Rebirth without Regrets

Chapter 668 Contest (6)

At the same time, they couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness. It was as if every move they made was planned by the other party. Being led by the other party's nose, but they couldn't even touch the other party's figure, this really made them feel uncomfortable every day.

Everyone feels chilly.

The enemy is not scary. The scary thing is that you have no idea where the enemy is, when and how he will stab you with a fatal knife. And you have been living in high tension and panic all day long.

It feels like it would be better to die.

"Let's go back first!" After the man finished speaking, he turned around and walked out first. Even the last way out was blocked by the other party. Now he could only go back first and then slowly think of a way.

At this moment, a loud rumbling sound came from the ground, and the entire cave shook. The stones on the roof of the cave continued to fall down, and many of them fell directly into the underground river, splashing high water, and more people came towards the cave.

Hit several people on the head.

Everyone was horrified, and while showing off their magical powers, they kept dodging or deflecting the boulders that were hitting them, while they hurriedly rushed out of the cave.

Although they all have extraordinary skills, they appear so small under the huge power of nature. If they don't escape from the danger as soon as possible, even if they are safe for a while, it will not last long. If the entire cave collapses, it will be even worse.

The sky and the earth are not working anymore.

In almost just a few breaths, all the people escaped from the cave. They were all a little gray and embarrassed, but only Yong Yanjia was still as energetic as before, as if nothing had happened.

Immediately.

Looking at the entrance of the cave that was soon blocked and buried by rolling boulders, everyone couldn't help but feel the fear of escaping from death.

Soon, everything became calm again.

Everyone looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what had happened, but they vaguely thought that if it was not an earthquake, it must be related to the enemy who was hiding in the dark and was deliberately trying to kill them.

But who exactly is the other party, and what methods did they use to actually cause them to be in a state of panic and embarrassment on their territory?

Before I could think about it carefully, the ground shook again, even more violently than last time.

Without waiting for anyone's orders, everyone fled in a hurry. The danger was clearly felt by everyone. Every moment that passed, the line representing the danger intuition in the heart trembled again and again. The closer they got, the more deeply they felt it.

I felt an inexplicable sense of danger.

Before they could escape a few steps, a deafening explosion sounded behind them. The entire hill where the underground river was located fell into pieces like sand and stone, sinking straight into the ground, and then erupted like a volcano, spewing fire debris all over the sky.

, sprinkled into the surrounding open spaces and rivers, illuminating the buildings for miles around as clear as day.

In just a blink of an eye, the hill turned into a large crater like a meteorite.

There was a roar of people in the distance, and it was obvious that everyone else on the island was shocked by this rare explosion.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling bright light appeared in everyone's eyes, and everyone who saw the bright light was instantly blinded. But before they could feel the pain, a super-heated storm swept across the entire island like wind and thunder.

, wherever you go, buildings are falling apart like sand, trees are igniting raging fires, and cars are rolling into the air like leaves... There is a terrifying scene everywhere, and even the surrounding air is attracted by the ring of fire, and the rising heat

The air kept spreading, turning into fire all over the sky. The originally peaceful and beautiful island suddenly turned into a purgatory.

The next day, when the plane that heard the news flew over here, the island no longer existed, as if it had never appeared at all.

The moonless night sky is particularly clear, and the ever-changing neon lights fill the central area of ​​the city with a fiery carnival-like atmosphere.

Walking on the street, the air is filled with the fragrance of various snacks, the cries of street vendors are heard from time to time, and tourists of different skin colors are wandering under the Chinese-style courtyard plaques. It is a bustling scene that makes people unaware of where they are.

In a foreign land thousands of miles away.

This is Chinatown in Manhattan, New York. It is also the largest Chinese settlement in country M. The narrow streets and low-rise buildings look a bit shabby, but the commercial atmosphere is very strong. There are many shops and countless hotels and restaurants.

Most of the signboards, which are antique and full of modern atmosphere, appear in both Chinese and English, while the Chinese characters are all in traditional Chinese characters. The business is very good, and there are street stalls everywhere even on the roadside sidewalks.

For many Chinese people, Chinatown is the best window for them to understand China and Chinese culture - this mysterious nation can burst out with a strong fighting spirit no matter how difficult the place is, no matter what pressure it encounters.

and vitality, it quickly took root and flourished all over the world. The ancient customs and culture were passed down from generation to generation and still have a strong influence. This is completely impossible for many Westerners to understand and imagine.

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Leng Binghan walked through the bustling streets of Tang Dynasty with his hands in his arms, buying some snacks or gadgets from street vendors from time to time. A smile and smile that had disappeared for a long time since he heard that An Guofeng died in the line of duty appeared on his face.

comfortable.

Although the weather in New York changes greatly in the evening, the change in temperature still does not stop the enthusiasm of passers-by for shopping. The display windows, neon lights, products, and passers-by form a beautiful scenery, and being in it makes people feel that life is so beautiful.

He just arrived in New York by plane today. He came alone. He did not stay at Feiyuan International Hotel. Even the passport he used was fake. Of course, this holiday is not a holiday in the ordinary sense. No matter what any country wants,

Investigation and verification will only yield positive information.

Although Leng Binghan had traveled all over the world after his rebirth, this was his first time in New York. After settling in, he didn’t even need to be jet-lagged and just went out for a walk. Anyway, he was proficient in many languages ​​and had a pure accent. If he didn’t speak

, no one would know that he was still a Chinese who had just arrived in New York less than half an hour ago.

It was here that he felt like he was being watched.

Leng Binghan smiled slightly. He knew that before he got off the plane, he was being targeted by the other party. A total of seventeen people changed before and after, including a wealthy businessman with a big belly, and a lawyer wearing gold-rimmed glasses and carrying a briefcase.

, there are expectant mothers with the radiance of motherhood on their faces during pregnancy, and there are also small vendors hawking on the street... Although they are dressed up in a lifelike manner, their wandering eyes and slightly abnormal heartbeats make Leng Binghan...

He easily picked them out from the crowd. But as long as it didn't hinder him, he rarely got serious with them.

Turning around a corner, Leng Binghan suddenly noticed a kind-hearted monk sitting cross-legged on one side of the street. The monk looked about fifty or sixty years old, and his gray eyebrows and long beard really looked like a fairy.

The appearance of the monk made people feel particularly approachable and trustworthy. There were some Buddhist trinkets placed in front of the monk, as if he had come here specially to set up a stall for sale. Many pedestrians passing by took a glance and stopped involuntarily.

, seemed to be very interested in what he was selling. And the old monk's way of selling things was also very special. He didn't ask for a price at all, and the buyer gave him whatever he wanted. It could be one or two yuan, or ten or twenty, or even

One hundred and two hundred yuan. Leng Binghan even saw a few people take things and leave in a hurry without paying. The old monk didn't seem to care, and he always had that unchanging warmth on his face.

smile.

Leng Binghan was a little surprised to see a Chinese monk in Manhattan, New York. Moreover, he was such a special old monk. He couldn't help but be a little curious and went up to have a look.

Not to mention, there are quite a lot of things in front of the old monk. Although they are not big, it is obvious that every piece of jewelry is hand-carved. The workmanship is extremely fine and exquisite, lifelike and lifelike, making people unable to put it down at first sight.

, no wonder it attracted so many Americans at once.

For some reason, Leng Binghan seemed to suddenly become interested. He squatted down and fiddled with the ornaments. Soon, a string of Buddhist beads caught his attention.

This is a string of ordinary-looking Buddhist beads. Perhaps it is a bit old. It looks dim in color, as if it has been soaked in traces of history. There are no carvings on the beads, and the style is very simple. It is not beautiful. No wonder

No one has ever cared about it. But the heavy feeling in Leng Binghan's hand seemed to bring about a wonderful collision between his soul and the ancient teachings of Buddhism.

The old monk, who had been smiling slightly but never saying a word, suddenly said to Leng Binghan: "This string of Buddhist beads was worn by an eminent monk when he entered nirvana. It has the ability to calm down the spirit and turn violence into peace."

The effect is more suitable for you, the donor!"

Although he is in country M, the old monk speaks Chinese with a little dialect. It seems that he has long known that Leng Binghan is Chinese, not other Asians. You know, just by looking at his appearance

It is still difficult to distinguish between Chinese and Japanese people.

Leng Binghan had a vague feeling that this string of Buddhist beads was a little different. When he learned that it was once worn by an eminent monk, he couldn't help but nodded. Although eminent monks cannot escape the cycle of life and death, after years of extraordinary experience, they can

Personal belongings will have some aura to some extent. But after hearing the old monk's last words, my heart moved. I couldn't help but take a deep look at the old monk and asked lightly: "Oh? Why is it suitable for me?"

"Donor, your murderous intent is too strong and your sin is too deep. It is better to put down the butcher knife and turn around!" The old monk smiled slightly and answered word for word without shying away from his dazzling eyes.

Leng Binghan's eyes flashed, he sneered, put down his Buddhist beads and said in a deep voice: "Sometimes when you put down your sword, you will become a dead soul under someone else's sword. What's more, 'Anyone who openly offends a strong man will be punished no matter how far away'

, If I don’t go to hell, who will?”

"Amitabha!" After hearing Leng Binghan's bloody words, the old monk quickly recited a Buddha's name, lowered his head and comforted: "If you have mercy on others, please forgive them! I also hope that the donor will not go on a killing spree, so as not to hurt innocent people and harm the world.

and!"

Leng Binghan glanced at the old monk and said in a rather solemn tone: "My kindness is only for those who have good intentions. Anyone who offends my heavenly power will be punished..."

Most of the people choosing accessories around were foreigners with blond hair and blue eyes. There was only one Chinese girl, who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old. She had a round face, a rosy complexion, and a pair of big black eyes that were very smart, although she was not very...

Beautiful in appearance, but also very eye-catching. She seemed to have heard the conversation between Leng Binghan and the old monk, and her face couldn't help but show a hint of astonishment. It could be seen that Leng Binghan's eyes fell on her, and she looked at Leng Bing in a friendly way.

Han smiled.

Perhaps it was because he was thousands of miles away in country M. Whenever Leng Binghan saw a Chinese with yellow skin and dark eyes, he couldn't help but feel a bit warm in his heart. He smiled at him and nodded, stood up and wanted to leave.

But then, the Chinese girl's eyes suddenly opened wide as if she had suddenly seen something terrible, and the expression on her face became very ugly, even filled with extreme fear.

Through the image in the girl's clear eyes, Leng Binghan could clearly see that at the moment he stood up from a squat, the kind-hearted monk suddenly had an inner look on his face.

Out of anger, he pulled out a sharp steel wire from his wide sleeves and strangled his neck. It was certain that if his neck was strangled, the result would only be separation of the head and neck.

Everyone was shocked. Who would have thought that this old monk, who had always been kind-hearted, would actually be a deadly killer?

The murderous intention is getting stronger.

The air seemed to suddenly become heavy, like frost and dew.

In this short moment, Leng Binghan suddenly moved. Even in such a crisis-ridden moment, he was still extraordinary. He turned around gracefully, his eyes were shining, dark and deep, spreading endless attraction.

, seems to draw other people’s eyes to explore the world contained within.