Sister, you miss me

The audience fell silent.

The next moment, thunderous applause broke out.

In the applause, Liu Shengba knelt down with his knees: "I lost! Chinese Kung Fu is profound and profound. The old man is convinced, and I beg Yang Feng to accept me as a disciple."

This request once again shocked everyone.

"Wishful thinking, you have violated the spirit of martial arts, I will never accept someone like you as a disciple, go back to your neon, never see."

After Yang Feng said, he flew towards the Grand Cherokee, took the rose and the ring box from the co-pilot seat, and ran all the way to Nie Qing.

"What is he going to do!" Nie Qing breathed a little shortly after seeing this scene.

Yang Feng quickly entered the Land Rover Defender: "Hey, please send me to the airport, hurry."

"What!" Nie Qing stamped his feet with anger.

...

At Beidu International Airport, the broadcast once again urged boarding.

At the security checkpoint, Wang Bingqian reluctantly looked at the direction of the hall entrance.

There are parents and relatives holding their children's hands and reluctant to say goodbye, while lovers are embracing and reluctant to separate.

Life has been hurting parting since ancient times, and it's even colder than winter.

Looking at those parting scenes, Wang Bingqian's eyes were suddenly misty.

"What is my brother doing, why isn't he coming?"

Qin Xue complained that she naturally knew Yang Feng's movements in the past few days, but now at the last moment, he hasn't appeared yet?

"Forget it."

Wang Bingqian hugged Qin Xue, "Goodbye."

"Sister Qian..." Qin Xue said, "Good luck."

Yang Feng's clothes were ragged, his body was stained with blood, and he rushed to the security checkpoint with a flower ring. This scene stunned everyone, but Wang Bingqian was there.

Originally Qin Xue was going to complain, but seeing Yang Feng's decay, she could only sympathize and heartache: "Brother, you are a step late, Sister Qian has boarded the plane. What did you do?"

Yang Feng rushed to the glass wall and looked at the tarmac, and saw a London Airways Airbus 777 slowly rising into the sky. The silver fuselage reflected dazzling white light under the illumination of winter.

There is no time to say a thousand words.

My tears have already flooded.

From then on I fell in love with that station.

How many times have I looked there foolishly.

...

I don't care where you are.

Please take care of me.

...

Listening to the horn of the airport, "Farewell Station", Yang Feng burst into tears and sat on the ground with a fart, desperate.

Soon, the airport police came to find out the situation, but Nie Qing simply showed his ID and the other party left.

"You stayed with me for three days?"

After turning around Nie Qing, Qin Xue asked.

"you are……"

"It's my brother, who can I be?"

"Oh, that sister who has no blood relationship."

"Do you know what my brother is planning to do today?"

"do not know."

Nie Qing obviously felt that Yang Feng's sister was hostile to her, and she probably had nothing to say.

"My sister-in-law decided to go abroad because of you. My brother bought a flower ring and prepared to propose, but he was late and someone fought with him again? Oh, by the way, why are you willing to be a driver? Could it be that you found it by conscience?"

"What, propose?"

"Flower diamond ring, isn't this a proposal yet?"

"Yang Feng, you bastard. You propose to marry me and let me be your driver, you..."

Yang Feng got up, took off his suit and tore off his tie, dressed in a thin shirt, and walked into the biting wind.

The ninety-nine delicate roses, the lacquered ring box, and the blood garment lay there quietly, as if they were witnesses to this relationship.

"Yang Feng! I will finally conquer you!" Nie Qing clenched his fists.

Feelings are being abused, and the more Yang Feng shows no words, the more Nie Qing will not give up. Since childhood, she has never been wronged at all, and this time she is bound to take Yang Feng down.

...

Neon Embassy.

"Shame, great shame, Mr. Yanagi, for your family honor, what are you waiting for, pull out your ribs!"

The short sword on the waist of the neon samurai is called "rib" and is used for abdominal incision.

"Mr. Ambassador, I would like to ask Yang Feng to accept me as an apprentice. In this way, I can learn authentic Chinese martial arts, and then integrate and integrate with neon martial arts to optimize and improve our own martial arts."

"Asshole, you are not as good as others if you are not as good as a person. You dare to talk nonsense and lose all the face of the nation. Our neon martial arts is the best martial arts in the world, Yanusheng Badao. Let me give you a ride."

Miyamoto Treasure drew out the ribs on the waist of the Yagyo Ba Sword, and pierced it three inches above the navel.

The movements are smooth and flowing in one go.

Liu Shengba was shocked for a while, then stared painfully at the crazy face close at hand, feeling the rapid passing of life.

Miyamoto Treasure's wrist was twisted, the blade was rolling in his belly, Yanu Shengba dripped blood from his knife's mouth, and he was about to fall, he said: "Unexpectedly, Mr. Ambassador is a master of Beichen's swordsmanship."

"Look at it, with the glory of a warrior."

Miyamoto Treasure pushed his forehead against Yagyu Badao, and his lifeless body fell to the ground like a sandbag.

"Father!" Junko Yanagyu rushed into the house, tears bursting instantly, she looked at the vitality of the sword of Yanagyu, and looked at Miyamoto's treasure, "Mr. Ambassador, my father..."

Miyamoto’s Tibetan language was stunned: “Your father, Yagyuu Badao, deserves to be a great master. He regards the honor of warriors higher than life, so he...”

"But, but my father never said he wanted to..."

"Junko, I am also very sad about this. In the future, your brothers and sisters can regard me as a father."

Junko Yanagi just shook his head and wept.

"Also, this hatred is endless and endless."

"Mr. Ambassador, my father is inferior to others, and he was convinced that he lost. Junko doesn't understand where your so-called hatred comes from?"

"Shut up!" The ambassador Miyamoto Treasure was furious. "Your father died because of Yang Feng. The hatred of killing his father is not shared. Are you indifferent?"

"If you don't avenge this revenge, you swear not to be a human being, please tell your uncle.

Liu Shenghaowu broke in, angrily.

Miyamoto Treasure nodded and patted Yoshitake's shoulder to show his comfort: "My child, the most urgent thing is to transport your father's body back to the country for burial. As for revenge, it needs to be discussed in the long term."

"But by my uncle's arrangement."

Hao Wu Liu Sheng bowed and bowed, without pain, only anger and hatred.

...

The contest between Liu Sheng Ba Dao and Yang Feng was too hasty. Many big figures only learned after the fact. I heard that Yang Feng defeated Liu Sheng Ba Dao and ended the match with a stunning and gorgeous Tai Chi move. At that time, they also called to congratulate.

However, none of them can get through, not even one can be found.

In Fengjingyuan's house, carrying the Red Star Erguotou bought from the canteen downstairs, Yang Feng took one third of it in one bite, coughing and crying.

At this time, he thought of Chen Fugui again, of those comrades who died of Colin, so he took another sip.

Yang Feng is a member of the party, but all sorts of encounters forced him to believe in the existence of fate.

It was like Wang Bingqian's departure. It was destined and unchangeable. No matter how much he did, even if everything he did was enough to move Wang Bingqian, in the end Liu Shengba Dadao came out to waste time.

It is irreversible that fate is the only thing playing around with applause.

...

After more than ten hours of long flight, Wang Bingqian and his entourage arrived at the destination. On the plane, she was a little uncomfortable, and she did not move much during the two meals.

Stepping out of the covered bridge, there was a sudden hiccup, and she rushed into the bathroom on one side. She had just leaned on the side of the pool, her stomach was overwhelmed.

After spitting out a squirt of acid water, washing her face and gargle with water, then, looking up at herself in the mirror, who was pale and bleak, Wang Bingqian had a bad feeling.She gently rubbed her flat lower abdomen, and this time, tears mixed with grievance and worry came out.

Her travel plan was sudden. When she boarded the plane, Grandpa's words were still in her ears.

When Wang Bingqian made such a decision, Wang Fenglin didn't object, except that she was right to learn more when she was young.

Wang Fenglin, who has lived all his life, has an insight into the world of all human relationships.Wang Bingqian knew that grandpa was wise, and grandpa must understand that he was leaving with anger.

However, Grandpa didn't point out.

Wang Bingqian cried and asked her grandpa how she spent her years alone. Wang Fenglin smiled and said that their hospital had a lot of labor union activities and would not be lonely. Instead, she asked her to take care of herself alone.

Wang Bingqian dialed the phone, sniffed, and said, "Grandpa, I got off the plane and everything went well."

"Okay, settling in, let's talk to grandpa again, that's it, grandpa still has an operation."

"Ah..." Wang Bingqian vaguely heard someone calling "Director Wang" in the phone, "Grandpa, take care."

Wang Bingqian hung up the phone, touched up her makeup slightly in the mirror, and then dialed Qin Xue's phone while walking with her luggage in one hand.

"Xiaoxue, I just got off the plane."

"Sister-in-law, is it going well?"

"Ok."

"Do you know why my brother is late?"

"Early or late, I'm not sure he will come."

"He came a step late, and he was covered in blood."

"Ah, does it matter?"

"Oh, why do you still leave because you care about him so much, women are really contradictory?"

"Aren't you a woman?"

"It should be a woman in love." Qin Xue paused and asked, "Do you want to know how he got hurt?"

"No." Wang Bingqian said without hesitation.

"An angry word." Qin Xue smiled, "Tell you, my brother is wearing a white suit, a black tie, holding ninety-nine red roses and a wedding ring. However, when he first left school, he was taken over by Liu Sheng. The knife stopped."

"Liu Shengba Dao?" Wang Bingqian exclaimed.

"Yeah, you've also seen how powerful Liu Shengba Dao is. Last time, my brother had a narrow victory. This time they did it at the west gate. He thought he was a great martial artist. Unexpectedly, the gap with my brother became even worse. I’m so convinced, and I'm still playing the role of apprentice, but of course my brother disagrees."

"Your brother's injury..."

"The injuries on my body get better, but the injuries in my heart are hard to heal." Qin Xue sighed softly, "Sister Qian, you didn't see my brother's desperate appearance, I also saw Nie Qing, they really didn't have anything. This time, you really misunderstood my brother."

"In any case, he failed to keep me, this is a fact, I came to the UK, this is fate!" Wang Bingqian said in a daze.

"Sister-in-law, do you really want to be an exchange student there for three years? Can you really endure that lovesickness?"

"Who said that I will suffer from lovesickness? Without Zhang Butcher, I have to eat that hairy pig. I can't start a transnational love?"

"Then I wish you in advance, um, just find a Bond like that."

"Fuck your dead girl."

"Sister-in-law, take care."

"Take care, bye."

After the call with Qin Xue was over, Wang Bingqian looked through the call log, bit her lip and dialed the person with the most records. Unexpectedly, she turned off the phone, and Wang Bingqian angrily pressed "End".