Sometimes life is like a cycle of reincarnation. At a certain period of time, not only will a person's appearance change, but his thoughts change, and even his personality will change.

Perhaps the only thing that will not change is the heart.

Ning Bufan felt that he was lying in a place, which was dark and cold, but not lonely.

Because he always hears a familiar conversation, which always makes him feel that he is not dead and he is still alive, but he can't move or wake up for a short time.

Wake up, the definition of him now is to open his eyes and look at this world with light, and then move his muscles and bones.

It's a pity that he can't do this, even though he really wants to...

He felt that he had been lying down for too long, and if he lay down, he would become moldy.

Could it be like this in this life?

"Don't wake up yet?"

"No"

"It's been three days, and when will I wait before I wake up?"

"I don't know, his body tissues have been seriously damaged and overdrawn a lot. If he were an ordinary person, he would have died long ago. His recovery ability is amazing!"

"What kind of opponent does he face make him overdraw so much? Could it be those of the Li family, right?"

"I don't know, I can only wait until he wakes up and ask."

"Xiao Xi doesn't know yet?"

"Well, I don't know yet. It's best to hide this from her. Although she has a strong personality, she is relatively weak inside. I'm afraid she won't be able to stand it."

"Well... I hope he wakes up soon."

Ning Bufan knew who these two people who talked about were, one was Yang Zongyao who broke the ground, and the other was Song Ying, a cripple man who fell into clothes and eighteen.

After the two of them finished speaking, they walked out of the house at the same time, and the house fell into silence again.

Will this guy Yang Xi not be able to stand seeing that he is like this?

Stop talking. This goblin will definitely laugh secretly when he sees himself like this, right?

Ning Bufan never agrees with the conversation between the two and has some disdain. Yang Xi’s previous actions left an indelible shadow in Ning Bufan’s young heart, making it difficult for Ning Bufan to believe that Yang Xi would be sad for him.

At this time, Ning Bufan felt the warm currents floating in his body, as if every pore was constantly stretching...

Unprecedented comfort!

He felt his skin breathing.

"Brother, are you there?"

"..." Ning Bufan's mouth twitched when he heard this sound. He wanted to speak but could not make any sound.

"Brother, I know you can hear me. Brother, congratulations, you are not dead!"

"..." Ning Bufan really wanted to pick up his gloves and throw them into the trash can. It was worth congratulations if he didn't die? Is it worth congratulations now that he is paralyzed?

"There is another good thing I want to tell you, brother, congratulations again, you have broken through your physical limit!"

"..." Break through the limit of the body? What are you going to congratulate?

"If you break through the limit and never die, your physical fitness will be enhanced like never before. Don't you feel it now?"

I feel like? I haven't even woken up now, so what can I feel? Ning Bufan was speechless, feeling that the words said in the boxing gloves are no different from nonsense.

"Oh, I understand, my brother, anyway, you were in disguise this time, and now your body is slowly recovering. When it is fully recovered, you will experience it. Well, my brother, because you are in the woods with the courage to die, I also noticed the threshold for breakthrough. I want to attack the breakthrough and dodge first..."

After saying that, Ning Bufan noticed that the warm current in his body slowly retreated, and finally returned to calm, deadly silence.

This silence made Ning Bufan unbearable because he found that he could not sleep...

At least some songs to listen to and pass the time?

He thought bitterly.

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During three days, Lee Young-ki would look at his phone every once in a while, hoping to accidentally see a prompt for the successful task from an unfamiliar number, but the phone has been silent for the past three days...

Lee Young-ki was waiting, and his heart became inexplicably panicked.

Did you miss it? It's impossible. That Bruce is a very famous killer in the killer world. How could he not be able to kill Ning Bufan, who was defenseless? Even if Ning Bufan is no longer powerful, can he be more powerful than a gun?

It must have been successful. Since it has been successful, why didn’t I ask me to transfer the remaining money to his card?

Did he be kind and suddenly need money?

Lee Young-ki closed his eyes and tried his best to remind himself not to think about the situation after the task failed, but the more he reminded himself not to think about it, the more messy bad thoughts would appear in his mind. This thought made him toss and turn and unable to fall asleep.

In three days, he did not have even a good dream. He always dreamed that Ning Bufan was covered in blood and walked towards him step by step with a grin, and then ignored his begging and struggle, pinched his neck and turned it around.

That turn was absolutely crisp, absolutely loud, and the angle and force were well grasped.

He would feel suffocated, but he would not die for a while.

Then the crazy Ning Bufan smiled like a devil and took out a knife, cutting the flesh on his body bit by bit, just like Ling Chi in ancient China. He screamed more than a thousand times, and finally fell to the ground and died on the verge of death.

The reason for this dream was that Lee Young-ki watched the "Top Ten Tortures of the Qing Dynasty" by China a few days ago. When he watched it, he felt that Ning Bufan, who had ruined him, would be like this in the future, but after watching it, he felt a chill...

There seems to be something wrong?

Lee Young-ki was stunned when he thought of that movie.

Lee Young-ki stood up irritably and paced in the narrow room. The more she waited, the more she felt that her dream would get closer and closer to reality. He even stared at the door from time to time, fearing that Ning Bufan would break into the door with a knife like a vicious Chinese urban management...

"Ding bei!"

Has the information been received?

Lee Young-ki took out his cell phone tremblingly and pressed the answer button...

"Thirty minutes later, it will be your death!"

What?

After hearing the cold voice of this woman, Lee Young-ki felt a chill that rushed straight from the soles of her feet.

Empty and weird, he hurriedly smashed his phone and took several steps back in shock.

He was a little desperate!

That is definitely not a sound that people should have. It is a sound from hell, extremely penetrating and extremely shocking!

Like a ghost!

Lee Young-ki swallowed, looked at the arms that were thrown in half by him, and waited for a long time and didn't wait until a strange sound came, he breathed a sigh of relief!

When he bent down to pick up his phone, he found that his back was already cold and his legs were trembling unconsciously...

The prank is definitely a prank by some bastard!

Then...

"Twenty-nine minutes will be your death in!"

Lee Young-ki widened her eyes, and the phone she had just gotten was thrown out suddenly. He was so scared that he sat on the ground...

What's going on? Why does a cell phone with two halves still have sounds, how can it still be shining, how can it still be...

A prank, must be, must be!

Not sure where the power came from, Li Yingji stood up and looked at the glowing mobile phone on the ground, stepped on it for more than ten feet, and then he breathed a sigh of relief after stomping the mobile phone.

He seemed a little crazy!

I see how you are still bright! I see how you are still talking!

"Twenty-five minutes will be your death!"

What's going on?

Lee Young-ki's heart was beating very fast, staring at the trampled but still flashing phone...

A cell phone that is broken in half, blocked from line but can flash and speak...

this……

Sweat as big as beans flowed out of Lee Yingji's forehead. He collapsed on the ground, still staring at his phone...

Time passed by minute by minute, knocking on his heart...

"Twenty-four, twenty-three, twenty-two... One minute will be your death."

At this time, he suddenly heard the door not far away moving, and a bloody grim female ghost head appeared on the door...

What?

Hell?

"Help..."
Chapter completed!