This is my only chance, the chairman began to become confused, seeing that the people here stopped shouting, Hikaru Ishida hurriedly stepped back, throwing out the longbow as fast as he could, but when he reached out and pinched the arrow, I was getting closer and closer, which meant that the distance between life was constantly shortening.

The flame of my hands was rekindled, and the flame that would not be extinguished burned like my life.

"Kill!"

I shouted like a tiger in despair.

The arrow was already on the bow, and he pulled the bowstring, and the second was much longer than any other before, and I roared, "I won't give you a chance to shoot!" ”

Reaching out and grabbing the arrow on the bow, firmly grasping the place where the arrow and the longbow intersected, Hikaru Ishida immediately let go of his hand, turned back a few times and pulled out the short knife that protected the body, I threw the longbow away, and rushed forward again.

The dagger stabbed at my head and slashed at me, dodging it, then I turned and grabbed Hikaru Ishida by the collar and took a step back, throwing his arm hard and knocking him to the ground. He finally had a panicked look in his eyes and raised his short knife to stab me in the face, and I raised my right fist to hit him in the head.

The fist and the blade staggered, the short knife stabbed into my shoulder, and the flaming fist slammed into his face.

The blow of life and death was frozen at this time.

A few men in black who had just come to their senses hurriedly ran up, grabbed me by the body and pushed me back, my short knife stuck in my shoulder, blood flowing, and my clothes were already wet. The wound felt a little hot, but it wasn't very painful. The audience around was silent, and the fat man and Luo Qiong ran to the edge of the martial arts stage and shouted at me: "Shanzi, are you okay?" ”

I turned around and said with a slightly weak face, "Damn, the wound hurts a little." ”

"It's good that you're not dead. Fuck, what are you still doing in a daze, go and see if the one who made the bow is dead, if not, we will win, hurry up and release Lao Tzu. ”

The fat man shouted, and several big men in black walked up to Hikaru Ishida, and all the people around him were waiting for the result.

In the main stand, the young head of the Haotian family and Mr. Tang sat on both sides, also waiting for the final result. After a while, the black-clothed man stood up and said to the surroundings, "Hikaru Ishida has been knocked unconscious, but he still has breath. ”

The fat man immediately raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and Luo Qiong climbed onto the stage without saying anything, squeezed out the black-clothed men around him, and helped me pull out the short knife, as soon as the knife left my body, the blood immediately gushed out like a spring, and I ran my breath to seal the wound in several acupuncture points of the guard, and the blood gradually stopped gushing, and the fat man removed a piece of cloth and bandaged my wound.

"What are you doing in a daze? It's all been decided, so don't announce it yet! Let my brother go. ”

The fat man shouted.

In the main stand, the monk Xuanku and the organizers around me whispered, and I slowly stood up from the ground by the shoulders of the fat man. The pain of the wound gradually invaded my brain, and the pain came very slowly, and by the time I came back to my senses, my whole arm was numb, and it was very difficult to move.

"Hey, have you all discussed it?"

The fat man scolded. But the people in the main stand did not pay any attention to our meaning, and the discussion continued, so I turned back to the fat man and Luo Qiong and said, "You guys go down first." ”

"What for?"

The fat man asked, a little unhappily.

"Brother Yong should go to the leader of the 507 Institute for help, you go and help him, if I still can't get out of it today, at least you won't be implicated, and Brother Yong will find a way to save me when the time comes." There's no point in staying here with me......"

I said in as tactful tone as possible, the fat man was obviously unhappy, but after looking at the black-clothed man who surrounded him, he was also like a mirror in his heart, he dragged Luo Qiong, and said, "Let's go, let's go down to find Brother Yong first." ”

"Brother Cui, no, I have to keep ......"

"Don't give me nonsense, let you come down, go!"

The fat man pulled Luo Qiong's collar and dragged him off the stage, I smiled, I was the only one left on the stage where the blood was spilled, the numbness in my shoulder tingled, although the bleeding stopped, but my face should still be very bad, at least I was a little weak and couldn't stand anymore. I looked up at the sky, there was no clear cloud, and the proud sun seemed to laugh at the ignorance of the world, and seemed to examine my loneliness and desolation.

"Is it funny?"

For no reason, I opened my mouth and said, looking at the sun in the sky, maybe a strange thought left when I was a child, when I was a child, I read a fairy tale book, which had a smiling face full of sun, and the teacher said that it was the anthropomorphism of the sun. But since then, the sun I have seen seems to have a human-like face, and although I can't stare at it for a long time, I feel as if it is smiling at me and talking to me every time.

It seemed that there lived someone I knew on the sun, and this feeling was especially strong when I was alone.

There is a loneliness that exists in my bones, one might even say in the depths of my soul, like a germ that is constantly growing, slowly tormenting my consciousness. Even if you walk in the crowd, you can turn your head to see that everyone is unfamiliar with their faces.

It seems that from the very beginning, the world did not want to tolerate me.

Slowly closing his eyes, Xu had been staring at the sun for too long, his eyelids were revealing red light, but there were particularly kind spots of light, and the breeze blew through the empty martial arts stage. The noisy chattering around gradually quieted down, and after the fat man and the others left, no one in the whole venue cared if I could survive or not. On the contrary, they may prefer to see my death.

When it comes to choosing between life and death, people are more willing to see the death of others, which is as difficult to quit as a drug addiction.

Monk Xuanku stood up, as if the long deliberation had finally come to an end, and I still didn't open my eyes, and the feeling of standing on the stage of martial arts without being disturbed was surprisingly good.

"We've come up with the results! Heroes, please be calm. He raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and the voice in the venue gradually became softer, before he continued, "There is no definite evidence that Yutian's death was done by Ba Xiaoshan, and there is no direct evidence that it was not done by Ba Xiaoshan. ”

When he said this, I laughed for no reason, and this laughter interrupted Xuanku's words, making the monk frown a little dissatisfied, and asked, "Ba Xiaoshan donor, why are you laughing?" ”

I just laughed, I didn't need to explain, my laughter already explained everything.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Xuan Ku ignored me and shouted: "But since the facts are no longer clear, we can't just sentence a person to death, but we can't let go of the possible murderer." Therefore, under the discussion of our organizers, it was decided to let the Ba Xiaoshan donor enter the ghost town ruins instead of the vanguard to explore the way. ”

My laughter became the only voice after Xuan Ku finished speaking, and everyone looked at me quietly, until a moment later the chatter gradually began to sound out.

"Isn't that just letting him die?"

"It seems that none of the people who entered the ghost town ruins alive came out alive in these years."

"Don't say it's a person, the first few times I heard that several large teams were formed to explore, and in the end, didn't they all have no news? I looked like I was going to kill Ba Xiaoshan in disguise. ”

I don't know what they're saying, and that's why I want to laugh.

I was no longer naïve enough to think that they would keep any promises, I was destined to be a victim of their power struggle, and the laughter was a little wilder, and the man in black came up to stand behind me, and heard the monk Xuanku ask: "Ba Xiaoshan donor, do you have any objections?" ”

I suppressed my smile, stared at him, and after a moment said, "Who wants to listen to my objections?" Hum...... No, no ......"

"If not, please step down to recuperate, and we will continue with the opening ceremony of the Sanjiang Ghost Town Festival."

I was taken off the stage by a few strong men in black, and sitting in the room at the back of the venue, a Lang Zhong came over, checked my wound and said: "The wound is not deep, but it will take at least a month to completely heal the injury, I have some special pills here, you will get better faster after taking it." ”