Seeing that their revenge and the opportunity finally came, the two naturally couldn't turn a blind eye, if they turned a blind eye, then everything they had planned before would be in vain, and the humiliation they had suffered before would have been in vain, which the two would never dare to imagine or ignore, so they must give everything to complete this revenge plan.

So in order to be able to complete their revenge plan before the end of the party, this is the goal of the two of them, and it is also the goal that they must complete tonight, and it is also the goal that must not be disappointed, and they will definitely use their own strength to complete it, and they must complete it, otherwise they will not be ashamed, they will not be ashamed, this is what the two of them absolutely do not want to see, so they must be ashamed, so that they can maintain their poor dignity, what little dignity they have left, so they must do this.

It's in. Wang Dazhui raised his wine glass, raised his poetic wine glass, just when he wanted to do things and wanted to attach a poem to his beauty, just when he wanted to miss his beauty through poetry, and miss the beauty he had never had a relationship with. But the accident happened at this moment.

Suddenly, he felt a huge tear coming from his scalp, and the force made him grin at his teeth. Some are unbearable. However, something even more terrifying had happened, and in this huge tear it seemed to tear off his hair, tear off a handful of his hair, tear off his lost treasure, and tear off his hair that he cared for like life. For the few hairs, pull them down.

It was his hair, the hair of his lost treasure, the hair he cared for every day as if he were a child, and he didn't even dare to use the water to wash his face on his own hair every day. He had to use the shampoo he bought for several days a month to care for his hair. Just when he was about to sing a song, prepare to write a poem, prepare to miss his beauty with this, and prepare to raise his wine glass, he was torn off by an inexplicable force.

This force not only took away the hair that he regarded as a treasure and his son, but also caused him to lie down with his body facing backwards. He had thought that there was a stool under his buttocks, and he could sit on the stool with this force so that he would not fall.

He originally thought that he could sit on the chair intact with this force, he originally thought that he would not fall due to this force, but Wang Da Hammer was wrong, very wrong, he failed, he failed in his prediction, the chair he originally thought would appear seemed to betray him The chair did not appear, but walked into the hands of a person. So he fell, poured on the dirt, and the glass of wine, the one that had been given poetry by herself, the wine that should have entered her stomach for generations, the one that should have been turned into fertilizer, was poured on his face at this moment, and the glass must have fallen to the ground and shattered.

All of this was premeditated, but Wang Dazhui didn't know it. He only knew that his hair was gone, and his lost treasure, the hair of his lost son, who had been regarded as everything, was gone at this time, and he didn't know where it went. He only felt a desperate and powerful force spilling through his heart. Straight to his head. It made him lose his mind.

Not only did he lose a glass of wine, he lost not only the opportunity to praise his beauty, but also the loss of him, as a treasure, as if his son cared for his hair day and night. He had lost so much that night. He lost the hair that didn't belong to him, he lost the beauty he should have praised, he lost the opportunity to show himself in front of everyone, yes, he lost him, he lost all of it, it turned into despair, this despair turned into anger, it went straight to his heart, it went straight to his head, he couldn't control himself, he just felt that he was going to kill

"Run!"

The two initiators seemed to have foreseen the danger at this time, and one ran to the left and the other to the right.

In fact, the two of them have regained their own dignity, in fact, they have succeeded, they have been disgraced, but what they don't know is that a more terrible punishment is coming, than all the shame they have received before, all the anger, and even more terrible punishment, which is coming, which they did not expect, they far underestimated the importance that Wang Da Hammer attaches to his hair.

Yes, they underestimated Wang Dashui's attention to his hair, underestimated the punishment he might receive tonight, and underestimated what his actions would bring, even if they had a reason, but this did not prevent Wang Dashui from having the heart to kill them at this moment.

This heart of killing them seems to have spread to the people around them can see this scene, and they can't help but secretly think that this Wang Sledgehammer usually takes the most care of his hair, and at this time, someone dares to offend his reverse scales, is this enough to live or what?

They didn't understand why those two fools wanted to offend Wang Dazhui at this time when he was improvising a poem, and when Wang Dazhui was about to praise his beauty, how angry Wang Dazhui would be, it was unimaginable and unimaginable.

No one can imagine what Wang Da Hammer will do next, whether to kill people or catch those two people and beat them up, no one dares to imagine, nor can they imagine that such a thing will happen, some people have retreated in their hearts, for fear that this battle will affect them, their hearts have produced fear of Wang Da Hammer's anger generated by fear, after all, Wang Da Hammer's anger has been felt by everyone here, this anger is unprecedentedly powerful, unprecedentedly powerful, and has never been stronger.

And this was so strong that each of them left their seats, for fear of being hurt by the robbery.

"Give me death, ahh

Wang Dazhui suddenly got up, grabbed a chair at hand, and picked it up with a violent force. Throw it in an instant at the end. The force of the throw blasted the chair out like a cannonball, and it is hard to imagine how miserable it would be once the chair was concentrated.

In the end, the chair hit the guy who ate the pig's head in the most violent way. This moment that guy. Because of the huge impact all the time, he was directly smashed forward.

It is hard to imagine how much pain it would be to be struck by such a force. The guy who ate the pig's head meat obviously didn't expect that because he had taken away Wang Da Hammer's stool, he would be hit by his angry stool, and he never thought that this stool with anger would be so powerful as never before. It was so powerful that it made him fly away, so powerful that he felt like he had been hit by a fat man of more than 200 pounds, which made his internal organs tremble a little, and a bright red also flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Nalu was like a cannonball, and after the stool was swung out, his eyes looked at the guy who ate pickles, the man who Zhang Zhengli had lost his most precious hair, and the man who regarded him as a treasure and his son's hair. He wants him to pay the price, and what he wants, and what he bears is hundreds of times stronger than his actions, he must bear.

And I'm closed, and I'm going to let him suffer with the most powerful anger in my heart, and he has to do it, and he has to do it.

So he crawled like an ape at an extraordinary speed, and strangely enough, he crawled much faster than ordinary people running.

This speed directly crushed the guy who was running away and ate pickles, and Wang Da Hammer easily caught up with him.

The pickle-eating guy never thought that his one-blooded insistence would bring such a great punishment, and Wang Da Hammer seemed to be crazy like an ape approaching him at an almost terrifying speed, his eyes were full of horror, and his legs began to disobey and began to weaken.

He knew from the beginning that Wang Da Hammer would be angry, but he didn't expect him to be so angry. It was something he had never imagined, and it was something he had never imagined. However, this scene did happen, it did come to him, but he didn't know how to resist his feet went limp, he began to fear, he began to panic. He still regretted why he did all this, he began to regret why he was talking about cloud tears, why did he want to Wang Dazhu? Why should this kind of person complain when he gets involved in a relationship? Why why? Why do you want to offend the reverse scales of Wang Dafei's sledgehammer. However, he did do this, and he did have to bear the consequences, although he didn't want to bear it at all, but there was no way to do it was Wang Da Hammer in front of him, Wang Da Hammer who was still crazy in front of him, and Wang Da Hammer, who was like an ape, did not give him a chance. He wasn't given enough time to regret it, and it had become a luxury for him to even run away.

He felt only a powerful force pressing him down under him, and he only felt that he had been ripped of all his clothes by a wild beast.

So he was torn and gnawed at his hair, and was swept away by the king's sledgehammer one by one.

He tried to resist his struggles, but found it useless. All his actions are in vain.

Finally, he gave up resistance and let Wang Da Hammer tear and gnaw on his body. He only felt. I have no hope of living.

Just when this hope was about to be completely wiped out by Wang Da Hammer, it seemed to be a voice from heaven.

"Hurry up and save people! What are you doing in a daze! That guy is dying! ”

It was at this moment that the poet who had made a good poem grew up when he noticed something strange, and he found that if he was so numb, and so frightened, then he might really die.

And the sage books he had read did not allow a life to disappear in front of his eyes for no reason, so after a violent struggle, after a struggle of life and death, he found that he had to wake up everyone, wake up these numb people, and not let them be numb anymore, and not let them live in regret for the rest of their lives.

Because the sages he had read told him that if he did not save himself in the face of death, if he did not save him if he was able to do so, then he would definitely live in remorse and panic for the rest of his life.

As he spoke, he raised the stool in his hand and walked towards the king's sledgehammer.

Walk towards the already mad Wang Sledgehammer. To that all

Wang Dazhui, who did not dare to approach, walked away.

Everyone heard his words, and everyone saw him chanting in one step, and walked towards the king sledgehammer that they feared.

"Damn, fight!"

In the crowd, there was a voice, which finally woke up everyone, woke up the numb people.