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Chapter 216 They Want to Turn the Sky Upside Down

The heartbroken Song Xiaotian slowly put down Xiaohua from his arms, but before he could pull out the revolving knife at his waist, he was shot by someone.

At the same time, Cheng Changsheng and Qin Tianpeng also had the same fate as Song Xiaotian.

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In a dark world, Song Xiaotian seems to have returned to the Danxia Temple in the deep mountains and old forests eight years ago. A stunning girl with a red mole between her eyebrows is still standing on the top of the cliff, quietly watching the sunset in the sky .

It was a little Taoist nun wearing a gray Taoist robe. His jet-black hair was coiled up high, his jade neck was fragrant, and his eyebrows were curved with willow leaves. It is a fairy who was knocked down to the mortal world.

She has an oval face, especially the pointed chin, Song Xiaotian thinks it is very beautiful, he remembers that his master described the appearance of this Taoist sister to him: the sky is full and the ground is round.

Although he didn't understand what it meant at the time, he could understand his master and thought she was pretty.

Song Xiaotian remembered that whenever the sun was setting, he would definitely be able to see this Taoist sister on the top of the cliff, and she would always stand on the edge of the cliff with a sad face, looking up at the setting sun in the sky, regardless of the setting sun The afterglow sprinkled on her delicate and pretty face.

For Song Xiaotian, this was what he thought was the most beautiful scenery in the world at that time.

But every time he talked to her, she always gave him a cold look, then turned around and walked away so simply and freely.

This cold face has not changed until the last time I saw her, until Song Xiaotian was slapped by her palm and vomited blood, her glacier-like pretty face finally melted.

"Thank you... sorry..."

This is the only sentence Song Xiaotian remembers she said to herself.

Seeing Daoist sister again at this time, Song Xiaotian decided to ask him why she always stands here and why she always looks sad.

Song Xiaotian walked quickly towards Sister Daoist, grabbed his thin hand like a jade onion, and called out tenderly: "Sister Daoist..."

Song Xiaotian was very excited to be able to hold the hand of Daoist sister, this has always been his dream.

At this moment, he could clearly feel the temperature from sister Daoist's hand. The hand of sister Taoist is very big, and it may be the reason why she often practices swords. Her hands are still a bit rough...

At this moment, sister Taoist said: "Xiaotian, we have no fate, I can't be with you in this life..."

I saw her wave her jade hand, shake off Song Xiaotian's hand, and fly away into the sky against the sunset...

"Sister Taoist, sister Taoist..." Song Xiaotian cried loudly.

"Say you second uncle!" At this moment, a loud roar came from behind Song Xiaotian, and when he turned his head, he saw Feng Er sitting on his bedside, staring at him with an angry face.

"What are you looking at, why don't you let go?" Feng Er snapped.

Song Xiaotian looked down and got goosebumps, because at this moment he and Feng Er's hands were clasped tightly...

"Huh..." Song Xiaotian trembled all over, as if he had grabbed a hot potato, he shook Feng Er's hand away.

It turns out that the pair of big rough hands in the dream belonged to this guy...

Song Xiaotian shuddered, his heart was overwhelmed...

"You fucking dreamed of sex, didn't you? Don't be so tasteless when you have sex dreams. You actually set Taoist nuns as your target. Brother, can you stop being so heavy? You see those Taoist nuns on the street, which one is not in their forties? ? I really admire you!" Feng Er said contemptuously.

"Hey..." After feeling sick for a while, Song Xiaotian let out a long sigh.

"Why, the Taoist nun you dreamed of is very beautiful, I'm a bit reluctant?" Feng Er continued to sneer.

"Well……"

At this moment, Song Xiaotian suddenly woke up: "Where is Xiaohua?"

"I don't know, I brought you and Qin Tianpeng back from the hospital. Anyway, I didn't see Xiaohua. According to the doctor, when they drove the ambulance, they saw only the three of you on the ground. "

Song Xiaotian could tell that what Feng Er said this time was serious.

"Where did Xiao Hua go?" Song Xiaotian seemed to be talking to himself.But my heart felt even more uncomfortable. If I died, it would be fine, but now that Xiaohua is dead, I am fine.

After much deliberation, Song Xiaotian suddenly got up from the bed, got out of bed, and walked towards the door.

"My lord, where are you going?" Feng Er quickly followed out.

Song Xiaotian rushed into Long Zhenhai's office directly, and said coldly to Long Zhenhai in front of the desk: "Give me a gun!"

Long Zhenhai was confused by him, and Monk Zhanger couldn't figure it out, and said with a blank face: "Xiaotian, what do you want a gun for?"

"Kill!" Song Xiaotian said viciously, his eyes filled with raging anger.

Long Zhenhai can be considered a well-informed person, but when he glanced at Song Xiaotian's eyes at this time, his heart trembled slightly: "Who will kill?"

Like Long Zhenhai conditioned reflex, he felt that if he didn't ask this question clearly, his heart would be a little fuzzy.

"Kill Duan Yulong!" Song Xiaotian continued coldly.

Now that he has regained his sobriety, he can certainly think of the mastermind who assassinated his group.

In particular, Xiaohua's body disappeared mysteriously, and he had to find her back. Now it was not between Duan Yulong and Qin Tianpeng, but between himself and Duan Yulong.

"Xiaotian, sit down for a while and calm down. Young people, don't be impulsive. Duan Yulong's status in Hong Kong is extraordinary. If you go alone, you will definitely die!" Long Zhenhai persuaded.

"And me!" Feng Er has already chased after him.

Only now did he know that Song Xiaotian was really greatly stimulated by Xiaohua's affairs. He knew that Song Xiaotian wanted to take revenge, and if he didn't stand with him at this time, then he would not be Feng Er, but Not even Song Xiaotian's brother.

"You, Feng Er, why are you meddling? This matter is not that simple. Duan Yulong is not something you two can handle..."

"Xiaotian, let's go!" Feng Er didn't wait for Long Zhenhai to finish speaking, he pulled Song Xiaotian and walked out.

"Feng Er, you can't go now, you are going to play soon!" Long Zhenhai quickly got up and chased the two of them.

"I'll kill him first, okay?" Feng Er turned his head to Long Zhenhai and said coldly, Long Zhenhai froze in place in fright.

"This kid, what is the relationship between the two of them? Why did you turn against me because of him?"

Long Zhenhai didn't know that he seriously underestimated the relationship between Feng Er and Song Xiaotian, and even more underestimated their identities and strengths. He thought that giving Feng Er 5000 million a month would tie his heart.

Of course, if it was an ordinary person, they would be willing to ask others to stay in his boxing gym for a lifetime with such generous conditions.

But it is a pity that Feng Er and Song Xiaotian are not ordinary people, how could they hang themselves on such a tree for a mere 5000 million.

In fact, Feng Er has not agreed to him to stay in the Black Dragon Club until now. He is helping Long Zhenhai fight now, just fulfilling the last transaction.

On the night of his battle with Wolverine King Carter, Song Xiaotian and the others were worrying about the 20 billion. At that time, Feng Er and Song Xiaotian went to Long Zhenhai after arguing for a few words.

As soon as he entered the door, he said straight to the point that he would help Long Zhenhai win this match, and he could fight him three more times in the future, guaranteeing that he would only win but not lose. cash.

At that time, Long Zhenhai was worrying about not being able to accept the one billion dollars bet from the other party. When Feng Er said that, he agreed without saying a word.

So, now it is tantamount to saying that Feng Er still owes Long Zhenhai three games.

"No, we must stop this kid. Is Duan Yulong so easy to provoke? He's dead, and I'm out of this game!" Long Zhenhai walked towards the arena with a bitter face.

But at this moment, Ah Bao ran towards Long Zhenhai with an anxious expression on his face.

"What's going on?" Long Zhenhai knew something had happened at a glance.

"Blood, bloody hands..." Ah Bao was almost out of breath.

"What happened to the bloody hand?" Long Zhenhai shouted sharply.

"Blood Hand and his brother killed the Demon Bear when they arrived!" Ah Bao finally let out a breath and finished speaking at once.

"Ah?" Long Zhenhai exclaimed in surprise, a ball of flame in his heart shot up to the top of his head in a flash.

Demon Bear is the boxer who challenged Feng Er today. If he was killed by Feng Er on the stage, he would be too happy, but now he was killed by Feng Er in the audience. The most important thing is that they are still two fighters. One, this matter is going to spread to the world, he has no choice but to wash his hands.

"They want to turn the world upside down, stop them!" Long Zhenhai shouted sharply.