Like playing a movie, Li Wei's thoughts returned to reality from the memories. Looking at the students' presidents who had turned a blind eye to him being bullied but now came to stop him from taking revenge, he felt that these people were like idiots, and people would not be as knowledgeable as idiots.

"How did he treat Xiuying at the beginning? I am still quite ruthless now." Li Wei threw down a sentence, turned around and left.

The expressions of the student union president and the people around him were frozen. Han Xiuying's incident was a tragedy that Huaming Middle School did not want to mention, both students and teachers, and the intoxicating face and temperament. Coupled with the title of talented woman, the well-deserved beauty of Tianzhi, but her beauty is so poor that she died of beauty because of Zhao Biao. Even the student union president is still indignant. Zhao Biao was able to kill this day. Li Wei has now become cruel and ruthless, and has become the number one person in the school who dares to mess with. He also feels cold on the back of his neck. If he annoys Li Wei, he will be the next one to be pinched off his neck.

June 9th, it is nothing special for others, but for the senior high school students in China, it is the day for the people to turn over the great liberation. The college entrance examination is over, liberation, freedom, and the extremely depressed study and life are finally over. The evil senior high school life will never come back. Let’s cheer for freedom.

On the afternoon of June 9, No. 17949, Wanshoushan Cemetery.

There is a bouquet of flowers in front of the bluestone tombstone, and the handwriting in front of the monument is new "Love Daughter Han Xiuying".

The photo of the tomb owner on the monument is still clearly visible, and the photo shows a beautiful girl with a sweet smile.

A boy sat silently in front of the tomb. He had been sitting for three hours, not moving, with no expression on his face. He placed the flowers in front of and behind the tomb without saying anything, but tears were moved from his eyes and fell down again, wetting the collar of his chest.

Li Wei comes to Han Xiuying's grave every Sunday, and communicates with Xiuying silently.

"Xiuying, are you doing well below?"

"That guy Zhao Biao was beaten five more times this week. Hehe, he also robbed him of fifty dollars and bought you a bouquet of flowers."

"Don't worry, I will definitely avenge you. I will slowly play Zhao Biao to death. His old man was just shot and no one will protect him again."

"The other students never dare to bully me anymore. Only those who are left in the student union jump out and scream occasionally. They are timid and timid. It's so funny."

"I really didn't expect that I was very cowardly, and I was bullied by others. Now it would be great if I didn't bully others. It would be really satisfying to make people afraid. It would be great if I had been like this before. Hey, you might not have liked me. Maybe you prefer the cowardly me."

"Today's college entrance examination is over, I will leave here. I have applied to Peking University. I believe I will definitely pass the exam. It would be great if you were by my side, so we could go to college together."

"It's a pity that this life is impossible. Just wait for the next life, you must wait for me."

As the sun sets, Li Wei stood up silently, pats the dust on his body, and slowly leaves. In his heart, Han Xiuying became an eternal memory of him.

In the distance, a middle-aged couple looked at Li Wei's far away. They looked at Li Wei for a long time not far away, but just stood there, watching from a distance like two strangers. They stood tired for more than three hours, but did not alarm Li Wei.

The middle-aged woman threw her tears into the middle-aged man's arms and whimpered: "It's really hard for Li Wei, this child. He is worthy of our family's shadow. What a good couple."

The middle-aged man also held back his tears and said in a low voice: "Yes, Li Wei deserves Ying'er, but now it's impossible." He shook his head. Although the man did not let tears easily, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

Han Xiuying's parents agreed to the relationship between his daughter and Li Wei. Unfortunately, God broke up and separated the couple, and the yin and yang were separated. When they often saw their daughter's tomb, they often saw Li Wei there, but every time they looked at Li Wei and his daughter's tomb from afar, without coming forward to disturb him.

Suddenly, Han Xiuying's parents' expressions froze. They saw a big boy suddenly rushing out of the roadside, wielding a lightning-fire short sword, slashing Li Wei's back fiercely.

But the next scene will never forget them.

A man suddenly jumped out from behind Li Wei, holding a shiny sharp knife in his hand, and pounced towards him.

The special training created Li Wei's keen senses, which made him notice the abnormality behind him, and turned around to take a look.

It was Zhao Biao, his eyes were full of viciousness, his face was covered in ferociousness and stabbed his heart with a knife, roaring wildly: "You damn fat man, I've had enough. Go to hell to accompany your horse."

Zhao Biao was oppressed by Li Wei until the college entrance examination, which made him unable to study with peace of mind. Today's exam was even more because of Li Wei's beating before the exam, which made his mind blank. He handed in the blank paper for the first time. If he could do well, he would go to a prestigious university, find a good job, be superior, get back what he lost, and even clean up Li Wei. However, he failed, a blank paper ruined his life. Although he woke up and studied hard, it was too late. Li Wei did not let him go at the last moment. He felt that his life was over, and it was completely over.

Zhao Biao understood that Li Wei's learning level was definitely the first in the third year of high school, and his future development would definitely be better than himself, indicating that he would be played with by Li Wei with more vicious means, but before that, he would drag Li Wei into hell even if he died.

After all, I sat in front of Han Xiuying's tomb for an afternoon, and my body was a little numb and stiff. Li Wei still did not have enough agility to avoid it. He was about to penetrate his heart three inches away.

Just when Li Wei was about to accept his fate.

Li Wei suddenly saw Zhao Biao and the dagger in his hand twisted, strangely as if the flat space had been deformed, and the dagger with pure steel shining with cold light turned into a soft finger.

The scene in front of him seemed to have deformed, the road that was originally straight actually turned strangely, and the three-dimensional space seemed to have one more dimension. He left the space in front of him, and the pulling force from all directions made Li Wei heart-wrenching.

He struggled and turned his head, and from the corner of his eyes, he could see a twisted vortex behind him, as if he was about to suck him into the darkness.

"Is it a wormhole?"

Li Wei's last thought before losing consciousness

Zhao Biao did not see the scene Li Wei saw. He just saw his short sword approaching a little closer and could pierce Li Wei's body. The world could finally be purged.

However, he watched Li Wei look at himself with a strange smile on his calm face. If it was atomized, it would turn from entity to transparent and gradually disappear into the air.

Zhao Biao pounced on the air, leaving only the last calm but weird smile on Li Wei's face in his mind. A living person disappeared out of thin air in front of him, and he was his mortal enemy, and no one could accept this scene.

"Haha, I'm dead, all dead, ha, dead!" Zhao Biao shouted wildly with an out of control. He went crazy, threw down the knife, screaming as he walked further and further away.

Chi!~~~~~, Chi!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~, Chi!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The disorderly but constant strange loud noises were accompanied by a howl full of madness, "Say it!~~~~~~"

"It's so noisy!" Li Wei slowly opened his eyes and felt chills on his body.

It seemed like it was early morning. Through the thin mist, Li Wei suddenly found that he was alone in the mountains, and there were long screams in the distance, like the sound of something cutting through the air, and occasionally violent explosions.

What's going on? Rebellion early in the morning.

After listening for a long time, Li Wei finally heard the harsh howling sound was in Japanese.

It was late autumn when I saw that the leaves around me were golden and scattered, but I was clearly in summer.

Making a Japanese movie?!

So, where is this?

Only then did Li Wei remember that before he woke up, he was clearly in Wanshou Mountain Cemetery. He had just finished the sacrifice to Han Xiuying's tomb and returned home. It seemed that Zhao Biao, the boy, jumped out from behind and stabbed him with a knife.

Zhao Biao? Holding a knife?

Li Wei was sweating coldly. Could it be that he was dead? But this was impossible. With light, breathing, and he was intact. He remembered his last thought: "Wormhole!".

The space twist sucked him here, so where is this? What is the sound of the sound of slapping in the air? And what is the hysterical ghost calling ghosts in the early morning?! It's such a strange place.

Li Wei did not notice two figures emerging from the bushes behind him.

The strange sound dragging the long sound was getting closer and closer to where Li Wei was staying.

Suddenly, several strange sounds approached Li Wei quickly.

Li Wei was stunned and suddenly pressed Li Wei down from behind with one hand. A low voice came from his ear: "Let's go down, don't move!"

There was a terrible sound of breaking the branches around it, and Mars exploded on the rocks. Several holes appeared on the trunks. A few small things jumped and stopped quickly on the stones. They were the ones that just cut through the air and flew out.

Li Wei finally saw the true face of the little thing that finally fell to the ground. It was a rifle projectile. The high temperature of the bullet body made the grass leaves sizzling, and the color quickly turned into an abnormal dark green. He remembered the introduction in the military book. It was less than 7 mm caliber, which was a bit like the bullets fired by the standard Japanese Apocalypse Type 38 rifle.

He finally understood what the loud noise of the chub was, it was a gunshot, the real gunshot, the "chub" was the sound of ammunition explosion, and the "chub" was the sound of bullets breaking through the air. Although Li Wei had read many military books, he had never experienced a real gun battle scene. The gunshots in movies and TV were only the sound of ammunition explosions with empty packages, and there was no difference between the sound of firecrackers. No wonder Li Wei could not distinguish them.

Li Wei turned his head and saw clearly that the person who pressed him down was a young man, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with messy hair, a plain, thin, coarse cloth, patches, bright eyes, and another boy beside him.
Chapter completed!