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"If it weren't for that, I would have been waiting for Zhang Meng to get out of school now. Yang Ming shook his head, and threw another punch! The humanoid target in front of him was shattered.

It's been three months since I came to this dark place, and if it weren't for that incident, I might still be living a bad life, getting mixed up in the middle school entrance examination, and running all the way towards my big blue xiang without the university accepting me. Maybe if you are lucky, you can find a martial arts hall to teach the children Xingyi boxing, and then like your own master, pack a few projects, teach boxing when you have a little spare time, in the afternoon, lie on the recliner, and reminisce about your ignorant middle school years, and Zhang Meng, who you missed.

Yang Ming, who unconsciously waved his hand and took a shower, lay on the bed and quickly fell asleep.

Three months ago, as usual, Yang Ming was waiting for Zhang Meng to get out of school on the side of the road. Zhang Meng, as his name suggests, has the pride of the pines and cypresses on the cliff, and the breeze blowing out of the dust, and there is always a sense of alienation from the surrounding crowd. Zhang Meng has very good-looking long hair, tall, fat and thin, and his eyes are very bright, but he always seems to be looking into the distance, and only the moment he sees Yangming, he flashes a little focus.

As usual, Zhang Meng had a warm smile on his face: "I'm here, I'll tell you, this time the monthly examination is the eighth school of the joint entrance examination, and if you want to see me every day, I'm afraid you can only ...... it."

"Boom-" The earth shook, and a strange light opened the black curtain.

"It's an earthquake!" "Help!" All kinds of voices came and went, and all kinds of people gushed out of the building, Yang Ming raised his head and looked around, and his heart chuckled! "This is the fire! It's the direction of my house!!" Yang Ming warned Zhang Meng to stay where he was, and when the crowd was calm and going home, he ran away and ran in his own direction! Yang Ming understands that at this point, his father and mother, who open a breakfast stall in the vegetable market, must have fallen asleep, and they have to get up early every day If there is no major event at home, they will never waste time watching TV or playing cards at this time!

In the past few months, Yang Ming has occasionally pondered what the last half of Zhang Meng's words were, maybe it was to squeeze Yang Ming only to be a security guard for a famous school, or maybe to encourage Yang Ming to really go to the underground world to try to see if he could really carry the whole handle, these are not important, now Yang Ming only knows that from that day on, he has completely become a lonely ghost, a lonely ghost with only the idea of revenge.

When Yang Ming arrived at his neighborhood, he saw that the entire building of his house was shrouded in purple flames, crumbling, and every building around him was safe and sound. Somehow, Yang Ming suddenly thought of the arcade game he was playing, The King of Fighters! Yang Ming was stunned for a moment, and he didn't care if this purple flame was a terrorist attack by Yagami Nunnery. Just when he was about to rush to the building, there was a loud "boom-" sound, and a figure smashed in front of him, seeing that this person was about to be **** by the flames, Yang Ming hurriedly carried this person out of the range of flames. Yang Ming, who was carrying a person on his back, didn't notice that behind him, a figure shrouded in flames was landing along the outer wall of the building, and a ball of flame flew out of the person, and the target of the flames was clearly the person behind him.

"Dodge-" An undetectable voice appeared, fortunately, Yang Ming's inner fist had already entered the room, his ears and eyes were clear, and when he heard this voice, he rushed forward with a step forward, and the flame hit a little in front of the position he was in before, and at this moment, a faint layer of water blue light floated on Yang Ming's body, and the moment the two of them were enveloped, the road surface hit by the flames exploded, and Yang Ming only felt a huge force behind him, and then he didn't know anything.

In the special care ward on the fourteenth floor of the city's first hospital, a person covered in bandages was lying on the bed, it was Yang Ming. It was already afternoon, the sun hit Yang Ming's face, a slight tingling, Yang Ming struggled to open his eyes, Yang Ming only felt that his head was groggy, people felt so tired, and his heart was not normally tense, beating wildly. As a person who has already practiced the inner fist to the realm of blood exchange, how can he still feel flustered? What did he forget to do? Yang Ming closed his eyes and thought hard, and his head seemed to be clearer: "It's not good! Mom and Dad are still at home!"

As soon as Yang Ming lifted the quilt, he was about to rush out the door. The special nurse on duty in the special care ward was about to report the news of the awakening of the superior patient, when she saw Yang Ming's actions like this, she quickly hugged Yang Ming's waist and prepared to pull Yang Ming back to the bed.

"Classmate, you are seriously injured now and need to rest!"

"What are you resting on, what about my parents?!"

Just when Yang Ming was about to put the nurse down and rush out of the ward, Yang Ming only felt that his body suddenly tightened, and a huge force pressed himself on the bed, and the nurse in front of him was still desperately holding Yang Ming's waist to prevent Yang Ming from getting up, and with this force, Yang Ming threw himself on the hospital bed together.

Just when Yang Ming and the nurse were not embarrassed, the door of the ward opened, and a man stood at the door. The man has a pair of very bright eyes, even a little too bright, so that when combined with the man's stiff forehead, it looks like a bull has a pair of shrimp eyes. The man politely said to the nurse, "This child lives in the hospital with me, so I'll talk to him alone." ”

The nurse's arm was still pressed by Yang Ming, and when she was embarrassed, she heard the man say this, so she quickly explained two precautions and went out. Through the nurse's explanation, Yang Ming also knew his current physical condition, mainly concussion, as well as ruptured capillaries all over his body and edema. The situation is very bad, but there is no danger to life, the main thing is not to move.

"Who are you? What's wrong with my parents?" Although Yang Ming was very excited, his heart had already sunk to the bottom when he saw the sun that had set in the west.

"My name is Ding Mo, and the situation of your parents .................. Please mourn. ”

Originally, Yang Ming, a scumbag in the absolute sense, and Zhang Meng, a female scholar who coexisted with beauty and wisdom, had no possibility of meeting at all. But the most interesting feature of fate is that the trajectory of life is not always driven by the wisdom of mortals.

Speaking of which, it was two years ago. (To be continued.) )