You Zishi smiled helplessly, there are many things on this earth that are scarce, such as air and fresh water, women and true love, but they are never short of brains!

In the face of brain damage, you really can't do anything about them, because the word "IQ" doesn't work for them at all, this is a kind of humanoid animal that shows off the lower limit of IQ and uses it as a sense of superiority, and humans can't communicate with them at all.

Hey, no wonder the police uncles are stressed!

When the brain-dead have nothing to do, they will cause trouble everywhere, create incidents, lest the world will not be chaotic, for fear that the world will not fight, and if they catch one, they will bite to death, and if they bite, they will not relax, complain about the society, scold their father, scold their mother, and scold the country, the police are really bitter!

Kill, can't kill, can't control, can't control! Guide, can't guide, can't save?

To deal with this kind of person, it can only be effective by the actions of villains!

Although You Zishi was silent, Ma Xiaomi was not so easy to speak, and she straightened forward and scolded unceremoniously: "Zeng Fei, do you understand the truth that a good dog is not in the way?"

Zeng Fei glanced at Ma Xiaomi condescendingly, walked away with a sarcastic face, went to the parking lot, and went to find his car.

The four of them also left together.

As soon as they left, Er Shaojie jumped like thunder, and even kicked the sofa in the hall to vent his temper, and Fu Hao couldn't control it, snatched the mobile phone that Wu Tong was playing with intently, and smashed it, not forming a "prototype".

That was the new Ipone that Fu Hao had just given to Wu Tong.

Wu Tong was a little angry and shouted, "Fu Hao, what are you doing?"

Fu Hao was even more angry: "We are all deflated, are you still playing with your mobile phone here?"

"Then what else can I do, haven't I already figured out a way for you? If you're not happy, you shouldn't drop my phone......"

"Let me tell you, a mobile phone worth thousands of dollars is a pediatric for me, I can drop one, and I can buy you another room, but you have to have a little usable value, otherwise, you will get out of my ......"

Wu Tong was very aggrieved, wanted to grab the white, wanted to make a fuss, but looking at the gloomy and angry appearance of the three Dream group, he immediately felt scared, so he had to forcibly endure his breath and swallow it into his stomach, but the tears couldn't stop flowing out......

"Damn, crying and crying like something, if you want to cry, just go aside, don't get in the way of our eyes......" Yan Jing was also very irritable.

Wu Tong wiped his tears and went to the bathroom.

The three of them were annoyed, and a staff member came over to report: "Er Shao, Fu Shao, Yan Shao, there is a reporter in the reception room who claims to be the online media of "Justice Weekly" is waiting for you, he said that he wants to give you an interview, and I have been waiting for a long time......

The three of them remembered that yesterday a self-media reporter named Zheng Yi called Yan Jing to say that he wanted to interview the newly established Dream group, Yan Jing casually agreed, and asked him to wait in the Guomen Club this morning, thinking that after the big show of Youzishi's face, it would be the right time to do an interview, how perfect it would be......

But right now, what's the mood.

A broken self-media, too lazy to bird him, Er Shaojie said casually: "Send him away!"

The staff got the order but stood still and didn't leave, and continued to report: "Three young masters, there is another thing, there are a lot of people gathered at the door, there is a kid who is performing there, even Mr. Li and Wang Shao, who usually come here, are entangled by that kid, do you want to call someone to drive that kid away?"

"No, let's go check it out!"

The three got up and went out.

When I arrived at the door, there were thirty or fifty people, two of whom were Mr. Li and Wang Shao, who often came to the Guomen Club to consume, and the other group of people were individual customers. These people's cars were parked in front of the club, although the avenue was wide, but it could not pass through so many vehicles and crowds of people, so the lane at the entrance was blocked, making it not very convenient to enter and exit, so that more and more people gathered.

Some people still have cameras in their hands, watching and filming at the same time, and they don't know what they are doing.

The three of them divided into groups, walked into the circle of the inner and outer three layers, and swept their eyes to see a young man in his twenties, wearing a white cultural shirt with the words "beaten professional household", with a big belly like a leader's fortune, with his fists crossed in front of his chest, and he steadied his horse, allowing a short man with a full head to punch after punch.

That young man was none other than Li Xiang.

About forty centimeters behind Li Xiang's feet, there is a white line, the meaning is very simple, as long as a punch knocks him back to any foot out of the white line, even if he loses, this punch does not cost money, it can be regarded as a vain beating. or if you don't get out of the line, you will naturally have to be charged.

Billed in fists.

That short boss is none other than Mr. Li.

The crowd of onlookers cheered in the general way. Because no matter how Mr. Li changed his punching posture and how he screamed and accumulated, Li Xiang almost didn't move, never retreated, let alone knocked him out of the white line.

The three members of the Dream group hurriedly went over to greet Mr. Li, Wang Shao and others, and when the two gangs saw that the three of them were coming, they also coaxed one after another, asking the three of them to come out, so as to "teach a lesson" This is said to be a beaten professional household who has practiced hard qigong.

"Er Shao, they all said that you can play three of them at a time, you can hurry up, you see, Wang Shaoke and I have lost miserably, Wang Shaoke is the same as you, he is also the main force of our basketball club, and he has also learned sanda, but he can't beat it...... This kid is really black, a hundred yuan a punch, I have already lost a lot of Grandpa Mao, I said, this is in front of your door, don't you embarrass your brothers......"

"Fu Hao, do you want to try it too......"

"Yan Jing, I don't think you need to, you look delicate like a girl, with small arms and legs, it's better to dodge a little......"

A group of acquaintances greeted each other and giggled. And those casual guests who were obedient and knew that they were going to be amazing characters, even more refused to leave, one by two craned their legs and stretched their necks, staring wide-eyed and waiting to see the excitement. Some even found out their mobile phones and wanted to record interesting shots, and go back to the circle of friends to show off......

The three of Dream originally wanted to drive the kid who got in the way to get out, but listening to everyone coaxing them together, and the sharp eyes of the three of them had already been discovered, You Zishi and Su Yin and other four people were also watching in the crowd, so as soon as the thought in their heads was alive, a thought came to mind.

Hehe, I was worried that I had nowhere to spill, but now it's good, this is really, a guy took the initiative to send it to the door......

God treats us so well!

The three of them made simple eye contact, shook their heads, and swaggered towards Youzishi and Su Yin. The crowd immediately split into a small lane that led to the two of them, and apart from a few boos, the scene immediately became silent.

It's like a battlefield without gunpowder.