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Lu Xiaoman's expression changed several times, and then returned to calm. Binglan was so angry that she didn't notice Lu Xiaoman's expression. Wu Ming was like a heartless guy and didn't pay attention. He continued: "Zhang Ziming has someone he likes. I don't know how to treat him like this."
Tell me, okay?"
"Pah!" Bing Lan slapped Wu Ming on the face and said angrily, "You are worse than a pig or a dog, you bastard!"
Wu Ming did not avoid it deliberately, but just slapped him. Binglan was just as he expected, his eyes were red with anger and his shoulders were shaking. It was obvious that Binglan cared about Zhang Ziming.
Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. Wu Ming thought like this and did it very thoroughly. He used cruel reality to extinguish the other party's fantasies. The process was cruel. Seeing Bing Lan's pale face, Wu Ming felt unbearable, but after all,
Having already spoken, I could only continue: "Zhang Ziming should care about you very much, otherwise he wouldn't feel so guilty."
"Guilty ass!" Bing Lan roared, "If you cared about me, you wouldn't look for me!"
After Bing Lan finished speaking, she hid her face and left. When Wu Ming was about to leave, he was stopped by his boss: "Classmate, pay the bill."
Wu Ming emptied the rest of his money, paid, and chased after Binglan. Lu Xiaoman bit her lip and quickly followed.
Bing Lan is in extreme danger at this time, a kind of self-danger. Zhang Ziming's change of heart (for Bing Lan) is a devastating blow, and there is no guarantee that Bing Lan will do something stupid.
Downstairs, Binglan covered her face and squatted on the steps, sobbing. The two stood quietly not far away, looking at the sad Binglan, unable to say any words of comfort.
"Are my words a bit sudden?" Wu Ming asked with a guilty conscience.
"More than that?" Lu Xiaoman said angrily, "It's simply cruel!"
Wu Ming sighed: "I take back what I just said."
"Boring." Lu Xiaoman said angrily, "Is there any regret medicine in the world?"
Ten minutes later, just when Wu Ming felt that he should step forward to comfort him, Binglan stood up, wiped the corners of his eyes a few times, then came to Wu Ming and said, "I'm sorry just now, are you okay?"
Wu Ming smiled bitterly and said, "I deserve it."
Binglan didn't smile, just nodded indifferently, and then said: "I'm just wondering why he would ask you to do it. He has a very high vision, and ordinary people don't bother to pay attention to it. He has thoroughly interpreted the arrogance in the Zhang family's bones."
Wu Ming did not refute, but nodded and said: "I have an illusion that he cares about you very much."
"From now on, anything about him has nothing to do with me." Binglan said calmly, "Don't mention him in front of me in the future, okay?"
Although her words were for discussion, her tone was undeniably tough. Coupled with her already strong aura, Lu Xiaoman nodded obediently. Wu Ming looked around, and then said: "It's getting late, go back. Just take a nap."
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"How do you know?" Lu Xiaoman said softly.
Wu Ming glanced deep into the woods and said nonchalantly: "Everyone has his own story, a summer that was blown away by the wind. Of course I am no exception. If everyone was as innocent and innocent as you, how could there be so many others?
Hatred.”
"Really?" Lu Xiaoman whispered, but did not continue to pester. He looked at the seemingly normal Binglan with pity and smiled, "Go back. I am still with you. I will always be with you."
Binglan's eyes were complicated, and after a long time he reluctantly nodded and said: "Thank you."
Wu Ming stayed, without saying the specific reason, saying that he wanted to be quiet. Lu Xiaoman left without thinking too much, and accompanied Binglan. Before leaving, he looked back at Wu Ming who was smoking in confusion, and suddenly had an illusion.
Wu Ming seems to be integrated with the darkness and becomes a part of it.
It was nearly twelve o'clock, and the surroundings were eerily quiet. A weak wind lifted the hair covering the corners of the eyes, and the branches and leaves deep in the forest swayed regularly.
After putting out the cigarette butt, Wu Ming stood up, straightened the corners of his T-shirt, and after confirming that he was straight, he quickly walked towards the school gate. After leaving the school gate, he hid in a sparsely populated area.
It was still the same small park, not big, but fortunately it was quiet. When he walked into the door, Wu Ming touched the cold iron door, paused for a moment, and quickly walked into the darkness, leaving only his dazed back.
Wu Ming stood on the top of the hill, overlooking the bottom. On the horizon, the moon hid in the clouds. A touch of darkness fell above his head, gradually covering him from head to toe.
"Come out." Wu Ming said softly, very gently, as if he were treating his friends and relatives, his eyes filled with reluctance and regret in the darkness.
In the darkness of the night, a light suddenly lit up in the jungle under the hill. The man who walked out had a bald head, a tall figure, and firm and strong steps. He stepped on the ground with solid steps and stepped forward until he stopped five meters in front of Wu Ming.
Wu Ming stared into the other person's eyes, as if he wanted to see through the other person's thoughts. The bald man's eyes were calm, without panic or fear. What was shocking was a sense of fearlessness.
Wu Ming had met this man once. In front of the Chunfeng Bar, by the Huangpu River. Zhao Xiaohua happened to pass by that night and helped him solve the problem. A flying knife penetrated deeply into the bald head's body. But he didn't expect that the bald head was still alive.
tonight.
Zhao Xiaohua said that Baldhead is his subordinate. The members of the escort team of Venus International's huge empire are as powerful as the national special forces, or even better. Those who have been trained by Zhao Xiaohua can be called a man. Tough.
, persistent, ruthless. That night, Zhao Xiaohua was very angry and said that she would investigate the matter thoroughly. We don’t know the result yet, but it’s not important because the bald head appeared in front of Wu Ming again.
There is no Zhao Xiaohua tonight, and no one will fall from the sky. Wu Ming is facing a soldier who has been on the battlefield for a long time, cold-blooded and cruel. Wu Ming does not doubt the murderous intention of the other party, and the murderous aura surrounding him is locked on him from a distance.
But Wu Ming was not afraid, he just looked at it coldly, with an inexplicable meaning at the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "Why are you so persistent in wanting to kill me? Your eyes are so determined, can you give me a reason?"
The bald man did not speak, and stood silently. The aura around him continued to gather, and the air around him became strangely quiet. When he lowered his head, he suddenly raised his head like a dormant wolf, his eyes bursting with light, and he stretched out his two palms.
The bones crackled, and when stirred, several small vortices suddenly appeared in the air.
This is the strength of the Wu family's security, the killer carefully trained by Zhao Xiaohua. If the bald head does not move, the wind will roar, the branches next to him will burst, and the bald figure will disappear on the spot, shrouded in black, as fast as
Ghostly.
Wu Ming's eyes became brighter and brighter. His feet rotated in a strange arc, and he touched the ground lightly. He crossed his hands slightly and leaned forward.
The bald body jumped up, stopped on top of his head, and smashed down with both heads, with full force and strong wind. Even the hard rock would probably be smashed. But the moment the fist hit his head, Wu Ming's eyes burst out.
The bright light, with a gentle movement of both hands, actually blocked the thunderous attack.
He bent his hands into a grasp, pinched his fists with exposed veins, quickly climbed up with a few fingers, and touched several acupuncture points on his arms. The bald head in the air grunted, and his body was thrown away by Wu Ming, hitting his body on the top of the hill.
On a small tree.
The trunk of the tree was fragile, and the bald man could not help but break his huge body into two parts. The bald man stood up and took a stance, but did not rush forward immediately. His eyes shot out a faint light and stared at Wu Ming.
Wu Ming's expression remained unchanged, he strolled towards the bald head and asked, "Why do you want to kill me?"
"This is an order!" The bald man finally uttered a few hoarse words, then roared and rushed towards Wu Ming.
Wu Ming snorted coldly and said, "Do you really want to die?"
The bald head answered Wu Ming's words with practical actions. He attacked Wu Ming without any protection, and used a lose-lose method. But both sides were hurt, and it was suitable for two people with opposite strengths. Wu Ming turned sideways to avoid the bald head's attack, and his footsteps changed strangely.
, seemingly simple steps, but he calmly avoided the fierce attack of the bald head.
The two of them were in a stalemate like this for ten minutes. The bald man still didn't stop his unnecessary attacks. His fists hit the surrounding branches and shook the leaves all over the ground.
The summer wind carried a slight chill, and there was a hint of sweat on the back of the bald head, but a persistent light shone in his eyes. Wu Ming realized that the opponent would keep attacking even if he was tired to death, so he turned around helplessly, and appeared behind the bald head like a ghost, hitting him with a palm
To the bald neck.
But right here, a sudden change occurred. The bald head's eyes flashed slightly, and his speed suddenly increased more than twice. He grabbed his hand faster than Wu Ming, and at the same time, the other fist struck with fierce force.
Wu Ming's abdomen.
Hiding his strength, Wu Ming raised his eyebrows. The opponent did not use all his strength from the beginning, just to confuse him. The wind of the fist hit, and his clothes rustled.
Wu Ming misunderstood the opponent's strength, and his bald head did not detect Wu Ming's depth. Wu Ming snorted coldly, and strangely broke free with one hand that was caught, and then lightly hit the opponent's chest. At the same time, the other
With his hand, he directly clashed with the oncoming fist.
Wu Ming faced the powerful blow from the bald man in front of him, without using any tricks. It was a naked hand-to-hand fight. However, the hand-to-hand fight was over as soon as it started.
The bald man misunderstood the speed of Wu Ming's palm, thinking that he could hurt both sides. However, Wu Ming's palm seemed slow, but it hit his chest instantly.
The strong body was beaten everywhere. The bald head, which seemed impossible to be injured, was hit by Wu Ming and was unable to fight back. From the beginning to the end, Wu Ming's expression remained unchanged and he was extremely relaxed.
The bald man's eyes showed disbelief, then he calmed down and looked at Wu Ming who was walking over.
Severe pain came from the body, searing heat, burning with vitality. The bald head shocked Wu Ming's hidden strength, and at the same time sweat broke out on his forehead. He remembered what the instructor said on the day of training in the team. Only kung fu can make him stand out from ordinary people.
If you practice your physical skills to the point of dark strength, you will be able to kill your opponents more effectively. However, there are very few people who can reach these levels.
The bald man believed that there were absolutely no scratches on the surface where he was hit, but his internal organs suffered huge damage.
"Can you tell me whose order it is?" Wu Ming asked softly.
