Quietly, from all directions, black "tides" suddenly poured out.

It's like a ghost from hell.

From the empty buildings, from the shadows behind the dilapidated debris, on the sides, an ancient brain appeared.

In an instant, there were almost "people" everywhere, surrounding Tang Sheng and his party in the middle.

"Hey, who's that? What are you doing? Good dogs don't get in the way. Jack Feng exploded in a second, jumped to the front and shouted.

He really looks like a little golden retriever, barking wildly because of the heart of the protector.

Although his behavior is actually very similar to Erha.

But in the next second, Sima Chao reached out and grabbed the clothes on the back of Jack's neck, and threw him back, "Look at it." ”

What to look forward to, it goes without saying, because Jack grabbed Tang Sheng's shoulders with a hand.

Tang Sheng struggled a few times to no avail, so he simply left it to him.

The situation is unknown, and it is better to be still than to be still.

Surviving in the last days, living one second more is victory, this is another credo of her life.

Looking at those people again, they only besieged them, kept an appropriate distance, and seemed to only want to trap them.

Sima marched forward in chaos, and they retreated.

Sima stopped in chaos, and they approached closer.

"Fuck off." Sima frowned, a little impatient.

However, although the group of people was a little shrunken, they did not roll.

This shows that they are driven.

Who?

Tang Sheng was curious.

Seeing that Sima Chao no longer talked nonsense, he only slowly pulled out his Tang knife.

Even if he was hiding behind him and being held hostage by Jack and Tong Ren left and right, Tang Sheng also felt the faint anger in him.

It's kind of scary, because she suddenly has some hairs in her heart.

The reaction of the people around him was even greater, their expressions were nervous and vigilant, their bodies were tense, and some even dripping cold sweat.

This is the legendary murderous spirit!

", if you don't want to die, immediately." Sima Chao condescended to dignity and said a few more words with great compassion.

At the same time, a few big steps forward.

There was a low cry of terror, and the group of people retreated in a large circle, as if frightened, and the formation immediately dispersed.

Alas, the discipline is really poor.

Tang Sheng, who was onlookers, suddenly realized that in this place she didn't understand, human nature had largely given way to animal nature.

Because the animal world is highly hierarchical, it is divided by pure strength.

That kind of surrender comes from the heart, fear is fear, fear is not fear, fear is not fear, there is no disguise and falsehood.

Like, now!

Sima Chaos is a very powerful existence.

"Ah Chao, you are so simple and rude, when will you be flexible?" Suddenly, a voice came from not far away.

Mellow and mild.

Like a wave, the crowd rolled silently to both sides.

A figure suddenly appeared.

Tall, thin and sturdy, hair combed neatly, and elegant and graceful facial features under rimless glasses.

He is like a scholar, carrying the sensuality of knowledge.

It's also like a smiling tiger, with a bad stomach.

In short, it's bad and warm, but it's too good-looking, it can kill you gently, and it will make you feel very happy.

He seems to be slow, but he actually walks extremely fast.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he walked to the front of the group and directly faced Sima Chao.

Sima snorted, temporarily suppressed Tang Dao, and the corners of his lips curved into a faint smile.

But it was not a laugh of friends meeting each other, but a response to the provocation of the enemy.

The man with glasses didn't care, his gaze crossed Sima Chao and fell on Tang Sheng's body.

"Sure enough." He spat out four words softly, mixed with a sigh for something precious.

"So, you're going to grab it?" Sima lowered his eyes.

Tang Sheng believed that he was looking at her with his spare eyes.

So he hurriedly shrunk up beside Jack and showed the loyalty of a piece of meat.

It's not fresh meat that chooses the owner, anyway, she wants to be eaten, how can she be so cheap?

The point is that a woman's intuition makes her strongly suspect that the glasses beauty can't beat Sima Chao.

So stand in line first, hoping to get a good treatment while you are alive.

"Didn't you rob it too? Is it possible that others can't grab it? The man with glasses admitted directly.

Was she robbed?

How did she not know?

And there are two names that suddenly came to Tang Sheng's mind: Xiao Se and Fan Xidong.

They appear with great frequency.

And if it can be called a person of Sima Chao's level, it must not be an ordinary thing.

The one in front of me is about one of them, but I don't know your surname.

"Just you?" Sima Chao's contempt couldn't be concealed a little.

The man with glasses shook his head honestly, "I can't do it alone, otherwise I wouldn't be able to put on such a big battle." ”

Sima Ran chuckled softly.

The sound is so good.

It's a pity that the face is still very iceberg, and it doesn't melt the cold because of the smile at all.

"Well, such a big battle is okay for your men, but it still can't for you." The man with glasses didn't care at all, shrugged his shoulders, and his demeanor was wonderful.

"That's why I called a helper." As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand to the sky and snapped his fingers at random.

It was a soft sound, but it was responded to by the loud roar of the machine.

This time, the crowd did not separate in an orderly manner, but dispersed irregularly and quickly like an exploding pot, as if they were afraid of being swept to the tail of a typhoon.

So in the blink of an eye, a heavy locomotive motorcycle appeared in Tang Sheng's sight.

The very cool style, the body is inlaid with a large skull, and the surrounding area is spliced with colored gemstones to create a flame effect.

Even more eye-catching was the rider.

Wild long dark red hair, leather jacket, leather pants and leather boots, big chains and two chains hanging on his body, three chains and four chains on his hands, jingling, accompanied by the sound of motorcycles, like a rock star, all the way, in an instant.

The worst thing is his face.

The man with glasses is handsome, and Sima Chao is even more handsome.

But this one's face is indisputable, and it is so beautiful that it is breathtaking.

Such a beautiful method, if it enters the film and television industry before the end of the world, will make thousands of girls, possibly including young men, willingly bow down at his feet.

Damn, wicked!

Tang Sheng only had this one description, and he was almost dumbfounded.

If Sima Chao is an unattainable iceberg, the man with glasses is an unfathomable lake, and this one is a wildfire that burns fiercely.

Three superb beautiful men.

Under normal circumstances, if she was scrambled by such a man, she would wake up laughing from her dreams, right?!

It's a pity.

Tang Sheng was very indignant that he was not born in an era of peace, but in the last days. Otherwise, chasing stars and nymphomaniacs is far better than becoming a piece of fat that everyone is fighting for.

She remembered a poem: Is there still tomorrow? It's a pity that there is still tomorrow!

Looking at the rock man's gaze on Sima Chao, he didn't have the feeling of saluting first and then soldiering like the man in glasses, and directly sparked everywhere.

Then he also looked at Tang Sheng, and his eyes lit up suddenly, like an incandescent light in the center of the flame.

"That, Uncle Ben wants it." He pointed at Tang Sheng.

But, hey, hey, uncle, what do you mean by riding a motorcycle and holding a whip in your hand?

………… The words of the sugar dumplings............

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