"Looking for death..."

A low voice sounded, a thin white fist, actually in mid air and this middle-aged man collided together.

With a click, a figure was like a kite with a broken line. It was shot down on the dragon boat and hit its back on the wooden post, making the stable Dragon Boat shake violently.

After that, the old girl gave a wry smile. This strange young man who suddenly emerged from the river was afraid to be killed like a wild boar!

They knew that this strange young man was doomed this time. Even if he didn't die, his arm would be useless.

Thinking of this, they turned their eyes to the dragon boat.

But when they looked at the dragon boat, their faces were full of surprise and distrust. Their mouths were wide enough to plug an egg.

A 20-year-old young man with cold eyes, high nose and thin body, like a mountain, stood still in the bow of the boat.

It was the middle-aged man who was beaten away.

It's unbelievable

Master Yan and Yan Bing can't believe their eyes.

The middle-aged man who can kill a wild boar with that fist will be beaten by a young man who looks very weak.

You know, this middle-aged man can not only kill an adult wild boar with one blow, but also has few opponents in Jiangcheng. There are not hundreds of people under his hand, and there are also 80 or 90 people!

The middle-aged man was also stunned, looking at his bloody arm, his eyes flashed with endless fear and fear, but he turned around and stopped by the old man and the young girl.

"Master, come on, take miss, I can't stop you..."

The middle-aged man's face was as pale as ashes. The severe pain in his hands reminded him that the young man's strong power was not something he could fight against.

I'm afraid we are doomed today!

"What do you want? I'm catching fish... "

Who knows that the young man's words surprised everyone's chin, and there was a black carp weighing dozens of Jin on the deck, rolling ceaselessly.

While they were talking, they kept rolling, but with a puff, they fell into the river again!

Catching fish?

Cough, cough.

Is he wrong?

But with such terrible power, you come to the river to catch fish?

The middle-aged man was almost depressed to death, while the old man next to him frowned, but he took the first step and gave the young man a friendly bow.

"I'm Yan. Your fish should be compensated by us, but I don't have any cash with me. How are you doing with this string?"

With a smile, master Yan took off a dark wooden bracelet from his wrist and handed it to the young man.

When talking, his eyes have been staring at the man, looking at him after the hand string, he just gave a long breath.

Those who accept his gifts are certainly not killers.

"I don't know your name. How about making a friend?"

The man who can blow the middle-aged man away with one blow and hurt his arm is definitely not an ordinary man, so he is obviously climbing up the relationship with this young man.

This makes the middle-aged people who are familiar with Yan Lao's position feel shocked.

You know, in Jiangcheng is the most powerful people, Yan Lao will not be so polite.

At this time, he wanted to make friends with an 18-year-old?

"Xiao Han, as for being a friend, you don't deserve it!"

Finish saying this sentence of night breeze, eyes looking at the river, really did not put this old man in the eye.

The middle-aged man took a breath of air-conditioning, and the girl was in a mess in the wind.

You know, in Jiangcheng, almost all the people in the upper class vie to curry favor with the old man, and it's a great honor to get his praise.

As for the people who can be called friends by the old people in Jiangcheng, there are no more than three.

Who knows that Xiao Han said that the old man is not worthy to be friends with him?

She felt that her grandfather had lost his sight this time. Xiao Han was a man whose brain was pinched off by the door.

Suddenly, Xiao Han turned his head and said carelessly.

"You have a great bearing, and your followers can compete with me. It's estimated that there are also rich people..."

Xiao Han's words made Yan Lao look happy. Did he finally figure out that he wanted to make friends on his own initiative?

Even the girl's face was a bit arrogant. People like my grandfather were willing to make friends with Xiao Han, which was a blessing he had cultivated for several generations. I don't know how many people want to get close to my grandfather.

"Unfortunately, no matter how big the position and power is, it's futile, because you're going to die..."

Ah

Just now, Yan Lao, who thought the situation was turning around, almost sat down on the ground with a face of confusion.

Then, Yan was a little angry.

Even though Xiao Han had some skills, he was too rebellious. First he said he was not worthy of making friends with him, and then he scolded himself for dying?Rao Shiyan has an extraordinary bearing, and he almost died of anger this time. Even if the middle-aged man's arm had been broken, when he heard this, he even rushed up to fight with Xiao Han.

Who knows, the next moment Xiao Han jumped into the river without saying a word.

"I heard that wild boy is coming back? Find someone to do him, and he'll be engaged to Xuening? " On a luxury car, a young man looked at the driver coldly.

"I'll solve it, young master. I can't measure him."

The driver laughs with him, his face is very relaxed.

It's important for him to kill a weak trash like Xiao Han.

It's so easy.

"I hate that trash. I can't do anything. How can I have a woman like Xuening? If you dare to expect the woman I like, there is only one way to die. "

Xiao Yun's face is fierce. When he mentions Han Xuening, he can't help seeing Han Xuening's amazing appearance.

She's just God's favorite. She's the most beautiful woman she's ever seen.

She is the goddess in the heart of countless men in Jiangcheng. Such a woman should be enjoyed by him instead of being treated as a chip by the family members and compared with the rubbish.

Suddenly, Yunshao feels that the driver's expression is not right. He turns his head and asks suspiciously.

"What's the matter?"

"He, he, he's not dead..."

The driver didn't seem to hear it. His eyes were staring at the seats in the back row. His face was full of horror and looked like hell.

If Xiao Han died, the person he saw at this time must be a ghost!

As soon as Xiao Changyun turns his head, he sees that there is one more person in the back seat of his car. That person is Xiao Han, and his eye-catching eyes are staring at him coldly.

Strangely, no matter the driver or Xiao Changyun, they don't know how Xiao Han got into the car?

"It's you. How do you get in my car? If you don't go to heaven, if you don't come to hell, you are looking for death... "