Chapter 569: Don't Say I Didn't Give You a Chance

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Hearing this, Poke suddenly raised his head, and asked with a confused look, "Then what do you think justice is?"

Zhao Yifan was slightly stunned when he heard this, then shook his head and said, "There is no absolute justice and no absolute evil, only absolute power." ”

Speaking of this, Wang Xinyu behind him grabbed Zhao Yifan's arm slightly, signaling him to stop talking.

So Zhao Yifan, who reacted, immediately smiled and said, "Hahaha, this is what I saw from a book before, and many TV series also say the same, so ...... Don't worry too much about it, hahaha!"

Polk just nodded, but didn't say anything.

But in the next second, just when everyone thought that Poke was leaving, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and Meng turned around and reached out and stuck behind Zhao Yifan, Wang Xinyu's neck, and then grabbed Zhao Yifan's collar with his backhand and threw him out.

"Ahh

Wang Xinyu exclaimed in surprise and was directly picked up by Boke with one hand.

"Wind Swallow!"

At the same time, Zhao Yifan, who was rolling around on the ground, also shouted out Wang Xinyu's disguise name worriedly.

And just when Zhao Yifan got up and was about to fight back, Boke directly said sharply, "Stop for me, don't move! ”

"Sir, madam, are you all right?"

Immediately afterwards, Duoduo also pushed open the door of the room, looked anxiously at Wang Xinyu and Zhao Yifan, and his expression gradually became hideous.

However, Pock also noticed Duoduo's murderous aura, and then immediately lifted a burst of yellow sand to block himself and Duoduo, "Don't move, or I'll strangle her!"

As he spoke, Pock's hand squeezed harder.

"Uh......" At this time, Wang Xinyu's face was blood-red because of lack of oxygen, tears kept rolling in his eyes, his hands kept scratching Bock's arms, and his feet kept kicking, which was very painful.

And when Zhao Yifan saw it, his eyes also turned blood-red because of anger, and his fists were clenched, as if an uncontrollable force was about to pour out of his body.

Poke also seemed to feel Zhao Yifan's murderous aura, so the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and said, "That's right, admit it, you are Zhao Yifan, and now only he can stop me from killing this woman." ”

As he spoke, the force in Poke's hand increased a little, Wang Xinyu's face became even more red, his feet slowed down, and his hands grabbed Poke's wrists.

And just when Zhao Yifan's eyes were about to split and he was about to make a move, he saw Wang Xinyu staring at him, shaking his head slightly with a pleading face, signaling him not to make a move.

Tears suddenly wet Zhao Yifan's cheeks, and he saw that he was anxious and painful, and at the same time angry.

Immediately afterwards, under the mixture of grief and anger, Zhao Yifan suddenly roared and rushed towards Boke.

"Ahhh

Seeing this, Pock's eyes flashed with excitement.

He made a move, is he really he!

However, in the next second, to his disappointment, Zhao Yifan was just like an ordinary person, rushing up and throwing an ordinary punch, which was too slow in his eyes.

The smile on Poke's face froze, and then it was replaced by a look of unwillingness and anger, and he punched Zhao Yifan in the abdomen with a backhand.

Boom!

"Goh!" Zhao Yifan's beaten body arched, coughed out a mouthful of sour water, and knelt on the ground.

"Ahem, ahem!"

When Polke saw this, his eyes became disappointed.

Then Zhao Yifan grabbed Boke's trouser leg and slowly spit out three words, "Release...... Open...... She ......"

Poof!

As soon as the words fell, Poke actually let go of Wang Xinyu, and Wang Xinyu also fell to the ground and covered his neck, coughing while breathing in the air.

Zhao Yifan was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Boke to let go so directly, Wang Xinyu.

Immediately afterwards, Boke raised his foot and kicked Zhao Yifan aside, then looked at Zhao Yifan condescendingly, and gritted his teeth and said, "If you are really Zhao Yifan, then you really disappoint me, as a man, watching his woman being beaten to death by others, you can be indifferent, either you don't love this woman at all, or you are not a man at all!"

After speaking, Boke turned around and left, and Zhao Yifan immediately came to Wang Xinyu's side and hugged Wang Xinyu.

But before Pock left, he stood at the door and said, "If you are not Zhao Yifan, then forget what I just said." ”

With that, Pock slammed the door and left, leaving only the three people in the living room.

And Duoduo saw Pock leaving, and immediately ran up and locked the door, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Wang Xinyu lying in Zhao Yifan's arms with a weak face.

Wang Xinyu didn't resist at all just now, and Duoduo knew very well how terrifying the grip of the person with abnormal abilities was, so he didn't act as a light bulb and ran back to the room directly.

After Wang Xinyu saw it, he couldn't help but smile, "Ahem, cough, you see Duoduo running so fast, I guess I'm afraid that you will beat him." ”

Zhao Yifan glanced at the door and said lightly, "It's okay, there will be a lot of opportunities to beat him when you turn around, it's not too late." ”

After speaking, Zhao Yifan glanced at the purple pinch marks on Wang Xinyu's neck, and there was a frozen coolness in his eyes.

Wang Xinyu also seemed to feel Zhao Yifan's anger, and smiled to block the pinch marks and comforted, "It's okay, it'll be fine tomorrow." ”

But Zhao Yifan became even more lost, he was a little annoyed, gritted his teeth unwillingly, and said, "I'm sorry, I really ...... It's a broom star...... I'm sorry, it's all my fault, you must think I'm bad when I didn't make a move!"

Every time I want to live an ordinary life, life always doesn't make it easy for me, and trouble always comes to the door, Zhao Yifan really feels that he is a broom star.

Sure enough, after Wang Xinyu heard it, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, looked at Zhao Yifan with a gentle gaze, slowly stretched out his hand, and touched Zhao Yifan's cheek.

Zhao Yifan's body stiffened, slowly opened his eyes, looked at Wang Xinyu in his arms, and his gentle gaze and smile made the unwillingness and anger in Zhao Yifan's heart melt in an instant.

"No, you're very handsome, you were very handsome at that time, the man who could control himself was the most handsome, and I asked you not to make a move, after so long, you don't want your patience to become nothing, right?"

Zhao Yifan was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly, hugged Wang Xinyu, and spit out three words, "Thank you." ”

......

Zhao Yifan couldn't sleep all night, and after Wang Xinyu fell asleep, he came to the living room lightly, sat on the sofa and kept pondering what happened at night.

Through the eyes of Polk before he finally left, he could clearly see the eyes of the clown before they left the oasis every time, which was a kind of awareness and eyes that were dying.

Although I don't know what happened, if it is really the same as what Polk said, only he knows about it, then if Polk really does something terrible tonight and dies, then he can be completely at ease.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yifan rubbed his temples with some distress.

But in the next second, there was an extra pair of jade fingers, which pressed on Zhao Yifan's temples, helping him rub his head and relieve his current pressure.

And Zhao Yifan also leaned on the sofa cushion and looked up at Wang Xinyu behind him.

The dark eyes and blue eyes looked particularly clear in the moonlight, and she took them off.

Zhao Yifan looked at Wang Xinyu's black eyes and asked softly, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

"I can't sleep. Saying that, Wang Xinyu stopped his movements, hooked Zhao Yifan's neck with both hands, put his head on Zhao Yifan's shoulder, and said softly, "Go if you want, you have always liked to be nosy, although I don't like him very much, but before he left, he said the last plea to Zhao Yifan, which touched you a lot." ”

Zhao Yifan was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "It has nothing to do with me, and the judge is the same as what I said, that is not justice, if I continue to do it like this, it will make people feel dependent, I don't like the feeling of being relied on." ”

"Is it the same as uncle?" As soon as the words fell, Wang Xinyu said softly, "Just like uncle, being relied on, and then inexplicably sprouting a sense of responsibility in your heart, you hate this feeling, right?"

Zhao Yifan was slightly stunned, then nodded and said, "Yes." ”

"But you're different, you break the savior's knowledge in the eyes of people, your uncle has always been helping the association, and you have always been helping the people, these two points are different. ”

"Oh, perhaps. Zhao Yifan smiled self-deprecatingly.

Then, five minutes later, Zhao Yifan spoke again, "Wang Xinyu, have you ever thought that I would actually lie to you?"

That's right, Zhao Yifan said Wang Xinyu's real name, and it seems that only in this kind of silent night can they have the opportunity to say each other's real names unscrupulously.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yifan continued, "Haven't you ever thought that under my truth, it has always been a scam? For example, now, why aren't we using the truth in the eyes of others to deceive others? So, have you really not suspected that I lied to you?"

"Hmm~......" Wang Xinyu thought for a while, then leaned his head on Zhao Yifan's head, and said, "No, now we have to do it as a last resort, this is not deception, and sometimes white lies are often to protect more people, and you are the same, you are to protect yourself and your family, it can also be a white lie, anyway, I believe you whatever you say, it has always been like this." ”

After hearing this, Zhao Yifan gently stroked Wang Xinyu's hair, and said with a faint smile, "Thank you." ”

However, as soon as the words fell, Wang Xinyu added mischievously, "No, why did you suddenly say that.....? Did you really lie to me?"

Zhao Yifan smiled when he heard it, and said, "Who knows, anyway, I haven't lied to you now." ”

Saying that, Zhao Yifan suddenly turned his head and kissed Wang Xinyu's lips, this sudden kiss made Wang Xinyu's brain have a short circuit for a moment, but soon began to respond to Zhao Yifan's kiss.

In the end, with the help of Zhao Yifan, she climbed onto the sofa, and the two stayed awake all night, but fortunately, the sound insulation effect of this house is good.

...... Late at night......

The night is also known as the most beautiful night of all the jurisdictions, the lights are bright, and although there are no vehicles and pedestrians on the streets, the city center of this jurisdiction is really very beautiful when viewed from the sky.

But on this beautiful street, a blonde man in a black suit sits in a car across the road from the Temple of Light, smoking a cigarette and looking up at the roof from time to time.

There were also many cigarette butts next to his car, which showed that he had been waiting here for a long time.

And this man is Pock.

At this time, Boke's eyes were full of gray color, lifeless, he seemed to be waiting for someone, watching one association member after another leave, but he just didn't see the person he was looking for, Ming Qing.

Time passed like this, and Polk didn't know how long he had waited, but he only knew that when he was drowsy, before dawn, the person he was waiting for finally came out.

The moment he saw Ming and Qing, the sleepy worm in Bock's mind was directly dissipated, and he immediately started the car, and after Ming Qing drove away, he drove away and followed him from a distance.

In this way, Boke followed Ming and Qing all the way, keeping a street distance, but I don't know how long he followed, Poke suddenly frowned.

Because he found that the route of the car seemed to be getting more and more remote, and before he knew it, there were only two cars left on the road, which was almost a showdown.

Seeing this scene, Poke gritted his teeth and said, "Very good, since you have found out, let's make an understanding!"

As he spoke, Boke stepped on the accelerator directly, and the car accelerated and crashed directly into the car of Ming and Qing.

However, just when the two cars were about to collide, Ming and Qing also suddenly accelerated, and in this way, the two cars raced each other on the suburban road one after the other.

In the end, before dawn, Ming Qing finally stopped the car, but Poke hit the accelerator directly.

Boom!

The car of the Ming and Qing dynasties was directly overtaken by Boke's car, and Poke in the car also received a great impact, dizzy and dizzy got off the car, and couldn't wait to step forward to open the door of the Ming and Qing dynasties.

But at this time, a sudden applause came to mind.

Bang bang bang.

Poke was slightly stunned, shook his head, and came back to his senses, only to find that he was actually in a remote scrap iron station at this time, surrounded by mountains of scrap iron that had not been disposed of.

At this time, the Ming and Qing dynasties also clapped their hands and slowly walked out from behind a pile of scrap iron mountains.

The moment Polke saw Ming Qing, his eyes became blood-red, a strong murderous aura rose in his eyes, and a strange gust of wind and sand slowly set off around him.

Immediately afterwards, Ming Qing put down his hands, looked at Boke with a calm face, and said, "I was just thinking about it, but I didn't expect you to really dare to come to me." ”

Poke didn't speak, and showed a hideous and angry expression, gritting his teeth, staring at Ming Qing, the wind and sand around him also surrounded the two of them, and it seemed that he would attack Ming Qing at any time.

But Ming Qing still stood indifferent, looking at Ming Qing and said, "As for it? Just for a woman, as for it? How long have you been with that female reporter, maybe not even 24 hours a day, for a woman, are you stupid to put your life into it?"

"Hmm......" Pock gritted his teeth angrily, making a "gurgling" sound between his teeth, and finally angrily asked, "Why did you kill her!"

Ming Qing glanced at the angry Boke, and then spread his hands innocently and said, "Which eye did you see that I killed her? ”

"Die!" Before the words fell, Boke roared angrily, and slapped his hands towards Ming Qing, and at the same time, the wind and sand around him also attacked Ming Qing.

Airplanes!

The wind and sand hit Ming Qing's body, but it seemed to hit an invisible wind wall and was directly bounced off, Ming Qing stood in the middle without changing his face, looking at Boke with a smile in his eyes, it seemed to be very relaxed.

And Polk didn't have the slightest intention of stopping at this time, and rushed forward with a roar.

"Drink, ahhhh

Immediately after that, Polk jumped up and raised his hands above his head, and at the same time, all the wind and sand that were bounced off gathered on top of Polke's head, turning into a huge sand cone.

"Die~!" With a roar from Boke, his hands waved towards Ming Qing violently, and the sand cone on his head also stabbed directly towards Ming Qing.

At this time, Ming Qing also moved, only to see him take a step forward gently, swiped his palm with his right hand, and pushed towards the sand cone, and a powerful black air flow formed a huge hammer in the air and slapped directly on the sand cone.

"Break it for me. ”

"Hmm!"

With a soft snort from Ming Qing, Poke's eyes widened in disbelief as he watched his attack be crushed.

Immediately after, the powerful black air flow slapped directly on Polke.

Airplanes!

"Uh-huh!"

Polk screamed and was thrown straight out.

And Ming Qing shook off the remaining black aura on his palm, and the black streaks on his face slowly faded.

Ability Blood Sacrifice.

Poop!

"Goo!"

Polk slammed into a pile of scrap metal, and his back was cut by a piece of iron, and the blood was bleeding profusely.

And Ming Qing looked at Pok with disdain and smiled, "Heh, a person who can't even control the ability blood sacrifice will accompany me to fight?" even if you know the ability blood sacrifice, you still can't beat me, because the ability blood sacrifice is only an entry level at most." ”

After that, Ming Qing turned his head to look at the darkness behind him, clapped his hands and said, "Come out, Black Whirlwind." ”

As soon as the words fell, a man dressed in black and wearing a black hood walked out, he still had a bunch of sharp weapons on his body, coupled with the eyes that did not lose these weapons at all, giving people a very cold feeling.

The moment he saw the man, Poke's eyes suddenly shrank, and the murderous aura spread in the air.

Immediately afterwards, Ming Qing glanced at Boke and said, "Na, don't say that I didn't give you a chance, Black Whirlwind, this murderer who killed your one-night lover is here, if you can kill him and avenge your little lover, I will treat today's incident as if it never happened, leave you a way to live, how about it?"

"Ahh

After the Ming and Qing dynasties saw it, they jumped directly backwards, and with the help of Hei Feng, they easily jumped on a pile of scrap iron more than ten meters high, and sat and watched the tiger fight.

Whew, whew!

At this time, Polk and Black Whirlwind are inseparable, and every time Polk makes a move, there will be a sharp wind and sand towards Black Whirlwind.

The Black Whirlwind, on the other hand, held two short knives, constantly dodging Bock's attacks and wind and sand, while scuffling with Pok, and for a while he was also beaten and retreated.

But after a while, Pock's disadvantage slowly became apparent, and he saw that Pock's body was constantly being stabbed and wounded, and he was already covered in blood.

The Black Whirlwind, however, was still unscathed, and Polk hadn't even touched the corner of his coat.

And Ming Qing, who was watching the battle above, mocked indifferently: "Hahaha, Boke, give up, even if your ability is placed among people with the same ability, it is at most a crane tail column, the reason why you can enter the Temple of Light is only because I have taken a fancy to you, otherwise how do you think you can become a member of the association?" Hahaha, give up, give up!"

Hearing this, Pok grinned angrily, roared angrily, and pounced on the black whirlwind again, "Drink, ahhhh

And until now, all that urged him to fight was the anger and instinct of revenge.

Damn, you have to get a weapon, or ......

Thinking about it, Pock's hand grabbed at the hilt of a knife under the Black Whirlwind's ribs.

Black Whirlwind also seemed to see Polk's intentions, and directly turned around to dodge Polke's hand, and then stabbed Polk in the back with a backhand.

Burst!

"Hmm!" Polk exclaimed in pain, and then a cloud of wind and sand turned into a hammer flew the black whirlwind directly.

Boom!

"Hmm......" Black Whirlwind took a few steps back.

Ming Qing, who was sitting on the scrap iron, saw this scene, and couldn't help but show an excited expression, and said with a smile: "Oops, hey, hey, hey! I didn't expect this guy to do it!"

"......" At this time, I saw Hei Xuan turn his head to look at the scabbard he was carrying behind him, and saw that the sword in the scabbard had been withdrawn.

And now the sword is in Poke's hand!

Ming Qing, who was sitting on the scrap iron, immediately smiled and clapped his hands and said, "Hahaha, good, I didn't expect that someone could really get a weapon from the Black Whirlwind, Boke, you are the first one I have seen!"

Polke looked at the sword in his hand in a rough manner, and said to himself.

Finally got it, so it's okay

"Huh?!" But before Pok could finish speaking, he looked up and saw the Black Whirlwind.

"What about people?!"

As he spoke, a gust of wind and sand rolled up around Polk and protected himself.

Seeing this scene, Ming Qing couldn't help but squint his eyes.

Sand Protector?

Although this kid's ability to use sand is very average, this sand ball is not simple, and it is almost a defense without dead ends, which is a bit interesting......

But it's still too weak, weak is weak, die.

Thinking of this, Ming Qing slowly stood up, and said in a cold tone, "Okay, Black Whirlwind, stop playing, just end the game and go home."

This kind of person will take the weapon from his body, and when he returns, he will cut off his arm 800 times. ”

What the?!

Hearing this, Polke's eyes widened.

Swish!

At the same time, a dagger, and a hand that had been ground by the wind and sand and flesh and blood, directly pierced through the wind and sand, and struck at Polke's head.