Among so many opponents, this person has a relatively strong black background.

Luoyang tried hard to think about who this Dong Xuqing was.

As a result, I couldn't remember it for a long time.

Even if the kinship is written there: his younger brother Dong Xuming (arrested), he has no impression.

It wasn't until he flipped to Dong Xuming's photo that he finally remembered a little bit of the past.

I don't know how long ago on a dark and windy night, he once used a forty-meter broadsword to subdue a small minion.

Now this little minion is estimated to be still being educated in Zhang Xianzhong's secret small base.

According to the information given by Zhang Xianzhong, Dong Xuqing's parents died early, leaving their two brothers to depend on each other, and no relatives were willing to take them in, so they could only crawl and live desperately on their own.

They competed with dogs for food, fought with people for food, and finally fought for a gang, and later transformed into whitewashing and established Fallen Leaf Film and Television Entertainment Co., Ltd.

Neither of them had any children, and their only relatives were each other.

As a result, Dong Xuming has now been arrested.

It seems to be a touching story of avenging his brother.

Most people who don't know see it think so.

But that's not the case at all.

Two orphans who have nothing to eat can get to today's status, Dong Xuming's superpowers are indispensable, and Dong Xuqing is just looking at it on the face.

Although the two of them seem to have been whitewashed, in fact, the real power is still invisible.

Without Dong Xuming, Dong Xuqing is equivalent to a tiger without teeth, relying on an entertainment company alone, no one buys his account at all, and he can't completely control the people under his hands.

If he hadn't had some means, he would have been killed by his own men.

But now it's not much better, without Dong Xuming's escort, his financial path has been almost cut off.

Cutting off people's financial routes is like killing their parents, Dong Xuqing has no parents, Luoyang dares to arrest his younger brother and cut off his financial route, that is the hatred of the sky.

Revenge is reasonable.

Although Dong Xuqing couldn't get a head-on attack on Fahrenheit Entertainment Group at all, there was no need for him to attack head-on.

If you want to make a person miserable, there is a way.

Hurting the other party's most important thing will make him feel painful.

Luoyang looked at the information and really didn't know whether to rejoice or sigh.

If he hadn't followed Zhang Xianzhong, he wouldn't have gotten the enemy's information, and even if he was plotted, he probably wouldn't be able to figure it out.

But it was precisely because of following Zhang Xianzhong that he would provoke such an enemy.

You can't sit still.

Luoyang frowned and began to think about countermeasures.

With Dong Xuqing's ability, if he wants to break through the secret protection of the soldiers, it is estimated that it is enough, after all, his subordinates are just some hooligans.

But Luoyang couldn't just let it go and let him make small moves.

What if there is a what-if?

You still have to take the initiative to nip the danger in the cradle.

"Ding Dong~"

The doorbell rang suddenly.

Luoyang was stunned for a moment, not understanding why someone in Los Angeles would still come to him, but after hesitating for a while, he still walked to the door.

To be on the safe side, he looked through the cat's eye to see who the person was, but when he looked at it, he only saw darkness.

Is there no one?

Luoyang was puzzled, tried to look again, and finally saw that in the dark night, there was something wriggling.

It turned out to be a black brother.

"Is there something wrong?"

Luoyang shouted through the door.

The black brother, with his big white teeth baring his eyes in the dark, shouted, "I'm the community to send warmth." ”

Send a chicken feather... Lao Tzu has lived here for so long, and he hasn't even come to a ghost, and he also sends warmth to the community... I'm afraid I'm not here to deliver soap.

Luoyang complained in his heart, and then became suspicious.

Especially just now, Han Jian was almost harassed, and since Dong Xuqing has decided to retaliate, it is normal to send someone to Los Angeles to get him while looking for someone to harm Han Yan.

Luoyang shouted: "It's hot here, you don't need to be warm." ”

The black brother frowned: "Are you not giving me face? Look down on us black people? Racism?"

To refuse is to look down on, to be malicious, to be racist...

Even if it is the thinking of the people of the Celestial Empire, there is no way to make such a leap, and Luoyang feels even more suspicious.

However, seeing that the black brother put his hand in his pocket and looked like he was going to call the police, he still hesitated.

After all, in the United States, racial discrimination is as unforgivable as the national division of the Celestial Empire, and if you call the police, it will be troublesome.

Luo Yang frowned, opened the door with vigilance, looked at him and asked, "So what is warmth?"

The black man smiled, showed his trademark big white teeth, and then squeezed his eyebrows and said, "I'll show you a big baby!"

With that, he took his big treasure out of his pocket.

A pistol that doesn't slip away.

Luoyang's pupils contracted instantly.

Time seems to slow down suddenly, and everything in the world becomes slow motion.

The black brother's smile gradually became hideous, the pistol was aimed at Luoyang, a flash of fire exploded, piercing the night sky, and the bullet was unloaded in an instant!

Luoyang's head was deflected, and the bullet passed in front of his eyes at great speed, and then, there was a loud bang that was long overdue...

"Bang!"

With the deafening sound of gunshots, Luoyang, who dodged the bullet, unceremoniously punched out, hitting the black man's façade.

The powerful punch directly smashed the black man's grim smile into deformation, and the huge impact hit his head blank in an instant, the bridge of his nose broke and collapsed, and the nosebleed soared.

He staggered back a few steps, then "plopped" to the ground, fainting from a concussion.

Even the strong physique of the black man could not resist Luoyang's blow.

This has little to do with Wing Chun, even if Luoyang is a Wang Ba punch, no one can withstand it.

"Bang!"

Before Luoyang could relax, another gunshot rang out from afar, and this time he finally didn't dodge and was hit in the arm by a shot.

In the dark night, a blood flower bloomed.

"Uh-huh..."

Luoyang snorted, gritted his teeth and picked up the black man's gun from the ground, and pulled the trigger frantically with his senses to spread the sound!

The bullets hit the roof of the opposite house one after another, sparks were sparked, and after five consecutive misses, Luoyang's sixth shot finally hit the target, and a tall figure rushed away from the roof in a hurry.

Seeing the enemy running away, Luoyang did not pursue, he gritted his teeth and covered his arms, leaned against the door and gasped, his face was pale and cold sweat flowed.

He was too careless.

Since Dong Xuqing sent someone to move Han Yan, of course he would not miss him, the main master, and when Luoyang received a call from Han Yan, he should have thought that someone would attack him immediately.

But his mind was full of thoughts about what to do with his family, what to do with Han Yan, what to do with Jessica, but he forgot about himself.

The United States is a country where guns are legal, and if Dong Xuqing wants to move him, the scale that can be made is much larger than that of the Celestial Empire, where guns are seriously restricted, and it is actually very dangerous for Luoyang to stay in the United States.

"No... To leave..."

Luoyang leaned against the door, slowly fell to the ground and sat down, feeling a little dizzy in his head.

Fuck night.

————Open the door!The community sends soap... No, send warmth————

The next day, Luoyang was lying in a bed at a local hospital.

The diagnosis has come out, he was shot in the left arm, and he can't use any force for at least a few months.

There is no doubt that the Grammys' performances are in vain, and the one-armed man can't talk about the guitar.

The police have cordoned off the house in Luoyang, caught the black brother who fainted on the ground, and are determined to make this pervert who runs to someone's house to show others his treasure without sleeping at night to confess who his accomplice is.

The story of his attack appeared on the third, fourth, and even fifth pages of many newspapers in the United States, with the headline: [Another shooting in Los Angeles, one wounded]

After all, it is a country with sweet air, there are too many such cases, dozens or hundreds of people die at every turn, and this kind of shooting case in Luoyang where no one dies can only be said to be trivial, and it can't stir up any waves at all.

Originally, he was still a little unconvinced, Lao Tzu is a shooting case, so he can't give some face and make Lao Tzu make headlines? What can be more serious than his case?

As a result, he flipped through the headlines.

[A man with a fruit body crawls out of the window of the president's room late at night, and the chrysanthemum is bloody.] ]

He threw in the towel, threw down the newspaper, and ran to wash his eyes.

There was really nothing to do in the hospital, and after putting down the newspaper and washing his eyes, he could only look at the walls of the hospital in a daze.

Looking at it, he suddenly remembered that it had been about seven months since he last came to the hospital.

A lot of things have really happened.

The snow-white walls and empty wards make people feel bored, but they also give Luoyang time to examine himself.

He thought back to what had happened in the past few months and wanted to see how extraordinary his life was.

As a result, I found that I didn't seem to have a beginning or an end.

said that he wanted to join Zhang Xianzhong and be a criminal nemesis, but he caught some small minions all day long, and there were almost no big actions, and he even went to learn music halfway.

said that he wanted to study music, but it didn't take long to learn from Charles, so he went to Kimchi Country to make an album for Taeyeon.

Taeyeon's album was thrown away without doing anything, and he turned to Jessica's album, and said that he wanted to make a movie and travel.

As a result, the movie was not made, and Jessica's album had not yet come out, so he ran to help Taeyeon with "I Am a Singer", halfway through "I Am a Singer", and ran to help Bieber with a Grammy performance, but not long after the rehearsal began, his arm was pierced by bullets.

The trip was a success, but it was because Jessica was decisive and had little to do with him.

The only success that has something to do with him is probably to hug Han Jian on the left and Sika on the right, and enjoy the blessings of Qi people.

But now that the three of them are on their own side, the blessings of Qi people have not been enjoyed for long.

Luoyang was confused.

He originally thought that it didn't matter if people were confused, and it wouldn't have much impact on his life.

Who doesn't take one step at a time, and be a monk for a day and hit the clock for a day? As long as you do the thing at hand in a down-to-earth manner, you can not do it with a goal or something.

But now that he was quiet and thought about it, he realized that confusion is a seemingly harmless but ferocious beast, which devours everything you have, but you don't know it, it makes you waste your time and get by, but you still feel that you are at peace with what happens, and your mood is calm.

"What do you want to do now?"

Luoyang looked at the ceiling and asked himself.

However, it was quiet in the hospital room.

I don't know how long it took him to figure it out.

So he lifted the quilt and pulled out the infusion needle...