Qiu Shui suddenly jumped out of the battle circle. His face was as pale as a piece of white paper. He covered his abdomen and stood in front of his men. Shortly after Qiu Shui jumped out of the battle circle, Liu Shuang pushed aside the crowd and walked out.

When I came in, my face was flushed as if I was drunk because of overwork.

Qiu Shui raised his hand and looked at his abdomen. There was a long and narrow opening there. No blood flowed out, only a deep breath. He felt that his strength was a little weak, and he breathed heavily. "You."

If you win, I won't interfere in the future affairs between you and Black Tiger."

Qiu Shui said these words weakly, and his face became paler and paler. A bone-gnawing pain came up from his abdomen, and sweat began to break out on his forehead. He felt as if he had just taken a bath.

wet.

Liu Shuang's strength was also a bit out of control. He supported Qing seemingly casually, lit a cigarette for himself, took a long puff, coughed violently, and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of bruises. Qing hurriedly

He wiped the corners of Liu Shuang's mouth with a tissue.

The younger brothers of Qiushui around were dumbfounded, wondering what kind of people these two were fighting. Then, compared with themselves, they all sweated on their foreheads. No matter which one of these two people, they were all sweating.

It's not something people like them can handle.

The ordinary people who were watching thought this was a performance from beginning to end. Now that the performance was over, some of them were more generous and casually threw a few dollars on the ground, which could be regarded as a little recognition and support for Qiu Shui's hard work.

"You are also very strong." Liu Shuang continued, putting the cigarette to his mouth, exhaling a puff of smoke, and then said after calming down.

"There's nothing more to say. I hope we can meet again in the future." Qiu Shui said, holding his stomach and squeezing out of the crowd. The clever little brother immediately ran to drive out of the car and helped Qiu Shui to the hospital.

Qiu Shui's sudden outburst completely changed his influence among his younger brothers. Many people followed him and ran to the hospital. Maybe tomorrow, the many younger brothers in the Black Tiger Club will spread the word about how heroic the second master is.

The deeds can only be more exaggerated, and there is no most exaggerated description.

Liu Shuang coughed slightly again and muttered: "Damn it, I already knew that this kid is not a good bird, but I didn't expect that it made me bleed, and even smoking a cigarette feels like I got into a garbage dump.

Let's go back." No one dares to stop Liu Shuang now, because strength determines everything. This is the law of survival that has existed since ancient times.

With Qing's support, Liu Shuang returned to their temporary settlement unhappily and began to make arrangements for the Black Tiger Society's actions.

However, Liu Shuang's premonition seemed that something else was about to happen. He always felt that this Qiu Shui was not as simple as it seemed on the surface. It was still unknown how much he could believe his words.

Liu Shuang didn't tell anyone about the duel between him and Qiu Shui. There was no need for him to say it. Only Qing knew about it. He was usually so frugal that he couldn't bear to say a single extra word. Qing would definitely not do it.

She said all this, but after this time, she

There is a lot more in Liu Shuang's eyes. It seems that something called youth is slowly sprouting in this girl who has never enjoyed youth. In addition to protecting Liu Shuang personally, he also cares about Liu Shuang.

Enjoy your daily life with every detail taken care of.

The night is like curtain, slowly spreading its black wings in this western core city. The dark night brings uneasiness to many people, but some people feel that the dark night is very quiet and safe, and the whole world seems to belong to them.

.

It seems that throughout the entire Tao, it is generally believed that the best time to take action is when Ye Jingren first makes a decision. This seems to be an unspoken rule on the Tao. The dark night brings them a kind of cover, from visual to psychological

All-round cover.

In this silent night, the hummingbird comes.

The owner of the small hotel was taking a nap below, waiting for a few more guests to come and his small hotel would be full. Thinking about the hotel that was suddenly full today, a bright smile appeared on his face, which made him think about this for a while.

The remote shop once again ignited hope. He tore off the advertisement for transfer of the store and was glad that he hadn't sold out the orders yet.

Drowsily, he felt someone opening his broken glass door, and a gust of cold wind rushed in. The sleepiness that had just climbed into his eyes suddenly subsided and disappeared. He immediately opened his eyes wide and hung up.

He wore a trademark smile, and the face that resembled Grandet's nose shivered with red light.

"Are you staying in a hotel?" He asked as if a few bright red banknotes had slipped into his pocket very quickly.

Standing in front of him was a handsome man, as if he had just walked out of the darkness. The black all over his body made this man look a bit mysterious. There was no smile on his stern face. He just moved a little closer to the boss, and suddenly there was something in his hand.

He picked up a bright dagger.

Without any warning, a cut was made under the boss's red face that was deep enough to show the bone. A stream of blood shot out from the cut, dyeing the computer in front of him a bright red, hidden by the red background of the fluorescent screen.

Strongly stimulates people's vision.

The shop owner's hand stretched forward with difficulty, trying to grab something. His throat was rumbling as if he was being filled with water. His eyes were slowly filled with shock and nostalgia for this world. He

Your business dream is not yet complete!

He remembered the prediction he made at a fortune teller on the street many years ago. The fortune teller said that he could only earn a day's money. It seemed that he was right...
Chapter completed!