Chapter 71: A Bing and A Leng

Qi Fei is not afraid of a big fight. The problem is that a fight with a neurosis is meaningless.
He found that he couldn't speak normal words with the boy in front of him.
He studied psychology, and sensitively noticed that the boy on the opposite side reacted strongly to the name A Bing. It seemed that the name had any special meaning to him.
"I'm A Bing. Is my father okay these years?" Qi Fei's face was deep.
The boy paused and said slowly, "He is fine, and he found us another mother. One day I will bury a new mother in my stomach. I have buried four new mothers."
Qi Fei supported his chin with the index finger and thumb of his right hand and frowned, "He doesn't miss our real mother?"
The teenager stood up and heard his words sullenly, his eyes glowed with blood: "My father said that after we were born, my mother died, and we have never met my mother."
Qi Fei also stood up suddenly and shouted, "He is lying, he is lying, he is lying!"
More than half of the teenager's eyes turned red, staring at Qi Fei.
Qi Fei's voice became tender: "I am A Bing, you are A Leng, I am an elder brother, you are a younger brother, and our mother is buried in my stomach by my father, so we will never see our mother again."
The teenager's eyes were straight, as if thinking about something.
Qi Fei continued: "Even our father is not a real father. He is fake, fake, fake."
The boy stared at Qi Fei suddenly: "A Bing is dead."
Qi Fei blinked: "A Bing is dead, who am I? Father is dead, who is that person!"
The teenager was a little confused: "A Bing died to save me. I avenged him. The beast had two children, one named A Bing and one named A Leng. Their father is dead. Who is that person? "
"Yes, who is the man you call your father? Ask him, who is he? Go and see what's in his belly, is his mother buried there!" Qi Fei shouted loudly.
After hearing the words, the boy suddenly stood up and stared at Qi Fei. After a while, he suddenly turned around and opened the door without looking back.
After Qi Fei watched the teenager leave, the whole man sat on the sofa like a scatter.
I was wrong. Whoever has high talents still needs talent. Violence does not need IQ. He is sweating and murmurs as if he is free.
The black cat hid at the corner of the window sill, his eyes flickered, and some sighed and sighed, someone went further and further on a certain road of no return
At this moment, in the dark part of the Evolution Division, in a small dark building.
"A Bing, why are you back?"
"What did you say? You say it again?"
"Asshole, you let Lao Tzu cut your belly open for you? I told you long ago that your mother would have a hard time giving birth!"
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"What? Aren? Aren't you dead early? Aren't you two when you were nine years old and you practiced together. Did you kill him by mistake?"
"I repeat, you are A Bing, not A Leng. From the moment you kill A Leng by accident, you are crazy, and you always think you are A Leng, in fact you are A Bing!"
"I'm so mad, I'm so mad, you beat me, you dare to do it with me, you have to bury me in your stomach, and you will wash your spirits when you say anything tomorrow, this time you resist It's no use, ah son, let's die! "
Half an hour later, Qi Fei's room door.
The boy stood there with blood on his head: "You lied to me"
Qi Fei stood opposite him and sighed: "You have to do something to me first. Do you allow me to do this, do you not allow me to make a joke with you?"
The teenager grinned: "I want to kill you!"
He suddenly grew sharp nails on his hands, thick black hairs on his arms and calves, and long cavities in his mouth. His eyes glowed with blood and flew towards Qi Fei.
Qi Fei was startled. What kind of monster is this? How could she be transformed!
He jumped backwards, backed up to the window, and the power of the dimension in his body moved, and he pointed out, and a dark needle, visible to the naked eye, went straight to the young man.
The boy didn't care, just crooked his body, and the thin black needle passed through his shoulders.
The young man made a painful "snoring" sound. It seemed that he did not expect that small black needle to have such great power. He tilted his head and looked over his shoulder, only to see that a through hole appeared on the shoulder. The hole was not thick. But it is translucent back and forth, and there is still black wire-like energy in it. It seems to want to cut an independent space in the small hole.
Qi Fei was standing in the distance, and he was in a good mood. Since that day, he found that the Purple Dragon Base is the top ten super bases of evolutionary civilization. He knew that from now on, he would not be able to break it with Shenglong easily. You can't kill it directly, so it's better not to use it, so he just used the needle of space as soon as he came up, but he didn't expect that this single-armed trick had the same power.
Qi Fei sneered. Although the living room only had more than a hundred square meters, he flickered and struck out with his two fingers. Within a short time, the black silk filled the sky, and even the young man's skin was thick and thick.
He was so excited that he opened the live broadcast room and whispered, fans suddenly poured in.
Qi Fei looked at his fingers, and suddenly thought of a poem, he read aloud: Tsinglei Lei fell in the rivers and lakes, six-veined magic sword dance Beiming, who's children dazzled the river, Lingbo micro-step Jianqi horizontal.
Qi Fei shouted out loudly: "Look at the anchor's sword strength and strength, Yushu is in the wind, don't you give a reward?"
The audience in the live broadcast room was stunned, and most of them who entered immediately after opening the live broadcast were not ordinary viewers, but followers.
Suddenly, a weak voice came: "Brother, you are not a sword, and there are no six-pulse magic swords and Lingbo microsteps."
Qi Fei froze and said angrily, "Who are you, what am I not sword sword?"
The voice was very immature: "I'm Sadako. This is not sword spirit. It seems to be an embroidery needle. It's too similar, but it's not the right color."
Qi Fei is stunned, embroidery needle? What the embroidery needle is? Suddenly a melody of "the sea laughs, and the tides on both sides of the strait" rang in his ears.
Nima, I do n’t want to be undefeated in the East, I want to do Duan Yu, no, I do n’t do Duan Yu, I want to do Duan Yu, his father Dali Duan Er!
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