Chapter 42: The Nightmare That Continues
Cafe,.
Yang Qifeng frowned, he directly ignored the words beside him, and at this moment Yang Qifeng was thinking about what he had just done.
There is no doubt that in normal times, his hand speed is not that fast.
A cup of coffee fell to the ground, logically speaking, it was impossible for him to catch it himself, but what happened now was that he grabbed the coffee cup.
Is this an explosion of your own potential, or something else.
Now that he frowned deeply, he had already explained one thing, Yang Qifeng didn't think that this was an explosion of his potential, because the feeling just now was very familiar, familiar to his bones, making him think that he could do it lightly with the action just now.
So Yang Qifeng, who was frowning for a while, had a new action, directly threw the coffee cup on the table directly to the ground, and then he began to reach out and grab it.
The coffee cup was thrown to the ground, and if it were an ordinary person, he would never be able to catch it.
Because the time is too late, the coffee cup landed, Yang Qifeng has not done a special practice, it is impossible to be accurate to the specific time, but he still has this common sense.
Not to mention coffee cups, the same goes for anything else.
No, this point is Yang Qifeng's mistake, if it is replaced by a piece of paper, Yang Qifeng still has the possibility to catch this piece of paper.
Because the paper encounters air, the resistance generated makes the paper fall to the ground very slowly, but the coffee cup is definitely not among them.
"Brother Yang, what are you doing here?" Dong Bin on the side spoke directly.
Regarding Dong Bin's words, Yang Qifeng turned a deaf ear. His hand was like lightning, and his palm was steady. It was also accurate to grab the discarded coffee cup directly.
At this scene, he was directly stunned.
Holding a coffee cup in your hand. I don't know what to say as well.
And Dong Bin on the side, when he saw this scene, he was also stunned, but his reaction was much faster than Yang Qifeng, and he hurriedly spoke, "Brother Yang, this is fake,"
"How can a man do this?"
Dong Bin's expression seemed to be seeing a ghost. It was a look of disbelief.
"It's okay, practice makes perfect, I've practiced a lot more,"
"Dong Bin, you practice more, you can do it," Yang Qifeng reacted after hearing Dong Bin's words, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he explained to Dong Bin. Silence began.
Expressionless, leaning on the top of his chair, he didn't say a word.
At this time, Yang Qifeng is for what project, what Dong Bin. What Mr. Su, he ignored it all, and now Yang Qifeng is most interested. What the hell is going on in that scene just now? 、
For the first time, it can be said that his potential exploded. But this second time, after testing. Yang Qifeng has been able to confirm that this qiē is just his instinct.
But with such a speed of shooting, Yang Qifeng can say with great certainty that he himself did not have such a ability before.
He's just an ordinary man,
This qiē couldn't help but remind Yang Qifeng of his dream, in which he crossed over and became a monster, flying to the sky, although he could not move mountains and reclaim the sea, but he also became an immortal.
This qiē is all related to dreams, and Yang Qifeng began to ask himself directly in his heart.
Deep doubts began to appear in Yang Qifeng's heart.
Regarding the qiē in the dream, he only remembered a general content, if it was more specific, Yang Qifeng didn't know at all, and many of them were forgotten by him.
As he thought about it, he couldn't figure out in many places that he had limited information at his disposal, and it was impossible to judge it based on this.
Yang Qifeng, who was thinking hard, was reluctant to give up on what happened next, how they talked about it, Yang Qifeng couldn't remember it at all, he only knew that when he was called, he would nod his head, say well, and open his mouth to agree.
Time passed bit by bit, and Yang Qifeng had returned home from work.
He washed his face with cold water and sobered himself up.
He looked at himself in the mirror and shook his head, he didn't plan to continue thinking about it, this day he still didn't give up on the problem, he still didn't think about the problem clearly, he couldn't continue like this.
He turned on the computer directly, and then began to surf the Internet and start reading novels.
Yang Qifeng also has this hobby, two hours passed in a hurry, it was already late at night, Yang Qifeng took off his clothes directly, and then lay on the bed, and began to rest, he will continue to work tomorrow.
As Yang Qifeng slowly closed his eyes, the house began to fall silent.
The next day.
6;00!
Yang Qifeng opened his eyes on time, his face was hideous, and the green tendons on his neck were extremely clear, he suddenly sat up and breathed heavily.
Nightmare, this time the nightmare is clearer.
Yang Qifeng opened his mouth and said to himself in a low voice.
Although he usually thinks that nightmares are clear and immersive, but in many places, they are fundamentally incoherent, as if they are patchwork together, completely stitching together a lot of unrelated things to form one thing, so no matter how you look at this thing, he is full of wrong, and many places are simply incomprehensible.
But this qiē is different today.
Yang Qifeng can remember that what happened this time was very coherent, although he was only one of the scenes, but there was no trace of patchwork at all.
Last night, Yang Qifeng dreamed of himself, participated in the trial of Wa Palace, and was fighting in the ring.
In the final battle, he died.
Then the dream disappeared and he woke up.
Reaching out and touching the bedside table beside him, there was warm water that Yang Qifeng had prepared last night.
In the past few years, Yang Qifeng has been having nightmares repeatedly, he will prepare a glass of water at night, and then put it on the bedside table, and then drink it after he gets up in the morning.
This has been the case for the past few years.
Yang Qifeng himself has developed a habit, and after sobering up, he directly took the cup and was about to take a sip.
But this time, when Yang Qifeng grabbed the cup, his palm touched it gently, and the sound of cracking came out.
The water cup was directly shattered, fragments were scattered, and the first shot was everywhere, and the warm water in it also began to splash everywhere.
splashed directly on Yang Qifeng's body, (to be continued......)