Sister, you miss me

According to Tony Jia's vision, Yang Feng only had to sit and wait.His own iron knee should hit his lower abdomen or thigh, no matter what kind of result, Yang Feng's half life would be removed.The remaining half-life ends with a pair of iron elbows.

Smashed on the ribs, or on the heart and lungs, the result is the same.

Yang Feng once caused the organization to suffer a great humiliation, and the humiliation will be washed away in the heavy rain tonight.

what!

Both knees failed to hit Yang Feng's lower abdomen, nor did he hit his thigh, but only hit the hard floor tiles, and two deep pits were also smashed.

It's okay, there are elbows, elbows as hard as knees.

After a second of astonishment, Tonija slammed his elbows down sharply.

It’s a little far away from the heart and lungs, and it’s okay to hit the middle and lower abdomen.

At this moment, Yang Feng stood up abruptly, swiping his left palm at random, and even slightly shifted Tony Jia's elbows.

"Two or two strokes? It's useless! Well, what are you laughing at, uh..."

Tonijia first saw Yang Feng's weird smile, followed by a pain in his left chest, and when he looked down, Yang Feng's broken arm had actually pierced into his chest muscles.

"I know it's useless, but this trick should work."

"Not necessarily!" Tonija was quite confident of his thick and hard chest muscles.

Yang Feng smiled miserably, and the internal strength of his body spit out through the right arm, even at the end of the crossbow, it was enough to shatter Tony Jia's heart.

However, he will also collapse and maybe die.

At this moment, there is no time to think, this is his last chance.

Sure enough, Tonija felt a violent force, hitting the fragile heart through the thick chest muscles.

At first, the heart seemed to be gripped by a big hand, and then it swelled under huge internal pressure.

Tonija's face was red as blood for a while, and his face was like gold paper for a while, and the colossal body trembled involuntarily.

"It's over." Yang Feng's sharp stubble sent forward, like stabs a layer of window paper, and entered Tonija's heart.

"Ah—" Tony Jia yelled wildly, exhausting all his strength, the last strength, and a horizontal elbow, knocking Yang Feng over.

Tony Jia also turned sideways, his heart gushing out, splashing Yang Feng's face all over.

Yang Feng opened his mouth to catch some, and from beginning to end, his right arm never left Tonija's broken chest.

His sight gradually blurred, his consciousness gradually dissipated, and a short life appeared before him.

The rain keeps falling.

...

"Ah—" Qin Xue woke up while clutching her chest, "Brother, brother..." In the dark, she fumbled and turned on the lamp, and when she looked at her mobile phone, she tried to dial Yang Feng's mobile phone at two o'clock in the morning, but it was still turned off.

Qin Xue had a nightmare, in which her brother was covered with blood.

The sudden ringing of the cell phone frightened Qin Xue. When she saw that it was actually from Wang Bingqian, it should be daytime over London. Is there anything wrong?

"Sister Qian, what's the matter?" Qin Xue switched on the phone, her voice full of fatigue.

"Xiaoxue, I don't know how to tell you."

Qin Xue couldn't laugh or cry: "Sister Qian, our side is now in the middle of the night, it's better, OK, you didn't think about it, how can you bear to disturb me."

"But you answered the phone quickly, you didn't sleep?"

"I just had a nightmare and I woke up scared, and finally I was taken aback by your sudden call."

"Nightmare, is it about Xiaofeng."

"how do you know?"

"Sister Li also had the same dream. I was distressed, so I called and asked. Who knows that Xiaofeng's phone number is always critical. It's been several hours, so anxious!"

Qin Xue also said that she was flustered, but she still comforted Wang Bingqian: "Don’t worry too much about your brother Li, you know how powerful your brother is, so there’s nothing wrong with him. The rain last night was particularly heavy. Maybe the phone got water."

"Oh." Wang Bingqian sighed softly, unable to accept this far-fetched reason.

"Don't worry, when I know him, let him call you back as soon as possible."

"Remember, the first time, by all means."

"I will tell him that, but is it the first time it depends on whether you two occupy the first position in his mind?"

"Fuck off, hang up."

When Wang Bingqian hung up, the smile on Qin Xue's face gradually condensed. When she recalled Qiao Xuan's strange call last night, she became increasingly restless.

I called Park Zhongsheng, Jin Zishan, and even Wang Datong, but found nothing.

I called Gao Xiaobao and Zhu Rongrong, but there was no message.

Qin Xue pulled her hair, thinking about the entire Beidu, where else could her brother stay?

Then, her eyes lit up and she called Zhao Min.

"Xiaoxue!" Zhao Min's voice was full of fatigue.

"Sister Zhao, is my brother with you?" Qin Xue asked impatiently.

"Not found yet."

"What? Where did my brother go?" Qin Xue became excited.

Zhao Min immediately knew that he had missed his mouth, "Well, I mean, we found out that he was missing, we are looking for him."

"Even you can't find it?" Qin Xue was about to cry.

"No," Zhao Min had no choice but to say against his will, "because we haven't spent much effort to find it, don't worry, we will find it soon, trust me."

After finishing the call, Qin Xue became desperate, and she shed two lines of tears: "Brother, where have you been, brother, you can't do anything!"

Zhao Min just sighed slightly, but received a call from Nie Kangtian.

Nie Kangtian's voice was also exhausted: "Xiao Zhao, if it is convenient, come to the base."

When Zhao Min arrived, Nie Kangtian’s barracks were filled with many people, but she only knew Chen Dazhuang and Qiao Xuan.

Everyone's clothes were wet, and there was some mud, and they looked tired.

Nie Kangtian put down the cigarette butt, his eyeballs were bloodshot, "Everyone," when he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was a little hoarse, so he took a sip of water and continued: "Everyone, I want to ask you for something personal."

"How could this be!"

After listening to Nie Kangtian's words, Qiao Xuan and Zhao Min almost unanimously.

The distress of the two of them all showed on their faces.

"I'm sorry," Nie Kangtian said earnestly. "However, it is imperative that everyone first find Xiaofeng as soon as possible."

...

I don't know how long it took, Yang Feng woke up shaking.

I don't know what time it is, and the sky is still drizzling.

This autumn rain made the temperature drop a lot, and Yang Feng, who had lost too much blood, felt cold from body to heart.

Tonija could not stand his eyes until death, but now only a cold and broken body remained.

Yang Feng struggled, pulling his broken arm from Tony Jia's broken chest.

Looking at the blood-stained forearm, Yang Feng cried bitterly.

In this cry, there is pain, regret, anger, and unwillingness.

The other forearm was lying quietly under the eaves of the newsstand. Yang Feng tried his best to crawl over and grab it in his hand.

The blood coagulates, the muscles are stiff, and the arm is dead.

Yang Feng had lost contact with this, and a part of his body was close to his lips, and tears were shed.

God's will, two words broke into my mind again.

If it weren't for the sudden encounter with Tonija, the arm would probably be able to catch it.

God!

Yang Fengqiang sat up and tried to meditate.

The human body is a completely natural universe, and the loss of his right arm makes it impossible for him to circulate his internal breath, and it is difficult for his true energy to flow.

Meditating for a long time has little effect, but restores half strength.

With one hand on the ground, he stood up slowly, and he couldn't help but stagger again, and finally stood still.

Shaking his head and looking at his embarrassed self reflected in the glass, he knew that there must be a lot of people looking for him, but he did not want anyone to find him like this.

After Yang Guo's arm was cut off by Guo Fu, he left alone. He found a place where no one was there. He buried the broken arm and even erected a monument, which read: The Tomb of Yang Guo's Arm.

Yang Feng decided to do the same, but he would not erect a monument, and would make anyone invisible to the buried object.

I couldn't find any tools to dig, so I had to use a porcelain bowl in the newsstand.

Fortunately, a heavy rain poured through the earth, and the soil in the green belt was not difficult to dig.

However, even so, Yang Feng experienced heavy injuries and fierce fighting, and just digging out a few bowls of soil, he began to pant like a cow.

At this time, Yang Feng had no concept of time.

After half an hour, or an hour later, a pit was finally dug. It was about 20 cm long and 20 cm deep, which was enough.

Yang Feng was all muddy, but like embracing the closest lover, holding his arms tightly, he did not want to be buried for a long time.

It wasn't until the rain was getting smaller and smaller that it was about to stop, that he didn't hesitate to throw his broken arm into the pit, and bury it with mud with tears.

"Farewell." Yang Feng said silently in his heart.

I remembered that I had read a horror novel, and a homeless man was grilling people's legs in the park... Yang Feng was shaking, not daring to think further.

Walking into the newsstand, Yang Feng cleaned up the wound on his broken arm and simply bandaged it. He wanted to leave as soon as he looked at the two innocent people who had died. Unbearable, he picked up the old man's phone and dialed 110.

"A murder happened here."

The hoarse and indistinguishable voice shocked the sister in the reporting center, and when she reacted, no one answered.

Yang Feng applied another layer of mud on his face before he walked out of the green belt.

"If there is another eagle..." Yang Feng felt endless bitterness in his heart.

Covered in mud and blood, Yang Feng walked towards the nearest freight station desperately like a sloppy homeless person.

Due to a heavy rain, the air was fresh and the roads were clean, and some stalls for buying breakfast appeared along the street.

On the opposite side came a young woman holding her son. The little schoolbag he was carrying was printed with the words "Olympus", and his immature little face was full of unwillingness.

The young woman pointed to Yang Feng and said to her son: "If you don't study hard, you will be like him in the future."

The dignified number one in the college entrance examination has thus become a negative textbook for not studying well.

After climbing over the fence and climbing into the coal carriage, Yang Feng made it in one go. He had no destination. He just wanted to stay away from this city and go to a place no one knew or knew.

Realize self-exile.

Just as the coal train was gradually speeding up "besides", a team of police blocked the murder scene in the urban green space center.