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Chapter 29 Who Did I Kill?  !

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    The noisy night gradually quieted down, and insects neighed in the corners one after another.

    A group of drunken women pulled Wang Ruhu forcefully, and finally, under Li Lan's push, they staggered back to the room on the second floor. Uncle Long staggered back to the room humming an opera with his stomach full.  Taking an erhu and sitting under the eaves, facing the crescent moon exposed in the night sky, he played a miserable song "Erhu Reflecting the Moon".

    Wang Ruhu carried Harold with half of his butt exposed back to the third floor, kicked away the room he rented, threw it on the bed, turned around and returned to his own room, stretched comfortably, and lay down on the ground  On the bed, with the pillow on the back of the head, watching the crescent moon gradually disappearing behind the clouds outside the window.

    After drinking, I was still not sleepy, so I casually touched the side of the bed, took a bag and opened it, the moonlight shone through the window, I held the hard drive in my hand and flipped through it, but I couldn¡¯t see how important the research materials inside were.  .

    'I don't know what happened to that young man named Li Ran?  '

    He didn't understand that he was willing to risk his life for such a small thing, and he never felt anything about what the other party did for the motherland.

    Could it be that before amnesia, I was a cold person by nature?

    Then I still like myself now.

    After thinking about it, I still stuffed the things back into the bag, put them on the side of the bed, took off my coat, lay down with my arms folded, tossed and turned a few times, and gradually fell asleep.

    The moonlight outside the window is like water, and the clouds are passing through the cold, gradually covering the light.

    The poignant sound of the erhu still echoes in the night.

    The man who fell asleep on the bed twitched the corners of his mouth, his eyes began to roll under his closed eyelids, and the once-a-month dream came again.

    "Ruhu have you practiced yet?!"

    Wang Ruhu suddenly opened his eyes, the old mountains and dense forests in his field of vision, layers of mist permeated the night, the old man with his back was punching under the moon, his worn-out jacket was stroking in the wind, and he slowly pushed out his palm,  The violent shaking of the distant treetops 'swish'.

    Closing his momentum, he took a step sideways, turned his palms into claws, and with the sound of the wind, his fingertips smashed open the big tree in front of him, the veins on the back of his hand swelled, and he pulled back suddenly, the middle of the thick tree broke, shaking  The dense tree cage flew up, and the moonlight roared across the night sky.

    Here, Wang Ruhu couldn't control his body shape, suddenly roared "Drink!", raised his hand and clenched his fist and swung it out.  The body swayed and fell to the mud.

    "Masterhow long will I have to practice, my cousin is in prison for murderI want to make money, get him out"

    Wang Ruhu took a step forward, his feet got stuck in the mud, and he yelled at the back over there: "I want to go out to make money, who wants to practice that fart's undead skills here!"

    The moonlight shone through the forest gap and shone on the turbulent mist. In the moonlight, the old man slowly turned half of his face, his eyes were gloomy and strange.

    "So, you put poison in the food, to poison me to death?!"

    The skinny cheeks were green, and the eyeballs seemed to sink into their sockets, and they instantly drew closer to Wang Ruhu's sight, swallowing him down.

    The sound of the wind blew the bed curtain, and the bed was pushed away. In the dream, the man who was tossing and turning on it suddenly shouted: "Ah!!", opened his eyes, and sat up suddenly.

    In a building not far away, in the window, there was a distraught voice shouting: "Do you want someone to sleep, there is no watch at home! It's three o'clock in the morning, and it still doesn't stop!"

    The violent words from outside, the sound of a sleeping person falling off the bed next door, and two wailing sounds made Wang Ruhu, whose face was covered in sweat, feel much more at ease.

    After taking a few breaths violently, he lay back on his head, thinking about what happened in the dream just now, and it was difficult to fall asleep.

    Could it be that I killed Master?

    'Thenhave I mastered that kind of martial arts?  '

    ¡®Is it invulnerable to a knife or a gun?  But why can't I feel it.  '

    A series of questions flickered in my mind frantically, until there were a few loud crows from the chicken coop outside, and I fell asleep drowsily.

    The next morning, at dawn, Harold came to call him. After waking up, his head was aching, but the next thing was to make money, so that he could unravel the lost memories and untangle himself.  dream.

    Afterwards, I took a shower in cold water to wake myself up a lot. During the day, I helped Uncle Long's shop with some errands, and I also went out to deliver some food, and met my compatriots in Chinatown.

    When the sky fell, he joined Harold and went to find the place where he punched black fists. To Wang Ruhu's disappointment, there was no boxer who could let him throw a second punch.  down on?.

    In the past few days, he didn't intend to kill anyone. After all, these boxers were different from the black Huerta before, and they didn't have any hatred.

    However, Tori, the disciple taught by Huerta, saw him win for several consecutive nights without throwing a second punch. He often came to ask for advice, wanted to worship Wang Ruhu as his teacher, and even chased him to Chinatown.

    Every time he came to the door, Uncle Long's face became ugly, and he beat him out with a broom. Soon, he put up a portrait of Tori at the door, saying that he was not allowed to come in.

    And Harold has been running very frequently recently, contacting the competition everywhere. After the competition, he locked himself in the room, sat on the bed and counted the money one by one excitedly, but when he got to the back, he could contact this kind of street black boxing  There are fewer and fewer matches, and no one wants to fight Wang Ruhu.

    Of course, there was one more thing that made Wang Ruhu dumbfounded.

    Ever since Li Lan knew about boxing, she always waited for the two of them to come back to find out what was going on and whether they were injured. Then Harold spoke quickly and said that he would go to the Spence Nightclub to participate in the group arena on the weekend in two days and win.  For more money, Li Lan was also asked to directly buy Wang Ruhu to win, as much as possible.

    Women are not interested in gambling, and they even warned Harold not to do it. However, Wang Ruhu was going to fight in the ring, and he was somewhat excited.  I meant to show off, but I didn't say it directly, I just called people over, and there will be surprises when the time comes.

    I even made a small flag by myself with a little brain tiger drawn on it. By the end of the weekend, not many people came, only the group of well-dressed women in the rental building. Even Uncle Long specially wore a  Here comes the short-sleeved floral shirt.

    Seeing the flashing neon lights and the joy coming from inside, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

    "Sister Lan, the surprise you mentioned is not that Ah Hu is a cowherd in it, let us join in the show?"

    "Maybe it's a striptease."

    "What if it was really like this at that time? How about we pool money together?"

    "When you saywhy am I a little excited?"

    Li Lan didn't bother to pay attention to them, and looked at the man in black standing outside. She had never been in such a place before, and she was a little timid. When she thought that Wang Ruhu had already gone inside, she swallowed her saliva, puffed her chest out, and turned her back  The dolled sisters waved.

    "walk into!"

    More than a dozen pairs of high heels stepped up the stone steps and walked into the gate. Under the flickering lights inside, looking at the swaying crowd, the slightly dazed woman seemed to be in another world

    However, Long Xingzheng was stopped, and the security guard in black pointed his finger not far away, motioning for him to buy a ticket.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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