Sister, you miss me

The train was speeding, the wind was blowing, Yang Feng walked forward against the wind, almost unable to open his eyes and breathless.

The roadbed paved with stones flew backwards, making people dizzy. Yang Feng knew very well that once he stumbled and fell, he would inevitably break his muscles and bones, even if he was not broken.

However, at this moment, he really couldn't care about anything. There was a volcano about to erupt buried in his heart, and his eyes had already burst into flames.

Zhang Guicai was right in front, about seven or eight cars, walking forward and backward, Yang Feng was going to catch up, knock him down, beat him!

Zhang Guicai turned around one step at a time, saying that his heart was really bad!For the sake of a mere 100,000, a colleague was killed, and now he has been chased and intercepted.

However, even in the carriage, Zhang Guicai didn't put Yang Feng in his eyes. Only then did he re-examine the young man in his twenties.

Having practiced for a whole life of time, he was struggling to walk on the top of this speeding train. The kid actually walked more calmly and faster than himself. When he met the connecting part of the carriage, he was often a run-up and jumped over.

This kid is a plague god!Zhang Guicai was frightened, but he didn't dare to jump off the car. He was a gentleman of Liang Shang, but he failed to develop the cartilage of a cat. He jumped at such a fast speed, even if he didn't die, he would spend the rest of his life in bed.

There is only one fight.Zhang Guicai made up his mind.Of course, before that, he has to figure out what the identity of this kid really is. Is it just a college student who has reported to him, why is he chasing after himself?

The speed is too fast and the wind is too big. In the previous fight, even though Liang Chenglong was killed, Zhang Guicai's consumption was not small, not to mention that his shoulders were still dripping blood.

Zhang Guicai stood on the locomotive and had no way to go. Seeing that Yang Feng was still some distance away from him, he simply lay on the top of the train. In this way, he didn't have to fight against the strong wind, but could take a short break in order to face Yang Feng.

Yang Feng moved forward against the wind, which was very costly, but seeing Zhang Guicai lying on the ground, a sneer appeared at the corner of Yang Feng's mouth, calmly crossing one car after another, and finally standing on the locomotive.

Yang Feng hated the sky, raging anger, and crushed Zhang Guicai with the surging waves.

Zhang Guicai felt this anger and hatred, and at the same time felt an indescribable coercion. He was very uncomfortable and disliked it. He couldn't accept it.

How could a young man in his early twenties bring coercion to him, a star of the world.

An illusion must be an illusion.

Seeing that Yang Feng was only three meters away from him, Zhang Guicai flicked his cuff and shot Yang Feng with a flying knife.

With such a short distance and a tailwind, Zhang Guicai believed that he would never miss his hand, not to mention that there was a back move.

The old man is good, the tree is old.When Yang Feng saw Zhang Guicai's slender flying blade, he knew that this old man was not easy and that he could not control that thing well. Not to mention using it to kill the enemy, it would easily hurt himself.When he saw the old man dormant quietly, Yang Feng didn't even dare to relax his vigilance. He could be said to be fully absorbed in order to deal with the old man's sudden trouble.

Sure enough, the old man did not let him down.

Seeing the old man raising his hand, something shot out, Yang Feng grasped the ground with his knees as the axis, and the entire area above the knee was almost on the ground, making a pleasing iron bridge movement.

Without diamonds and no porcelain work, Zhang Guicai finally knew that this kid was very different. However, thinking so in his heart, his last move did not stop.

To be precise, regardless of whether Yang Feng is in the middle of the move, his last move will immediately follow.Zhang Guicai thought it would not be too late to figure out the ins and outs after he subdued this kid.

Yang Feng rooted his feet and leaned his upper body back. Zhang Guicai flew forward, clawing his five fingers into claws and grabbing his face.

This is going to hurt my eyes, vicious old man!Yang Feng's anger started from his heart for a while, and the evil came to the guts, his right hand spread out with five fingers, and he crossed Zhang Guicai's right hand accurately, and then came to him.

At the same time, Yang Feng slapped his left palm on the roof of the car. He stood up straight as if hitting a spring, even Zhang Guicai's footing was unsteady.

Yang Feng would not give him a chance either. Zhang Guicai was in pain with his right hand, and his body was instinctively sideways. Yang Feng slammed his head against the opponent's face with a muffled sound. Zhang Guicai said "Ah" and leaned back. The nosebleeds flew towards Yang Feng, Yang Feng didn't care much, followed by bending his knees and hitting Zhang Guicai's waist.

Zhang Guicai's body buckled, Yang Feng loosened his hands, he fell down, curled up like a cooked lobster.

The train is an arc-shaped vault, and there is nowhere to borrow from it. Now Zhang Guicai, who has gone for half his life, slid to the edge involuntarily.

Zhang Guicai seemed to realize this, the fear of death instantly overwhelmed the pain in his body, and he shouted "Help."

Zhang Guicai's upper body had completely slid out of the car. He palmed the roof of the car and slid outwards inch by inch. He smelled the smell of death, and he couldn't help shaking his head: "No, no..."

Just when his body was lost, Zhang Guicai's hand was caught, and Zhang Guicai immediately burst into tears of joy, even if the opponent's eyes were as cold as a snake, even if the opponent held him, just to allow himself to accept the severe punishment of the law.

Yang Feng held Zhang Guicai at the last moment, indeed, it was not out of kindness, he was not a good man, and he was not dead.

Yes, he wanted Zhang Guicai to be handed over to the police to accept the punishment of the law, but this was not why Yang Feng saved him.

The reason is very simple, there is only one point, and that is, it has not been beaten or beaten enough.

Yang Feng's feet were like sticking to the roof of the car, his wrists were slightly hardened, like an eagle catching a chicken, and Zhang Guicai, who had a cracked liver and gallbladder, nosebleeds and tears, was lifted up.

"Thank you for not killing." Zhang Guicai stepped down and thanked immediately.

Yang Feng just sneered, but unexpectedly, Zhang Guicai also sneered. Yang Feng immediately felt bad and backed away.

Zhang Guicai kicked it empty, and Yang Feng discovered that the toe of his mille-bottomed shoe had a faint sword head with a cold light.

Seeing Yang Feng avoiding, Zhang Guicai was not annoyed, nor surprised, he blew a bloody nose, couldn't help crying out in pain, wiped his tears, and then looked at Yang Feng and said, "Just now. Now, the old man still has the power to fight."

Yang Feng was on guard and said nothing.

In fact, he was still heading against the wind and did not take advantage of the geographical position. Yang Feng couldn't help but reflect, he still lacks experience in battle!

Yang Feng was not irritable or impatient, Zhang Guicai was a little messy, and secretly thought: This kid is so young that he has such a temperament, which is really incredible.

In the fight just now, Yang Feng was already sure of winning, and now he still has the attitude of a lion fighting a rabbit. Without rushing forward, Zhang Guicai felt weak, he couldn't catch the slightest loophole.

Although leeward, Zhang Guicai couldn't help crying because the bridge of his nose was broken, and time passed by.

Zhang Guicai knew that the police must be discussing a plan. The reason why he did not stop was to prevent himself from escaping.There is really not much time for myself, no matter what the result is, only the last fight is left.

Zhang Guicai grasped the ground with his feet and his legs trembling lightly. He slowly took off his reading glasses, held up the corners and wiped them carefully, taking a look at Yang Feng who was fully guarded.

Xu Shi's wind was blowing too hard, she just sighed and was blown dry by the strong wind, and she couldn't wipe it clean.

After wiping like this for three minutes, Zhang Guicai raised his hands and looked at Yang Feng, as if he was barely satisfied, put it on his face, shook his head, and took it off.

Yang Feng frowned slightly, and said to his heart that this old man had made something mysterious.

Zhang Guicai continued wiping carelessly, and then stopped to check whether it was clean, his eyes drenched suddenly, and he threw the reading glasses at Yang Feng.

Yang Feng was slightly surprised, but still leaned back and made a dodge action.However, Yang Feng suddenly noticed a sneer flashing in Zhang Guicai's eyes.

Why does he sneer, what other tricks does he have?While Yang Feng dodged, he kept thinking about it.

Zhang Guicai patted his thigh, and a pair of reading glasses suddenly exploded. The two pieces of glass suddenly turned into thousands of flying blades, flying all over the sky. Among them, countless parts shot Yang Feng's pupils.

Everything happened too quickly and too abruptly, so where does Yang Feng have to deal with?

Even if he closes his eyes, can his thin eyelids block the flying glass chips?

But even if it can't, this is an instinctive action.

Yang Feng closed his eyes for the first time, instead of watching the bullets flying towards him like in movies and TV, there was no reaction.Even many directors love such close-ups, catching rapidly approaching, burning red warheads from their pupils.

Yang Feng always felt that it was pure nonsense. When the human body is in danger, there will be many instinctive reactions, such as closing the eyes.

Although it is useless to deceive yourself and others, humans and even many animals do.

Yang Feng's physical reaction just made him close his eyes, as if his dantian was shocked when he was thinking about it.

Yang Feng didn’t know anything about the outside world, but Zhang Guicai could see clearly. Those glass shards could not hurt Yang Feng’s eyes or even get close to his face. A few inches of ground seemed to have an invisible barrier. .

Zhang Guicai didn't care for inexplicable surprise. As a long-standing thief, he knew the situation well, and he knew that this was his last chance.

Before Yang Feng could react, Zhang Guicai flew up and pressed Yang Feng under his body, holding a blade in his mouth, pressing against Yang Feng's neck, and pinching a blade against Yang Feng's lifeblood.

Yang Feng opened his eyes, motionless: "Good means."

"To each other."

"Do it."

"Then why are you chasing me so hard that you never die? You and Liang Chenglong are just a fate."

"Where is righteousness."

"Sacrifice yourself, the old man will perfect you, uh-"

Zhang Guicai suddenly felt unable to move, as if Yang Feng poked him in the chest.

Seeing Yang Feng and Shi Shiran getting up, Zhang Guicai said a little bit: "You are..."

"I am a Chinese medicine doctor and I just hit your acupuncture point."

"Acupuncture?"

"Old immortal!" Yang Feng stomped on his lips, stepped the blade into his mouth, followed by stepping on his right hand, the blade of the fingertip almost cut off Zhang Guicai's finger.

Zhang Guicai wailed like a pig, and was sent far, far away by the wind.

Yang Feng didn't have the slightest respect for the elderly this time. He grabbed Zhang Guicai by the neckline, punched and cursed.

"This punch is for Zhuangzhuang."

"This punch belongs to Brother Liang."

"This is my sister-in-law."

"This is from Brother Liang's child."

"This punch is mine, grandma's, just threatened my'second brother'!"

"Last punch, free!"

After an old punch came, poor Zhang Guicai became a pig head, fell to the ground and slid straight down the roof...