Chapter 52 The End

Gao Pan successfully completed a gorgeous turn, but what greeted him was the most unforgettable scene in his life. A completely broken Baina mille-soled shoe flew into his eyes.

With a crisp snap, he was hit on the face by a shoe.

Before he could react, Xu Yi jumped at him, grabbed his left hand and twisted it hard.

With a click, Xu Yi snapped off Gao Pan's left index finger and quickly stuffed it into his waist pocket, then swung his right palm out and hit Gao Pan on the forehead.

Gao Pan fell limply to the ground, and there was no sound from the wind and thunder.

"Why didn't you kill me?"

Gao Pan lay on the ground, suddenly very relaxed.

"You and I have no enmity, why should I kill you?" Xu Yi picked up the torn cloth shoes, put them on his feet, and said casually.

His palm just now only ended Gao Pan's ability to resist, but did not cause fatal wounds to him.

Just as he answered Gao Junmo, he is not a murderous maniac, he only kills those who deserve to be killed.

The Zhou family is a feud, and if they don't kill them, they will be restless. The youth in black clothes and others used violence to bully the good, extremely humiliated Mu Bo, and threatened Qiuwa's life, Xu Yi was furious, and blood flowed away.

As for Gao Pan, Xu Yi didn't know anything about Gao Pan, what he was like, what his life was like, and he didn't want to know. If it's just for this battle in the ring, Xu Yi can only admire this gentleman's ability, but he has no killing intent?

"You don't kill me, but I can't live."

Gao Pan is very clear about his ending, the chief hall master's one hundred thousand gold!

"I don't kill you because I didn't kill you for a reason. If you can't live, it has nothing to do with me!"

Grabbing the silver spear on the ground, Xu Yi turned around and left. He wanted to take off Gao Pan's golden armor, but under a million eyes, Xu Yi really couldn't refresh his bottom line.

"The last question, how do you know that the ring is different?" This question is entangled in your heart, if you don't understand it, Gao Pan will die with regret.

"Feel!"

What Xu Yi said was the truth.

At that time, Gao Pan rushed towards the silver spear, Xu Yi also thought he was about to fight for the last time, and was chasing quickly, but there was a slowdown in Gao Pan's speed.

Although he didn't see Gao Pan's movements, he could clearly feel Gao Pan twisting the ring.

At the moment of life and death, Gao Pan even wanted to give up his speed instead of grabbing the silver gun, and twisted the ring. The only conclusion was that the ring concealed murderous intent.

Since the assassination was seen through, the power of the assassination was lost. Xu Yi easily figured out a way to solve it. The first time he caught Gao Pan, he twisted off his ring-wearing finger, ending his murderous intent.

"Feeling? Yes, it can only be a feeling."

Gao Pan's voice was empty, mixed with satisfaction, and he closed his eyes.

With a click, Gao Pan broke his neck.

The strange thing is that satisfaction and pride are written all over his face, but his mouth is opened wide, as if mocking the crowd, "This fate of my father is the most valuable in the world, worth hundreds of millions of gold!"

After Gao Pan died, Xu Yi's pace didn't slow down a bit, and the insults and cheers that filled the audience didn't catch his ears at all.

Dang, with the sound of the huge bell that sounded like the opening of the decisive battle, the voice announcing the start of the battle came again, "I declare that Yi Xu, the patrolman in Furong Town, has won! In addition, the Black Dragon Hall will challenge Yi Xu again. According to regulations, the next decisive battle will be held in seven days' time!"

As soon as the voice fell, Xu Yi suddenly vomited a big mouthful of blood and fell to the ground!

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The moon and stars were scarce, it was already midnight, and the evening breeze was blowing gently, blowing the gardenia bushes outside Xiaoxuan's window to sway, filling the room with a delicate fragrance.

Since he passed out on the high platform, Xu Yi was immediately carried down. Yuan Qinghua jumped up and down, and quickly found a doctor. He diagnosed that the internal organs had been severely injured and needed to be recuperated.

After pouring down two big bowls of bitter medicine, Yuan Qinghua was afraid that his condition would become unstable, so Yuan Qinghua simply threw Xu Yi in the hospital, and rushed out to deal with the business, until the sunset was over, so he hired a cart and carried Xu Yi home.

At this moment, Yuan Qinghua greeted the two handymen, placed Xu Yi on the bed, and then led the two of them out, as if there was something urgent to do.

As soon as the door of the room was closed, Xu Yi threw off the quilt and sat up. The cool night breeze came blowing in from the window, and his heart was on fire.

It turned out that he passed out on the high platform, and he did it on purpose.

Yuan Qinghua asked for doctor and medicine, Xu Yi was very touched at first, who knew that after the quack doctor poured two bowls of bitter and salty soup medicine for himself, the surname Yuan threw him in the medical center and went first by himself.

Even if he fell asleep, he pretended to be unconscious, and people kept coming to see him. They were all those who made a small fortune because he won the ring. Listening to their conversation, they wanted to wait for him to wake up and ask him to buy him in the next match.

Xu Yi was so angry that he almost jumped up and kicked the gang to death.

Speaking of which, it was extremely hard for him to pretend to be unconscious, and he held back for several hours before the man surnamed Yuan rushed back to the hospital and hired a cart to bring him back.

When he came to De's house, he asked the two handymen to carry him back to the bed, and the surname Yuan went out again.

Xu Yi didn't even bother to whisper a word, and now he was thirsty and hungry, and no one cared about him.

Xu Yizheng was sullen, when there was movement outside the door, he quickly pulled up the quilt and lay down.

The door was pushed open, but it was Qiuwa who slipped in, closed the door carefully, walked to the bed with small steps, and struggled to climb onto the bed with her short legs using the low stool by the bed.

Little by little, he moved to Xu Yi's head, touched his forehead, rolled his eyes, stared at Xu Yi for a long time, as if he had made up his mind, stretched his white, round arms to Xu Yi's mouth, and whispered, "Uncle Beard, wake up, you must buy me a lot of big chicken legs."

Suddenly, Xu Yi opened his eyes, and hugged the little girl up, "I know how to eat, how come you will never be full!"

The little man was taken aback, then giggled again, and clapped his hands, "Oh, Uncle Beard is awake, Uncle Beard is awake..."

"Shh, keep your voice down, Uncle Beard is pretending to be sick and cheating, as long as our family knows, don't shout around." Xu Yi covered Qiuwa's mouth.

"Uncle Beard is really bad." As she said that, the little girl yawned, her face still pale, "I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep, tomorrow morning, I want to eat big meat buns, sweet-scented osmanthus cake, chicken legs, sweet syrup..."

The little man snapped his fingers and counted out a long list.

"Okay, I'll buy it for you for safekeeping, go to sleep, and tell grandpa quietly, so that he doesn't worry."

Xu Yi rubbed the little girl's head, carried her down on the bed, watched the little girl's calf slap, and slipped out the door.

After half a stick of incense, the door opened again, Yuan Qinghua was holding a huge bowl, before entering the door, the strong smell of bitter medicine soup rushed into the room.