Running on the road in a daze, Xiao Yi was a little confused about where to go.

Indeed, he could hide in Chen Zihang's house. Even if Wang Dong was so arrogant, he would not dare to rush there directly, but even if he saved his life by saving his life, what could it be?

If Wang Dong is not dead, can he wait until this month before giving up all the wealth he has obtained?

It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. I have been used to living a life of extravagance and extreme desire for Xiao Yi to return to his previous days, so Xiao Yi can't live any longer...

Moreover, Xiao Yi has offended many people this time. Although they are now taking their financial resources and their relationship with Chen Shao, they are full of compliments once everything goes into vanish, their true face will naturally be exposed to the sun and chew them completely...

What should I do?

The dazzling headlights shot across the street, making Xiao Yi's eyes narrow slightly. Was he just sitting there waiting to die?

No, I am unwilling to give up. I don’t have enough money. I still have power and I still have invincible skills!

By the way, mysterious man, where is that mysterious man...

Xiao Yi seemed to have found a pillar. He recalled the scene that night, quickly turned the front of the car and drove towards the alley of that day like a flying one.

The alley is not difficult to find. Xiao Yi only took half an hour to arrive at the alley he used to be. The same place and the same time, but there was no drizzle tonight.

"Why not?" Xiao Yi walked back and forth in the alley more than ten times, but found no trace. Instead, he made the passersby occasionally salute him frequently. However, Xiao Yi seemed to have not seen him, his eyes were red, and he wished he could dig three feet into the ground to dig out the person.

"Does it mean it must rain?" Xiao Yi looked at the sky. The moon was still hanging on the other side of the mountain. There was no trace of clouds in the sky, and it didn't seem like it was about to rain.

"What should I do..." Xiao Yi looked depressed and sat on the floor, his eyes were dull, as if he had been tortured countless times by a bull in heat.

"Are you looking for me?"

When Xiao Yi heard the sound, he stood up with surprise and looked in the direction where the sound came. He only saw that it was exactly the same as the scene that day. A figure walked over slowly as if he was in a halo. He couldn't see clearly, but he felt a warm smile, which made people feel warm in his heart.

Xiao Yi ran forward as if he saw God's slander, and then knelt down in front of him, shouting: "God, save me..."

"Save you?" the mysterious man smiled and said, "How to save you?"

"I just realized now that only money can't kill Wang Dong, he is a demon!" Xiao Yi said aside his actions to Wang Dong. He was not stupid. He also wanted to let the mysterious man know that he was also doing things, but Wang Dong was too powerful and he could not kill him at all.

The mysterious man smiled and said, "Everything you did was chosen by yourself. You only have two choices now, one is Wang Dong's death, and the other is that everything is restored to the past..."

"No..." Xiao Yi exclaimed in surprise, and saw that there was no displeasure on the mysterious man's face, and said nervously: "Can I have the power and strength to surpass Wang Dong?"

The mysterious man shook his head and said, "No."

Xiao Yi was about to beg a few more times, but he saw the mysterious man raise his head, look at the other end of the alley, and said, "Wang Dong, don't you just want to see me? Why don't you come out when you come?"

Wang Dong?

Xiao Yi's eyes couldn't help but shrink, and Wang Dong actually followed him quietly. What did he want to do?

"hehe……"

Wang Dong walked out with a smile. It was nothing strange that the other party could find himself. After all, his strength was stronger than him, and he could pretend to be a fool. Look at how Xiao Yi was fooled...

"Wang Dong, I'll fight with you!" Xiao Yi shouted, rushing forward, but the speed was slow, and he secretly glanced at the mysterious man from the corner of his eyes. He actually just wanted to make a gesture. As long as the mysterious man spoke a little, he could stop and then stand behind the mysterious man with confidence.

But when Xiao Yi ran a few meters away, the mysterious man was still standing there, smiling at everything, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

Looking at Wang Dong's sneer, Xiao Yi didn't dare to go forward anymore, stopped in shame and went to the side.

"Wang Dong, you came to me specifically. Do you want to tell me something?" the mysterious man spoke.

Wang Dong smiled and said, "Why do you have to pretend to be a god? Don't you want to wait for me here?"

Wang Dong guessed right. This person was indeed Chris Feng, and he also intended to ask Xiao Yi to bring Wang Dong here, otherwise he would not have shown up at all.

"Haha..." Chris Feng smiled slightly, dissipating the light around him, revealing his original appearance. He was wearing an off-white suit, with a plaid shirt and a slender solid-colored tie, making him look more and more heroic.

"You..." Xiao Yi pointed at Chris Feng. Although he was handsome, he put all his hopes on the same person. Isn't this ridiculous?

This is how people are. They can believe in ghosts and gods and superhumans, but once they discover that these gods or superhumans who walk down from the altar and take off their battle robe are actually people with flesh and blood like themselves, and all their faiths will completely collapse in an instant...

Because humans have never trusted their own race...

Chris Feng was too lazy to pay attention to this little person. He had lost his will and this pawn was useless.

"I do want him to attract you, and you are here too, aren't you afraid?" Chris Feng smiled slightly. Although he was not as good as Wang Donggao, he looked at Wang Dong with a look down. Indeed, as the Holy Son of the Vatican Church, he has his pride and his confidence.

"Why am I afraid?" Wang Dong smiled and said, "You are like me, with two eyes and one nose. Can you give me something more than me? Do you have two birds?"

Wang Dong glanced at the Chris-style crotch, no, it didn't look like there was a tendency to be split.

Chris was not angry at Wang Dong's tone. The showdown between the two had actually started before they met. When they dealt with each other, they could not see the sword light, but if they took a wrong step, it would affect the overall situation...

"Actually, I really have something more than you." Chris Feng said with a smile.

"What?"

"Chest hair..."

Wang Dong almost squirted. This Chris Feng would even tell a joke, but is this kind of thing worth pride? Wang Dong sneered: "For the uncivilized savages, the hair is also as dense as it is."

"You are not afraid of me..." Chris Feng's eyes narrowed together, and a cold light flashed between them, and his tone also rose up: "Aren't you worried that I will kill you? That little girl is not here, no one can protect you."

Little girl?

Wang Dong's mind quickly turned. The little girl thought she was referring to Ji Li. It turned out that the person who fled that night was the Holy Son...

Because Long Hanyan said that the Holy Son was in the wing port, Wang Dong guessed that the one who was stronger than him was Chris Feng. Unexpectedly, they had already met before.

"I don't want to take her out, otherwise you will run away again, wouldn't that be too boring?" Wang Dong said with a smile. He likes to do the most about sprinkling salt on the wound.

Fleeing without a fight is the scar in Chris Feng's heart, but Wang Dong actually tore it apart so unscrupulously, which made the cold light in Chris Feng's eyes even more: "It seems that you really don't want to live anymore. Although I give the controller a little bit of a thin face, this does not mean that the majesty of the Vatican Church can be violated at will."

Chris Feng is trying to expand the matter, and this is also an excuse for his actions. Otherwise, at his level, it would be impossible to act like a gangster in the market. Everything needs to be a reason. This is also the reason why the Vatican Church classified all the targets to be attacked as pagans...

Wang Dong didn't say anything, just hooked his finger at Chris Feng...

"Rareless!" A cold light flashed in Chris Feng's eyes, and his whole person disappeared in the distance in an instant. He slapped Wang Dong with a palm. Before the palm came, the wind arrived first, as if there was an extra blade in the void, pointing directly to Wang Dong's heart...

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