A kitchen knife can't cut through the monstrous waves, and Yang Yue, who wants to do something, doesn't even have a kitchen knife, and even if he does, he doesn't think a kitchen knife will cause any trouble to Balotelli, at least for now. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

When he woke up again at eleven o'clock yesterday, a man named Wang Qiang said a word to him and left.

My name is Wang Qiang, and I was ordered to tell you that Liu Xiaoqing is Liu Xiaobao... It's Liu Xiaobao who defeated Chris, he is the only heir of the Liu family of the Central Star now!

Yang Yue didn't understand what this had to do with him at first, and he didn't even understand what he had experienced that night.

A plan against Hong Qi0 is a conspiracy at best.

The competition between two rooms in one family can be regarded as dark at best.

But how do you let yourself smell hell...

I was choked twice, I was knocked unconscious and died twice, and I saw a picture of a dead man with my own eyes, and my driver disappeared strangely... Everything seems to be happening in hell, so cruel that there is only a competition of strength left, I don't seem to have crossed it, so why has everything become so primitive.

In this technologically advanced and highly civilized society, isn't it legal and reasonable, and even the competition for the star field is carried out in a peaceful way without gunpowder war, such as e-sports, and if you can't take money, you can get it done, how can it become more than muscle...

is also a rich son, Yang Yue is not like Liu Xiaobao, he has a father who died in battle, a grandfather who is old and sophisticated, and a forging life that is hard to buy, as well as a few women who are entangled with him and a group of teammates who are born to tease X...

On the way back from driving, Yang Yue, who was constantly thinking, finally realized his insignificance in this world, so the logic of thinking also gathered all his knowns, which made him drive the car faster and faster, although he didn't know what else he could do.

Grandpa died early, and Yang Yue's father didn't even have the strength to send his watery Yang Hua's mother into the hospital except for spending all day drinking and squandering money.

Yang Tian's father is not much better, although his grandfather is still alive and well, but in Yang Yue's opinion, he is just a mouse-eyed person, and he can keep it, but he doesn't have the ability to expand the territory... The Penglai Yang family, in front of the Central Star Liu family, can barely be regarded as an upstart.

Yang Yue drove the car and pulled Xie Fei, who was still unconscious, back to Shenyang, woke up Xie Fei, who had been stunned for many hours, and sent him away, before going to a three-star hotel next to the Shenyang Public Security Bureau and opening a room.

At this time, the rulers of the Yang family had already taken action against the fanatics at the instigation of Balotelli.

All the preliminary preparations have been made by the ignorant Yang Tian, and even in the middle of the night, the whirlpool of public opinion has loaded the madman into it at once.

When Yang Yue couldn't wait to turn on the computer and see these situations, it was past 12 o'clock in the morning, and he didn't even have a clue, so they did it, they would let the Yang family die without a place to be buried... On the summer night when the heavy rain hit, Yang Yue trembled uncontrollably.

They may not know that Liu Xiaoqing is Liu Xiaobao, or they already know, but in the face of great temptation, they lose their minds... Even if I could figure out what to do and what I could stop before it happened, Balotelli could strangle me with one hand, and he could make me die in a matter of minutes worse than Wang Ermazi.

That one named Wang Qiang might be able to protect me from something, after all, according to them, they were here to save me, but where are they now, if Balotelli finds me, who will guarantee my life...

Thinking so, Yang Tian asked for a thick quilt from the front desk, wrapped himself in airtightness, and then curled up on the bed and stayed awake all night.

When the sky was bright, he was really anxious to get up and go to the toilet, Yang Yue's steps were vain, as if he was wheeled by a group of female elephants, and the morning breeze that came in from the toilet window blew, and he had a cold without suspense.

Yang Yue can choose to go to the hospital, even in today's relatively remote earth, spending one or two hundred yuan to stay in the cold treatment device for an hour or two, and then drink a small cup of natural mixed vitamins, he can be alive again.

But he chose to sit in front of the computer.

He did his best to look at the news that came out of the night.

"They still dare to try to drown the fanatics with public opinion, do they think that the fanatics are just a Hong 70, and Balotelli is also a fool, does he think that Yanhuang crossing the line of fire is still a pool of stagnant water, can he manipulate a group of idiots who see money and eyes to blind public opinion to point the deer as a horse, and say that the white is black..."

is also a supernova in the CrossFire world, Yang Yue knows Chris even more than he knows himself.

An e-sports player with such a strong personality was beaten by Liu Xiaobao to the point where he needed to see a psychiatrist in just a heads-up, so you can imagine how big the psychological shadow area is.

There is at least one arrogance and a central star Liu family standing behind the person who can create such a large psychological shadow area, and there has been no movement so far, such courage...

Yang Yue didn't know what kind of big move Liu Xiaobao would release this time with the mad faction in the face of Balotelli, who was more ferocious than Chris, and the coalition forces of all parties, and what kind of fierce counterattack the arrogant or Liu family would make, but when the sun rose, he thought about things more and more clearly, and he was sure that this time the Yang family would lose all their money.

He didn't want the Yang family to go from being bloodless to being doomed, although there was no sign of doom yet.

Yang Yue didn't believe in Balotelli's means at all, he could imagine that once the situation was reversed, Balotelli could easily bring the Yang family to the brink of death.

Maybe now Yang Tian's grandfather already knows the identity of the mad captain, but what's the use, even if he can figure out that it's a fire pit, he can only jump down...

Yang Yue quickly denied this possibility in his heart.

The overwhelming headlines on the front page, just one night, almost pushed the entire public opinion of Yanhuang, the Yang family does not have such a big energy, so there must be others together to promote this incident.

It doesn't matter if it's the countries in the Alps, or the U.S. Federation, or anyone else, the important thing is that when a weak person moves side by side with the strong, he often thinks of himself as a strong person.

Yang Tian's grandfather must be intoxicated with the feeling of a strong man and can't extricate himself, just like when I met with Balotelli with Wang Er Mazi, if I don't put myself in the right position, I will die a miserable death.

Yang Yue, who recalled Wang Er's miserable appearance, was already trembling, so he shook more violently several times from beginning to end.