Chapter 800, Anne (40)
"Madam, I've always wanted to be so handsome and lose Xuanxi's face, but every time I see him, my legs are weak." The girl is quite lost.
Seven Nights: "。。。。。。 ”
Forked, she always thought that her assistant Zheng was the one who suffered from the loss, this girl is an eighth-level power system.
It turns out that Zheng Xuanjian is such a royal wife?
Zheng Xuanzhi is handsome, and because he was a soldier and still maintains a military demeanor, he is even more handsome and imposing.
Many little beauties in the base are all shining with gold when they see him.
But it's not handsome enough to make Xu Jin's legs weak, right?
Well? Weak legs?
What should she do if she suddenly thinks crookedly? It's not what she thinks it means to have weak legs, right?
What Qiye didn't know was that Zheng Xuanxi never played tricks in front of her, so she saw his truest side and the kindest side, but didn't see the 'blackness' in this girl's heart.
Xu is different, Zheng Xuanzhi is too black-bellied, she always suffers in front of him, and often falls into the trap of the other party without paying attention.
This has been 'hacked' many times, but there is a shadow in my heart, and when I see people, I have a sense of crisis that I am about to be pitted, and my legs are immediately weak.
I feel wronged, usually my wife didn't ask her and she didn't take the initiative to say it, but now that the words are here, Xu Jinwu immediately complained of bitterness.
Then, seven nights ... The more I listened, the more confused I became, and my face was still a little hot.
I also had to complain in my heart, Zheng Xuanjian was also hard enough to eat R in order to be safe.
There is even a little sympathy for Zheng Xuanjiong.
The wife's strength is too strong, and her energy is too strong, for the sake of normal and in-depth communication between husband and wife, this is all playing Sun Tzu's Art of War.
No matter how small the voices of the two of them were, they couldn't hide Xuanyuan Mingdi on the side, and he was speechless when he listened.
Zheng Xuanxi is his daughter-in-law's special assistant, and he will naturally pay more attention to the special assistance of the opposite sex, confirming that he is wholeheartedly for his daughter-in-law, so he will let any man dangle in front of his daughter-in-law all day long.
I didn't expect that a person who is usually serious and meticulous in doing things would be so faceless and skinless in private with his wife.
I don't know why, when Xuanyuan disliked Zheng Xuanjian in his heart, he suddenly thought of last night, and then felt so embarrassed.
Stumped, this is what Li Che said, a married man's skin will thicken?
The two women muttered together with their heads together, time flew imperceptibly in the muttering, and when Xuanyuan couldn't see it and nudged the reminder of the seven nights, the competition on the stage had entered the last game of the top one or two.
Nangong Qing is one of them, and the one who fights against him is the middle-aged woman who admits defeat.
Water and fire are not compatible, when Qiye looked up, the two of them were already in full swing, and the spiritual power cover was filled with water mist and R couldn't see clearly.
Qiye also knew the real reason why Xuanyuan reminded her, a little embarrassed, she forgot about the business just after chatting, and quickly leaned into the stage to pay attention to the game.
When Qiye 'looked' in, Wei Chang'an, who was in the fire system, was tied to his waist by an arm-thick water rope, and the other end of the water rope was grabbed by Nangong Qing's hand.
Nangong Qing's face turned red, and he could obviously see that he was struggling now, but Wei Chang'an, who was opposite him, still looked calm and relaxed.
"Young man, you're no match for me, stop fighting." Wei Chang'an's tone did not mean to despise Nangong Qing, it was completely a kind reminder.
From his hands, it can also be seen that he is a human atmosphere, he just stood motionless with a water rope tied to his waist, and he had no intention of fighting back.
At this time, Nangong Qing's ability was close to running out, Wei Changan obviously still had some strength left, if he made a move, Nangong Qing would either be seriously injured or lightly injured, and he would win the same way.
There is a difference of nearly a large level of ability level, and the attack power of fire is stronger than water, in fact, it is not as good as Nangong Qing and knows that he has little chance of winning, but he is a little unconvinced.
It is not that he does not accept the strength of his opponent, but he does not accept this unfair fate.
is also unwilling and wants to prove it, but he doesn't know why he wants to prove it and who he wants to prove it to.
A little desperate, Nangong Qing's face turned pale in an instant, and he withdrew his ability and said dejectedly: "I lost." ”
Wei Changan is forty-three today, he was a physical education teacher before the end of the world, and he has children and daughters and a happy family.
When the end of the world came, none of his family were lucky to be infected with the zombie virus.
But as a teacher's responsibility, how could he hide at home while his students were suffering?
He told his family to lock the door and go out to the school dormitory to save people.
Who knew that his students had saved a lot, but when he returned home, what was waiting for him was that a family of three had all turned into zombies, and his wife, after he left, the corpse had changed, biting his son and scratching his daughter.
No matter how painful his heart was, he had to move forward, and those students couldn't ignore it, so he could only endure the pain in his heart and escape from the city with the students and enter the No. 7 base at that time.
Nangong Qing's age happened to be about the same age as his unfortunate son, and the unconscious Wei Chang'an felt pity for him, and he felt a little unbearable to see him so lost.
So he walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder and said, "The ranking is not so important, child, if I say that I will give you the first, I see that your dignity will not allow me to do this, I will think that I am insulting you, so I will not say this."
Moreover, I am not representing myself, but representing the whole team, I am the vice team of our team, and my unbalanced captain has put all the money of the whole team on me to win, and if I lose, our team will not even be able to afford to eat tomorrow. ”
The latter words, he said in a teasing tone, obviously coaxing the gloomy young man in front of him.
Nangong Qing barely squeezed out a smile when he listened, "Losing is losing, I'm not afraid of losing, I just feel useless." ”
"You kid, you're already a seventh-level powerhouse at a young age, if you don't use it, then uncle doesn't have to commit suicide?"
As he spoke, Wei Changan stretched out his hand to hug Nangong Qing's shoulder and said earnestly: "Uncle can see that you have a heavy thing hidden in your heart, but child, listen to uncle, this person always has to look forward, there is hope in life, right?"
Whether it is because of hatred or hatred, only if you live well and live healthily, will there be a day of revenge in the future. ”
Wei Changan didn't know about Nangong Qing, but as a teacher, he still had the ability to look at people, even if this kid stood there, he had nowhere to vent his hatred, and he obviously had great hatred in his heart.
This kind of hatred is not the same family as him that is scattered due to force majeure in the last days, it should be the hatred of family or friends or lovers, who are artificially harmed.
It is the enemy who is still alive and even alive and well, but he has no strength to move the other party, so he has nowhere to repay his hatred, and he is forced to continue to be stronger.
Therefore, when you hit a wall, you will be hit harder than ordinary people.
He didn't want to win a single game and completely knock out a young man as old as his son.