On the highway, a Mercedes-Benz was racing.

"Uncle Zhao, is there any problem with your injuries? Do you really don't need to go to the hospital for a look?" Zhou Xiujie looked at the strong man next to him worriedly.

The strong man looked up and forced a smile: "It's okay, your Uncle Zhao is a cockroach that cannot be beaten to death. He is just a little bit of injury and can't do anything to me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the strong man suddenly turned pale and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Uncle Zhao!" Zhou Xiujie supported the strong man and shouted to the driver, "Xiao Wang, get me a quick drive, and you must go to the city's hospital as soon as possible."

"Okay, young master." The driver suddenly accelerated.

"Don't worry, it's just some blood stasis, and it's nothing to do if you vomit." The strong man looked at Zhou Xiujie, with a hint of kindness in his eyes.

"It's all that damn bastard. If it weren't for him, Uncle Zhao, how could you suffer such a serious injury?" When Zhou Xiujie thought of Tang Tianyou, he gritted his teeth with hatred.

"Xujie, the young man had already shown mercy just now. If he really made a heavy move, you might never hear your Uncle Zhao again." The strong man was still scared.

The look that boy looked at him just now was a vicious smell with no room for room, completely the same as the look of those murderers who were stained with countless blood in their hands.

The strong man was almost 80% sure that the boy had definitely killed anyone, and there were quite a few, because he saw too much of this kind of look in the army.

However, the boy's eyes made him, a person who had experienced countless lives and deaths, feel a little scared from the bottom of his heart. The young man absolutely did not care about their lives. He did not take his so-called family support seriously, and even... he was like an ant in front of him!

If you step on it, you will step on it!

It is because of this that the strong man was afraid that the young man would suddenly change his mind, kill him and kill them, and then they would probably die in vain if they died.

Although he was unwilling to give up and even angry, the strong man had no choice. After all, the strength of the two was too different, and the young man would never waste any effort to kill him.

I just don’t know why the young man didn’t kill them, but seemed to let them go on purpose. Is there any conspiracy? Or was there something planned, and the strong man was confused.

"Have you shown mercy?" Zhou Xiujie was stunned, "Uncle Zhao, we are already on the expressway and are completely away from the county town. You can tell me now, why do we escape? Even if we are seriously injured and do not treat it, we still have to escape. With our strength, is it necessary to be afraid of him?"

The strong man shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Uncle Zhao, tell me, why is this?" Zhou Xiujie was excited, "He is just a mere country boy, why should he be afraid of him?!"

The strong man sighed, looked at Zhou Xiujie, and said, "Xujie, you have grown up now, and it is time for you to know a little about the truth about this world."

"The truth of this world?" Zhou Xiujie was stunned and a surging wave appeared in his heart.

"Yes, this world is far from as simple as you imagined." The strong man looked out the window, his tone filled with bitter memories, and his eyes were filled with loneliness.

"Is it related to that guy just now?" Zhou Xiujie looked at the strong man.

"Yes, that's right." The strong man nodded, "In this world, there is a world that ordinary people don't know at all, and it is called the inner world."

"The inner world?" Zhou Xiujie was shocked.

At this time, he suddenly remembered what he had just experienced. That guy was a completely monster. He smashed the hard marble floor with one punch and collapsed. It was simply challenging his world view and outlook on life.

Moreover, after such a heavy blow, Uncle Zhao even cut a trace across the floor. If he were an ordinary person, he would have died many times long ago.

However, although Uncle Zhao is seriously injured, there is still no sign of sudden death on the spot. With this terrible physical fitness, it is not comparable to ordinary people.

Could it be that Uncle Zhao and that bastard are the so-called people in the inner world? Thinking of this, Zhou Xiujie suddenly moved his heart and looked at the strong man in front of him in confusion.

"The inner world is called the other side of the real world, which is completely different from the real world, full of cruelty, struggle and death." The strong man sighed, "Everyone living in the inner world has the ability that is far beyond ordinary people, which is extremely terrifying."

"Uncle Zhao, can the incredible scenes and monsters in the novel, and the incredible scenes and monsters in the movie also exist?" Zhou Xiujie was shocked.

"I don't know, because my strength is too low and I am not qualified to be involved in this matter." The strong man shook his head and smiled bitterly, looking very helpless.

"Impossible." Zhou Xiujie couldn't believe it, "Even with your strength, can't you get in touch with me?"

"Xujie, you have never seen a truly powerful person. If you have seen him, you wouldn't say that." The strong man shook his head, "If you don't say it far away, just talking about that young man, he is several times stronger than your Uncle Zhao."

Zhou Xiujie was silent, and there seemed to be a big rock in his heart, making him breathless.

"At this point, let me tell you by the way, let's divide the strength of the world so that you won't mess with people you shouldn't mess with and cause yourself a big disaster." The strong man looked at Zhou Xiujie.

Zhou Xiujie nodded. He was becoming more and more curious about the matters in the inner world. There was such an amazing side hidden in this world. Even if he was a child of a big family, he didn't know such a thing.

Of course, perhaps compared to that mysterious inner world, his so-called large family is not worth mentioning at all.

"They generally divide people in this world into two types, one is a mortal and the other is a warrior." said the brawn, "The so-called mortals have three levels. The first is an ordinary person, that is, people who do not understand martial arts; the second is a fighter. This kind of person is a little familiar with martial arts and knows some fighting, which is slightly stronger than ordinary people; the third is the limit of mortals. The strength of this level is equivalent to a fully armed special forces soldier."

"When you surpass this level, you can also enter the world of warriors, so that you can have a little qualification to explore the mystery of the inner world."

Zhou Xiujie thought to himself that with Uncle Zhao's strength, he must have already entered this level.

Seeing Zhou Xiujie's eyes, the strong man felt a little proud and said, "That's right, after decades of training and some adventures, you, Uncle Zhao, have barely entered this circle."

"So what is the so-called warrior?" Zhou Xiujie asked. He felt that the mysterious door of this world seemed to be slowly opening to him, but he didn't know whether it was heaven or hell to enter it.

Seeing Zhou Xiujie's impatient eyes, the strong man smiled. Isn't this kind of eyes not when he heard this on the spot? He was curious, excited, full of desire to explore, and of course he also had a little fear of the unknown.

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