69novels Chapter 262
Chapter 262
Zheng Sisi looked at this scene in shock, with a hint of happiness for the rest of his life.
But her eyes suddenly darkened a little.
Brother Yang Ming saved me again, and he didn't need the sacrifice and help that I thought I was stupid.
My subconscious efforts will only become a burden and a stumbling block for him!
No way!
It can't be like this again!
Zheng Sisi's white and innocent hands suddenly clenched into fists.
At this moment, she secretly swore in her heart: Zheng Sisi, you must work hard, you must be motivated, you can't just be his burden all the time.
You have to make yourself strong, strong enough to help him and even allow him to get your protection, only then can you be worthy of his love for you since childhood, and only then can you truly be worthy of him.
Zheng Sisi is actually very good.
It's just that she doesn't have a family background like Xiao Yu'er, nor does she have the same experience as Bai Keren, so she is more like a vase next to the overly dazzling Yang Ming.
And this greatly stimulated her self-esteem.
Although she usually seems to be gentle and submissive with the world, she also has her own pride!
"You... You dare to hit me! The fat man in the flower pants raised his head, and his eyes were fierce and violent.
stared at Yang Ming deadly, looking like he was going to eat people.
Suddenly, he saw the 'Yuanba' lying on the ground, the beast's entire head had been trampled by Yang Ming, and it was dead.
"Yuanba! Cao Ni's mother, you dare to kill my son, Lao Tzu will fight with you! "
The crazy flower pants are about to get up and fight with Yang Ming.
Syllable!
Yang Ming slapped him directly and sat down.
The fat on the ass was still swaying up and down like springs, and the fierce momentum suddenly became very ridiculous in this funny position.
"Kill me?" Yang Ming smiled playfully, his eyes as cold as a knife.
He crouched down in front of the fat man and locked the other man's neck in one fell swoop.
Is it cruel to kill a dog?
But if Yang Ming doesn't have a martial arts body today, I'm afraid that it is not the dog lying on the ground, but him and Zheng Hanhan.
Kyoto is in awe.
After all, if you are a newcomer and are not familiar with life, you should be as kind to others as possible.
But there's no reason why others are brainless and ride in the face, and you still nod your head like a grandson.
Isn't that cheap!
Yang Ming has never been the coward.
Don't cause trouble if you have nothing to do, don't be afraid of things if you have something, since you don't listen to you to reason, you have to play hateful, okay!
Then let's compare who is more horizontal and who is more ruthless!
Syllable!
A big-eared post slapped the other party in the face.
"Anyway, I've already slaughtered your son, if you still want to go crazy, I don't mind slaughtering you one more, and weigh your dog's head better than your son!"
Yang Ming's voice was cold and indifferent, and he didn't feel the slightest emotional fluctuation.
The most terrifying thing is that his face is very calm when he says these words, as if he is telling an ordinary thing.
This is all a message he is conveying to the fat man, Lao Tzu is not joking with you, I will slaughter you as easily as slaughtering this dog.
I got a slap in the face and felt the strength in my throat. Looking at the dog's head that has been completely sunken not far away, the beads of sweat from the sesame mung beans on the fat man's head are even more trickling out like rain.
He saw that he was so anxious that this grandson really dared to do it to himself.
So this guy was coaxed at once.
"Don't be a brother, don't be impulsive, it's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding..."
Yang Ming's backhand was another slap.
"I'm sorry, my slap was also a misunderstanding!" Yang Ming joked.
The
fat man was so angry that his teeth trembled: "Holy shit, don't fucking shame on me, Lao Tzu..."
Another slap in the face!
Still have a bad mouth?
"Why do you think I'm going to tell you as soon as you admit it?"
"Did you give you a face when I was reasoning with you just now?"
"Shame on me? Dog stuff, do you deserve it! "
Crackling.
Yang Ming's slap and old fist didn't want money, and he kept greeting the other party.
What is it.
It wasn't until the other party's nose was blue and his face was swollen, and Yang Ming also felt that his hands were a little sore, so he didn't stop.
Poof~
The fat man spit out a mouthful of blood, with a few yellow teeth.
"Don't... Stop it! Plentiful... Spare your life! The fat man kept begging for mercy.
With a ding, the elevator reached the top.
Yang Ming stood up.
"Sisi, let's go~" Holding Zheng Hanhan with the suitcase, he didn't owe a second glance at the grandson.
Until the elevator door closed again, the grandson scolded again while wiping blood: "Draft eight generations of ancestors!" No one has ever dared to touch Lao Tzu, today I don't want your fucking life, my Han Tong and your surname! "
That's when it happened.
Bite.
The elevator doors suddenly opened.
Yang Ming stood outside the door and watched him.
At
that moment, the four eyes met, and the atmosphere suddenly became very eerie.
Han Tong's throat squirmed.
It turns out that this grandson didn't leave at all!
Touching Yang Ming's demonic gaze, Han Tong's heart twitched suddenly, the hero didn't eat the loss in front of him, and his face was about to squeeze into a dog's tail
, "Hehe, brother, I'm joking, don't go to your heart..."
Without saying a word, Yang Ming raised his leg through the door panel and kicked this grandson in the face, directly kicking him into a stun.
"I'm kidding you, idiot!"