C747 A Man Is about to Die
Finally, the power of all hope collided, at the top of the Sky City building, a huge pillar of energy formed from fire and ice collided fiercely with the purple lightning dragon. Even from a distance of three hundred meters, one could see through the broken walls and walls that were smashed into pieces. It was the huge force of the collision between the white, red, and purple dragon-shaped energy.
The strong wind blew Xue Bijun so hard that she could not move. Zhang Muye and Wan Feng finally fell to the ground. After this attack, they instantly lost all their vitality.
"You... are actually not... dead?"
Wan Feng and Zhang Muye fell together and saw Zhang Muye fall. But their eyes were still blinking. Obviously, they were not dead yet. This immediately made Wan Feng shocked and angry. This attack was so powerful, but it still couldn't kill Zhang Muye? He suddenly felt that this bastard Zhang Muye was just an unkillable cockroach. He had broken through his limits several times to increase his strength. Every time he thought that he was going to kill Zhang Muye, this bastard Zhang Muye would miraculously survive and then jump around again?!
Until now, he had exhausted all of his energy, but Zhang Muye was still not dead?! To Wan Feng, there was nothing worse than this.
Zhang Muye saw the shock in Wan Feng's eyes. He coughed twice and blood flowed out. While gathering his energy, he smiled and said, "You... You are not dead yet. How could I die? No matter what, I want to live longer than you."
"Is that so?" Wan Feng smiled coldly and said, "Then... let's see who recovers first."
After the fight, the two of them quickly took a deep breath.
At this moment, Lieh Dao and Xue Bijun both passed out. There was no one else at the scene. The aftermath of the shock waves, coupled with the fact that the stairs up had been destroyed by the huge force, it was not easy for the police downstairs to rush upstairs. At this moment, the deciding factor of life and death was to see who recovered first and who would have the upper hand.
"Zhang Muye!"
Suddenly, Wan Feng's voice rang in his ears. Zhang Muye held his breath and focused his mind. He turned his head and saw that Wan Feng seemed to have something to say to him. He asked, "What... what do you mean by... teaching?" Both of them had used up all their energy. At this moment, they only had the strength to speak, but their breath was still weak.
"You... Have you ever thought that if we... did not turn against each other in the past, with our current abilities, could we... create some unimaginable miracles?"
Zhang Muye stared at Wan Feng and shook his head.
"But I have thought about it many times. Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret... Sigh..."
Wan Feng's one eye was half mechanical, and there was no expression on his face. However, the other half was a normal person. There were tears in his eyes.
Zhang Muye did not understand what Wan Feng wanted to say. He closed his eyes and closed his eyes, not making any sound. He was racing against time to recover his strength, even if it was just a little bit.
Wan Feng blinked again. He wiped away the tears at the corners of his eyes and said slowly, I see." I don't know why, but I have a bad feeling these days. It seems... it seems that my death date is approaching. It should be... at this moment, right? "
Seeing that Zhang Muye still did not have any intention to speak, Wan Feng said again.
"Do... do you know? Not only do I regret our relationship, I also regret... I regret being jealous, competitive, and competitive. In the end, I made myself suffer ten thousand tribulations... and never again! "
" Zhang Muye, please! If I die today, tell my parents that I went to school in the distance. It will take many, many years for me to come back, and then... I have tens of millions left. I hope you can give my parents... I beg you... I'm afraid... I'm really afraid that if they find out about my death... they will feel despair..."
At this moment, it seemed like Wan Feng really had a feeling that he was about to die.
As an ordinary family, Wan Feng's parents were not wealthy. Wan Feng had painstakingly raised Wan Feng into an adult. He felt that he owed his parents too much. He did not even dare to tell his parents that he had been expelled from university. He thought that it was something that his parents could not bear. He had hoped to use his own success to make up for the mistakes he had made in the past. However, jealousy ultimately confused his mind, making him walk on the road of no return.
As the only son of his family, Wan Feng had entrusted all his parents' hopes to him. Wan Feng did not even dare to imagine what kind of heavy blow his parents would suffer if he died. No matter how much money he had, it could not make up for the pain of losing his son.
Zhang Muye nodded silently and suddenly remembered. If he died in this battle, what kind of sadness would his parents, Cui Ping and Zhang Aiguo, who were far away in Jinan, feel? He was their pride. They must be heartbroken, right? However, Mengmeng, who was by their side, was more or less comforting. What about Zhao Zhonghua and Liu Rujun? All these years, Liu Rujun had traveled thousands of mountains and rivers in order to find him. If he died again... What would happen to Zhao Zhonghua and Liu Rujun, who had no children other than him, live through the rest of his life?
He did not know!
However, Zhang Muye knew that if he died, Zhang Aiguo, Cui Ping, and Zhao Zhonghua and Liu Rujun would be in so much pain that they would be in so much pain!
He absolutely couldn't let such a thing happen!
The great desire to live burned in Zhang Muye's body. He tried to stand up, but the injury he had suffered was too severe. He could not do it even if he wanted to.
Wan Feng faced the same situation. For the sake of his parents, he wanted to stand up, but his injuries were as serious as Zhang Muye's. He was powerless.
"Wan... Feng, let me ask you, you are in the Giant Egg Arena Square. Is it... is it true that TNT explosives are installed?"
"Yes. But... I never intended to kill anyone, I'm not crazy. After all, this is our personal grudge..." Wan Feng replied. It seemed like he had not lost his last conscience.1
Zhang Muye nodded, closed his eyes and did not speak anymore. He and Wan Feng worked hard to recover their strength.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard. Zhang Muye and Wan Feng were stunned. They turned their heads and saw a pretty figure slowly appearing at the entrance of the building. It was...
It was Chen Wenwen?!
Chen Wenwen was actually in the building?!
In fact, Chen Wenwen had followed Wan Feng and Xue Bijun to the second floor since a long time ago. She hid on the second floor and wanted to give Wan Feng a look. She did not expect that Wan Feng and Zhang Muye's fight would be so intense that she was trapped downstairs and could not come up.
Because of the distance, the combat waves of the two did not cause much damage to Chen Wenwen. When the battle ended, Chen Wenwen was eager to know about Wan Feng's condition, so she quickly ran over.
At this moment, she saw Zhang Muye and Wan Feng lying on the ground together, unable to move.
"Wenwen, you are here?!" Seeing Chen Wenwen appear, his survival instinct made Wan Feng's face reveal an unusual expression. "Quick! Quick, save Big Brother Wan, kill him - quick!"
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