..."

"I'm really in a hurry."

Seeing this, Liu Chengfeng couldn't help but stroke his forehead, sighed, and then looked at the twin girls beside him, and solemnly instructed: "You must not learn from him, frizzy, we are an official department, we represent credibility, and we must be calm." ”

The two girls nodded like chickens pecking rice.

"It's just a bunch of cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods."

"Why waste your tongue."

"Take it straight back to the Black Street!"

"With me, the acting captain of the Sky First Team, they... Do you dare to do it? ”

The young man smiled contemptuously, put his hands behind his back, and took two steps forward again, exuding his own coercion without restraint.

In just a few seconds, the boy seemed to be like two people.

From being submissive, to domineering.

"What did he say?"

The fool, who had always stood beside the lame man and kept silent, suddenly scratched his head, and finally couldn't hold back, and asked with some doubts.

"He said no one would dare hit him."

The cripple explained lightly.

The fool nodded suddenly, and then asked his question again: "Why didn't anyone dare to hit him?" ”

"Heh..."

"I don't know."

The cripple sneered and shook his head.

The young man's gaze fell on the fool: "Because here, my strength is the strongest, so... No one dared to beat me. ”

Assertive!

Proud!

Arrogant!

It was vividly interpreted in the teenager.

At the moment when his voice fell, the fool suddenly took a step forward, raised his right hand, clenched his fist, and slammed it at the young man's face.

There is no blessing, no immortal phantom.

It's a simple punch.

There was a sound of air explosions in the air.

The fist was even more afterimage, and finally hit the young man in the face without any accidents.

'Bang. ’

There was a muffled sound.

The boy flew upside down, smashed to the ground, and rolled several times before completely unloading the force.

If it weren't for the fact that a layer of golden light appeared on the surface of his body at the last moment, blocking most of the 'power' of this punch, I'm afraid his head would explode directly.

"You're strong..."

"I'll dare to hit you too."

"And..."

"You're not strong."

"It's not as good as a cripple, it's not as good as a madman."

The fool scratched his head again in confusion, looked at the embarrassed young man with a strange expression, and muttered in his mouth.