Han Menglan called the medical staff to re-examine Gao Han's body. After confirming that the toxin effect had passed and Gao Han's body was fine, he took Gao Han and others out of the third infirmary and went down to the lobby on the first floor of the Martial Arts Association.

As soon as he walked out of the gate of the martial arts association, several reporters and photographers ran up to him.

"Contestant Gao Han, what happened in the ring at that time?"

"Contestant Gao Han, how do you feel about killing your opponent with your own hands in the ring?"

"Do you feel guilty?"

"Are you really poisoned?"

"Is this your first time killing someone?"

The reporters were talking all over the place, which made Gao Han very confused. He turned his attention to Han Menglan for help.

"You handle this kind of thing yourself, let's leave first." Han Menglan showed no intention of helping him out, waved his hand, and walked in another direction.

Gao Han turned his attention to Ma Shejie and others again.

Ma Shejie spread his hands towards Gao Han, made a helpless gesture, turned around and followed Han Menglan and walked away.

Gao Han turned his head helplessly and faced the situation in front of him.

There were actually not many reporters in front of me, only four, and the others were photographers. However, the speed of these reporters' words was quite astonishing, and every mouth they spoke was like a machine cannon.

What's particularly annoying is that these reporters don't care whether others hear clearly or whether others want to speak. They all ask their own questions. There are only four of them, but they talk all over Gao Han's ears.

It was noisy and buzzing.

"Sorry, please give me a moment. If you want to know the specific situation, please interview the spokesperson of the Martial Arts Association. I have nothing to say."

Gao Han was not a fool. He could tell from these reporters' questions that they had bad intentions, so Gao Han didn't want to say anything more. After he said this, he just squeezed out from among the reporters.

His strength is not outstanding among intermediate warriors, but several reporters could not stop him.

"Hey, hey, contestant Gao Han, you haven't answered my question yet. Do you feel guilty?"

"Do you have any relationship with the Martial Arts Association?"

"I heard that Xiangzhen Hall also does underworld business. Is your killing of player Li Tong related to the underworld vendetta?"

The reporters chased Gao Han relentlessly and asked questions one after another.

Gao Han hurried forward with his head buried in the air, not wanting to talk to him.

These days, journalists don’t have a very good reputation. There are often news about lawsuits between celebrities and journalists. The content is usually that the reporter takes the interview content out of context without authorization in order to produce a sensational article. The content of the report is completely different from the original intention of the reporter.

Gao Han didn't want to get involved in Xiangzhen Hall because of what he said.

Seeing that Gao Han didn't say a word, the reporters became more and more enthusiastic, asking questions such as "Did you kill him on purpose?", "Have you had such a stable mentality, have you been trained to kill?" and other questions.

Some people even stretched out their hands to grab Gao Han's clothes.

On the road not far ahead of Gao Han, the yellow car that had been parked there opened the door, and a middle-aged man with dark complexion wearing a plaid shirt stepped out of the car.

He held a black handbag in a weird posture and walked quickly towards Gao Han. As he walked, a cheerful and ferocious smile appeared on his face.

The next moment, Gao Han shook his head to the right.

The reporters chasing behind Gao Han were stunned, wondering why Gao Han was so crazy - was he going to perform a street dance in public?

Then, Gao Han turned sideways.

A reporter laughed. He turned around and told the photographer who came with him: "Hurry up and take a photo. When our reporter asked, Gao Han player - ah! Help!"

Behind Gao Han, a photographer who was following Gao Han fell to the ground, with a hole in the middle of his forehead, and blood and brains were pouring out of the hole.

Several reporters rolled and crawled to the side at an astonishing speed. One reporter did not forget to shout to the photographer: "You must take a photo, this is big news!"

Gao Han's attention was completely focused on the middle-aged man in front of him.

Just now, all the hair on Gao Han's body stood on end. Stimulated by the terrifying murderous intent, Gao Han's spirit condensed at an unprecedented speed, rising up, breaking through the top of his head, and linking to some unfathomable existence above.

This state is extremely magical, and it is not the spiritual consciousness that Gao Han has initially mastered.

The state of consciousness that Gao Han can currently control requires shutting off the five senses, and then highly concentrating the mind into the sea of ​​consciousness space, which can then produce a state of hypersensitivity to life energy and hostility.

But Gao Han's state at this moment is not like that. If I insist on describing it, Gao Han's state at this moment is closer to that day when Gao Han jumped off the bridge and heard the voice of Taoist Wang She for the first time.

It was as if in an unknown location above Gao Han's head, a completely independent will that belonged to Gao Han opened its eyes, and its perspective was like that of a god!

In the field of vision of this god's eye, countless streams of light crisscrossed each other, the air currents slowly rolled up the dust at the speed of a turtle crawling, and the whole world undulated like a slightly undulating sea surface.

And beneath the surface of the sea, there seemed to be another world that Gao Han couldn't see clearly.

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The fear in Lu Ming's heart was unspeakable, and for a while it even overpowered his deep-seated hatred of Gao Han.

If he missed the first shot, it can also be said that Gao Han was lucky enough to seize the opportunity to shoot and avoid it in advance - this is not impossible. Warriors have sharp ears and eyes. If they can accurately judge the timing of the opponent's shooting

, it is possible to avoid the bullet by making evasive actions in advance the moment before the gunman pulls the trigger.

However, the miss of the second shot was definitely no coincidence.

For this second shot, Lu Ming deliberately chose Gao Han's chest. In other words, if he wanted to avoid the second shot, Gao Han not only had to accurately judge the time when he pulled the trigger, but also had to go further in advance and make bigger moves to avoid it.

Fire the bullet.

The difficulty is increased by more than ten times?

This is not the scariest thing. What really scares Lu Ming is Gao Han's eyes!

Those eyes were indifferent, without joy or sorrow, without fear or anger. They were clearly looking at him, but their eyes seemed to be looking at something else through him.

Staring at these clear eyes, Lu Ming had the feeling that his own bone marrow and internal organs had been stripped out and placed in front of the other party, which made him shudder.

At this moment, Lu Ming clearly felt that there was some kind of non-human monster under the young man's skin, staring at him.

In the eyes of reporters and photographers, after Gao Han avoided the two shots, he did not escape from the gunfire like ordinary people, but walked straight towards the murderer with a swagger, facing the muzzle of the gun!

This was beyond the scope of their common sense and made their hands and feet tremble with excitement - it is not news these days that dogs bite people, but people bite dogs.

The more it goes beyond common sense, the bigger the news.

"Puff-puff-puff-puff-"

The pistol disguised as a handbag continued to fire, and the silencer made the sound of the gunfire not so loud. Except for a few reporters and photographers in front of me, people a little further away did not react.

Gao Han's body twisted strangely like a snake as he walked, dodging every bullet fired at close range as if he were predicting the unknown.

The pace of progress never stopped.

Gao Han is moving forward step by step, while Lu Ming is doing the opposite.

Every time he fired a bullet, the man took a step back, trying to keep the distance between the two sides.

However, when he took the fourth step back, his back hit something.

It was the car he was driving. The impact on his back made Lu Ming, who was fully focused on Gao Han, slightly distracted for a moment.

At this moment, Gao Han's left calf muscle suddenly swelled, and with a 'click' sound, several cracks appeared on the square tiles on the ground.

"Green snake wagging its tail"!

"Evil tiger pounces on food"!

Gao Han's figure blurred for a moment, and then suddenly appeared four meters away, pressing his right hand on Lu Ming's face, and inserting his index and middle fingers deeply into Lu Ming's eye sockets - it was the demon snake taking the pearl!

In a frontal fight with bare hands, there are not many moves that can really kill the enemy with one blow, but the trump card of inserting fingers directly into the brain is definitely one of the most guaranteed techniques.

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Haixing City, He Family.

This He family is not the ancestral home of the He family, but the home of He Tian's brother He Xian.

He Xian is almost fifty years old, and he and his sister He Tian are almost ten years apart. He personally raised this sister, and they have a good relationship, so he brought her into his company and gave her a family in disguise.

Provide subsidies.

"Xiaotian, how is Xiaohan's martial arts training going? Are you sure you can become a warrior?" He Xian asked with concern.

He Tian's nickname is Tiantian, and He Xian's nickname is Xianxian.

From the names of the two siblings, we can see that their parents' food tastes are somewhat different.

"It should be no problem, right? Xiang Zhen Guan gave him a very high allowance. He must have thought that Xiao Han had a bright future, and recommended him to participate in the Guanyun Cup Martial Arts Tournament this time." He Tian said a little uncertainly.

Gao Han lived in Xiangzhen Hall during this period and rarely went home. When he did go home, he would only say that he had made rapid progress and deserved Xiangzhen Hall's attention, but he did not say whether he could reach the level of samurai certification.

"How much allowance can be given to him during the student stage? Let Xiaohan concentrate on practicing martial arts seriously and get the samurai certification as soon as possible."

He Xian didn't take it seriously. No matter how high the allowance was, it was just a 'scholarship'. How much could it be?

"Xiaohan said that he can get the samurai certification this time. And Xiaohan's allowance is almost one million yuan a year."

He Tian pulled out the necklace around his neck to look at it, and said proudly: "This is the necklace Xiaohan bought for me."

"Pfft - how much?" He Xian spit out all the tea in his mouth. Fortunately, he turned his head in time and didn't spray it on his sister - he couldn't believe his ears.

"One million and two hundred thousand, one year." He Tian said with certainty. If his son wasn't bragging, that would be the number.

"Hey - Xiaohan didn't do anything illegal, right?" He Xian asked.
To be continued...