Fat Uncle, Bozi, I'm in a bad mood, I'm in a bad mood, I'll give it to you about my father's funeral.
When Yang Zi walked out of the ward, he was extremely calm, and there was no trace of sadness in his eyes.
Fatty, Bozi and several waiters in the restaurant looked at him quickly leaving in shock. Until his back disappeared at the end of the corridor, Bozi muttered: What's wrong with Brother Yang Zi? Uncle Fat, something seems wrong.
The fat man suddenly had a scalp and his face turned pale. He said in surprise: He won't... he was going to find those little gangsters, right?
Everyone looked at each other in horror, and a waitress with a few small freckles on her face exclaimed: Yes, it must be, what should we do... what should we do?
The fat man said anxiously: Leave it to me here in the hospital, Bozi, take them back first, you must find Yang Zi to watch him, and you can't let him do stupid things
Bozi nodded repeatedly, and at the end, the fat man said solemnly: Remember, don't call the police! …
Late at night, at the entrance of a small street supermarket, three gangsters in strange clothes were playing in front of the open-air billiard table. There was a low table next to them, four or five people were drinking cold beer and eating peanuts, shouting loudly. When they saw a single young woman passing by, they whistled and cheered together, and it was very lively.
Suddenly a strong light shot over, stabbing the gangster who was playing in the pool so hard that he couldn't open his eyes. One of them shouted: "Ah, looking for death! You also drive in the alley! Let's see how you turn around!"
With a bang, it was a white van, which drove quickly from the alley and knocked away a bamboo basket piled on the side of the road. The speed of the car was getting faster and faster. The gangsters finally changed their faces and turned around and ran away. For a moment, they were in chaos and howling.
The white van first knocked over the pool table, and then hit the low table drinking ice beer. A gangster who was surging with alcohol was weak and unable to dodge. He was hit by the car and fell out. Blood splattered, but the car did not slow down at all. He ran into the glass door at the entrance of the small supermarket, making a bang of glass breaking sound.
Hit someone to death! Hit someone to death!
The gangsters screamed. They saw a companion hit by a van and directly crushed them. These people, who had always stole chickens, touched dogs, snatched pocket money from elementary school students, lifted the skirts of junior high school girls, took ecstasy, and fought in the street, but they had never killed anyone, and they had no courage. Seeing that the car was hit like crazy, they couldn't react until they saw the blood, and then they screamed hysterically. That miserable thing, even Dou E, who was flying snow in June, was about to be ashamed of it.
The car door suddenly opened, and a man got out of the driver's seat. He was tall and thin, about 1.75 meters tall, and a handsome face that made all men in the world jealous. He held a shiny kitchen knife in his right hand, and was full of murderous aura.
A gangster saw this person familiar. The head that had become dull after drinking too much water, which had become dull, pondered for a moment, suddenly recognized it and blurted out: It's him! It's the son of the restaurant owner!
It was Yang Zi who came!
The six gangsters saw that he looked ferocious and had a kitchen knife in their hands, and felt cold in their hearts, but they were many people after all, and one of the golden retrievers plucked up his courage and shouted: Little bastard, what are you going to do!
Yang Zi sneered and said: Nonsense, what do you think I am going to do?
The sword light flashed, and Yang Zi shouted wildly and rushed towards the golden retriever. The gangsters had countless fights and were experienced, but they had never seen such a life-threatening person. There were obviously six people on his side, and he was only one of them. He dared to rush over, shouted, and scattered. Some were stools, some looked for bricks, some looked for steel pipes, some pulled out jumping knives, and scattered Yang Zi.
Chop him!
The golden retriever's voice was sharp. Facing Yang Zi's fierceness, he seemed to be trying to choose someone to eat, the golden retriever was a little chilling. This golden retriever was also a cruel character who dared to use his sword. When had he ever seen someone who was more desperate than him? A sense of humiliation that was provoked by prestige arises naturally and shouts loudly.
With a bang, a stool hit Yang Zi's head. Yang Zi protected his left arm and rushed forward. The kitchen knife in his hand flashed. He heard a shrill scream, blood splashed all over the ground, and the smell of fishy smell immediately spread.
Yang Zi's left arm that blocked the stool was painful as if it was broken, but he seemed to be out of consciousness. He continued to rush towards another target with a bloody kitchen knife. The gangsters had never seen such a scene before. I remember that I had watched countless movies of the young and dandy. The similar scenes in those movies made them excited and their ambitions surged in their chests. On many nights, I also had the addiction to breaking into the formation with a single sword in my dream. But now I am in the scene. The blood that looks like a fountain made them frightened and almost collapsed on the ground.
They were dazed and foolish, but Yang Zi did not. Before they came to their senses, they had already arrived in front of the second target. The fat man smashed his mechanical stick and suddenly saw the iron stick falling to the ground, and the iron stick was a hand!
No matter how you look at it, it looks familiar, isn’t it just his own hand?
The fat man realized that his hand had been cut off!
A heart-wrenching scream erupted, kneeled on the ground in pain, looked at his broken arm in horror, and howled loudly
The fragile nerves of these gangsters could not resist them anymore. They died, broke their hands, and were still waving under the wheels. No one gave the order, and they turned around and ran away...
Yang Zi shouted loudly: Nā species, if you have species, don’t run away!
His eyes were red and he chased towards the golden retriever and kept chasing out of the alley. The golden retriever ran and shouted shrillly: Kill! Kill! Crazy kills!
The sirens came from the direction of the street. The golden retriever in the past was extremely sensitive and disgusted with this sound. Tonight, he seemed to hear the sound of fairy sounds, and his legs became stronger and stronger, and he ran wildly in that direction.
Seeing that he was about to escape to the street, Yang Zi was anxious and ran wildly. It was considered as God had eyes. The golden retriever was just running. Just as he rushed out of the street, a taxi couldn't dodge. The golden retriever was suddenly hit and flew up and smashed to the barbecue stove that sold barbecue at night. The charcoal fire was as bright as stars, which made the golden retriever so hot that it jumped up.
My god, even the car hit you and won’t die! Yang Zi cursed viciously, and kept rushing straight to the golden retriever and slashed him with a knife...
The screams and the sirens complement each other...
When Yang Zi walked out of the ward, he was extremely calm, and there was no trace of sadness in his eyes.
Fatty, Bozi and several waiters in the restaurant looked at him quickly leaving in shock. Until his back disappeared at the end of the corridor, Bozi muttered: What's wrong with Brother Yang Zi? Uncle Fat, something seems wrong.
The fat man suddenly had a scalp and his face turned pale. He said in surprise: He won't... he was going to find those little gangsters, right?
Everyone looked at each other in horror, and a waitress with a few small freckles on her face exclaimed: Yes, it must be, what should we do... what should we do?
The fat man said anxiously: Leave it to me here in the hospital, Bozi, take them back first, you must find Yang Zi to watch him, and you can't let him do stupid things
Bozi nodded repeatedly, and at the end, the fat man said solemnly: Remember, don't call the police! …
Late at night, at the entrance of a small street supermarket, three gangsters in strange clothes were playing in front of the open-air billiard table. There was a low table next to them, four or five people were drinking cold beer and eating peanuts, shouting loudly. When they saw a single young woman passing by, they whistled and cheered together, and it was very lively.
Suddenly a strong light shot over, stabbing the gangster who was playing in the pool so hard that he couldn't open his eyes. One of them shouted: "Ah, looking for death! You also drive in the alley! Let's see how you turn around!"
With a bang, it was a white van, which drove quickly from the alley and knocked away a bamboo basket piled on the side of the road. The speed of the car was getting faster and faster. The gangsters finally changed their faces and turned around and ran away. For a moment, they were in chaos and howling.
The white van first knocked over the pool table, and then hit the low table drinking ice beer. A gangster who was surging with alcohol was weak and unable to dodge. He was hit by the car and fell out. Blood splattered, but the car did not slow down at all. He ran into the glass door at the entrance of the small supermarket, making a bang of glass breaking sound.
Hit someone to death! Hit someone to death!
The gangsters screamed. They saw a companion hit by a van and directly crushed them. These people, who had always stole chickens, touched dogs, snatched pocket money from elementary school students, lifted the skirts of junior high school girls, took ecstasy, and fought in the street, but they had never killed anyone, and they had no courage. Seeing that the car was hit like crazy, they couldn't react until they saw the blood, and then they screamed hysterically. That miserable thing, even Dou E, who was flying snow in June, was about to be ashamed of it.
The car door suddenly opened, and a man got out of the driver's seat. He was tall and thin, about 1.75 meters tall, and a handsome face that made all men in the world jealous. He held a shiny kitchen knife in his right hand, and was full of murderous aura.
A gangster saw this person familiar. The head that had become dull after drinking too much water, which had become dull, pondered for a moment, suddenly recognized it and blurted out: It's him! It's the son of the restaurant owner!
It was Yang Zi who came!
The six gangsters saw that he looked ferocious and had a kitchen knife in their hands, and felt cold in their hearts, but they were many people after all, and one of the golden retrievers plucked up his courage and shouted: Little bastard, what are you going to do!
Yang Zi sneered and said: Nonsense, what do you think I am going to do?
The sword light flashed, and Yang Zi shouted wildly and rushed towards the golden retriever. The gangsters had countless fights and were experienced, but they had never seen such a life-threatening person. There were obviously six people on his side, and he was only one of them. He dared to rush over, shouted, and scattered. Some were stools, some looked for bricks, some looked for steel pipes, some pulled out jumping knives, and scattered Yang Zi.
Chop him!
The golden retriever's voice was sharp. Facing Yang Zi's fierceness, he seemed to be trying to choose someone to eat, the golden retriever was a little chilling. This golden retriever was also a cruel character who dared to use his sword. When had he ever seen someone who was more desperate than him? A sense of humiliation that was provoked by prestige arises naturally and shouts loudly.
With a bang, a stool hit Yang Zi's head. Yang Zi protected his left arm and rushed forward. The kitchen knife in his hand flashed. He heard a shrill scream, blood splashed all over the ground, and the smell of fishy smell immediately spread.
Yang Zi's left arm that blocked the stool was painful as if it was broken, but he seemed to be out of consciousness. He continued to rush towards another target with a bloody kitchen knife. The gangsters had never seen such a scene before. I remember that I had watched countless movies of the young and dandy. The similar scenes in those movies made them excited and their ambitions surged in their chests. On many nights, I also had the addiction to breaking into the formation with a single sword in my dream. But now I am in the scene. The blood that looks like a fountain made them frightened and almost collapsed on the ground.
They were dazed and foolish, but Yang Zi did not. Before they came to their senses, they had already arrived in front of the second target. The fat man smashed his mechanical stick and suddenly saw the iron stick falling to the ground, and the iron stick was a hand!
No matter how you look at it, it looks familiar, isn’t it just his own hand?
The fat man realized that his hand had been cut off!
A heart-wrenching scream erupted, kneeled on the ground in pain, looked at his broken arm in horror, and howled loudly
The fragile nerves of these gangsters could not resist them anymore. They died, broke their hands, and were still waving under the wheels. No one gave the order, and they turned around and ran away...
Yang Zi shouted loudly: Nā species, if you have species, don’t run away!
His eyes were red and he chased towards the golden retriever and kept chasing out of the alley. The golden retriever ran and shouted shrillly: Kill! Kill! Crazy kills!
The sirens came from the direction of the street. The golden retriever in the past was extremely sensitive and disgusted with this sound. Tonight, he seemed to hear the sound of fairy sounds, and his legs became stronger and stronger, and he ran wildly in that direction.
Seeing that he was about to escape to the street, Yang Zi was anxious and ran wildly. It was considered as God had eyes. The golden retriever was just running. Just as he rushed out of the street, a taxi couldn't dodge. The golden retriever was suddenly hit and flew up and smashed to the barbecue stove that sold barbecue at night. The charcoal fire was as bright as stars, which made the golden retriever so hot that it jumped up.
My god, even the car hit you and won’t die! Yang Zi cursed viciously, and kept rushing straight to the golden retriever and slashed him with a knife...
The screams and the sirens complement each other...
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