The seller of the heavens

Ever since Jiang Chen broke his hands, Zheng Wei has been in the hospital.

First surgery, and then live in the ward for treatment.

Because of the plaster cast on his hands, he has limited mobility, and his daily life can only be taken care of by a nurse.

Every time Zheng Wei saw his hands in plaster and felt the pain from his hands, his hatred for Jiang Chen would deepen.

That night, Zheng Wei was lying on the hospital bed, ready to fall asleep, when he closed his eyes, a thought flashed through his mind:

I don't know if the group of people succeeded in their actions?

All he was looking for were professional killers. Although Jiang Chen was highly skilled in martial arts, he was supposed to be an undead killer in a life-and-death fight.

As long as he thinks that Jiang Chen will be hacked to death with knives and lay dead on the street, Zheng Wei's heart will feel refreshed, imagining Jiang Chen's miserable death, with a smile on his mouth, and slowly falling into sleep.

In the middle of the night, around two o'clock.

The patients in the hospital basically fell into a deep sleep, and the nurses would change the bottles and dressings for the patients from time to time in the middle of the night.

The night wind was bleak, and a figure slowly hovered outside the window of the ward, like a god of death in the dark, staring at Zheng Wei in the ward.

Zheng Wei's ward is located on the seventh floor of the inpatient department, more than 20 meters above the ground.

Jiang Chen wore a bamboo dragonfly on his head, and his body was suspended in mid-air. After the nurse changed the medicine and left, and confirmed that Zheng Wei was still asleep, he slowly opened the half-closed window with his gloved hands, his figure quietly He got into the ward silently.

Like a ghost, he came to the hospital bed and stood still, looked down at Zheng Wei who was sleeping, stretched out his hand to cover Zheng Wei's mouth and nose expressionlessly, and took out a dagger with the other hand.

"Woo!"

Sleeping Zheng Wei suddenly felt short of breath, opened his eyes suddenly, and woke up, the next moment he saw Jiang Chen's figure standing on the bedside through the faint light coming from outside the ward, his eyes were wide open, full of excitement. The color of panic.

Zheng Wei opened his mouth to beg for mercy, but his mouth and nose were tightly covered by Jiang Chen, and he couldn't make a sound at all.

Then Zheng Wei only felt a cold in his throat, and heard a sizzling, sizzling sound in his ears, like water splashing after a water pipe burst.

cold!

so cold!

Zheng Wei felt that the temperature in his body was losing rapidly, his body was icy cold, and his consciousness gradually faded.

"I... am I going to... die..."

Zheng Wei's child hole slowly spread and became gray.

After Jiang Chen confirmed that Zheng Wei was silent, he thoughtfully pulled up the quilt to cover his head so that Zheng Wei would not catch a cold, and then flew out of the ward without a sound.

More than an hour later, the nurse came to change the dressing and found a large amount of blood splattered beside the bed and on the ground. She couldn't help but tore off the quilt to check Zheng Wei's condition.

In the next few days, Jiang Chen has been paying attention to the news.

The disappearance of the machete killer was not reported, presumably the body has not been found.

The incident of Zheng Wei's throat being cut in the hospital caused a sensation. The police were looking for the real culprit, but nothing was gained.

There are many indications that no outsider entered Zheng Wei's ward at that time, and Zheng Wei seemed to be killed by someone who appeared out of thin air.

This eucalyptus has become a hanging eucalyptus.

...

Just when Jiang Chen's golden bell-covered iron shirt was about to start, the much-anticipated world kickboxing competition finally started.

In the morning, Jiang Chen arrived at the arena in the car arranged by the sports center.

Along with him are Senior Brother Duan Shui Liu, Gui Wang Da, Ali and others.

When everyone got out of the car, they saw a long queue outside the gate of the arena, and there were scalpers selling tickets.

A burst of hustle and bustle rushed towards the face, the scene was extremely lively and full of voices.

As a contestant, Jiang Chen naturally didn't have to line up.

Under the guidance of the staff, he walked into the arena through the side door together with Brother Guashuiliu.

The huge arena can accommodate tens of thousands of spectators.

In the center of the arena are four arenas.

Jiang Chen and Senior Brother Duan Shui Liu sat down on the contestants' seats beside the ring. When they looked up, they saw a large group of contestants from different countries and different martial arts schools.

Among them are many strong Caucasians and blacks, obviously attracted by the tens of millions of bonuses.

Wait for the players and spectators to arrive.

The leader begins to speak.

Then the host introduced the competition system again, and finally announced:

"The World Kickboxing Competition has officially begun!

! "

"oh!

"

"It's started, it's finally started!

"

There was a burst of excited cheers from the auditorium, and it was unclear whether they were celebrating the end of the boring speech session or looking forward to the start of the competition.

Jiang Chen also heard the voices of relatives and friends cheering for the contestants, including Ali:

"Jiang Chen, come on!

"

Brother Guashuiliu turned his head to look at Ali, and said suddenly:

"You have a good relationship with Ali?"

Jiang Chen: "It's okay."

Brother Broken Water:

"Ali has worshiped the strong since she was a child. You are just lucky enough to defeat the black bears and those bastards, so you can make Ali look at you differently."

"oh."

Jiang Chen replied perfunctorily.

Brother Guashuiliu was particularly dissatisfied with his attitude, saying:

"I will win this competition and let Ali know who is really worthy of his liking."

"Really, then go for it!"

Jiang Chen casually gave a word of encouragement.

Senior brother Duan Shui Liu snorted angrily, clenched his fists, wishing he could smash Jiang Chen's face with one punch.

...

The contestants stepped onto the ring one by one, started the battle, and decided the winner.

Some people triumphantly win, while others are injured and lose.

The battle was extremely fierce, and there were constant cheers from the audience.

Soon Jiang Chen heard his name from the radio:

"Ring No. 4, Jiang Chen from the Ancient Boxing Department of the Universal Elite Sports Center, will face Zhao Dong from the Zhao Dong Boxing Gym."

Jiang Chen stood up and walked towards the No. 4 ring.

At the same time, a middle-aged man with a strong figure and a fleshy face also swaggered to the No. 4 ring.

Seeing that Jiang Chen was young and hadn't experienced many storms, Zhao Dong couldn't help showing a ferocious expression and threateningly said:

"Boy, I advise you to admit defeat as soon as possible, so as not to hurt your fists and feet. My Zhao family's boxing technique is too powerful. Once you use it, you can send it out but not stop it. If your hands and feet are interrupted, you will be ruined for the rest of your life.

There's no need to ruin your wonderful life for a game, you understand? "

Jiang Chen naturally couldn't be scared off by this kind of psychological offensive, and said:

"Just do your best, I should be able to hold on."

Seeing that Jiang Chen didn't know good from bad, Zhao Dong's face darkened:

"In this case, don't blame me for being cruel."

Saying this, he yelled loudly:

"watch out!"

Snapped!

As soon as Zhao Dong finished speaking, a kick kicked his calf with lightning speed, extremely fast.

Zhao Dong couldn't react at all, he felt a pain in his calf, his figure suddenly tilted, and Peng fell to the ground with a sound, his whole body was thrown into a mess and he was dizzy.

Seeing that Zhao Dong was unable to stand up for a long time, the referee at the side immediately raised his hand and announced:

"Jiang Chen, win!"

Jiang Chen advanced easily, without any suspense.

On the other side, Senior Brother Duan Shui Liu also easily knocked out his opponent with a punch, and then looked at Jiang Chen provocatively.