I don’t know what happened to Jin Pingmei. He seemed to have suddenly gone crazy. He was seriously injured. There was a deep wound in his lower abdomen and a bruise on his forehead. Although he had been treated, the situation was not optimistic. When I arrived
Since then, Jin Pingmei has been in a coma.
While he was crying, he tried hard to crawl out, which affected the wounds on his abdomen that had been treated. The blood immediately soaked his clothes. I quickly held him firmly, but Jin Pingmei's strength suddenly became so frightening that it seemed like he was crawling.
Getting out of this cave has become his only goal, and he doesn't listen to my dissuasion at all, as if his ears have lost their function.
In this way, he barely crawled two meters under my stop, and was almost approaching the entrance of the cave. The situation outside had become such a bad situation, how could I let him go out to die, I suddenly became anxious, bent down and stopped him.
She hugged him tightly to her chest. This time, it was difficult for Jin Pingmei to crawl, but she still struggled.
"I know, it's you who's here..." Jin Pingmei cried and shouted outside the cave, his nose and tears mixed together, almost covering his face.
To be honest, I have never seen a man cry like this. If he hadn't been touched by the untouchable place in the deepest part of his heart, I believe Jin Pingmei would not be like this. Although he is not a person who can completely control himself.
, but at least he knows how to control his emotions better than me. It can only mean that Jin Ping Mei is unable to extricate himself at this moment.
"I always remember your words..." Jin Pingmei burst into tears, but refused to stop. He choked and continued to cry intermittently toward the outside of the cave: "I have been living well, just knowing that you will definitely come back. You are back, come out
Meet me, meet me."
"Don't be like this!" I whispered to Jin Pingmei: "Don't let people outside see that someone on our side is out of control!"
In my impression, although Jin Pingmei is poor in kung fu, he understands the overall situation and is tolerant. But now Jin Pingmei can't listen to anything.
"Come out! Brother! Come out!" Jin Pingmei suddenly stretched out his hand and tremblingly explored the darkness outside the cave. His whole body seemed to suddenly collapse at this moment, crying loudly: "Brother! Come out and let me
look at you……"
It was at this time that I hesitated, because I realized that Jin Pingmei felt that someone had come here quietly?
But he definitely couldn't do it like this. Regardless of his injuries, he kept writhing and struggling, unable to hold himself down.
"do not Cry."
At this moment, a faint voice suddenly floated over from the deep and endless darkness outside the cave. This voice was not high, nor was it special. It was very ordinary, just like an ordinary person who could not be more ordinary.
However, this sound seems to have a powerful penetrating power, and nothing can stop it from coming.
Jin Pingmei's body that had been struggling suddenly stopped. He opened his tearful eyes wide and looked out of the cave.
Except for Xiaoning's group, there was no light at all outside the cave. However, after the sound came, a figure walked out of the darkness not far away. This figure was very strong, and as the outline of the figure gradually became clearer
At that time, I was extremely excited because I could see that it was Zhao Yingjun!
I have been in contact with Zhao Yingjun for such a long time, and I couldn’t be more familiar with him. I will definitely not mistake it. The figure coming out of the darkness is Zhao Yingjun!
We had reached the end of our rope, but Zhao Yingjun miraculously appeared in front of us. He is the best kung fu person I have ever seen. When he appeared, it was like a desperate situation and we saw some hope. Because of the excitement, I
His mind was a little confused, and then he started to get nervous again. Zhao Yingjun was a master who was at the top of his game, but those two old men were equally terrifying.
After Zhao Yingjun appeared, he started walking towards us. Then, in the darkness behind him, there was another figure, slowly following his footsteps.
Another person appeared.
This person is completely unfamiliar to me. I have never seen him before. He is not very tall and is very thin.
He walked very slowly, but the steadyness of his steps was something I had never seen before. It seemed that every step he took would leave a footprint on the hard ground. I couldn't tell his specific age, but he probably
He is in his thirties. He has a thick beard on his lips and a long scar on his face that extends from his forehead to his cheek.
This person seemed to be ordinary, because after he appeared, he did not bring any aura, nor was he filled with a strong aura like other strong people. He just walked over slowly.
, like an ordinary person walking on the way home. He has only a natural and tranquil meaning.
However, he still aroused my great interest, just because under his indifferent appearance, there is a pair of eyes as deep as the starry sky.
There was a faint light in his eyes, as if they contained an entire universe. I was surprised because I had always felt that, except for Li Fusheng, no one else's eyes would be as endless as the universe.
The appearance of Zhao Yingjun and this man immediately made the people blocked outside the cave a little nervous. Xiaoning knew about Zhao Yingjun, and naturally knew that this was a powerful and very difficult character. He frowned slightly and turned his attention to the entrance of the cave.
, looked at me, as if telling me that he did not want any conflict with us, but since Zhao Yingjun is here, it means that a fierce battle is inevitable.
I can understand the worry in Xiaoning's eyes. Although Zhao Yingjun is strong, he only came with one person. As for Lao Maozi and Uncle Lai, in addition to the people below, there are two other Lao Maozi. Zhao Yingjun has no chance of winning.
Zhao Yingjun had no scruples. After he appeared, he walked all the way towards the entrance of our cave. He didn't stand firm until he was only four or five meters away from the entrance. Then, the man with a thick beard who looked ordinary but was extraordinary appeared.
, and stood quietly outside the cave.
The moment he stood outside the cave, Jin Pingmei suddenly seemed to be going crazy, trying to break away from me with all his strength, trying to crawl out, but I couldn't figure out what was going on, so I refused to let him go.
At this time, an old man started to ask questions in Russian, probably asking who Zhao Yingjun was. Xiaoning was a little reluctant, turned around and said a few words in a low voice, and the translator began to tell the old man in Russian.
Lao Maozi looked at Zhao Yingjun and the man with a thick beard who had just appeared. Although he did not issue any orders to stop him, there was a kind of arrogant confidence and contempt in his expression. I don't doubt that one of them has defeated the free fighting champions in Europe, because he has beaten the free fighting champions in Europe before.
With Kuang Haige's skills, there was little room for him to fight back under their coordinated attacks. However, Lao Maozi's demeanor made me feel angry and unfair. He didn't seem to take any of us seriously.
Probably, Zhao Yingjun is a carefree person, he looks like a laid-back man in the city, and the man with the thick beard has nothing special about him.
"Mr. Botawana said." The translator pushed up his glasses and said: "No one's arrival can restore your decline..."
"Shut your mouth." Zhao Yingjun interrupted the interpreter without politeness. He looked at the bearded people around him, then turned to the group of people: "My friend also said that he just came back.
If you don’t want to take action, it’s still too late for you to get out now.”
"Do you know who you are talking to?" The translator was quite angry. He pointed at the old man standing behind the crowd and said, "Mr. Botawana, once defeated..."
"I don't care who the hell you beat."
Zhao Yingjun disappeared for so long, I don't know where he went, but he was still the same, unwilling to suffer any loss in words, and started to curse the other party.
At this moment, Jin Ping Mei, who was tightly held by me, suddenly burst out with a force that was beyond my imagination. He broke away from me, then reluctantly got up and ran staggering out of the cave. But he couldn't run steadily.
, and he couldn't stand still. I could see that he wanted to run to the man with the beard. There was only a few meters away from each other. However, Jin Pingmei fell down when he was about to run.
This time undoubtedly touched the wound on his abdomen heavily, but Jin Pingmei couldn't feel any pain. He was still crying, crying heartbreakingly.
"I know you will definitely come back." Jin Pingmei gasped for air. Only in this way could he manage to pronounce the words amidst violent sobs. He choked and swallowed his tears: "You will not leave me alone...
"
"No." The bearded man squatted down and grabbed Jin Pingmei's trembling hand. I saw that the moment he squatted down, tears overflowed from his eyes as deep as the starry sky.
"This time, I feel like I'm going to die. I've never been afraid of death, but this time I'm very afraid." Jin Pingmei held the other person's hand tightly: "I'm just afraid that if I die, I won't be able to wait for you anymore and die by myself.
I'll never see you again, brother! I'm afraid I'll never see you again..."
"Don't cry." Tears welled up in the eyes of the bearded man. He stretched out his other hand and gently touched the top of Jin Pingmei's head.
With just such a gentle touch, Jin Ping Mei suddenly calmed down, as if this hand could bring him the most trustworthy safety in the world. He didn't have the slightest fear, as if this person was by his side, no one could hurt him anymore.
"I'm back, I won't leave again, don't cry." The bearded man held back the tears in his eyes and smiled at Jin Pingmei. It could be seen that he was not good at expressing emotions with expressions, but any
Anyone who sees this smile can realize the deep care and affection behind the smile.
At this moment, Gong Jue, who was seriously injured, also limped out of the hole. He had always been very patient, but at this moment, he seemed to be as uneasy as Jin Ping Mei because of the arrival of this bearded man.
Gongjue ran to this man and hugged him tightly. The three people, three pairs of eyes, were constantly changing, looking at each other. They all laughed, with tears in their eyes, laughing so happily.
"Get up, you are just like me, you will never grow up." The bearded man gently helped Jin Pingmei up. This time, his hand accidentally touched the deep and scary wound on Jin Pingmei's abdomen.
The wound had reopened, and the bearded man's hands were immediately covered with blood.
He looked down at the blood on his hands, and the smile at the corner of his mouth immediately froze. His eyes, which were originally as indifferent as the starry sky, were suddenly filled with a coldness as cold as ice.
He slowly turned around, stared at Xiaoning's group opposite, and whispered: "Who hurt my brother?"
I don’t know if it was my imagination, but this man with a beard who looked like an ordinary person suddenly felt like a sleeping god awakened when he saw Jin Pingmei’s wounds.
An angry god.
His thin body suddenly erupted with an aura that was so powerful that it almost made me feel suffocated. That aura was invisible and qualityless, but it made people unable to breathe. His eyes and tone seemed to freeze, turning the eternal darkness.
Frozen forever.
I felt his anger, uncontrollable anger.
Xiaoning's group of people are not fools, and at this moment, like me, they noticed the aura emitted by this man. No one answered his question, and they didn't know how to answer it. The two old men behind the crowd also frowned.
They frowned unnoticeably, because only at this moment did they realize that Zhao Yingjun was strong, but what was even stronger was this person who was just like an ordinary person.
"Who hurt him!" Even when the bearded man was furious, his tone did not increase much, but everyone could feel that the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed.
This made me realize once again that he was an extremely important person to Jin Pingmei. His appearance made Jin Pingmei so excited that she couldn't help but burst into tears. Similarly, for him, Jin Pingmei was also an extremely important person.
"Do you still need to ask?" Zhao Yingjun saw that no one answered, and turned around with a grin on his face and said to the bearded man: "It must be these bastards across the street."
The eyes of the bearded man were completely cold. Not only was Zhao Yingjun not anxious, but he was gloating about his misfortune. He stood there with his hands behind his back, looking at Xiaoning's group, shaking his head and saying: "Someone is going to suffer."
The bearded man said nothing more, turned to Zhao Yingjun, took some medicine, and bandaged Jin Pingmei with his own hands. His technique was extremely skillful and crisp, and Jin Pingmei completely calmed down. The sense of security this person brought to him was
Nothing can replace it.
After I finished treating the wound, I had a vague premonition that the bearded man was about to have an attack, and there would definitely be a fierce battle. I quickly ran out and helped Jin Pingmei walk towards the cave. Jin Pingmei refused.
He grabbed the man's sleeve and refused to let go.
"I won't leave again." When the bearded man turned to look at Jin Ping Mei, the coldness in his eyes disappeared without a trace in an instant. There was only indescribable concern and love in his eyes: "Go back and wait.
Just wait, everything will be over soon."
I took Jin Pingmei and Gong Jue back to the cave. After we left, the aura of the bearded man had reached the extreme. He turned around and walked towards the other party step by step.
He is like a fearless god, calm but powerful and confident. I believe everyone can feel his aura, which makes people tremble and uneasy.
"You guys go." Xiaoning suddenly said over there: "Leave now."
"It's too late to shirk responsibility now." Zhao Yingjun grinned again and crossed his arms, looking like he was watching the fun.
"Mr. Botawana will punish you. It's you who are going to mess things up." The translator looked regretful and shook his head: "There should have been some opportunities for a turnaround."
"My brother lost his parents when he was young. I risked my life just to let him live a good life." The bearded man was still walking slowly: "Anyone who hurts him will be killed!"
"Xiao Xiang, don't make a mistake." Zhao Yingjun said from behind: "Those two arrogant old men are the culprits. Leave them all to you. I will take care of the remaining small fish and shrimps."
"So arrogant! I don't know how I died!" The translator was obviously nervous, but he refused to suffer at all and shouted loudly from behind the crowd: "Mr. Botawana once defeated..."
"Defeat your mother!" Zhao Yingjun's face suddenly became stern and he spat: "On China's territory, why are you so awesome? Someone will deal with you!"
The man with a beard was obviously not good at words. He remained silent. As soon as Zhao Yingjun finished speaking, he suddenly moved.
At that moment, there seemed to be an illusion in my vision. The figure of the bearded man suddenly sped up at an incredible speed. That kind of speed could not be achieved by anyone. His figure changed in the dim light.
Illusory, like a halo with a halo, a cold light burst out in his hand.
Only when you pay full attention can you see that there is a metal pipe in his hand. This kind of pipe is not unfamiliar to me, the monk has used it before.
A person and a metal pipe were completely integrated at this moment, like a killing machine, unstoppable. I couldn't see anything clearly, I could only see the rapidly moving figure of the bearded man, followed by a group of people.
A ball of blood flew in the air. Zhao Yingjun also moved. Although there were many people on Xiaoning's side, no one could withstand such an offensive. A hole was torn open in the crowd, and a man with a beard headed straight towards the crowd.
The two old men behind him left.
I know that the legendary God of Death does not exist, but at this moment, this person is like a God of Death.
I witnessed this scene with my own eyes, an unforgettable scene. In fact, I don’t remember it very clearly, just because the scene was so fast that I couldn’t distinguish it carefully.
At that moment, I truly realized that in this dark underground, neither I nor the soul boy was the king. Only this bearded, calm and silent man was the king.