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Because of giving him a human face, he doesn't know how to cherish it at all.

A person who doesn't know how to cherish his face is actually not worthy of being a human being at all.

Feng Zilong had already given him enough face, but he didn't know how to cherish it, but he thought that Feng Zilong was afraid of him.

If Wu Laosan's eyes were a little brighter, he would find that in fact, Feng Zilong had never taken him seriously, and he was not worthy of Feng Zilong taking him seriously yesterday. In Feng Zilong's eyes, he is a gangster, a worthless gangster. For a little gangster like him, Feng Zilong has never looked into his eyes.

Of course, if he didn't want to live, it was no wonder that Feng Zilong was ruthless.

As long as it is the person he thinks should be killed, this person will not live to the end of his life.

Although Wu Laosan was a little rampant in front of him, Feng Zilong always felt that he should not be killed, because he did not do any earth-shattering bad things, evil things, and evil things, if he did these things, even if he wanted to live, Feng Zilong would not let him live.

"Eating you is as easy as eating a lollipop, if you don't leave, then you can't leave if you want to."

When Feng Zilong spoke, the whole person was calm like a god.

Only God will have such a calm look.

Wu Laosan looked at him and grinned: "I said buddy, I didn't expect you to be a very good storyteller, when I do it later, don't beg me!" Because I'm most afraid of the dead begging me, and if you beg me, I won't be able to do it, and I'm worried that I'll burst your heart if I accidentally burst it......"

When he said this, he was as presumptuous as a eunuch who had traveled from ancient society to the present.

It's just that his lips are struck and he has a shallow beard.

From the rest of the world, he looked like a eunuch.

"You're very good at threatening people, and I admire you a little."

Feng Zilong still looked calm. He doesn't care about people like Wu Laosan at all, because Wu Laosan and him are not at the same level at all.

For people who are not at the same level, Feng Zilong has never been very enthusiastic. In his words, this kind of person is always not of good grade, just like chicken ribs, tasteless food, and it is a pity to abandon it.

But his cheekiness successfully aroused Feng Zilong's heart to kill him.

If he had left in a witty way, he might have been able to pick a life, but he missed it. Life is only once for people, if you don't cherish your life well, it is disrespectful to yourself.

Wu Laosan belongs to this kind of person.

To be precise, he belongs to the dead pig type, because the dead pig is not afraid of boiling water. People like Wu Laosan are only worthy of harlequins, and they can't see things, can't be a person, and can't observe the harlequins.

The fate of such harlequins is generally not good.

Zhang Sangou on the side scolded his ancestors for eight generations one by one in his heart, and pulled out all the female goods who had started his roots and feet.

If it weren't for Feng Zilong's face, Zhang Sangou would have kicked him to the country of claws and melons.

This damn bastard bastard, with fucking eyes, I don't know what I'm doing with it, even my own master is bowing down in front of Feng Zilong, what the fuck are you still slapping a swollen face and being a fat man?

Campa didn't speak.

He has never had a good impression of Wu Laosan, and he can't wait to see him being taught a lesson by Feng Zilong to repair it. For a scumbag like Wu Laosan, it is best to step on it directly.

Lan Qiuyi sat opposite Feng Ziqing, squinting and quietly looking at her.

In his eyes, she is definitely a goddess-level existence.

If Feng Ziqing agreed to marry him, no matter what Feng Ziqing told him to do, he would definitely do it like a dog.

Her nose is high and sexy. When her face smiles, it blooms into a flower. Quasi-nonsense, she is just a flower. There is no more beautiful flower in the world than her.

He secretly swallowed a large mouthful of saliva.

It's just that her breasts are a little deflated, but she will still develop, because he can see from her ID card that she is only seventeen years old today, a typical flower girl, and in two years, her breasts will become like Liu Yan.

Liu Yan is her mirror.

He really wanted this mirror to be placed in front of him for the rest of his life to be admired by himself.

And Feng Ziqing himself tasted coffee by herself like a princess who was fine.

Authentic Blue Mountain coffee.

The coffee is bitter, astringent, like life.

If a person's life is not bitter, it is not a real life.

So growing up, Feng Ziqing has always disliked my parents' protection of her. From junior high school to graduation from health school, she stayed at home for no more than three months, and the rest of the time she worked hard in society alone.

There were a few summer vacations, she drifted alone from the north of the city to BJ and from BJ to Lijiang in YN, went to XC after a walk around Jieshan and Erhai Lake, and then hiked through northwest Tibet into XJ and tasted delicious grapes in the TLF area, before taking the hot car back to ride, and then the students walked into the classroom and began to study boringly.

After graduating from the health school, as long as she has time, she will go out to travel, even if it is a day or two hikes or three or four hundred kilometers, it is a great happiness for her.