What is a duck dead with a hard beak?

Here it is.

Lin Yun smiled, "It's up to you to decide." ”

In this life, being able to be by her side safely, Lin Yun is actually very satisfied.

Of course, if he can go further, of course he is very happy.

"Well, what I just said is a bit ...... I'm a little impulsive. ”

Zhang Mingyue saw that Lin Yun was still smiling at her, and she felt very uncomfortable.

Zhang Mingyue was clear about his emotions.

But every time she does this, it will make her feel ashamed.

Why, why are you being so nice to me?

She also seemed to ask the question, but every time the words came to her mouth, it became something else.

"I don't blame you. Lin Yun waved his hand, "You just need to know that no matter what, I will stand on the same front with you." ”

In fact, sometimes, you don't need sweet words, you just need to be able to hear a word of care and concern for you when you are at a low point, and everything seems to be satisfied.

Zhang Mingyue took a deep breath and said to Zhang Liangcheng, "Open the door." ”

"Open the door?"

Zhang Liangcheng shook his head, "I dare to say that Boss Shen must be standing at the door now, with his temperament, if he doesn't get this field back, he won't leave, and if he opens the door now, isn't it killing himself?"

"What is self-defeating?" Zhang Mingyue only felt that this sentence was unlucky.

"I don't have much culture...... But what I said is true, he is definitely outside, and it is definitely dangerous to go out now. ”

"Since he is looking for face, then I will go out and give him a face. Zhang Mingyue had already decided what to do, made up her mind, waved her hand, and said, "Open the door." ”

Seeing that Zhang Mingyue could no longer be stopped, Zhang Liangcheng had no choice but to look at Lin Yun.

saw that Lin Yun was still indifferent.

He had been this expression from the beginning, and nothing had changed until now, as if nothing could arouse his emotions.

It feels like a deep cold pool, not close to people, far away from fireworks, and outstanding in the world.

Who is he?

It seems that from the beginning, Zhang Mingyue did not introduce him, and he did not take the initiative to mention it.

He shook his head, shaking the distractions in his mind.

Zhang Liangcheng couldn't count on Lin Yun when he saw it, so he had to silently recite a few words in his heart, but don't do anything big, and then he stretched out his hand and opened the door.

Whoa!

The roller shutter was pulled up at once, and the people who were stationed in the street suddenly looked inside.

Originally, a person lying on the ground suddenly flew out of the street for no reason, which has attracted the attention of many people.

And this person is covered with hideous tattoos, which is like writing on his body that there is a lively place to see, come and see.

Anyway, when it comes to joining in the fun, the people who live in this country say that they are second, and there are really no people who dare to say that they are first.

Within a moment, the pedestrian street, which was already full of people, formed a group, pointing at the big brother who had just stood up with difficulty.

recognized who the big brother was, so he naturally didn't dare to speak, but there were many people on the street who didn't know who he was, and they were merciless and sarcastic.

"This guy has a tattoo and looks fierce, what are you doing lying on the ground?

"You don't understand that, do you? It's called performance art? Do you understand performance art?"

"Oh, I get it when you say that, performance art ......"

When Brother Huajian heard these bastard words from these people, he wanted to slap them all to death, but he only felt pain in his chest, and it was already very difficult just to stand there.

"Huh, do you vomit blood even if you do performance art?"

I saw that the corners of Brother Hua's mouth suddenly began to bleed, and even the inside of his nose began to ooze blood.

Everyone couldn't help but be surprised.

But there are still people who say hardly, "You know a hammer, do you understand performance art? How can it be called performance art if it is not miserable and exaggerated enough? Do people call dedication to art?"

He was still energetic, and took the lead in applauding, "Good!"

It seemed to be driven by this good voice, and the people around began to applaud one after another.

Big Brother Flower Arm was surrounded in the middle, like a juggler, which made him feel extremely humiliated.

But don't blame him, this street has a huge flow of people, and it is relatively famous, and many artists live nearby, so it also attracts a special number of literary and artistic youth.

It's simply a gathering place for young people.

In the past, there were many people who engaged in their own so-called art here.

So he was thought to be engaged in performance art, but he was not wronged at all.

"What are you looking at!?What's there to see?Look at Lao Tzu gouging out your eyeballs!"

Although Brother Huajian is as embarrassed as he is now, he is still arrogant in his mouth.

But everyone didn't look scared at all, but they were like watching a monkey show, laughing non-stop.

If Brother Huajian was still alive, no one would dare to do this to him, but now he can't stand on his own in battle, and blood is spurting out of his mouth, so he has to pretend to be forced to do this, and naturally no one pays attention to him.

"Yo, you're pretty good, and if you're really good, you're going to be kicked out of it?"

Immediately, someone was angry with yin and yang, which made Brother Huajian angry.

"Kick me out? That's me coming out on my own! You don't see that the door is closed now, just afraid I'll break in!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Liangcheng opened the door from the inside.

The crowd fell silent, and then burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, what are you doing? As soon as I finished speaking, the people inside came out and slapped my face, this is too funny, right?"

"Who's to say it's not? It's all a joke, haha. ”

These people say a word to me, and the ridicule is like a sharp sword, piercing the heart of the big brother with the flower arm.

Since his debut for so long, where has he been so wronged?

"Shut up!"

Brother Huajian roared angrily, originally wanting to rely on his own momentum to shock the field, but who knows, this breath is too big, and a mouthful of blood spurts out directly.

The pain in my chest was terrible.

"See if I don't kill them!"

Brother Huajian was arrogant, and he was about to make a move against Lin Yun and the others who had just opened the door.

But as the roller shutter opened little by little, the original noisy noise outside turned out to be strangely quiet.

Hehe, you're suppressed by my momentum, right?

Brother Flower Arm sneered twice.

But before he could continue to be proud, he was almost trampled on the ground by the surging crowd behind him.

"What the hell are you crazy?

But the men paid no attention to him and ran madly forward.

In particular, some boys and girls are running wildly while shouting.

"Look!Isn't that Yang Weier's boyfriend!?"