Headache, thirst, and bouts of dizziness.
Zhou Jinru opened his eyes. The picture in front of him was suddenly near and far, clear and blurry. There was a strong irritating smell in his nose and mouth.
"Water, water."
He struggled to get up to find water. Just as he was about to turn over, he found a red-haired girl lying next to him. Of course, she was awakened by his movements.
It's actually a red bean.
Shouldn't he confront the Ursus on the 34th floor of the Longmen Financial Building? Why did you suddenly... return to Huaihu's old house, with an extra red bean beside you?
"you're awake?"
Hongdou rubbed her sleepy eyes, her tone was neither salty nor light, and she picked up the thermos cup on the bedside table. She had already prepared warm water.
"How did I get back?"
He had no memory of what happened in the middle. This feeling was still experienced when he drank a piece of wine on his roommate's 20th birthday. After the hangover, he forgot everything.
After drinking water, the burning throat felt much better. Anko sat on the edge of the bed and talked about the things he couldn't remember.
…
"What are these Ursusians doing here?"
Just when Zhou Jinru was puzzled, Bai Song in front of him picked up the water glass, took a sip, and asked, "Do you want a sip too, Doctor?"
"Oh thanks, I happen to be a little thirsty."
Zhou Jinru didn't think too much. He took the water glass from Baisong's hand and poured a sip into his mouth. The liquid flowed down his throat and into his stomach. It was sweet and tasted mellow and sweet. It didn't feel like boiled water or something like that. Now Longmen people Are you enjoying it so much?
He asked curiously: "What kind of drink is this? It tastes pretty good."
Baisun took back the water glass and explained: "This is the water of life that the Ursus people call. Different from the inferior drinks they drink, what I bring is the best quality that only the Ursus nobles can afford to drink... ...Mr. Aguang? Mr. Aguang! What’s wrong with you!”
water of life……
A sentence popped into Zhou Jinru's mind, isn't this thing Maozi's vodka? In the cold winter, there are only two things that can catch the eye of the fighting nation, one is pork with fat, and the other is water of life that can be lit with a lighter.
Steaming heat radiates from the top of the head, accompanied by top-heavy weight and four double shadows. Could it be that everyone present has learned the forbidden technique of shadow clone?
Zhou Jinru was holding on to the wall with one hand and grabbing Bai Song's shoulder with the other. He breathed out the smell of alcohol and said dissatisfied: "A Song, you are not kind. It is an obvious fact that those masked people above are here for you. Why? Putting them into the financial building, who is this acting for? The dignified Longmen Financial Center can do such nonsense, and is it not afraid that the nobles of Longmen will cause trouble for him? "
Baisong didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Mr. Aguang, don't talk nonsense."
"Okay, it's up to you. Let's not talk anymore. We just want to do one thing now."
Zhou Jinru was delirious now. He only said one sentence and said no more. He saw the emotions gathered together in his eyes. He reached forward and grabbed it, crumpling the crimson emotions that represented anger into a ball.
"enlarge."
After uttering two words gently, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he patted Baisong on the shoulder hard: "Go beat them!"
Before Beisun could react, the Ussans who were acting cautiously suddenly opened their eyes and rushed over with weapons in their hands. The sudden anger overwhelmed their minds, and there was nothing left in their eyes. enemy.
"Ula~"
Baisong looked at this scene in shock. Why did he suddenly start charging?
Reality did not give him much time. The Ursus man at the front had already rushed in front of him. He raised the short knife in his hand and slashed hard on his buckler. There was a heavy force on his arm, and the buckler was pressed hard. Shen.
when! when! when!
After three consecutive slashes on the shield, the ferocious Ursus gave Baisun a strange feeling. Why did these people only slash at his shield? It's obvious that they are almost face to face, but the opponent's only target is the buckler?
A hand was placed on his shoulder from behind, and an orange figure jumped over, stepped on the face of an Ursus man in the air, and knocked him to the ground.
The appearance of Huaihu relieved the pressure on Baisong's front, and some of the Usas people who swarmed up were attracted away.
"Lie down!"
Baisong raised his round shield and struck it hard on the enemy. He tilted the shield to block the incoming knife. He raised his fist and punched the furry face. The smell of alcohol welled up in his body as he stared at the target. The defeated Ursus man felt indescribably comfortable all over his body.
"Hahaha, come again!"
The Fengho boy suppressed his blush and roared loudly. In an instant, three or four knives were slashing at him, suppressing his lofty words.
"A gang fight is not a hero!"
Baisong roared angrily, subconsciously ignoring why he became so irritable.
At this time, Zhou Jinru was leaning against the wall and sleeping soundly. He couldn't see the flames igniting in the anger gauge in his field of vision. The other three emotions were almost violent. In the end, the surprise gauge that was not filled was only a little empty.
Anger controlled everyone, and their emotions became very violent, turning into explosive barrels that only needed a spark to detonate.
The moment Huaihu turned over and landed on the ground, she picked up a bench on the ground and turned around to block it. There was a flash of sword light, and an Ursus man's short sword followed closely, cutting the bench in her hand into two pieces. .
She had no choice but to hold the two benches in her hands. Her eyes were in a trance, as if she had returned to her childhood.
She has been practicing martial arts since she was a child and grew up listening to the heroic stories told by her father. The legendary figures in the stories are all highly skilled in martial arts, chivalrous and courageous, eliminating violence and protecting the peace of the country. However, when talking about the modern times when she and Lord Wei fought against Ursus, At that time, my father was always taciturn, saying that it was all in the past and kept silent.
Hey!
Holding a knife that had been slashed, the sharp blade cut into the bench. Huaihu held the bench with his right hand as an arm guard to block the enemy's attack. He rounded the other half of the bench with his left hand and slapped it hard. An Ursusian was caught off guard. In an instant, the bench was shattered and wood chips were flying in the sky. She stood there, with the blurry figure of her father leaving before her eyes.
He rolled to the side to dodge, and picked up the short knife on the ground. The moment his fingers touched the handle of the knife, the familiar feeling came back.
"Ah Hu, after all, Wing Chun with red brows is just a kung fu for fighting alone. Our family's real skills lie in this sword. It has no name. It was created by a great hero in ancient times. He doesn't know any kung fu. It's right. There is no research on swordsmanship and swordsmanship, and all I rely on is a wild goose feather sword to contend with monsters."
"Abba, what's the name of that great hero?"
"You remember, his name is Wang Chongyang."
boom!
The light of the sword drifted like snow, and all the Usas people present collapsed to the ground, their protective gear falling apart and blood flowing everywhere.
Huaihu seemed to have been drained of all her strength, and fell softly into the ruins. The only thing that could hold her up was the knife in her hand.
Then the blade shattered inch by inch.
