"Go and sleep with your mom in your arms!"

With a low roar, Feng Ziqing sent a beautiful seabed fish under Zhang Sangou's crotch. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Kicking a man with this trick, she feels that it is cool to try.

Zhang Sangou didn't expect her to kick it, and when he noticed it, the whole person flew up and smashed into the crystal chandelier on the ceiling.

Rumble!

The crystal chandelier was broken.

Crystals fell all over the ground.

The young men and women who jumped down thought it was an unknown atomic bomb that had exploded, and they were so frightened that they squatted on the ground one by one, covered their heads and covered their ears and yelled.

In the midst of their screams, Zhang Sangou's fat body smashed to the ground.

Disheveled!

The thick body smashed the crystals everywhere, and it looked like a crystal rain.

And he himself seemed to be completely paralyzed.

He didn't expect that Feng Ziqing, such an inconspicuous little girl, would have such terrifying strength, only to see her raise her foot and kick it like that, kicking him to the ceiling.

Except for the pain of the fall, the crotch doesn't seem to hurt.

In fact, there is no pain in the body at this time.

He opened his eyes and looked at the upside-down people around him, and it felt as if the world had turned upside down, and they all had their heads and feet down, and they looked weird.

There were screams all around.

Someone was the first to react from the panic and hurriedly ran towards a safe place with his head in his hands.

Zhang Sangou's subordinates each drew their weapons.

The muzzle of the black hole emits a terrifying glow under the neon light.

Unfortunately, they did not find the target of the attack.

Because when they pulled out their guns, they suddenly found that Feng Ziqing had disappeared.

It's like a grain of sand disappearing in the desert, leaving not even a trace of it.

Where did she go?

We must not let her run away!

Someone quickly blocked the only safe exit from the dance hall, and someone's eyes had already strafed back and forth in the dance hall several times. In addition to the chaotic flow of people, Feng Ziqing was not found.

Feng Ziqing's companions, Lan Qiuyi and his friends, also didn't know where to hide.

On the table where Feng Ziqing was sitting just now, there was still half a glass of red wine left that he hadn't drunk.

The red wine reflects a blood-red glow in the light of neon lights.

The light of death.

One of the killers screamed and fell.

No one saw how he fell, but the sharp-eyed killer saw a bloody hole in his chest.

Blood was pouring out of the bloody hole.

He stared at the ceiling with wide eyes and fear, as if his killer was on the ceiling.

In fact, there was nothing on the ceiling, except for the broken crystal lamp, and only the flickering perforated lamp.

Under the flickering neon light, the dying killer is as daunting as a devil who chooses to eat people. He was not dead, and his chest was still rising and falling violently, which was a sign of imminent death.

Zhang Sangou had already struggled to get up from the broken crystal.

His face was stained with blood and looked more hideous than the devil.

He just stood there, like a man who had suddenly lost his memory, not knowing where he came from or where he was going.

He seems to have gotten stupid.

He looked around and felt that everything here was unfamiliar, no one he knew, and no one he knew.

He felt like he was lonely, like he had just arrived here alone. He stared blankly at the people running around and the people screaming desperately, as if life was passing through his body.

He had never felt anything like this.

He looked at the faces that were not strangers but couldn't remember who they were, and he was at a loss for a moment as if he was reincarnated, feeling that he was a superfluous person.

In fact, he was already a superfluous person at this time, because his mind had not yet fully returned.

Even if you ask him who he is, he can't answer you exactly who he is, because his brain has not been completely reset after being concussed by the drama.

He just stood stupidly.

and there was no one to pull him in, nor to help him.

None of his subordinates who used to obey orders could take care of his existence at this time, they were all busy with their own affairs, - in the chaos, the most important thing was to escape, as for whether to save Zhang Sangou or not, it would have to wait until they were safe.

Of course, there are also killers who are not afraid of death, and they are desperately approaching Zhang Sangou at this time, due to the chaotic flow of people crashing into their bodies, they can't squeeze into his side for a while.

Fortunately, none of them stepped on Zhang Sangou.

If you step on him a few more times, then he won't be able to be sad.

In the flickering neon, someone was shouting Zhang Sangou, and Zhang Sangou also heard it, but he tried his best, but he couldn't answer.

He tried to get up again, but his legs were as heavy as lead, and he couldn't pull himself up from the ground despite all his might.

He gave up his last struggle, and simply lay on the ground motionless, allowing others to run past him.

In the midst of the chaos, another man fell.

This time it was not one, but three that fell.