Looking at Rouyu's sweet sleeping posture, Zhihao felt a slight comfort in his heart. Being able to sleep soundly in such an environment fully shows that this sister has a very stable and strong character. Yes, she was born in such a family.
Here, I feel it to some extent because of what I have heard and heard. Perhaps there is another explanation, and that is trust in myself. If this explanation accounts for a large proportion, then Zhihao is undoubtedly happy.
In fact, Zhihao is often surrounded by a feeling of happiness, no matter what time he is. Just a few days ago, he was still surrounded by strong family affection and warmth. Suddenly, something happened, and the brother and sister were on the run.
Wrapped with soft jade, it's a different feeling.
Zhihao looked at Rouyu silently, a feeling of pity emerged from the bottom of his heart. The girl who used to live in the bright sunshine like spring, now had to be in such a miserable state, how could Zhihao not feel sad?
Zhihao gently put Rouyu's hair on her face and moved it closer to her ears. Rouyu was still sleeping soundly and didn't react at all. Probably only Zhihao was by her side, even in such danger.
Still sleeping so peacefully.
Since he couldn't sleep, he couldn't waste his good time, so Zhihao thought of practicing. From this point of view, it can't be said that Zhihao didn't practice, although it was funny that he was cramming.
As long as you work hard, you will always gain something. Zhihao's mind sank and he quickly entered a stable state. What Zhihao couldn't believe was that in such an environment, he actually had a calm mind that he had never had before.
I don’t know if he had an epiphany or if his skills have improved by leaps and bounds.
Zhihao's mind went blank, and the turbulent thoughts disappeared in an instant. They were completely eliminated. The heat around his body flowed slowly, and Zhihao felt the refreshing relief he had experienced since the injury.
There is probably a mysterious class in the world, who are rumored to be miraculous cultivators. They are the strongest people in the world. They hide in the world and never let anyone know their whereabouts. Cultivators have transformed into immortals through hard practice.
Reach a supreme state.
The author does not know whether Zhihao has stepped into this ranks, or whether it is related to these mysterious cultivators, but one thing I am sure of is that Zhihao's skills, which are several times higher than those of ordinary people, are quietly recovering.
Although not as fast as expected.
In Zhihao's mind, a blur of chaotic images suddenly appeared. It was vague, clearly a lush forest, and in an instant it turned into a vast fire. The heat in the fire steamed, and in an instant it turned into a desert, the edge of the desert.
, a group of people armed with guns and knives suddenly appeared, screaming and rushing towards...
Zhihao was startled, opened his eyes, and hurriedly moved his body. Looking from the window, Zhihao was even more shocked.
Zhihao saw several people walking into the hotel door.
There was no need to take a closer look at the figures of that group of people. Zhihao was already alert, and it must be related to himself and Rouyu. Those figures and steps seemed to have been seen somewhere before.
Zhihao was suddenly stunned.
Zhihao didn't understand. Was the thing that appeared in his brain just now a warning from somewhere? Or was it a special function produced by practicing to a certain level? Zhihao couldn't understand, and he didn't have time to think too much, so he hurriedly pulled up Rouyu.
Rouyu was startled and quickly woke up from her sleep. She was surprised but alert and looked at Zhihao very calmly.
This state is quite good. While Zhihao admired Rouyu, he felt faintly heartbroken, poor sister. Zhihao had a solemn look on his face and did not allow Rouyu to ask any more questions. He said in a low voice, "You hide in the bathroom.
No matter what noise you hear, don’t come out!”
Rouyu nodded, and with a dexterous movement of her body, she entered the bathroom. Zhihao then heard footsteps outside the room.
Zhihao sneered slightly, everything that should come has come, and chasing him all the way to this point can be regarded as persistence.
Zhihao came to the door quietly. The footsteps outside the house stopped. Zhihao felt that there should be five people, exactly.
The door slowly opened, and Zhihao opened the door.
There were five people standing outside the door. Zhihao could tell that they were from the ### gang. They were carrying guys on their waists. Zhihao could feel it without looking closely.
Zhihao waved his hand coldly and made a gesture to invite him in, quite calmly.
The visitors rushed in quickly and closed the door again.
This subconscious action made Zhihao understand that the action of the visitor must also mean that he did not want to alert this place. This is exactly what Zhihao wanted. Alarming others is not a good thing. Even if he wins, he will not be able to avoid a lot of trouble, and it will be difficult to escape.
Increased difficulty.
The visitors didn't say anything, and with a glance, they all rushed towards Zhihao. In their hands, I don't know when, there were already a pair of bright machetes, one in each person's hand, and they all acted in unison and uniformity.
Zhihao's thoughts had already been concentrated, and he only felt the impulse rushing through his body, making it difficult to restrain himself. Zhihao had to vent all the anger and depression he had been feeling for the past few days on these people, so that he could feel free and happy.
Zhihao's eyes flashed with an unprecedented indifference, the dagger in his hand was as fast as wind and lightning, and his body was even more astonishingly fast.
Zhihao knew that with his current skills, if the entanglement continued, he would not necessarily gain much advantage. He could only brake quickly and strike first, hitting the vital point in one fell swoop.
Within a few seconds, you will see the difference immediately.
Four people were already lying on the ground, with deep gashes on their necks. Blood spurted out. Their hands and feet twitched a few times and then stopped moving. The remaining person stood blankly in the corner, too scared to dare.
When he moved, the machete slipped quietly to the ground without knowing when.
Because Zhihao's dagger is being held on his neck?
Zhihao shouted coldly, "Answer my questions honestly and I will spare your life!"
"Hmm, um..." The man wanted to nod, but with the knife held up, he could only blink.
"How many people are outside?"
"Two of them are guarding the hall."
"How did you get here?"
"Someone is in charge."
"How many people are chasing here?"
"There must be more than 20 people. Are they looking for you at the station?" the man kept saying.
This person always puts his life first. I believe that in order to survive, if Zhihao wants to ask about the dealings between their ancestors and the Japanese, he can ask.
"How do you know I'm here?" Zhihao pushed his dagger upward, making a shallow cut, and blood seeped out, "Tell me! If there is a lie..."
"I..., I don't know, what the boss said is mobile phone positioning."
Zhihao suddenly remembered, and secretly scolded him in his heart. Fortunately, he majored in information, so why did he suddenly forget this detail.
"What's going on with the Qinglonghui now?"
"It's been destroyed..." the man said in a low voice, with a look of horror on his face, fearing that if he said the wrong thing, his life would be in danger.
"Where's Mr. Long?"
"already……"
Zhihao had already taken action, and while his opponent's eyes widened, his body also fell softly.
Zhihao couldn't let him say any more, he already understood everything, just as he expected. Zhihao sighed secretly, he couldn't let Rouyu know anymore, at least not now.
Zhihao wiped the dagger and was about to put it in his arms when he heard a cell phone ringing. He found the ringing cell phone and picked it up.
"Have you got it yet?"
"We got it, come on up." Zhihao said and hung up the phone.
After a while, two people came up.
Of course, it's the same fate.
Zhihao's self-confidence increased, and he became decisive in his attacks. He suddenly became ruthless in his attacks. He changed his former kind and kind style and became a bit ruthless and domineering. It was the frequent pursuit and hatred suffered by his sister Rouyu that made Zhihao more confident.
Did Hao change instantly?
The author doesn't know.
Zhihao wiped the dagger clean, put it in his arms, and gently opened the bathroom door.
Rouyu was stunned when she saw the scene in front of her, and looked at Zhihao blankly.
To be honest, Rouyu naturally heard the movement just now. Rouyu was also confident, Zhihao would never miss, but suddenly seven lives were lost. Zhihao became so bold, which Rouyu didn't expect.
Zhihao's behavior in the past was a completely different person from what he is today, which forced Rouyu to re-examine Zhihao.
Zhihao smiled lightly, "They deserved their death."
Rouyu nodded and remained silent.
Zhihao took out a gun from the corpse, put it into his waist, took out two more magazines, and dragged the corpses to the corner.
"Wash your face and let's go." Zhihao whispered.
The two of them were about to go out when Zhihao suddenly thought of something and whispered, "Your cell phone."
Rouyu took out her mobile phone and handed it to Zhihao. Zhihao lifted up the corner of Simmons, pulled a small opening from the inside, and stuffed the mobile phone in. Rouyu was confused and looked at Zhihao silently. Zhihao didn't say much.
