Wear it in the past

"Let's go." He Yige pointed a gun at the person driving beside, and said to Lin Yue in a flat voice without any ups and downs.

Lin Yue paused for a moment when he loaded his chest, and raised his eyebrows to look at the young man quietly.

As if you've never seen him smile?

The young man on the opposite side had his calm face as usual, and his tone was the same as eating and drinking tea, which made people feel that he was not the one who would take the risk next moment.

"There are too many people, let's go separately." He Yige said again, and pointed to the front, letting them go first, indicating that he could be in charge of the rear.

Hearing the slight voice, Qingsong kept his hands on his hands, and raised his gun to finish off the guy who was trying to sneak up. The other party's short cry of pain made the surrounding wind frantic, and then he turned to look at the boy.

The young man's insight is very precise, no matter how seasoned and capable you are in single-player combat, if there are people around you who need protection, you will first think of how to get out safely instead of going all out to defeat the place. This kind of moment is not the time to promote individualism, he I understand that at this moment, someone must intercept half of the war.

The person who taught He Yige's marksmanship was none other than Lin Yue. Although the time was short, the young man's understanding of this aspect and his own foundation made him amazing for the first time in a short period of time, just like his Never sloppy behavior style, although Lin Yue did not comment on He Yige's marksmanship, but under the night, with the street lamps shining on his cheeks, the corners of his raised lips were faintly revealing the true thoughts in his heart, and there was a kind of innocence in his eyes. The jade ware that I carefully carved finally seemed to be shining brightly.

Lin Yue suddenly thought about the person who had taught the boy, and an inexplicable strangeness rose in his heart. Did that person appreciate the boy's earnestness and hard work as much as he did?

Lin Yue was unmoved by He Yige's words, and his marksmanship was more capable and tough than Qingsong and He Yige.

The boy's eyes made waves, like a stone thrown on the lake, he straightened his back and repeated again.

"You go, I'll come to the queen." The expression is very serious.

"Can you go back alone?" Lin Yue turned his head and asked with a half-smile.

He Yige glanced around.

"If you can't fight, you can run."

It was the first time Qingsong heard that someone could say such a shameful thing so righteously, the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely.

Lin Yue laughed out loud when he heard the boy's words.

In the night wind, apart from the sounds of gunshots and tires rubbing against the ground, there was this man's wanton laughter, full of joy and ease.

"It doesn't look too stupid."

I thought he was a dead-headed idiot, but it turned out that Lin Yue was very relieved when his rectum also turned around.

After the young man finished speaking, he leaped neatly into a car that was approaching behind him. When he got up and jumped, Lin Yue directly shot the driver next to him, so as not to attack him from front to back and from the back.The boy turned a deaf ear to the muffled cries of pain.

Every time the boy counterattacked, he never hit the opponent's vitals. At most, the opponent fainted or the opponent's strength was relieved so that they could not fight back again.

With a panoramic view of the young man's every move, Lin Yue put away his gun and touched his chin, feeling too soft-hearted.

A soft heart will suffer greatly.

Lin Yue smiled and said to He Yige's back, "Wait for you to come back."

He Yige didn't look back, regardless of whether the other party could see clearly or not, he stretched out the ok gesture, which he learned from Qingsong, and he finally used it today.

Lin Yue thought, it would be good to let the child suffer a disadvantage and gain a better mind, so as to practice and practice.

In this way, he no longer hesitated to wave his hand and order the car to leave.

Later, he thought, if he had left with the stubborn idiot at that time..., he knew, there would be no such thing.

After Lin Yue and the others left, He Yige responded to the besieged situation more freely, with a figure like a charm, shuttling around to intercept the assailants who were about to chase Lin Yue and his party.

The tires burst, the cars overturned one after another, and the ears of the people who were hit violently caused the shock. After jumping out of the car, one after another fell down without warning. Will a target be yourself, and then give you a fatal blow when you don't realize it.

After resting for a while, He Yige's inner breath was already supple, he fastened the gun given by Lin Yue to his waist, and quickly approached those people, his body was as light as a swallow, and he landed silently.

Hearing the sound of guns falling to the ground, the strong men felt their wrists go numb, and when they looked down, they found that the weapons in their hands had disappeared!He looked blankly, and then broke out in a cold sweat, only to see that the guns in his hands had piled up into a hill at some point in the middle. Under the dim light of the street lamps, everyone was empty-handed, looking at each other, with a calm and cold feeling on the side. The young man in front of them aggravated the suspicion they had already had.

Everyone swallowed unconsciously, and their Adam's apple slowly moved up and down.

Hearing one of them suddenly yelled, he pulled out his personal knife and swung it at the boy. Seeing this scene, everyone came to their senses as if they had been given a shot in the arm. They all drew out their personal weapons and rushed towards the young man standing in the middle with bare hands. Menacing, evil spirit emerged, and the previous hesitation was completely gone on his face.

Do your best and give it a go.

No matter how skilled he is, he is outnumbered, not to mention that now, he is standing within a few steps of everyone, rushing forward, not afraid that there will be no chance to kill him!

He Yige stood motionless in the middle, his eyes were black and bright, as if he was deliberately waiting for them.

The young man's immobile posture was regarded as contempt and arrogance by everyone, and instantly angered these thugs.

Twelve points of all the ten points came out.

However, everyone's unstructured moves were like a mess of sand. He Yige swayed to the right, dodged a blow, swayed to the left, and easily dodged. He responded well, and those people who watched the stern moves were dazzled and dizzy.

It looks like a siege, but if you look at it carefully, it looks more like a teenager practicing something alone, occasionally looking down to see if his technique is right when there is a gap.

Yilian: Why are you a little awkward?Oh, it turned out to be the wrong place, come again.

In the end, the people who had been taught a terrible lesson fell to the ground like a puddle of mud, and they seemed to have exhausted even the strength to moan.

He Yige hasn't had such a hearty fight for a long time, although this "fight" is equivalent to his unilateral beating of others, but he has no shame on his face and looks calm.

He Yige stood still, exhaled and collected, did not look at the miserable crowd, turned around and left as if no one else was there, stretched out his palms and lowered his head in thought, waving them under his body while thinking.

Every move and style let him infect the past, and the memory swept over him.

Originally, the matter should end here, and the next step is to go back to each house and find the boss to report the situation, but He Yige, who had just walked less than 100 meters, suddenly stopped, and under the light, he covered his chest, his face turned pale.

The people who fell on the ground saw him and stopped, thinking that he had changed his mind and was going to come back to silence him. In an instant, everyone's faces were pale and pale, regardless of the pain in the flesh and bones, they even rolled and jumped up and ran in another direction.

He Yige heard the movement, ignored it, gritted his teeth, and continued walking, but his pace was slower than before.

The people Cong Hui sent were not all timid and simple-minded people, one of them hesitated before leaving, and looked back thoughtfully at the boy's back.

After that, He Yige was brought in front of Cong Hui.

When he saw Cong Hui's sinister eyes, He Yige tried to raise his inner strength, but his inner strength seemed to be shackled by shackles. He could clearly feel it, but was shielded from it.

Realizing that the internal strength may always go bad for a while, He Yige suddenly became a little irritable.

Then he was taken to a room similar to a prison cell, probably because he was afraid of He Yige's skills, and feared that he would suddenly fight back after regaining his strength, the person who brought him back ordered the guards to lock him firmly in the prison with special handcuffs. on the iron frame.

I don't know how long it has passed, and He Yige, who has never had a sip of water, feels weak all over, his wrists are torn by the edges of the iron handcuffs, and blood drips down.

He Yige licked his chapped lips without raising his head when he heard the door knock, the slight stabbing pain made his sluggish spirit sober.

Then, the door was opened.

Several people came in one after another, and He Yige raised his eyelids slightly to take a look. Among them was the man with dark eyes before, and the man looked at He Yige inside with a smile.

"I didn't expect you to be useful..." Cong Hui, who came up to him, squeezed He Yige's chin, lifted his face, looked at him carefully, and then showed disgusted eyes: "Isn't it just a one-time job?" The fucked thing doesn't look very good, and he even agreed to give up the land in South Street to redeem you..." Cong Hui leaned close to He Yige's ear, deliberately humiliating: "It seems that your skills are very unusual, how about , When Lin Yue comes to pick you up, tell him that you followed me? Huh? Hahaha"

He Yige's face was paler than that night, his lips were chapped, his eyes were dull, he didn't listen to what Cong Hui was saying, his eyes glanced at Cong Hui, and he saw that one of them was holding an unknown tube in his hand. red liquid.

He Yige frowned.

Cong Hui followed He Yige's eyes and turned his head to look over.

When he saw the injection, the corner of his mouth curled into an evil smile.

"This gift for you, you will love it." Cong Hui said with a smile, raised his hand, then turned around and rubbed shoulders with the person holding the potion.

When the needle pierced He Yige's arm, Cong Hui had already left with the people.

He Yige stared at the rose-red liquid completely submerged into his body, his eyes were empty and blank, like a dying beast.

When the needle was pulled out, He Yige's body shook violently involuntarily, his mind went blank, and his body subconsciously wanted to curl up. The handcuffs prevented him from controlling his body at will.

The clenched teeth bit the lips until blood gushed out, but no pain could be felt.

what is that?

The young man with his eyes closed was unconscious of everything, he became dizzy, and he whimpered uncontrollably in his throat. His thick eyelashes were like butterfly wings soaked in the rain, trembling weakly and helplessly.

A tear fell from the corner of his eye, and a small piece of wetness soon appeared on the ground.

On the way to the West End.

Lin Yue, who was leaning back on the back seat, suddenly opened his eyes and put his palms on his heart. There was a sudden pain there just now, and he almost couldn't help but want to bend over and hug something. His eyes were flickering, and he didn't know what he was thinking. .