Rebirth of Invincibility

Han Ruoqi looked up and down his figure. This man not only had a lot of muscles, but also had a very well-proportioned figure. He was not "fat" like Japanese sumo, but "strong" like Thai boxing. He was so strong that he formed a perfect inverted triangle.

appearance!

At this moment, the man suddenly rushed forward. His speed was not very fast, but he was very steady. Every step brought unlimited pressure to Han Ruoqi.

It seemed that it was very difficult to deal with. Han Ruoqi turned sideways and frowned slightly.

In fact, the current situation is very unfavorable to Han Ruoqi. This man is much stronger than Han Ruoqi in terms of strength, explosive power, and endurance. He might be a martial arts practitioner, trained in Chinese martial arts.

There are so many great people, and it seems like this guy specializes in practicing this stuff.

Han Ruoqi is just a criminal policeman at best. For the police, the training of fighting skills is far less than that of shooting and various investigation abilities. Therefore, from the beginning of this battle, Han Ruoqi's chance of winning is 0

But here, he doesn't dare to use a gun at all. After all, it's not a silenced gun...

So Han Ruoqi could only run around the room hiding from the man's fists and kicks. There is a game in this world called cat and mouse. In fact, this is the cruelest game, because one day, the mouse will get tired and be killed.

Cat caught...

However, Han Ruoqi's situation at this time is just like this game, except that the role he plays is that mouse.

Just as he stopped and before he could do any close attack on the man, his fist hit Han Ruoqi's chest.

With a "bang", Han Ruoqi was knocked back to the corner.

My chest seemed to be broken into pieces, and there was an uncomfortable pain.

The pain was screaming in my body, and I even felt an unbearable pain even though I was breathing lightly. It seemed that my ribs were broken.

Han Ruoqi gave a wry smile, calmed down, and planned to make one last bet. If he won, both sides would suffer, but if he lost... he would die without a burial place.

But he really has no other way. If he doesn't continue now, it will be difficult to come here again in the future.

Thinking this, he suddenly clenched his fists, his dark eyes filled with coldness.

He rushed towards the man recklessly, stretched out his fist and hit the man in the abdomen. However, when he stretched out his fist to hold Han Ruoqi's fist, Han Ruoqi suddenly had a strange look on his face.

Smile, the pale face looks so charming and scary under the light

Soon enough, he suddenly raised his leg and kicked the man's knee hard. The collision between his foot and knee made a loud sound. For a moment, Han Ruoqi felt that his heels were numb, but

He raised his head and found that the man had no unnecessary expression on his face. He just said lightly: "How dare you be so arrogant with your three-legged cat skills!"

The corners of Han Ruoqi's mouth twitched twice, and she was speechless for a moment.

The man smiled evilly, grabbed Han Ruoqi's wrist with one hand, and grabbed his calf with the other hand, and threw him to the ground. Han Ruoqi made close contact with the ground with a "bang"

Everything from the neck to the lower back became numb in an instant, but the broken ribs vibrated violently in the chest, causing a burst of pain.

Han Ruoqi groaned in pain, feeling that all the nerve endings in her body had become numb, and she couldn't even bend her fingers.

The man suddenly walked towards him with a smile, and Han Ruoqi could even feel the vibration caused by his step on the floor.

Even his eyes were colored with pain. Han Ruoqi gasped gently, but the pain came over him like a tide.

There was a sudden pressure in his chest. Han Ruoqi raised his head and saw the man's foot stepping on him. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but it was so painful that he couldn't utter a single word.

"If I step on you, you will die," the man on the body said with a smile.

Han Ruoqi turned his head and said nothing

It was the first time that he lost so miserably, but... this was also the last time, he thought sadly...

The man suddenly exerted force, and there was a squeeze on his chest, and the smell of blood even filled his mouth.

Han Ruoqi suddenly closed her eyes, but her eyelashes trembled slightly because of the pain.

Under some dim lights, it looks extremely fragile

The moment before death seemed very long, so long that Han Ruoqi thought of many things:

He remembered that when his college entrance examination results were low, he did not get into the ideal university. Just when he was feeling gloomy and lonely, JJ Lin told him that in fact, this was a very lucky thing for him and the university;

I remembered the pained expression on my face when I first met Zheng Moxie. Zheng Moxie told him not to look bitter, because a man's strength is the RMB in your pocket;

I remembered the first time I was with Su Yang, they were always arguing endlessly about whether to go to the toilet first or eat first;

I don’t know if it’s a flashback, but in short, when those memories flash through my mind like flowers, they are so beautiful, so beautiful that I want to cry...

"Are you okay?" A familiar voice came to my ears, and then I felt the pressure on my body disappear, and then there was a "crackling" sound that seemed to be the sound of something heavy hitting the wardrobe shelf.

My body, which was already numb from pain, was suddenly picked up by someone. The warmth from the palm of that person's hand spread to my waist, which was very warm.

Han Ruoqi struggled to raise her eyes and saw that familiar face, Zheng Moye!?!

He frowned but said nothing. God knows, if he could move at this moment, he would definitely jump up and run far away...

Turning his head, his neck was a little stiff, Han Ruoqi saw the muscular man fell to the ground just now, the bookshelf next to him was knocked to the ground by him, and all the heavy books fell on him, and his head shed bright red

of liquid, and seemed to have fainted

Zheng Moye put Han Ruoqi on the bed next to her and asked gently: "How are you?"

Han Ruoqi swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva with difficulty: "Broken... two ribs, it seems... It seems like the waist is still showing..."

Zheng Moxie was stunned for a long time, then picked up Han Ruoqi and said, "I'll take you to the hospital."

Hearing this, Han Ruoqi immediately struggled: "No!"

"Don't make trouble, a broken rib is no small matter," Zheng Moxie said with a frown.

"I haven't stolen my golden eagle treasure salt dish yet, put me down!!!" Han Ruoqi shook her arms as if she wanted to eat someone.

"Golden Eagle Treasure Salt Plate?" Zheng Moye was startled: "You came here in the middle of the night just for the Golden Eagle Treasure Salt Plate?"

Han Ruoqi rolled her eyes at him angrily: "Of course, do you think I'm out of my mind to visit the museum?"