At night.

Outside Longhu Mountain.

Inside a private nursing hospital.

Wang Ai held the examination report in his hand and looked at the unconscious Wang Bing on the hospital bed, wearing an oxygen mask and wrapped like a mummy.

It's like I'm ten years older.

There is not much content on the report document, but it is clear in black and white - there are thirty-six fractures all over the body, the liver, spleen, kidneys and other trachea and internal organs are all ruptured and disfigured, and there are several blood loss points in the body.

"..."

Symptoms large and small are clearly listed.

Every sentence and every word was like sharp knives stabbing Wang Ai's heart.

It made him feel tingling even when he breathed.

"Damn Ye Yan, you actually injured my Bing'er like this. Just wait for me. I, Wang Ai, swear that you will die without a burial place."

"..."

Wang Ai tore up the medical examination sheet and smashed it into pieces. His eyes were red and his forehead was covered with veins.

The wrinkled and withered old face was twisted together as if an evil spirit had just crawled out of hell, as if it wanted to choose people to devour, and it also made the empty and quiet single room of the nursing home extremely terrifying.

After yelling like this for a long time, Wang Ai finally calmed down completely. He sat on the bedside and looked at the mummy-like Wang Bing.

fell into long-lasting depression.

Time passed little by little. After an unknown amount of time, he stood up slowly and walked straight to the window sill. He took out his old PHS cell phone from his pocket and found a number to dial.

The phone was quickly connected, and a hoarse male voice came from inside. The man's voice was not very loud, but it was filled with a biting chill.

"Boss Wang, how have you considered the matter that I talked to you about before?"

"I agree to the price you proposed. I only have one condition, which is to get started as soon as possible."

"No problem, we will arrange for manpower to come in as soon as possible. This may require cooperation from Boss Wang. Are you okay?"

"Okay, I'll cooperate."

"Then I wish us happy cooperation."

…

…

The top four spots will be announced soon.

Those promoted include Ye Liangchen, Feng Baobao, Zhang Chulan, and the highly anticipated Zhang Lingyu.

Zhang Chulan's opponent in the match was Wang Ye. Although he did not directly throw in the stone and admit defeat like Tang Wenlong in this match, it was considered to be a distraction and the format of the game was changed, allowing Zhang Chulan to successfully sneak in.

However, Li Ziyuan, who had always had good luck during this period, finally failed in the quarterfinals.

Become the first person among the four people in North China to lose first.

This also proves that although luck is part of strength, this part will not be endless.

However, everyone was not really surprised that Li Ziyuan would lose. It was already very rare for a runner to break into the top 16.

Falling out of the top eight is worthy of bragging.

In addition, Li Ziyuan actually doesn't have a strong desire to win. At this moment, she is hugging her mobile phone to announce the good news to her family, and she doesn't look like a loser at all.

The first game of the semi-finals.

Ye Liangchen versus Zhang Chulan.

A civil war in North China.

Probably because of Zhang Chulan, someone seemed to have predicted the outcome before the game even started...either Ye Liangchen gave in, or Zhang Chulan gave in. Everyone was also lack of interest, and they didn't know much about the winner.

care.

Except for those who are placing bets and have begun to jump and curse, everyone else is fine.

On the other hand, the old gamblers who had the upper hand on Zhang Chulan's victory were beginning to get excited at this moment.

At first, they only pressed Zhang Chulan because of his exaggerated odds, but they didn't expect that this guy actually had hope of winning. If Zhang Chulan really won, he wouldn't have to worry about it for the rest of his life.

Compared with the depression in the previous scenes, Zhang Chulan seemed quite calm in this scene.

"Hey, brother Liangchen, what a coincidence, you have also entered the semi-finals? You are still competing on the same stage, so I can show you your strength later."

Although they are already very familiar with each other, Zhang Chulan is possessed by drama. As soon as he came on stage, he pretended not to know each other and said hello, which made the audience below couldn't help but have their heads full of black lines... Are you pretending to be a fool?

I didn’t know you North China Four wore a pair of pants.

Although Ye Yan was a little speechless by Zhang Chulan, he still followed the performance very cooperatively, nodded seriously, and said seriously: "Come on, let me see the power of Qi Tiyuanliu."

Zhang Chulan held his hands to hold up a boxing frame, and said with a serious expression: "Tai Chi, Zhang Chulan."

"Fu Shan, Ip Man."

audience:"……"

"They're not really going to fight, are they?"

Although the two people's acting skills were exaggerated, some people were really intrigued by this action and looked forward to a fight between the two.

After all, it was already the semi-finals, but Zhang Chulan never made a serious move.

His strength is still a mystery.

The audience in the audience talked about it one after another, and the two people in the audience also moved at the same time.

Zhang Chulan's body burst out with strong Qi, and immediately after, he started running, galloping, and speeding up.

The same was true for Ye Yan who was facing him.

"boom!"

The fists and palms collided, causing a loud roar and a flash of lightning, and the two of them quickly missed each other again.

Time seems to have stopped at this moment.

Suddenly, Ye Yan's feet went weak, and he was seen holding his chest and kneeling on the ground, with a trace of bright red blood flowing down the corner of his mouth.

On the opposite side, Zhang Chulan had his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky with lonely eyes, with the expression of an invincible person in the world looking up to the sky.

"Brother Liangchen, although you are very strong, you are still weaker than me."

Ye Liangchen's voice was very hoarse, and he murmured to himself as if with emotion: "Is this the legendary source of Qi Ti? The end of the technique is indeed unpredictable. After receiving your slap, I haven't cultivated it for several years.

I'm afraid it will be difficult to relax, this time, I lost."

"Concession!"

"..."

The two people sang together on the stage, but the audience below the stage was completely dumbfounded...

For a moment, I couldn't tell whether Zhang Chulan's Qi Ti source was really that strong, or whether it was a new script prepared by the two of them in advance.

Zhang Chulan raised her head and looked up at the sky with a high level of composure, which really frightened some people.

But there are still some people who are sober and think that this is a drama that has been arranged in advance.

"Stop making trouble, you really believe it. It's just a show at first glance. You don't know whose vest is Zhang Chulan's opponent, Ye Liangchen, right?"

"Do you really think Zhang Chulan has the ability to kill Ye Yan? Don't be kidding."

"That's right."

Some people say it, and naturally some people believe it.

Soon, that person was the one who hit the bar the most, and couldn't help but sigh: "Speaking of Zhang Lingyu, this little Daoist is really miserable. Three of the top four are from the North China Division, and now he is the only one who is playing at this pace.

It takes three people to fight."
Chapter completed!