Chapter 97.2 (1/2)
The originally planned route is disturbed by the sudden appearance of Xin Zezhao, and there is a man who is in hot pursuit behind. Xin Hai can only give up the original route and change the direction.
With his familiarity with the terrain of his alma mater, Xin Hai flexibly turned left and right to run on the school road, then flashed into the dense woods.
”Oh.” Xin Zezhao sneered in a low voice, looked at the direction of the woods with disdain, took a step forward with his straight and slender thighs, and quickly followed up.
At last, Xinhai stopped by the big lake. Because it was close to the reservoir, the current here was more turbulent than other lakes.
Meanwhile, Xin Zezhao appears in front of Xin Hai with the man who suddenly appears tonight.
”Xin Zezhao!” Seeing Xin Zezhao, Xin Hai's anger also ignites. It is this man who indulges in Liang Xiaoyu's beauty and destroys his family.
Why can he get everything effortlessly?! And I spent so many years of effort, there is no way to get, why!
”You and Liang Xiaoyu should die!” Xin Hai roared, his eyes full of red blood were wide open, and there was a crazy light flashing inside.
”Yes? Let's try What can a rotten insect like you at the bottom of the food chain do
Xin Zezhao slightly raised his lips, and put his hand in his pocket. He looked at Xin Hai arrogantly and contemptuously. His ruthless irony stimulated Xin Hai.
While the man on the other side pressed his lips tightly and didn't say a word.
Stimulated by such naked words, Xin Hai looks at Xin Zezhao with fierce eyes. Then he bends down and pulls out a knife from his boots.
The sharp edge of the silver white knife is shining with cold light. Holding the weapon, Xin Hai seems to have a few more threads of confidence. He smiles at Xin Zezhao.
”I don't have anything anyway.”
When Xin Zezhao saw that Xin Gaoli had a knife, his pretty peach blossom eyes were frivolous and squinting. What he showed between his eyebrows was not fear, but full of confidence.
Arrogant arrogance let Xinhai because there are weapons in the hand of the base gas immediately dissipated without a trace.
”I'll fight with you!”
Xin Hai raises his hand, holds a sharp knife and rushes in the direction of Xin Zezhao. Seeing this, the man immediately strides over and tries to stop Xin Hai.
Xin Zezhao's thin lips pursed a light radian, a precise side body, perfectly avoided the knife in Xin Hai's hand, see a blow failed, Xin Hai refused to give up.
The backhand is a knife again, and Xin Zezhao bends down to avoid it again.
Xinhai want to continue to stab a knife, but the man did not give him this opportunity, slender big hand grasp Xinhai's wrist, slightly rollover, force a twist.