Heming Jiuyuan

【46】

From before the outbreak of the apocalypse to now, Han Heming has never worried about food. The only time he went to Beihuang to grab food was because there was a group of people to feed.

Of course, he has also tasted the taste of "starving". In the past, due to experiments or work, it was common for his chest to stick to his back, but that was different.

"Hungry" and "starved to death" are two obvious concepts.

The man with facial paralysis took a bag of supplies handed to him by the staff, he turned around and handed it to a little boy nestled in the corner.

That should be his child.Han Heming thought.

Those who fight black fists never take food out. Most of them eat it as soon as they get it, otherwise they are likely to be snatched away as soon as they go out.But in the boxing arena, no one dared to make trouble under Xing Huo's nose.

Han Heming saw the child open the bag and take out the food inside—steamed buns or rice balls.

The light in the corner was dim, and Han Heming couldn't see clearly without his animal eyes, so he thought it was a steamed bun.There should be other things in it besides food, maybe medicine and clothes.

The little boy broke off a mouthful of steamed buns and stuffed them into his mouth, then took out the medicinal wine from the bag and applied the medicine to the man, his technique was very skillful.

After the bandage was put on, the boy spat out the steamed buns in his mouth—it had been chewed so softly by him, he opened the mouth of the paralyzed man, and carefully stuffed it in.

"He has no teeth." Xu Yuan said softly, "It must have been broken."

Han Heming: "..."

Not only did the man with facial paralysis have no teeth, but his gums were rotten and his tongue was also broken.

It was a group arena match, and the opponent beat him.

An iron fist the size of a hammer smashed into his mouth.

He can't chew and has trouble swallowing, but he has to eat so he has the strength to go on to the next game.

"Do you want to have a fight?" Xing Huo's voice brought Han Heming back to his senses, and he turned around to see the man who had just disappeared appeared behind him again.

"Will you fight?" Xu Yuan said, "How do you count winning or losing?"

Xing Huo smiled at him, turned around and jumped onto the ring with a loudspeaker in his hand, his actions immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Good evening, welcome to Hunshi." The man stood leisurely in the center of the stage, staring down at the audience, "Today I'm going to bring you a special ring match, the contestant is the one in the audience—"

Xing Huo stretched out his long arm, pointed at Xu Yuan, then frowned, and touched his thin lips lightly: "With me."

The crowd was silent for a while, and then they exploded the loudest pot since tonight, and the small circle centered on Xu Yuan and Han Heming quickly became a vacuum.

Xu Yuan looked at the man on the stage quietly, and didn't have any special reaction to his self-assertion, but it was the expression that should be like this.

Xing Huo continued: "As for winning or losing... If I win, all the contestants today will receive an extra supply. If he wins..."

The corner of the man's mouth curled up into an evil smile, "Then everyone's punches today will be for nothing. I will take back the supplies, and those that have already been eaten will be deducted in your next boxing match."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was booing immediately from the audience. These were all spectators who came to watch the match, and it had nothing to do with them whether the fighters could eat or not.

Han Heming subconsciously turned his head to look at the man with the paralyzed face, who was also staring at them, with no emotion evident on his face.

But the little boy beside him stared blankly at this side with his eyes wide open, his face was shocked by the sudden bad news, his eyes were full of astonishment, and he hadn't had time to catch the hatred that made Han Heming worry.

Xu Yuan patted him on the shoulder, "Wait here for me." After speaking, he walked towards the ring.

He snatched the megaphone from Xing Huo's hand, "I won, all boxers who can't eat will follow me, I can afford you." Xu Yuan threw down the megaphone, stepped on it, and stepped on it. A fragmented.

"Use the power?" Xu Yuan asked.

Xing Huo thought about it for a while, then shook his head: "It's still not necessary, I don't want to tear down the boxing ring that I've built so hard."

Xu Yuan: "Then let's begin."

Xing Huo grinned: "Okay." As soon as the words fell, the man leaned forward and took the initiative to strike, leaving only afterimages of his fists so fast.

Xu Yuan narrowed his eyes, and while dodging sideways, he grabbed the man's wrist and threw him over the shoulder with his backhand, which was about to knock him down.However, Xing Huo seemed to have grown on the ground, and Xu Yuan didn't resist him.

"Is this what you said you don't need powers?"

"I'm useless." The man suddenly raised his knee and pushed it into the bend of Xu Yuan's leg. Xu Yuan also bent his leg following his movement, but he lifted it higher and stepped on Xing Huo's knee superior.

The force of stomping on a loudspeaker is no joke if it's on the leg bones.Xing Huo immediately raised his arms and strangled Xu Yuan's neck, and leaned back hard, pulling Xu Yuan to the side.

The two of you come and go, and they have gone through dozens of tricks while the audience is dazzled.

Xing Huo fended off Xu Yuan's fist, and flicked his long legs to open the distance between the two.

"How is it? Has the event started?" Xing Huo asked.

Xu Yuan moved his wrist slowly: "Okay, come on."

It was only now that the audience in the audience realized that the fierce fight between the two just now was just a warm-up!

……

"Found it, the Xingtian mercenary group's lair is in Hunshi City." Jing Tian searched all morning, and finally determined Xing Huo's location.

Ji Ke: "Is there a map?"

"Yes, I'll pass it on to you right away."

After deliberation, the Jiuyuan base confirmed the members of the "rescue team"—Shen Qin, Feier and Ah Wang.

According to the information obtained by Jing Tian, ​​Hunshi City has no restrictions on people entering the city, because hundreds of people from major bases come and go there every day.

It seems that the arrival of the end of the world has not had much impact on the chaotic world, and it still stands vigorously in the southwest corner as before.It is still a hotbed of selling gold and filth.

No matter when, human beings seem to never stop their pursuit of pleasure, even in the last days.

Shen Qin and others intend to pretend to be personnel from a certain base to enter the chaos, and then inquire about Han Heming and the others.

It was impossible for them to wait quietly for Xu Yuan and the others to come back by themselves.So, at least let them try, in case it helps?

……

"Huhu——" Xu Yuan panted heavily, the sweat on his forehead slipped down his temples to his chin, and the wound at the corner of his mouth was healing little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Not bad, compared to before, you have really made a qualitative leap." Xing Huo touched his cheekbone, where Xu Yuan punched him hard, and it was quite painful.

It seems that since then, he has never felt pain again.

At that time, he was the number one drug lord in West Asia, and there were as many people who were jealous of his position. That being said, there were very few people who really had the courage to compete with him for business.

He debuted in drug trafficking at the age of 16. It took him 12 years to start from the lowest level of bulk goods to sell them in bulk.

12 years.This kind of life of living today without thinking about tomorrow, is it going to end today?

This is what Xing Huo thought when he saw the young soldier.

That soldier was different from the anti-narcotics team he had dealt with before. How could a soldier have such cruel eyes?

If only this guy could follow me.

This was Xing Huo's second thought after meeting Xu Yuan.

"Don't move, put the gun on the ground and kick it over." Xu Yuan raised the gun and aimed at Xing Huo. "Slow down."

The man put the gun on the ground according to his words, stared at Xu Yuan unblinkingly, tapped his toes, and led Xu Yuan's gaze to his own feet.

"Kick it over!" Xu Yuan shouted.

It was this moment that Xing Huo was waiting for, and he kicked the assembly gun hard at Xu Yuan.

The gun swirled straight to Xu Yuan's face. After all, he was still young, so he subconsciously turned his head to avoid it. Before he could react, Xing Huo's fist followed and hit Xu Yuan firmly. Eye.

The eye sockets immediately swelled up, his vision was blurred, and white lights kept flashing in front of his eyes.

Next, Xu Yuan resisted Xing Kuangfeng's attack completely by instinct.

Hmph, how can you still have the strength to throw a bomb when you have already blown your chest to pieces?

Because of his distraction, Xing Huo was hit by Xu Yuan's heart-warming leg, and his body flew out immediately, hitting the iron net with a "bang".

It's been a long time.

"You punched me in the eye just now, are you taking revenge for that punch back then?" Xing Huo leaned on the iron net, his expression was very relaxed, and he didn't look like he was fighting at all.

"What kind of revenge?" Xu Yuan asked, "What else is there?"

"Hey hey..." Xing Huo laughed. "I won't fight anymore, I admit defeat." He waved his hand at Xu Yuan, who didn't care about the beginning and end of his child's play, stood in the middle of the stage and watched him for a while, then turned and went out.

The audience is of course very dissatisfied with such a result, but...

"Today's boxing match is over, close the door to see off the guests!" Xing Huo shouted loudly.

Well, this won't even let you watch the rest of the game.

As a result, the irritable audience were honestly kicked out.

……

"Are you hungry?" Xing Huo waved at the two of them, "Come and eat."

Xu Yuan was also not polite to him, and he took Han Heming to the table.

The waiter brought the prepared meals to the table. Han Heming looked around and found that they were all home-cooked dishes, so he gave them away for some reason.

"Don't look down on it, porridge and side dishes are very difficult delicacies in the last days!"

Han Heming: "Indeed."

Xing Huo smiled when he heard the words, lowered his head and began to eat with a grunt.

"When will you send me to the guild?" Han Heming asked tentatively.

Xing Huo sneered, "Who will see you off? It's so far away, someone will pick you up."

"When?"

"Tomorrow."

"Why did you tell me everything? Don't you need to keep it secret?"

"I'm happy, what's your love?"

Han Heming: "..."

At this time, Han Heming would never have thought that the guild indeed sent someone to chase him, but they didn't ask the mercenary group to help him. Someone else came to him, and they just used the name of the guild to let him relax his vigilance That's all.