The hustle and bustle faded and the night was quiet.

It was just ten o'clock, which was a bit unusual for a city like Los Angeles.

What is even more unusual is that on such a silent night, a group of people came up to them.

The momentum is menacing, and the tiger is eyeing it.

All the strong men, burly and upright, after seeing Zhang Xiaobai, his steps were even more anxious.

Zhang Xiaobai frowned, turned around and ran.

Those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come.

I accidentally fell into an ambush and had to flee.

Some battles, whether they can be fought or not, must be fought.

But there are some battles, the heroes don't suffer the losses in front of them, and the thirty-six plans are the best.

But Zhang Xiaobai still miscalculated.

The moment he turned around and pulled his legs, I don't know when a figure was already lying in ambush behind him, and at this time, it was in front of him.

Zhang Xiaobai first heard a sound of wind, and then saw a fist.

Punch up, people fall!

Zhang Xiaobai was planted directly on the ground.

I just fell to the ground.

There was a dense sound of footsteps, and the group of strong men had arrived.

Zhang Xiaobai seemed to faint, and fell to the ground motionless.

In the night, the man who punched showed a greedy look, and seeing Zhang Xiaobai was like seeing a prey, and he was a hunter.

He stretched out a foot and stepped on Zhang Xiaobai's chest, and slammed it hard, "Don't pretend, since I made a move, forgive you for not being idle, you won't be so can't help fighting!" ”

Zhang Xiaobai, who fell, still didn't make a sound.

A trace of doubt flashed on the man's face, and he frowned and said to himself, "Are you really dizzy?" Such a big formation just to deal with a rookie? ”

As he spoke, he secretly exerted force under his feet, and this force should wake up painfully even if he was really dizzy.

Zhang Xiaobai is like a corpse, at his mercy.

A man walked out of the crowd and said, "You're not going to kill him, are you?" ”

The man showed a hideous look, looked at the speaker angrily, and shouted: "Shut up, forgot the previous explanation? ”

The man pouted and walked into the crowd.

The man leaned down, while maintaining great vigilance, and stretched out his fingers to probe Zhang Xiaobai's nostrils.

There was a faint breath from his fingers, sometimes long and sometimes rapid.

The man seemed a little disappointed, stood up and sighed softly, "It's really a cannon to hit the housebird, and it's overkill." ”

The man looked at Zhang Xiaobai and slowly stood up, "It's your turn, remember!" Don't move anywhere else, just slap your face until you can't even recognize your mother! ”

After explaining, the man walked to the roadside phone booth and dialed 120.

As soon as he dialed the phone, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd.

The man immediately hung up the phone, only to see a figure suddenly rush out of the crowd, followed by a fleeting back.

The corners of the man's mouth curled slightly, he bent down, and suddenly his feet exerted force, like an arrow off the string, and quickly chased after him.

And the group of people ran wildly.

A comical picture appeared on a street in Los Angeles.

Like a running race, the one at the front is a lonely figure, which seems to be approaching the finish line, and the faster and faster it runs, the more courageous it becomes.

Behind him is a chaser who is unwilling to be left behind, and seems to be extremely good at rear-end power, getting closer and closer to the people in front of him.

Behind them was a crowd of people who went with the flow, just to complete the task, they were panting and slowing down, and finally watched the two backs disappear.

Out of reach!

It's just that it's not a race, because there is no finish, and the former can only run all the time.

Zhang Xiaobai ran aimlessly, and at the same time could feel that the danger was getting closer and closer.

From childhood to adulthood, Zhang Xiaobai has never been afraid of anyone, let alone lost anyone, but this time he fell behind.

There are laws of physics, two people run a line, the speed is different, there will be a moment of intersection after all.

At the door of a bookstore, Zhang Xiaobai heard footsteps close at hand, suddenly braked suddenly, turned his head and swung his fist.

This trick is called back to the carbine, when I was a child, I listened to the romance of the Sui and Tang dynasties, and the trick of the young Paul Cheng, I was enthusiastic when I heard it, and I couldn't help but create a move "turning back" according to this routine.

When he escaped, Zhang Xiaobai had already realized the power of his descendants, and if he continued to run like this, he would eventually catch up.

So Zhang Xiaobai gradually slowed down, and when he passed by this brightly lit bookstore, it was a good time to make a move.

It's just that I thought it was a steady blow, but it didn't hit the point.

Zhang Xiaobai punched, and what he ushered in was also a punch, and the man was unpredictable.

Punch to fist, Zhang Xiaobai felt hit a wall, from fist to arm.

With just this blow, Zhang Xiaobai has already seen that he is not the opponent's opponent.

Late!

The man no longer gave him a chance to escape, and after punching again, Zhang Xiaobai only had the ability to parry, and had no power to fight back.

In just two or three rounds, Zhang Xiaobai received two punches in the face.

The man doesn't hit anywhere else, only his face!

Seeing that the other party was getting weaker and weaker, the man said while fighting: "It's very cunning! Even I was deceived, which is kind of interesting! ”

Zhang Xiaobai took advantage of the opportunity to breathe and said, "Why don't we talk first?" ”

The man raised his brow and retracted his fist.

It seemed to him that this cunning guy was already meat on the table and could not run.

"I advise you not to struggle, I don't want to do anything to you, it's just a slap in the face, at most, I can't see anyone for half a month. Someone asked me to bring you a message, don't contact Zhou Zhou in the future, otherwise this time I will slap you in the face, I will cripple you next time, and I will kill you next time! ”

Zhang Xiaobai actually grinned as if he heard a joke, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, took out two cigarettes, and threw one over.

"Gundam hired you?" Zhang Xiaobai took a deep breath and said.

The man took the cigarette, but he didn't smoke it, crushing it little by little, "Don't talk to me, this is the rule!" Anyway, I brought the words, whether I listen to you or not! ”

Zhang Xiaobai raised his thumb and said, "Amazing! I've never seen anyone outrun me! ”

The man smiled, "If you can quit smoking and drinking, and practice for another year and a half, maybe I can't outrun you!" But in terms of skill, even if you practice for another ten years, you are not my opponent! ”

Zhang Xiaobai nodded and said, "I admit this, at first glance, you are from a professional background, depending on your age, how long have you been practicing?" ”

The man looked at Zhang Xiaobai and said coldly: "Don't try to trick me anymore, otherwise I will change my mind!" ”

Zhang Xiaobai waved his hand and said, "I have something to ask you, my move back to the carbine is a hundred shots, how did you see through it?" ”

The man pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "Return the horse pistol?" It's just a child's trick, and in the face of absolute strength, all the little tricks are just jokes! ”

Zhang Xiaobai sighed and said, "But I have to thank you for letting me take a breath, although I know you also want to rest, after this cigarette is smoked, I stand and wait to be beaten by you, isn't it just a slap in the face?" It hurts for a while and it's over! ”

The man smiled: "It's interesting! ”

Suddenly there was silence.

Zhang Xiaobai smoked slowly, and unconsciously changed his posture of holding a cigarette, the original right index finger and middle finger held the cigarette, and replaced it with the middle finger thumb pinching the cigarette.

When there was only a short section left, Zhang Xiaobai's eyes flashed coldly, and he rolled the cigarette butt on his thumb and flicked his middle finger hard.

A spark line crossed the air and smashed straight into the man's eye.

The man dodged.

Zhang Xiaobai turned around and ran out.

"How dare you me!" The man shouted.