It's Mr. Godlow, and Yan Zijiu, who is reminded by the script all the time, of course knows who he is, but it's a pity that he is just an ordinary executor who can no longer be an ordinary executor.

He stared at Zhang Tianxiang and said angrily: "I hate bullying people the most, especially four against one, you give me a bicycle right now......"

Before he finished speaking, he was pushed hard by Zhang Tianxiang.

"What do you do?" The executor said.

Zhang Tianxiang's figure forced in front of him: "Go in, don't be nosy!" He said.

"You ......" The executor closed his mouth, Yan Zizhi saw that this person finally understood, he saw the madness in Zhang Tianxiang's eyes, he hurriedly got up, hurriedly walked up the steps, and slipped when he stepped on the penultimate step, and hit the steps with one knee, although he got up immediately, but that fall had already made his momentum just now disappear.

Zhang Tianxiang was about to rush forward, the executor instinctively retreated, Yan Zizhi knew that there was no drama to sing, and it was time to flash.

Just as Zhang Tianxiang was standing at the bottom of the steps and staring at the executor, Yan Zizhi immediately turned around and stood up and began to flee for his life.

He ran half the street, Zhang Tianxiang found him, his eyes sprayed and shouted: "Catch him!" ”

Just when Yan thought he could get rid of them, the hint of the script came again, he had to be caught by them, so by chance, he tripped over a child.

Originally, with his skills, he would not be able to dodge at all, but the script required that he had to do so. Just as he wanted to get up, Zhang Tianxiang had already rushed in front of him and gave him a heavy blow, knocking him to the ground.

"Not enough strength." Yan introspectively fell, shaking her head underground.

Zhang Tianxiang quickly turned over, and immediately stood up and grabbed the back of Yan Zizhi's neck and right wrist: "Stone warrior, are you still running?" Nonsense! You run! He twisted Yan Zijiu's wrist behind his back, and Yan Zijiu didn't say a word.

Zhang Tianxiang continued to taunt, and after speaking, he twisted Yan Zixiang's wrist higher, Yan Zizheng suddenly laughed, he really didn't dare to compliment Zhang Tianxiang's strength, it was too weak.

"You think it's fun?" Zhang Tianxiang asked, his tone suddenly changed from anger to surprise: "You think it's funny, don't you?" Zhang Tianxiang's voice seemed to be a little scared, his voice sounded a little scared, he couldn't break Yan Zizhi's shoulder, Yan Zizhi was not afraid of him, not at all, even Yan Zizhi looked down on him.

As long as Yan Zizi was willing, he could throw Zhang Tianxiang out without using spiritual power with one hand, but he didn't do that, this was the plot that the task had to be carried out, and he was quite helpless.

Zhang Tianxiang twisted Yan Zizi's hand upwards again, this time he used spiritual power, and he found that if he didn't use spiritual power, he couldn't hurt this freak at all.

Yan Zijiu only heard a click of his arm, like the sound of the winter tree being crushed by the sinking ice and snow, Zhang Tianxiang let go of his wrist and pushed hard, he sat on the ground and admired the bright light of the contract sun shining on the mica fragments, and found that there were still traces of hopscotch drawn in pink chalk on the sidewalk.

"Children are so happy." He thought to himself.

Yan Zizhi's brows didn't even wrinkle, this pain was nothing to him at all, but Zhang Tianxiang stood beside him proudly, feeling that he was high up, like a coffin supporter overlooking the tomb.

"You like that? You liked what you just did, didn't you? Do you like to mess around? Zhang Tianxiang sneered, as if this could show his sense of existence, the task was only for him to break Yan Zizhi's hand, otherwise he would definitely kill Yan Zizhi, at least break one hand, and he could still vent his anger.

"You're crazy, and so is your dad." Yan introspection said the lines.

Zhang Tianxiang's smile disappeared in an instant, as if he had been slapped in the face, he raised his foot and prepared to kick someone, and he had already infused a powerful spiritual power into his body, this kick he decided to let Yan Zizhi at least lie down on the bed and die!

At this time, the sound of the siren suddenly pierced the dull heat, and Zhang Tianxiang stopped moving.

"We'd better flash people, Henry." The man on the technology plane said.

"If you don't flash, I'm going to flash." Li Yunyang said, his voice sounding so far away that it floated like a clown's balloon, and he turned and walked towards the library, leaving the road and hiding in the park.

Zhang Tianxiang didn't care so much, he kicked at Yan Zijiu, Yan Zizheng was not stupid, he twisted his body weirdly, and his abdomen was sunken to bear Zhang Tianxiang's kick, and then he flew out like a cannonball, breaking several trees.

"Humph! Good luck for you. The sirens sounded again, getting closer and closer, and he walked away with his men.

Yan Zizi stood up silently, Zhang Tianxiang's kick just now almost made his five organs fly, if he hadn't unloaded his strength in time and used the 'Zero Style' to release the healing spray, and recover his state as soon as possible, this kick is really hard to say.

He laughed again, and although it was weak and painful from his broken arm, it still felt great.

Yan Zizi spat out a ball of blood, with a front tooth, and stepped on it fiercely! Zhang Tianxiang, he is bound to take revenge!

The siren was very close, and it kept buzzing, Yan Zizhi closed his eyes, he felt a red light shining in his eyelids, and then a figure covered him, covering the red light, it was the child who had just hit him on a tricycle.

"Are you alright?" He asked.

"Do I look okay?" Yan introspectively asked, most of the children's roles are taken over by the executors, but this child is an exception, he is the person who lives here.

"I'll call the police, I'm afraid ......" The little boy lowered his head.

Yan Zizhi smiled, he touched the child's head, the police car came, he heard the sound of brakes, Yan Zizhi turned his head weakly to the right, and saw the big black tires, the dazzling chrome wheel cover and the flashing blue light, and then he heard the voice of the Nell, which was actually the Louhua of the magic plane.

Then he was carried into the ambulance, Lou Hua sat opposite, poured a drink from a small bottle, and then he moved his gaze from Lou Hua to the driver in the front seat, the driver looked back at Yan Zijiu, with an evil smile on his face, his skin was covered with white oil paint and talcum powder, and his eyes were as bright as new silver coins, he was a clown!

"Mr. Nell." Yan Zizhi gently twisted his arm and muttered.

Lou Hua looked up at him with a smile: "How do you feel?" ”

“…… Driver...... That driver! ”

"yes, we'll be there soon." Lou Hua handed the small bottle in his hand to Yan Zijiu: "Drink a little, you will be better." ”

Yan Zizhi took a sip, feeling that the taste was very strange, and when he looked in the front seat again, he saw the driver again, but the clown was gone, but a guy with a small flat head.