Chapter 183

Although fireworks are easy to be cold, the moment of beauty is pleasing.

I lay on the ground and there was no one behind me. At that moment, my heart was very helpless. How I want someone to see through my hypocritical arrogance.

But because of this, I can't let he Haoran look down on me. Yes, I can lose! I can die!

But I can't die so humble! Even before I die, I will make he Haoran look at me with new eyes!

I will stand tall and never bow my head in the face of all despair!

I represent justice, while he Haoran represents sin.

Is sin really going to defeat justice?

I am very unwilling, but he Haoran is too strong. He is like an insurmountable mountain. Even if I am hysterical, I can't get over it. He can easily crush me, even without effort. The most important thing is that he doesn't have any ties at all, so I can't find enough to threaten him,

If he Haoran is really afraid of anything, it must be death!

For me, death is a relief, but for he Haoran, death is the end!

At the end of his drunken life, he naturally doesn't want to die. His eyes contain not only Myanmar, but also the vast world. He wants to trample the whole world under his feet, and his ambition is unlimited.

But obviously, I don't have enough qualifications to let he Haoran die. I don't even know how much he has hidden from me. In his eyes, I am as humble as a mole ant, which is not worth mentioning.

He Haoran looked down at me. Seeing my sad and angry face, he smiled contemptuously: "well, Wang Chen, admit defeat, kneel on the ground and kowtow to me. Maybe I'm happy and will make you die faster."

When is death an honor?

I stubbornly raised my head and said coldly to him, "my Wang Chen kneels on his knees, kneels on his parents, and even anyone I can kneel, but you, he Haoran, don't deserve it!"

Hearing this, he Haoran's gloomy smile stopped abruptly and replaced his increasingly gloomy face. His feet made a force and seemed to crack my head. He said coldly to me, "what are you talking about?"

I sneered: "I can kneel down for anyone, even a beggar, but you, he Haoran, are not qualified! Do you understand? If you don't understand, I'll..."

"You're crazy!" He Haoran made a sudden effort, and only heard a bang. There was a burst of tearing pain in the back of my head. He Haoran crushed his skull. The taste of pain made me cry.

He Haoran bent down, grabbed my hair and said fiercely, "do you think I can look up to you? Daydreaming."

I raised my hand difficultly, grabbed he Haoran's arm, bared my eyes and said, "I don't need you to look up to me!"

He Haoran smiled coldly, shook off my arm easily, and said proudly, "Wang Chen, if you really have backbone, what's your ability to stand up and lie on the ground?"

He's right. I'm dying on the ground. What can I do? At best, it's just a back talk. It doesn't cause any substantive harm to he Haoran. The rest of the people also look at me with a cold eye and scoff at my previous back talk. My Wang Chen is known as the God of war in Myanmar, but now, I have a trace of the dignity of the God of war all over me? This is clearly a smelly dog who only knows how to play rogue, lying on the ground and rolling all over the ground.

I was very unconvinced. I wanted to stand up with my hands on the floor. I knew that I would be knocked down by he Haoran again, but I couldn't die without dignity. As long as I still had one breath, Wang Chen would definitely stand.

The whole audience immediately focused on me. Even he Haoran was very interested. He was most aware of how much damage the Yin and Yang fingers had caused to me. Secondly, when I stepped on me just now, my skull was broken and it was a miracle that I could wake up. Let alone stand up, I'm afraid I had trouble raising my hand.

I clenched my teeth, red eyes and covered with dust all over my body. I used all my strength to support the floor and shouted frantically to cheer for myself. However, in the end, I fell to the ground like a lost dog.

Seeing this, he Haoran sneered: "you'd better lie on the ground. Waste is waste! I really don't understand what my brain thought in those years. It may be the biggest sadness in my life to cultivate such a white eyed wolf as you."

I didn't speak. My eyes were scarlet and hot. I clenched my fist tightly and propped the floor again to stand up.

Those indifferent eyes, those disdainful ridicule.

I'll knock it all over!

But I failed again.

When he Haoran wanted to make a new round of sarcasm at me, he saw me holding the floor again and trying to stand up. When his words came to his mouth, he stopped and frowned at me.

once...

Again!

Once more!

Finally, at the tenth time, I successfully stood up. I showed a gratifying smile, my face was pale, my lips were dry and cracked, and I was bleeding. My legs kept getting soft, and severe pain came from my head. The whole world was dark in my eyes, and he Haoran also had several layers of double shadows in front of me, but I insisted.

At that moment, the audience was silent and looked at me in shock. No one thought I would stand up again. In their eyes, it was almost impossible, but I did it! After I repeated the mistake for the tenth time, I successfully stood up and overturned all ridicule. For a moment, everyone no longer despised me, but looked at me with a very solemn look, as if in a moment, my figure was hundreds of feet high, with the shadow of the invincible God of war in Myanmar.

He Haoran narrowed his eyes and stared at me deeply. After a long time, he said to me: "I thought it was the dark soul who despised the enemy, but I didn't expect that your perseverance made you strong. It seems that it's not humiliating for the dark soul to lose in your hand, but Wang Chen, how did you stand up!"

He Hao mocked me indifferently that I was a waste, but I stood up abruptly. Doesn't this mean that he looked out of sight? But what makes he Haoran wonder most is how I came from a force that insisted on making me stand up again. The Yin and Yang fingers hurt me like any move.

I licked the blood from the corners of my mouth. I really didn't know whether it was the dry crack of the corners of my mouth or the attack of Qi and blood. When the strong smell of blood rushed into my mouth, I woke up a lot and had some strength in my hands. I straightened my waist and looked at he Haoran, Then he said coldly, "it's you! It's the hatred between you and me! My heart reminds me all the time. If I admit defeat to you, I might as well commit suicide!"

He Haoran said in a deep voice, "is it a shame to lose in my hand?"

Without any hesitation, I made a quick decision and said, "yes! Losing to you is the biggest shame in my life!"

With these words, between the lightning and flint, I suddenly set out, sideways aimed at he Haoran and launched a "fatal blow".

After standing up, the power in my body barely recovered. To be exact, this power is hidden in everyone's body. However, it will not be issued when you are exhausted or when you are on the verge of death. It will only be issued when you are prompted by your crazy thoughts! This force is fierce and terrible!

However, this force also has a very serious counterattack. After all, this is an inherent force, but after you consume it, your body will be extremely embarrassed, ranging from serious injury to death. This is no joke.

The powerful force I broke out made me confident, because the distance between me and he Haoran was too close. He was right in front of me. As long as I hit, he Haoran would be half disabled if he didn't die!

However, what shocked me was that when I rushed to he Haoran, his figure flashed and disappeared. I lost my goal and had no way to release my strength. At this time, there was a terrible threat behind me. It was creepy. I quickly turned around and a dark shadow fell from the sky and came to me in an instant.

It was he Haoran. He kicked on the wound on my chest. I didn't even have time for pain, so my body flew backwards and hit the ground heavily, making a dull noise. A sweet stream poured into my throat, and the blood gushed out. The momentum became extremely depressed.

At that moment, I really fell into the swamp of despair, staring at the sky, and I had no strength all over.

My lucky heart is gone. Indeed, he Haoran is very different from me. I didn't even succeed in sneaking attack on him, let alone playing openly.

Except for the fatal blow, I really don't have any unique skill. Moreover, I'm still going to sneak attack this move, but he Haoran's reaction speed is extremely exaggerated. I was ready to kill him, but I always thought too much. He Haoran didn't pay attention to me at all. Even at the moment I stood up, he was already on guard against me.

I fell to the ground, and there was severe pain in my internal organs. I even felt very tired when I tried to write. I really didn't want to live, and even said that I couldn't find any meaning to live.

The fireworks in the sky stopped and drew a perfect answer for today's engagement banquet. I showed a wry smile.

He Haoran looked down at me and said, "Wang Chen, just your tripod Kung Fu still wants to attack me? In front of me, you are the lowest mole ant."

I'm too lazy to refute. He Haoran can say whatever he likes. Anyway, I'm willing to be a waste now.

After the explosion of the hidden power of my body, I can't use a trace of strength. I don't care what outsiders think of me, and I don't want to pursue the so-called dignity.

My eyelids are drooping. I want to have a deep sleep. Even if I know that I am facing death after closing my eyes, I am willing.

He Haoran still kept talking. Don't say it yet. His words were faster than the effect of hypnotics, and my eyelids became heavy gradually.

Unconsciously, I passed out.

Good night, world.

Goodbye, world.