Chapter 615 (2/2)
Jingling bell!
The sound of a bell suddenly came from behind.
Ning Tao turned and looked. A young man in his early twenties rode a 28 lap bicycle with a big belly girl. The young man felt familiar. When he looked carefully, wasn't it the old man who was stun by his finger?
Jingling bell!
The young man rang the bell again, as if urging Ning Tao to open the way.
Ning Tao took two steps and stood by the side of the road. Although he knew it was a fragment of memory, no different from a dream, the muddy road under his feet gave him a very real feeling. And the afterglow of the sunset, the breeze blowing over the mountains, and even the dandelion flying with the wind are so real, giving him a feeling of crossing the 1960s and 1970s.
”Fool! What are you looking at? Haven't you seen people riding bicycles?” Seeing that he was about to ride to Ning Tao, the young cyclist scolded Ning Tao.
Ning Tao didn't respond, let alone get angry. His eyes moved to the woman with a big belly sitting in the back of the bike.
She is very beautiful, with a melon seed face, quiet, big and bright dark eyes, a pair of sheep horn braids and a printed ”Dacron” shirt.
The woman also opened a pair of beautiful big eyes and looked at Ning Tao, but she was shy after only one look. Don't go too far.
But at that moment, the young cyclist suddenly punched Ning Tao.
Ning Tao jumped back lightly and avoided the attack of the youth.
The bicycle under the young man's crotch lost its balance due to his action, shook and fell to the ground. The big bellied woman sitting in the back seat also fell out and fell to the ground.
”Ouch!” The woman covered her stomach and screamed. A stream of blood gushed out of her skirt and flowed down her legs. The skirt turned red in the blink of an eye.
”Damn you, what have you done?” The young man Chong ningtao roared angrily, ”if my wife and my children have something wrong, I'll kill you!”
This young man is the old man. This rogue's character has been unshakable for decades.
Ning Tao is still just watching.
”Help me... I hurt so much...” the woman wailed, and the blood flow between her legs became more urgent.
The young man wanted to help her up, but he couldn't help her up. He roared at Ning Tao again, ”what are you still standing for? Come and help take her to the hospital! If something happens to my wife and children, the police will shoot you!”
Ning Tao said, ”stop acting.”
The young man suddenly froze, and only the woman was still crying.
Ning Tao then said, ”you have two flaws in one sentence. In our age, you should say to go to a health center rather than a hospital, and you should say public security rather than the police.”
The young man loosened his hand holding the woman and stood up slowly.
A sneer came out of Ning Tao's mouth: ”Nicholas conti, you finally came, but is this your means? I have always regarded you as a strong enemy, but I didn't expect you to use this inferior means. You let me down.”
”Ouch... Ouch...” the woman was still wailing.
The young man suddenly raised his foot and kicked it on the woman's head.
Without the sound of blunt blow, a woman is like a virtual shadow in a mirror. With the mirror broken, she fell to dust.
This foot seemed to crush the whole space. The hills were gone, the small villages under the hillside were gone, and the telephone poles and broadcasts were gone. It was like the set on the stage. In the twinkling of an eye, it turned into a battlefield in World War II. With the roar of artillery, the Soviet soldiers poured into the city that had been bombed into ruins. Cannons roared, planes roared in the sky, and violent explosions continued to come from the depths of the city, setting off pieces of fire and smoke. Bullets were flying like rain in the air. Someone was shot dead and fell to the ground. Some people were torn to pieces by shells, and their hands, feet and internal organs flew in the air.
The youth is gone.
This cruel war scene makes people nervous and afraid.
I heard Tao recite, but I didn't care
When!
When the divine bell rings, the illusion in front of you disappears like the darkness in the sun.
In the vast white brain world, there are no scum men riding 28 laps, nor are there fierce Soviet soldiers and Nazi soldiers who are not afraid of death.
A figure appeared on the opposite side, extremely tall and burly, with a black cloak on his shoulders, which was embroidered with a pattern composed of a ship anchor and a firegun with gold thread. He wore a triangular hat, which was popular in the 18th century, and the hat also had the same pattern of ship anchor and fire grab.
Ning Tao has seen such a tall man in the world, that is Nicholas conti.