Chapter 1189 Han Cong!
About two hours passed.
Yi Tian was getting a little bored waiting when he suddenly heard the sound of someone chasing from somewhere a few kilometers to the east.
Yi Tian looked around and saw a little kid with a dirty face running desperately in the front, and behind him, three burly men in black uniforms riding white tigers were chasing him.
The direction the child ran was exactly the direction he was in.
Yi Tian quickly retrieved the child's information in his mind.
His name is Han Cong, and he lives in the eastern edge of the chaotic neighborhood. His mother died early, and his father is a teacher in a school not far from the chaotic neighborhood. Han Cong also has an older sister who just graduated from school and seems to be looking for a job recently.
It is said that Yi Tian and Han Cong had met once.
One morning when Yi Tian was eating breakfast at the breakfast stall, Han Cong was sitting at the table next to him.
Because there was no vinegar on Han Cong's table but there was some on Yi Tian's table, Han Cong walked to Yi Tian's table, said something to Yi Tian, took the vinegar away, poured it for himself, and then put it back and said thank you. Therefore, Yi Tian had a good impression of him.
The few people chasing after Han Cong, judging by their clothes and the tigers under their crotches, should be from the City Lord's Mansion of Baokan City.
"How did this kid offend the people from the City Lord's Mansion?"
Given Han Cong's class, it should be difficult for him to come into contact with people from the City Lord's Mansion.
Yi Tian waved in the direction of Han Cong and silently said, "Time goes back."
Immediately, a light screen appeared in front of him.
After a moment, Yi Tian nodded.
"I see."
To put it simply, Han Cong's sister went to the City Lord's Mansion to find a job and was noticed by the Lord's son. Han Cong's sister was unwilling, but the Lord's son tried to force her and was kicked by Han Cong's sister. The Lord's son swore revenge and killed Han Cong's sister and his father, and was about to kill Han Cong as well.
"Ah! (This mansion lord's son is really not a human being!)"
The Great Sage was a little angry, then he looked at Yi Tian and asked.
"Ah? (Yitian, do you want to save Han Cong?)"
Yi Tian thought for a while and said.
"If Han Cong can get within three kilometers of me, I will save his life."
Frankly speaking, Yi Tian has seen a lot of similar things in the past few years in the chaotic neighborhood.
There is no special reason why Yitian proposed the three-kilometer principle. He just proposed it because he wanted to.
The Great Sage nodded and said nothing.
It estimated Han Cong's distance from itself, the distance of the pursuer, and the speed of both parties.
The conclusion is that it is almost impossible for Han Cong to get within the three-kilometer range and be caught.
The people on the mansion lord's side were riding tigers at a very fast speed. The Great Sage guessed that these three people deliberately forced Han Cong into a chaotic street before preparing to take action. Otherwise, with the speed difference between the two sides, Han Cong should have been caught long ago.
"Little thing, don't run away. Let us catch you as soon as possible so that we can go back and report back earlier. It will be good for both you and me."
The soldiers in the City Lord's Mansion teased Han Cong. He seemed to be in a good mood, as if they were playing a game of cat and mouse.
Han Cong ran and cursed.
"You will be punished!!!"
He knew that with his own strength, it was impossible for him to shake the City Lord's Mansion. His fate would most likely be the same as his father and sister, dying at the hands of this group of lackeys.
He hated it, but he was powerless. All he could do was curse verbally.
"Hahahaha!!! Retribution???"
The soldiers in the City Lord's Mansion looked like they had heard some funny joke.
"The guy I killed last time said the same thing. You maggots in the gutter, your words are really unified."
Han Cong stopped talking and looked around. He wished so much that someone could stand up and seek justice for him.
But he also knew how unrealistic this was.
The people in the chaotic neighborhood look fierce, but when they meet the City Lord's Mansion, they become weaker than the other.
Han Cong saw that the doors and windows around him were all closed, as if everyone had already reached a tacit understanding.
"Ouch. (Han Cong is still 300 meters away from entering the 3-kilometer range.)"
"Ah. (The soldiers from the City Lord's Mansion are less than ten meters away from Han Cong. Han Cong is finished.)"
The Great Sage was reporting to Yi Tian.
The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer. The soldiers of the City Lord's Mansion were less than three meters away from Han Cong. The leading soldier had already raised the spear in his hand high, as if he was ready to stab Han Cong to death with one shot as the big tiger galloped.
"I won't give up! I won't let you go even if I become a ghost!!"
Han Cong yelled!
Blood spurted from both eyes.
But just as the spear was about to pierce Han Cong, Han Cong's speed suddenly soared strangely, leaving a bloody afterimage, and actually widened the distance between him and the soldiers.
"what."
Yi Tian raised his eyebrows.
"This kid is pretty good. He actually awakened a special talent. His talent should be an explosive one."
There was a glimmer of surprise in the Great Sage's eyes.
Emotionally speaking, he hoped that Han Cong could escape safely.
However, Han Cong's outburst only lasted for two breaths before he faded.
He ran out for two hundred meters, then fell to the ground with a bang. It seemed that he was exhausted.
The Great Sage said with some regret.
"Ah. (This kid isn't even a beastmaster. The strength in his body is too weak. It's only enough to support his talent for a short period of time. And he has used up all the strength in his body. He is most likely unable to stand up.)"
The soldier in charge of the pursuit was startled by Han Cong's sudden outburst, and only came to his senses after seeing Han Cong fall to the ground.
The three of them looked at each other, and then continued to rush towards Han Cong tacitly, and even increased their speed.
"Why??"
Han Cong lay on the ground in a mess, feeling extremely desperate and unwilling.
"Why do you do this to me?"
He stretched out his palms, propped himself up with his knees, and continued to crawl forward.
He wants to live.
The Great Sage shook his head and stole a glance at Yi Tian.
Yi Tian's expression remained unchanged and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.
Snapped!
Han Cong fell completely to the ground again, and he didn't even have the strength to support his arms.
He saw out of the corner of his eye that the soldiers behind him were getting closer and closer to him.
"Is he going to die just like that? Haha."
Han Cong was thinking about what he would do in the last moment of his life.
He concluded by saying one last curse word.
Han Cong gathered his strength in his lungs and was about to blurt out what he wanted to say when something strange happened!!!
Suddenly, he felt that there was inexplicably more strength in his body, allowing him to stand up again.
"Huh???"
Han Cong didn't think about the source of this power. He instinctively stood up quickly and continued running forward.
The Great Sage, who was three kilometers away, complained to Yi Tian with a smile.
"Ah! (See, see, I know, you do this every time!)"
