"Holy shit, what's the matter? I always mean what I say. That's it. I'll give you this "The Immortal Road", but I guess you can't understand it either, hehe... In addition, I'll give you a copy of "Sunflower Collection"
, remember... don't tell others that Xiao Na didn't fulfill your wish. Xiao Na made a wish when he was sleeping. If anyone can wake me up, monk, Xiao Na will fulfill his wish. You must not destroy Xiao Na.
Xiaona attaches great importance to her pure reputation. The book has been lost in your QQ space. In addition, your QQ space has been set up with a password, so others cannot see it. By the way, your little lady is going to cause trouble for you.
…”
Before Zhang Yang could react, the little monk had already climbed onto the huge motorcycle and ran away in a flash, leaving only smoke and dust all over the screen. Zhang Yang felt as if the dust had been thrown on his face.
Slowly, the smoke and dust dissipated, and the screen turned into a page. Zhang Yang was still a little dazed. What he encountered today was so incredible.
"Boom boom..."
Only when Zhang Yang's hand touched the mouse, the low roar of the engine came again, and the little monk appeared on the screen again. However, although it was still the same motorcycle, the environment was different. On the screen, there was endless rolling
Huang Sha, the little monk is no longer wearing the same clothes as before. Now he wears a set of jeans, a pair of high-top leather shoes, a tattered felt hat on his bald head, and two revolvers stuck under the leather jacket.
"Let me ask, didn't you want money in the first place? Why do you want martial arts?" The young monk seemed to want to understand Zhang Yang's thoughts.
"Ah...I, I...I'm afraid you can't come up with one million..." In fact, Zhang Yang still wants money, and he doesn't have much hope that the little monk will give him martial arts secrets. If Zhang Yang really chooses
, Zhang Yang, who has no ambition, is willing to ask for one million.
"I have no money, and you are actually worried that I have no money..."
The little monk's eyes froze, and he suddenly fell off the motorcycle, spitting blood from his mouth. If Zhang Yang hadn't guessed that the little monk was just a smart program, he would have definitely worried that the little monk would vomit blood and die.
"Damn it, I don't have money, I will have no money, you go to the bank later to check your account number, ***, I have no money, I have no money, my God, someone actually suspects that I have no money... ugh
Ugh... I'm telling you, I've put ten billion dollars into your account. However, in order to punish your ignorance, you can only watch it but not use it, hahahaha..."
Seeing the young monk laughing wildly away on his motorcycle, Zhang Yang looked disdainful. Ten billion US dollars? One hundred US dollars? He might believe it.
Finally, the computer screen was restored, and Zhang Yang was a little disappointed. He thought that seeing the video of the first guard could awaken the memory in his body, but he didn't feel anything at all. In fact, it was not as good as those ancient books.
It has to be said that the first guard's skill has gone beyond Zhang Yang's thinking, especially the shot of the bald head kicking the Vietnamese man into the air, which still makes his heart palpitate and hair stand on end when he thinks about it. That kick, at least...
More than ten meters high...
Of course, the most profound influence on Zhang Yang was the iron-blooded and cruel bald man. That domineering image has been deeply implanted in Zhang Yang's brain.
"Zhang Yang!"
Just when Zhang Yang was about to open QQ Space, a cold voice sounded from behind, and his head was slapped hard by the laptop.
"Ah... Xiao Yiran..." Zhang Yang turned around and saw Xiao Yiran's cold face, and the notebook was in Xiao Yiran's hand.
"Why don't you answer my words?" Xiao Yiran stared at Zhang Yang fiercely, took a step back and kept a distance from Zhang Yang, as if she was afraid that Zhang Yang would pounce.
"I, I...I don't know..."
Zhang Yang was stunned, as if his QQ little monk had not received any messages at all since he appeared. Suddenly, Zhang Yang understood that the little monk must have intercepted Xiao Yiran's messages. When he left, he didn't say that the little lady was looking for trouble.
Of?
"Don't know? You're blind, stand away..." Xiao Yiran sat on Zhang Yang's chair and opened the QQ chat history, and couldn't help but be surprised: "There really isn't any! Strange? I obviously sent a lot of messages, is it you?
The computer is infected..."
"what did you send?"
"Nothing." Xiao Yiran's face turned red.
"It's nothing, then I'm leaving. I haven't had dinner yet. I have something to do after dinner. You take your time and play while I leave first..." Zhang Yang didn't want to get entangled with Xiao Yiran, for fear that Xiao Yiran would cause trouble for him, so he quickly reached out and took the server and
The screen was turned off and I wanted to run away.
"Humph, want to run?"
Xiao Yiran suddenly crossed her waist and blocked the door of the booth.
"What do you want?"
Zhang Yang's scalp was numb for a while, and some of Xiao Yiran's little moves were full of temptation. Even when she was angry, she was very cute. However, cute is cute, but there is a terrible brother behind this cute beauty.
If it were in the past, Zhang Yang might not have taken it seriously, thinking that no one would dare to kill anyone in this bright world. Only after being exposed to the world of killers described by Li Bo, and seeing the first guard's disregard for human life, Zhang Yang already believed it.
With the darkness and power in this world, it is easier for a man like Xiao Yuanxing, a powerful figure in City C, to kill one of his students than to step on an ant...
"If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price and be punished. Hmm, you have to promise me now. Without my promise in the future, you will never touch my body. At least, you must stay away from me... half a meter away."
Xiao Yiran looked at the distance between Zhang Yang and herself and said.
"Yeah." Zhang Yang could only nod.
"Now, there are a few math problems that I can't do. You have to tell me."
"But, I'm going to eat, I'm hungry..." Zhang Yang glanced at the dusk outside with a sad face. After eating, he had to help Uncle Li look at the alley. In fact, the tasks at the entrance of the alley at night were more important than during the day.
It is much more important because most people gamble at night.
"Well, yes, it's time to eat. I'm hungry too. Please treat me to something."
Xiao Yiran had a natural expression. At this time, Xiao Yiran already had a very special feeling for Zhang Yang. The more Zhang Yang avoided her, the more she subconsciously wanted to get closer to Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang was like a mystery.
He is timid and usually behaves in a vulgar and vulgar manner. He is so cowardly that he has already forcibly molested her twice in a row.
"..."
Zhang Yang secretly lowered his head and followed Xiao Yiran towards the restaurant, for fear of being seen.
"Where to eat?" Xiao Yiran asked, looking at a row of restaurants.
"Just stay at Fatty's place."
Zhang Yang walked into Fatty's restaurant first, followed closely by Xiao Yiran. Business was booming at this time, and Fatty and his wife were so busy that they were sweating.
"What's your order?" Zhang Yang asked.
"I'm sure, go and grab a seat inside, it's too noisy outside." Xiao Yiran seemed to be very familiar with this place.
"oh……"
"Boy, I can't tell you are dull, but you are quite powerful!" The fat man who was cooking just raised his head, glanced at Xiao Yi and then said to Zhang Yang with a melancholy look on his face. [Crazy smashing of recommendation votes]
