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Chapter 1 Time Travel

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    "Hey, are you still alive?"

    A male voice's urgent shout almost exploded into Fang Lang's ears. Fang Lang's first reaction was to slap this noisy voice that disturbed his sleep.

    He did intend to do this, but a severe pain converged from his limbs to his brain, and his whole brain felt like needles.  The pain stopped Fang Lang's thoughts, and the numbness of pain also came, so paralyzed that he couldn't move.

    It feels strange and very familiar.

    Is he dreaming?

    He is still alive?

    "Wake up quickly!"

    As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Lang's shoulder was shaken violently.

    ¡°Cough cough cough cough cough!¡±

    This action woke him up completely. The blockage in his throat was shaken and he couldn't help but choke.

    Then he coughed, and his mouth was filled with the smell of blood.

    This is not an illusion.

    The moment he opened his eyes, Fang Lang stared at the pool of blood on the ground in surprise. Is thishis?  Did he cough it up?  !

    An invisible fire rose in Fang Lang's heart.

    Fang Lang fell silent instantly.

    "Great! You're awake! But you have to leave quickly. Can you leave? People from the Thousand Hands Clan will be here soon. We must leave here immediately."

    A black-haired boy who looked to be in his teens at most held my shoulders and spoke a bunch of words, even in Japanese.  Although Fang Lang certainly understood what he was saying, the content was incredible.

    The Thousand Hands Clan?  leave?

    He felt something was very wrong. Fang Lang tried to ignore the strong smell of blood in his mouth and asked, "Who are you?"

    "I'm Hiro, are you really okay? You were seriously injuredAre you okay?"

    The young man in front of him looked at him slightly in surprise. While talking to himself, he looked around cautiously. This action was so familiar that Fang Lang almost thought he was his brothers who had lived and died together. Only  This kind of personal experience can make this kind of vigilance like a conditioned reflex.

    "Oh Hiro, it's okay, I can still hold on, I just can't remember what happened just now." He stared into his eyes secretly and used ambiguous words to deal with it.

    Hearing Fang Lang's answer, Ahong obviously breathed a sigh of relief, but his brows were still furrowed with a worried look.  He seems to be someone who knows him, so let's relax for now.

    Fang Lang had more important things to determine, and he gradually recalled them.

    "I just want to be stronger and become stronger. I'm not wrong. It's just that you can't tolerate a stronger existence. Stop talking nonsense and do it quickly."

    Fang Lang looked at the group of people in front of him calmly. They were obviously prepared.

    Later, Fang Lang was plotted against by an insidious villain, and it was because he was not strong enough that Fang Lang accidentally hit his vitals.

    "Haha, I don't regret it. The reason I'm here is just because I'm not strong enough. The weak eat the strong and the fittest survive. In the final analysis, this world is not strong enough. It's over." Feeling the power of the body gradually dissipating, the consciousness is also  Constantly disconnected, Fang Lang still thought firmly.

    Then, when Fang Lang came to his senses, he appeared in this world.

    Yes, he is alive again.

    A small butterfly wing can also stir up huge waves in the world.

    There are countless worlds, but only the strong remain unchanged.

    Thinking of this, Fang Lang put aside everything he had done before.

    He raised his head and looked at this place.

    I found that they were hiding in a bush of grass that was very dense enough to cover themselves because it was too long. When I looked up, I saw a dense tree canopy that was comparable to a forest park. The thick shadows cast by the trees made the light even darker.  clear.

    Fang Lang stretched out his hand and looked at his palm. It didn't look like his own at all.  One hand was as pale as a patient, and the other hand and leg were covered with emergency bandages.

    They seem to be about the same age, not much different from each other.

    Not only the hands, but almost every part of the body was soaked with blood. The bones and muscles all over the body were screaming in pain. It was impossible to tell where was a wound and where was not.

    Fang Lang is an orphan. He has escaped from death since he was a child and has struggled to survive. Being beaten and beaten is a common occurrence.  If you want to live, you have to be beaten; if you don't want to die, you have to fight back.  This idea has been completely integrated into his bones.

      The harder you hit, the longer you live.  So he fought his way out. After experiencing those days, as an adult, he gradually had a group of brothers who shared life and death, and his life gradually got better.

    But Fang Lang still remembers that sentence, only ruthlessness and experience will protect him.  Life is earned by gambling, and it is easy to die when you are at ease.

    The scene of being plotted in his previous life still reappeared in his mind, but this time, it was different.  Ha, thinking of this, Fang Lang couldn't help but sneer, no one can make him surrender this time!  powerful!  He will only be stronger!

    After coming back to his senses, Fang Lang calmly comforted Hong. It was just a little pain, far less than the pain he had suffered.

    Fang Lang grabbed Ahong and said in a solemn and solemn tone: "Ahong, give me a concise explanation of the current situation, so that we can have a chance to fight back."

    Hiro was stunned for a moment as he grabbed him, as if he was surprised as to why he could be so calm in such a short period of time. He was aroused by his habitual commanding tone and subconsciously answered the question: "We are now in the Kunachan Forest.  It was originally a bet between me and the people from the Zong family, but in the end I was so angry that I insisted on stealing Qianju's secret letter. You were worried that I would also come with you. Unexpectedly, they were despicable and concealed the enemy's strength. They  He simply planned to let us die. If I hadn¡¯t brought extra detonating talismans in advance, otherwise I would have caused your death, and I would have felt guilty for the rest of my life!¡±

    After hearing this, Fang Lang couldn't help but frown. This was a conspiracy, just a little trick to use other people's hands to kill people he didn't like.  Thinking of this, Fang Lang glanced at Hong opposite him. His fists were tightly packed and he looked really nervous. His eyes looked at him with fear and anger that could not be ignored.

    Hiro should care about the original person very much, maybe he is a very good brother.  Don't worry, as brothers, we share blessings and hardships.

    Fang Lang reached out and patted Hong on the shoulder, comforting him and saying, "Don't worry, I know what to do."

    Fang Lang asked Hong to take out all the weapons. Hong was used to his tone and didn't mind how much he didn't remember. He explained all the uses to Fang Lang very obediently, but Fang listened well.  The waves jumped violently.

    Fang Lang picked up the kunai and shuriken and looked at them. This kind of thing is undoubtedly the special killer of Little Japan, the usual weapon of ninjas, but could it be that he has traveled to the shogunate era?  However, the surname Senju seems a bit familiar, as if I have heard it somewhere.

    Some pictures flashed through Fang Lang's mind, so fast that he couldn't react for a moment, so he said aloud: "Senju Uchiha? Are we from Uchiha?"

    When Hiro heard this word, he immediately nodded, as if confirming Fang Lang's idea: "Yes, Uchiha is our proud identity."

    Fang Lang felt relieved immediately. Time travel was nothing. It was just a world setting.

    There¡¯s nothing you can¡¯t accept. As long as you become stronger, nothing can stop you.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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