The bone-chilling wind was blowing, and although the tip of her toes had yet to touch Lin Fan's wrist, that gust had already made Lin Fan feel a piercing coldness, as if a knife had sliced through his skin!
Yet, Lin Fan still didn't move an inch!
Just at the critical mont when her toes were about to break Lin Fan's wrist...
She stopped!
Lin Qianxiao's foot halted in mid-air, the tip of her toes already touching the fine hairs on Lin Fan's wrist...
Seeing this scene, the corners of Lin Fan's mouth lifted into a faint smile!
In fact, he wasn't sure before whether Lin Qianxiao would hit him with that kick; Lin Fan was rely gambling, gambling that Lin Qianxiao would stop!
Moreover, because of the grievances that had accumulated in Lin Qianxiao's heart over the past five years, even if she really did it, Lin Fan wouldn't bla her!
"Why didn't you dodge?" Lin Qianxiao suddenly asked sharply!
"Then why didn't you continue to kick?" Lin Fan replied with a smile.
Lin Qianxiao opened her mouth, wanting to say she couldn't bear to, wanting to say she didn't even know why, but as the words reached her lips, she didn't have the courage to say them!
If it were five years ago, she definitely wouldn't hide it, but over these five years, her personality beca increasingly withdrawn, and she buried the love she had for Lin Fan deep inside, like a window closed and locked!
Then, she forgot where she left the key to that lock—was it in the vast river of history? Or deep within her mories?
In any case, unlocking it was no easy task!
"Can't we just sit down and have a calm conversation?" Lin Fan said earnestly.
"What do you want to talk about?" Lin Qianxiao asked coolly.
"Talk... we can talk about many things!" Lin Fan quickly said, worried that talking about their feelings might lead to Lin Qianxiao's rejection!
In any case, Lin Fan didn't want to miss this chance; he had to first calm her down!
After hearing Lin Fan's words, Lin Qianxiao hesitated slightly and said, "Then let go of your hand first!"
"Alright, I'll let go, but promise
you won't run!" Lin Fan bargained.
"Just let go first!" Lin Qianxiao repeated with emphasis.
Lin Fan gave a bitter smile and obediently let go, then turned aside, making a "please" gesture!
Under Lin Fan's humble gesture, Lin Qianxiao couldn't bring herself to refuse and had to distance herself slightly from Lin Fan, turning to walk towards the bed.
But after reaching the bed, she didn't turn around, only presenting a charming silhouette to Lin Fan. Her back no longer had the vigor and vitality of five years ago; instead, it seed more lonely and solitary!
Seeing this, Lin Fan felt even more self-reproachful!
He wouldn't forget five years ago, how his junior sister was such a cheerful girl, and when she smiled, there would be two cute dimples at the corners of her mouth. Every smile was deeply imprinted in Lin Fan's mind; every smile seed to bring warmth and blossom like a gentle breeze, an indelible beautiful mory!
But now... everything is gone!
He blad himself deeply! Lin Fan reproached himself deeply!
If over these five years he had kept in frequent contact with Lin Qianxiao, perhaps things wouldn't have turned out so badly!
But now it's too late to say these things; the past can never be relived!
Clap~
With a crisp sound, Lin Fan lit a cigarette with a lighter and placed it in his mouth, taking a heavy drag. The smoke swirled in his mouth for a few monts and then was deftly exhaled through his nose.
"Do you want to know how I've been living these past five years?" Lin Fan said suddenly.
Lin Qianxiao didn't answer, but her delicate ears clearly trembled slightly, making a posture of listening intently.
Lin Fan took another deep drag of the cigarette and said, "Five years ago, I was chased down the mountain by the old man to train. Life at the beginning wasn't easy; once I descended the mountain, I had no support and no survival skills. You've ventured out before, you should know, in the outside world, just having good skills doesn't necessarily an you can live well!"
"At first, I begged, worked as a thug for others, and later, to get food and survive, I even fought in underground boxing because I was quite skilled, and in underground arenas, people gave
the nickna 'Victory General.' After that, my life gradually beca more prosperous!"
"My path in underground boxing beca increasingly smooth, and I even fought abroad later on. At that ti, my mind was quite simple; as long as soone paid, I fought, trusting in my skills. But that ti, I was set up!"
"Abroad, my opponent in that boxing match actually had iron rings in their gloves, and although I won in the end, I offended certain powers. On the way back, I was ambushed: ten people with guns chased
down ten streets!"
"Later, I beca enraged; I killed those ten n, twisted their heads off entirely. Only after that did I realize there was sothing more potent than skills in this world—bullets and firearms!"
"By chance, I t the teacher who enlightened
in my life; her na is Shangxue Qingchuan, and she taught
how to use firearms. After intense practice, I finally mastered good marksmanship!"
"Later, I found another way to earn money, which was to beco an assassin. With my skills and marksmanship, I rose to fa on the assassin's path, and found myself absurdly stepped into the cruel and bloody Dark Realm!"
"In our Martial World, there's a saying: 'Once in the Martial World, life is no longer your own.' In the Dark Realm, there's also a saying: 'Once you kill, you're a killer for life!' The law of the Dark Realm is the survival of the fittest!"
"In that world, I had to constantly get stronger and keep killing all my enemies just to survive. I've encountered life-threatening situations, and once, I almost got blown up to death. Although I later subjected the person who tried to kill
to the world's most grueso torture, that ti, I experienced a trial by death, and I've beco increasingly ruthless!"
"I started gathering allies. I knew an individual's strength is ultimately weak. Initially, I ford a team with a few brothers, targeting so assassin organizations and building our team on their bones. As our reputation grew larger, more people joined us, and more sought us for missions. Money... beca like dirt to us!"
"Because we feared neither life nor death, each grand battle left the ground soaked with blood, and each ti we returned from battle, we were soaked in blood, as if we had just walked out of hell. For victory and glory, we dared to gamble our lives, dared to risk everything, so in that world, all killers and strong beings in the Dark Realm were terrified of us!"
"Every ti we went out on a mission, the enemies would ask our title, because we had one foot in hell and one foot in paradise, fearing neither life nor death, and having the courage to kill and be killed. We beca known as the 'Suicide Squad,' and this na grew louder as ti went on, marking the true establishnt of the 'Suicide Squad' at that ti!"
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