On the way, heat ran out of Han Yi's body, and he was walking slowly, not running again, and Han Xiaoye was also pushing the car and walking beside him.

"Brother, that little gangster seems to be afraid of you?" Han Xiaoye asked curiously, his big eyes blinking, feeling a little unable to see through his brother, what seemed to have happened when he lived in the school.

"Yes, there have been contradictions, let me clean it up!" Han Yi nodded, did not hide it, and retold the matter of Li Dacheng and Li Man, he had already told his grandfather, and it was nothing to tell Han Xiaoye again, they were all his closest people, and there were no secrets.

"That's it, big brother, you're angry at the crown!" Han Xiaoye said mischievously, "Then did Sister Li Man make a personal promise?"

"So many messy ideas from there!" Han Yi flicked Han Xiaoye's brain, and then continued to run.

Since tying ten kilograms of lead in the leggings, Han Yi's speed has dropped a lot, and his physical exertion has also increased rapidly.

Consume more physical strength and slowly reach the limit of the body, Han Yi's purpose is this, and he doesn't need to be afraid of being hollowed out by the overdraft of his body at all, go home and eat, rest for a while, just stand on the pile, slowly nourish his qi, or practice the Five Elements Fist and practice the Seven Stars.

Neijia boxing, especially Han Yixue's Xingyi boxing, he is practicing qi with form, and when the qi is sufficient, his physical fitness will be stronger, and Han Yi can feel that all aspects have improved.

Han Yi and Han Xiaoye arrived home, and the sky was really dark.

When they got home, they found a police car parked in front of their homes, and when the two took a look, they knew that it was Wu Shengli who was coming again.

"It's been a few months, this Angkor's injury should be healed, right?"

Han Yi thought about entering the house, and found that Wu Shengli was playing chess with his grandfather, the whole person was sitting cross-legged on the kang, his waist was straight, sharp as a sword, and he was frowning and staring at the chessboard, when he saw Han Yi pushing the door up, he was suddenly startled, and looked at the sky outside, he smiled bitterly and said: "I didn't expect to play chess with the old-timers until dark, it really shouldn't be, Xiao Yi is out of school!"

Han Yi called out to Angkor, and Wu Shengli nodded with a smile. Grandpa knocked on the cigarette pouch and said, "It's okay, you also have a car, you can eat here when it's late and then go back!"

"That junior bothered. Wu Shengli was not polite, nodded and stayed.

Grandpa had already prepared the meal, but Wu Shengli came suddenly, so he put it down halfway, and Han Xiaoye continued to cook it, and the meal was cooked after a while.

Wu Shengli ate, took out a lot of things from the trunk of the car, and then drove away.

Sending Wu Shengli away, Han Yi entered the house and put things on the big closet, and wanted to help Han Xiaoye clean up the dishes and chopsticks, but Han Xiaoye thought he was in the way and pushed him aside, Han Yi helped his grandfather load the cigarette pouch, and asked at the same time: "Master, what is Brother Ang doing here?"

The cigarette pouch was loaded, Han Yi lit it for his grandfather, the old man took a puff, and then said: "Last time, it wasn't your credit, I got a second-class merit, and his second uncle operated it again, this kid entered the city bureau, I heard that he was a deputy captain, not a big official!"

"Also, come and ask me about the dark energy, do you see the chessboard?" Grandpa pointed at the chessboard he had just played with Wu Shengli with the big smoking gun, "This kid is a little savvy, and in the past few months, he has touched the threshold of dark energy!"

Han Yi took the chessboard in his hand and looked at it, on the wooden chessboard the size of the cage drawer, there were a lot of chess pieces smashed out of the prints, but only two pieces seemed to be newly printed, Han Yi pressed his fingers up, there was a ballpoint pen refill as deep, he took the chess again, put it up, and it was just inlaid down, could it be that the whole chess was pressed down?

Sure enough, dark energy, soft energy, the softest way!

Han Yi sighed, now he has just touched the threshold of Mingjin, and he has not crossed it yet, in addition to sighing, it has also aroused his fighting spirit to work hard.

This night, Han Yi was about to fall asleep after practicing the Five Elements Boxing, and as soon as he lay down, he watched Han Xiaoye lying on the other side, two eyes like glowing little stars looking at him, Han Yi wondered and asked, "Why don't you sleep so late, you don't want to go to school tomorrow?"

But Han Xiaoye took out an envelope from under the pillow and threw it to Han Yi.

Han Yi picked it up and looked at it, the yellow envelope had his name written on it, but he didn't expect it to be the letter Xie Fan wrote to him today, which was snatched by Han Xiaoye, and it was returned to him at this time, could it be that this little girl has something to ask me, so kind?

Han Yi glanced at the little girl suspiciously, but saw that the little girl ran to Han Yi's side by herself, carrying a small pillow, and twisting her buttocks, taking up half of Han Yi's quilt.

"Open the love letter and take a look!" the girl looked expectant.

Han Yi was also speechless, and he didn't write it for you······ With a tear, Han Yi tore open the envelope, poured it out, and a photo floated out, and there was nothing in the envelope.

"It's just a photo······" Han Xiaoye muttered, it was not the legendary fleshy letter, she was obviously not interested, pressed Han Yi's arm and closed her eyes.

Han Yi held the photo in front of him, at this time the orange light in the room was very warm, Han Yi looked at the photo, it was himself on it, Han Yi remembered that day, he was smoking, the corners of his mouth were smiling, but his heart was bitter, at that time he had just broken the school 100-meter record.

The photo was not bad, Han Yi turned over the photo, and nothing was written on the back, only a date, a name, Xie Fan.

Han Yi put the photo in an envelope, threw it aside, and reached the switch of the light with one hand, only to find a small head pressed on his arm, he saw that the weather was obviously cold in December, this girl was not wearing any clothes, and was squeezed in his arms, Han Yi pulled the quilt over and covered the two of them inside.

Slept.

Morning.

Han Yi got up, pushed the door and came out, and saw the white sky, the old yellow dog ran over slowly, rubbing his legs, the sky was slightly shiny, but there were no stars and moons, only the silver and white light reflected between the sky and the earth.

I don't know when the first snow fell, but unfortunately in the silence, Han Yi didn't hear the rustle of the snowflakes falling in the book.

He went to practice boxing in the open space in front of the ancestral hall of Jiguan Mountain as usual, the world was silent, only the sound of "creaking" on the snow when he walked came, Han Yi remembered that he had learned boxing at the end of June until now, and it had been half a year.

From the beginning of gritting teeth and patience, to the calm persistence in the future, not to mention the hardships, to now walking alone in the heavy snow to go to the ancestral ancestral hall to practice boxing, there is also a taste of fun.

When Han Yi went up to the ancestral hall and stood in the open space and looked at it from afar, the world was plain white, thousands of miles of ice, and thousands of miles of snow drifted, he couldn't help but let out a long howl and roared······

Boom!

A cloud of snow piled up on a pine tree shook down.

"Who!"

Han Yi's eyes flashed, and he caught a glimpse of a black shadow, and his three-body posture became instantaneous, and his whole body became vigilant.

The figure really pounced on him, and a few flashes actually ploughed out the wind and thunder on the ground, "Kill!"

A killing word exploded in the air, and Han Yi suddenly fell into purgatory!

Heaven and earth were wrapped, and the cold wind was blowing, and Han Yi actually felt a fierce killing intent like a furnace, like a great sun suddenly jumping out of heaven and earth, destroying all rotten old things.

Stimulated by such a murderous intent, Han Yi instantly felt like hot water was boiling, the whole person was like a kettle buzzing on the stove, his spine trembled from beginning to end, and an electric current crackled like an overelectricity, the cold hair exploded, and his hair stood on end, shocked!

Roar!

Han Yi roared again, and the ground cannon collapsed like a skyscraper.

It's close at hand, the cannon bombardment is out, the cold hair is fried, the spine is urged, and it snaps!

One punch!