Hiss –

Drink –

Zhang Yang watched in horror as Zhang Guangwu frantically attacked Zhang Feng.

Ping Pong –

The unilateral beating of the fist to the flesh was endless.

Zhang Yang suspected that Zhang Guangwu had a personal vendetta in the communiqué, as if he had long seen Zhang Feng unpleasantly, and this time he finally seized the opportunity.

In his own name, he gave Zhang Feng a good beating.

I watched Zhang Yang's heart beat for a while.

Zhang Feng was powerless to resist, but it didn't play a role at all in Zhang Guangwu's fist shadow like a storm.

But you can only resist, your own father, do you dare to fight back?

However, although Zhang Guangwu was ruthless, it seemed that he wanted to kill this unsuccessful guy, although Zhang Yang also thought so, and supported Zhang Hongguangwu to do so......

But the attack is extremely measured, specifically hitting you in those places that hurt but can't hit bad people.

Hey, I'll hit you, I'll beat you, it's not reasonable.

Zhang Feng's grievances in June are about to snow.

Zhang Yang, I, I will definitely get revenge back!

Zhang Feng silently swore in his heart, although it was useless for now......

Zhang Yangle grinned, tsk.

According to this way of playing, Zhang Feng can bear it.

After a while, Zhang Guangwu stopped and calmed down, as if nothing had happened, standing indifferently beside Zhang Feng.

And Zhang Feng is more miserable, and the panda eyes on his face are now even more blue and red.

The clothes on his body are also tattered, as if he is asking for food, and he can make his debut on the overpass at any time.

You can definitely get promoted and raise your salary from now on, marry Bai Fumei, and become the pinnacle of your life as CEO.

There is definitely a suitable career for Zhang Feng at this moment!

But Zhang Guangwu, who was standing aside as if he was nothing, suddenly spoke:

"So, are you satisfied? His wounds are probably the same as you said yesterday, and if you say anything else, I'll make it up for you. ”

"Forehead ............"

Where is this like Zhang Feng's father, Zhang Feng will not buy something and give it away, it is still a cheap money that is broken by cash on delivery.

Zhang Yang was very skeptical, this encouraging tone was simply not enjoyable just now, and he wanted to do it again.

It's like what the cafeteria guy always says.

Big brother, is it enough, is it enough, and I will add some more to you?

Why don't I give you some more, come on, add more......

Zhang Yang looked at Zhang Guangwu strangely, and shook his head hesitantly:

"No, no, it's okay, it's okay. ”

"Hmm"

Hearing Zhang Yang's words, Zhang Guangwu didn't say anything, and turned around and left with Zhang Feng, who was paralyzed on the ground.

It's just that in the tone of those words, how can Zhang Yang hear a sense of melancholy of loss and regret in it, what is the situation?

Seeing the two leave, Zhang Yang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at Zhang Guangwu's fan-like slap of righteous annihilation, Zhang Yang felt a chill in his heart, for fear that he would not be able to help but come to himself for a moment, and he would be tragic.

I don't have Zhang Feng's aura of the protagonist who is 100% beaten and seriously injured if he is beaten.

Zhang Yang admits cowardice, well, very cowardly.

Seeing that the sky was also bright, Zhang Yang dispelled the idea of going back to sleep.

I went back to the house and washed my face, and in the process of washing, I looked at myself in the mirror and was secretly distressed.

You say, you are not only talented, handsome, and temperamental, how do you let other men live?

Your cousin bullied you that didn't want him, who made you so good.

Why are you so good at the same education?

What's more, just a talented person like you, the woman who goes on the street doesn't want to get you?

And if you can't get it, won't they be jealous and hate you?

Zhang Yang sighed and looked at his small room.

In the outside world, men are cruel and women are fierce, and here, perhaps, is their permanent range of activities.

Spit out the last mouthwash in his mouth, wiped his face and walked out of the room.

Spread your hands and hug.

This, perhaps, is the last wisp of freedom.

Maybe......

Stomp –

The little girl who passed by interrupted Zhang Yang's narcissistic thoughts, and when she saw Zhang Yang stretching out her arms, as if hugging herself, her eyes immediately widened, widened, and ran wildly as if she was running for her life, and she didn't care if her shoes fell off.

Forehead.

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, glanced left and right, well, okay, no one saw it.

As soon as he turned around, a group of older aunts stared intently at Zhang Yang and the girl who was far away.

Zhang Yang wanted to pretend that nothing had happened and walked back to the door.

However, the concubine can't do it.

He really couldn't do the thickness of Zhang Guangwu's cheek, so he had to be defeated.

Walk towards the money office in the depths of my mind.

I was already planning to go and get the money today!

How long has it been since the days of issuing monthly money, and I haven't caught my hair, his uncle, just kidding?

What if you take me as a Sunday? What about you? If you want to say that you missed it, you can do it.

Not only this time, but I haven't paid myself the previous monthly money, otherwise the unlucky guy wouldn't be that poor ghost.

I am also a dignified young master, I can't open the pot, how can I make a girl without money, buy a good car, bully people, eat and drink......

Ahem, it's just eating and drinking, that's all, I'm still a kid, and I don't know anything else.

didn't call Nie Xiaowu, and he didn't bring any subordinates, of course, Zhang Yang didn't bring it even if he wanted to.

Zhang Yang had a gloomy face and went straight to the account.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Zhang Yang saw dozens of people standing in the hall, lively and noisy, and full of people.

Some have bulging muscles, burly strong men.

There are also those who are weak, white-faced, and scarf-clad, all kinds of strange, and different.

The only thing that is the same is that everyone carries a small bag in their hand.

And the bookkeeper Mr. Feng Zhi sent the small bags full of silver coins one by one in front of everyone with a smile, and took the small bags handed by the other party by the way.

In the account room, although there are a lot of people, but because the house is not big, in fact, there are only a dozen people, and almost every day there are these few, and they are very familiar with each other.

For the sudden appearance of new faces, it is naturally very eye-catching.

Such a young hunter?

Most of them don't know Zhang Yang, a small transparent existence with a low sense of existence, of course, this does not include Feng Zhi.

Seeing Zhang Yang coming, Feng Zhi greeted him with a smile on his face, without the slightest indifference, disdain, or dislike that of these other people towards Zhang Yang.

Say hello to Zhang Yang with a smile on his face:

"Why, what kind of wind is blowing today, Young Master Zhang Yang, come on, come in, I'll just say, as soon as I went out today, I heard the cry of the happy bird, it turned out that you were coming." ”

Hearing Feng Zhi's words, everyone immediately knew that the person in front of them was the Zhang family master who was famous in Huoyun City.

Not a good name though.

Hearing this, someone immediately answered:

"What do you mean by a happy bird, aren't you talking about a gray chicken?"

When everyone heard this, they burst into laughter.

The gray chicken is a very common but scavenging bird that exudes a foul smell.

was blocked, Feng Zhi was not annoyed, and smiled at Zhang Yang lightly:

"Young Master Zhang Yang, don't care, we rough people don't speak with brains, but they have no malicious intentions"

"Yes, it's rough people, we people are rough everywhere!

"Hahahaha......"

There was another burst of laughter.

His words were interrupted again, Feng Zhi looked at them helplessly and smiled bitterly, indeed for people like them who exchange their lives for money and add blood to the tip of the knife, what truth do they dare not do?

Zhang Yang looked expressionlessly at the crowd laughing at himself and laughing maniacally, his brows furrowed.

Laughing at yourself as a 'waste'?

I don't know them all my life, why are they like this?

If you don't get the demon, no, wouldn't the celestial god system be bullied by their so-called 'no malice' for the rest of your life?

The corners of Zhang Yang's mouth showed a sneer, and said:

"It's funny to laugh at me, isn't it? yes, it's funny, I haven't awakened my talent at the age of fourteen, and I've cultivated Ming Jin, it's really a waste, the Zhang family has produced masterpieces from generation to generation, such as my father, such as the Zhang family's advocacy of Guangwu, hehe, a generation of Tianjiao that was once looked up to, and I am a waste, right, tiger father and dog?

yes, it's unbelievable, and I can't believe it.

So it's okay, laugh, laugh more, laugh at me, this Zhang family is the only person you dare to laugh at, and you may not have the opportunity to laugh in the future, so, laugh!"