Chapter 890: You Continue to Attack Me

Zhao Yang saw Wang Zi like this, his eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, he was arrogant, but he was not so arrogant that Cheng DΓΉ had no one in his eyes, just now he heard Wang Zi say from a distance that he had never bowled, and heard him say that this bowling ball looked quite simple, and subconsciously thought that he was trying to grow a little face in front of Zeng Xiaorou, so he blew down the cowhide.

Since this hillbilly wanted to have a long face in front of the goddess, Zhao Yang naturally had a reason to make him shameless, so he blocked him with Wang Zi's words, offered to play a game with him, and made that kind of request that was almost humiliating, but I didn't expect this guy to readily agree, is it ...... He was not pretending to be calm all along, but really calm? Is he pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?

Soon, Zhao Yang denied this idea again, because this guy looks like a stunned hillbilly, he has seen people who pretend to be pigs and eat tigers, and he pretends to be very important, but he doesn't look like he is pretending to be ...... So Zhao Yang's face stretched out for a moment, and he looked at Wang Zi with a smile and said, "Then let's start?" ”

"Let's get started." A trace of solemnity flashed in Wang Zi's eyes, and then he secretly took a deep breath and said.

Zhao Yang's eyes were so sharp, Wang Zi's eyes were captured by him at that moment, and he was already sneering in his heart at the moment, thinking that this guy was really a two hundred and five, and he was pretending from beginning to end, and he was also stubborn at this time...... Thinking about the kung fu, his eyes glanced at Zeng Xiaorou on the side very vaguely, this woman can only belong to me!

"Shall I come first?" Zhao Yang said with a smile, he wanted to beat this pretending to be a prototype in one fell swoop, so that Zeng Xiaorou could open her eyes to see how much the so-called man she chose was like a clown!

Wang Zi nodded and said no opinion.

At that moment, Zhao Yang stepped forward with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, grabbed a ball, and then locked his eyes on the bottle in front of him, about seven or eight seconds later, Zhao Yang made a shot, his pitching posture is very standard, so standard that it can be compared to the pitching posture of professional athletes.

No wonder he jumped out to gamble with himself, it turned out to be a master, Wang Zi thought, but ...... Thinking about it, his eyes glanced at Jiang Xin very vaguely, and a sneer already appeared on the corner of his mouth, this woman ...... It's time to give her some color.

"Whoa!" With a bang, all ten balls fell!

"Honey, that's great!" Jiang Xin clapped her hands excitedly, her expression was very excited.

Zeng Xiaorou raised her eyebrows, and suddenly felt a little worried about Wang Zi, it could be seen that Zhao Yang was definitely at a professional level, but Wang Zi ...... He'd never bowled before, and even if he was really lucky enough to hit all ten balls at once, how long would that luck last?

"It's okay, it's okay, although I haven't played for a long time, it's finally not too rusty." Zhao Yang smiled, and glanced at Zeng Xiaorou very vaguely out of the corner of his eyes, and couldn't help but feel a little depressed, this woman's gaze didn't fall on her, and she was looking at the hillbilly in a daze.

At the moment, following Zeng Xiaorou's eyes, Zhao Yang also looked at Wang Zi and smiled: "Mr. Wang, it's your turn." ”

Wang Zi nodded, and then stepped forward in a decent manner, picked up a ball casually, and didn't aim at it with a very handsome movement like Zhao Yang, but threw it out without looking.

"What a hillbilly...... Uh......" The smile on Zhao Yang's face instantly froze, is this okay?

I only heard the "Whoa!" "With a bang, all the pins fell!

Jiang Xin had a ghostly expression on his face, and the bag in his hand slipped to the ground unconsciously, and it all fell down? Did he step on shit?

"Yay!" In an instant, Zeng Xiaorou was excited like a little girl, dancing and smiling at Wang Zi: "Liar, aren't you playing very well?" ”

Wang Zi smiled a little embarrassedly: "You can also see, I don't even know the most basic posture, I just throw it casually...... It's just luck, luck. ”

"Only a fool would believe you." Zeng Xiaorou snorted, but there was a smile in her eyes that couldn't be hidden, and all her worries had disappeared without a trace.

The corners of Zhao Yang's mouth twitched fiercely a few times, and a smile was condensed on his face at the moment: "Mr. Wang's luck...... No...... It's the strength that is really breathtaking, I almost lost my eyes. ”

"What luck." Wang Zi replied embarrassedly.

Zhao Yang couldn't wait to go over and give Wang Zi a few slaps, but he smiled and said with a kind look: "Luck...... It is also a kind of strength. ”

"Mr. Zhao, I agree." Wang Zi agreed, "This time it's a draw, please, Mr. Zhao." Saying that, Wang Zi made a gesture of please.

Zhao Yang nodded, stepped forward, grabbed a ball, and then took a deep breath secretly, aimed for a few seconds, and shot decisively.

Zhao Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he found that a little cold sweat was already pouring out on his forehead, it turned out that this guy who was a hillbilly in his eyes had already invisibly given him a lot of pressure.

And this time, Jiang Xin didn't clap his hands and jump excitedly like last time, but locked his eyes on Wang Zi who walked forward, the former was picking up a ball casually, and then throwing it out casually, and then ...... Then Jiang Xin had a ghostly expression on his face again, his hand shook, and the bag that he had just picked up fell to the ground again because of his shaking hand.

The ten pins were hit by the balls thrown out by Wang Zi at random!

So the corners of Zeng Xiaorou's mouth curled up to mean a very charming amplitude, and Zhao Yang's face suddenly darkened, although the expressions of the two were completely different, but the thoughts in their hearts were the same...... If Wang Zi smashed it all because of luck for the first time, this is understandable, after all, who doesn't have some luck, or five million in big luck, or small luck to pick up a dime, that's it; But if Wang Zi is still lucky for the second time, then it can only be said that the goddess of luck is Wang Zi's godmother!

The only explanation for this is that Wang Zi is a master, a master who can be thrown casually, and a master who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger!

So at the same time that Zhao Yang's face was clouded, the cold sweat on his forehead also came down, and a strong feeling suddenly surged in his heart...... He's going to lose! Although his level is absolutely professional, who says that professional people don't miss a beat? But you must not lose, you must not ......

"Mr. Zhao, the winner is not scored, it's your turn." Wang Zi said with a smile.

"Okay." Zhao Yang said with a calm expression, "It's just that, Mr. Wang, I may have to lose my company first." ”

Wang Zi was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Mr. Zhao, is this leaving?" Otherwise, let's not compare, how nice it would be to sit down and chat, let alone bet on this and that. ”

"......" Zhao Yang felt that he had been stabbed again, and waved his hand again and again and said, "Where does Mr. Wang want to go, I just drank too much and wanted to go to the bathroom, so I was absent for a few minutes." ”

"Original!" Wang Zi said with a look of shame, "I really live the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and I thought that Mr. Zhao couldn't afford to lose and wanted to slip away...... I knew Mr. Zhao wasn't that kind of person......"

Zhao Yang only felt that something was flowing out of the corners of his mouth, and when he wanted to, he couldn't laugh, so he just nodded slightly, and then turned around and left.

Jiang Xin's eyes were complicated, and Wang Zi and Zeng Xiaorou glanced at him, and then turned around and chased after Zhao Yang.

"You ...... What's going on? Zeng Xiaorou glanced at the backs of Zhao Yang and Jiang Xin leaving in a hurry, then looked at Wang Zi, and asked with some incomprehension, "How do you feel that there is some deep hatred between you." ”

"You even saw that?" Wang Zi had a stunned expression on his face.

"......" Zeng Xiaorou hated to kick over.

"That Zhao Yang thinks you look good and wants to chase you." Wang Zi said with a smile.

Zeng Xiaorou was slightly dumbfounded: "Can't it, right?" ”

"Or why do you think he provoked me?" Wang Zi smiled, "I didn't make any excessive moves towards that Jiang Xin, so the only explanation is that he is interested in you, and if he wants to have a cross-sword love, the best way is to make you think that I am inferior, so as to make you disappointed in me." ”

"Original." Zeng Xiaorou looked suddenly enlightened, and then her face showed shyness, "That person named Zhao Yang is quite discerning." ”

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"Jealous?" Zeng Xiaorou saw that Wang Zi stopped talking, and whispered like a child who had made a mistake, "I'm just teasing you, he's just a toad, where can I compare with you?" ”

Wang Zi shook his head and said, "I'm not jealous, I'm just thinking, that Jiang Xin ......"

"I'm jealous!" Zeng Xiaorou rolled her eyes and interrupted Wang Zi's words very depressedly.

"You offended her?" Wang Zi directly ignored Zeng Xiaorou's face that wanted to eat him raw, and asked at the moment.

Is this guy listening to people? Zeng Xiaorou was so depressed that she wanted to vomit blood, and replied sullenly at the moment: "It's okay, why did I offend her?" ”

Wang Zi nodded and said, "Well, that's because of jealousy, it's understandable." ”

"What kind of mess?" Zeng Xiaorou had an incomprehensible expression, "You make it clear." ”

"You'll find out in a moment." Wang Zi stretched out his hand and gently helped her comb a few messy hairs on her forehead, and said softly, "I won't let anyone hurt you." ”

"Wang Zi......" Zeng Xiaorou said softly, that expression seemed to have made some kind of determination with difficulty.

"Hey." Wang Zixin replied with a shudder, Zeng Xiaorou's call had already reached his bones.

"You continue to hit me cheaply......" Zeng Xiaorou whispered.

"What?" Wang Zi felt that he must have heard it wrong.

"I want to cry when you say that, I won't want to cry after you kick you a few times......"

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