"Damn you bastard, you really fucking think highly of me... You sent out half of the gang to rob and kill me..." At first, Heiying seemed to be afraid of something and suppressed his laughter, but in the later stage, he laughed completely regardless of it. "Hahahaha... You stupid boy, I'm going to fuck you... Hahahaha..."
A snowflake choked into his trachea, and then he immediately turned over and coughed awkwardly. However, it was precisely because of this turn that he could clearly see the slender figure standing under the street lamp, and at the same time, he could also see the gun in his hand more clearly.
"Ozawa, you are really in a sorry state."
Li Ze seemed to agree with what he said, so he groped behind the telephone pole and tried to stand up, but in the end he was unable to do so due to exhaustion of physical strength, so he had to lean on the pole and half-sit up. "You silly boy, call me Master! Cough... That gun in your hand was given to you by me..."
"Oh, are you talking about this?" Yan Haoming looked at the things in his hands casually, and changed his address to an honorific, but in a mocking tone. "If you like it so much, then I will use it one last time and then give it to you as a burial gift."
. . . . . . .
He thought his life was over, but Li Ze miraculously found that he was alive again and returned to the age of 11. But being able to rejuvenate his youth or even tamper with the future didn't make him happy at all, because. . . .
Hehe, come in and see for yourself why~