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Chapter 841: Shuangxin of Virtue and Art with a Bearded Beard!

Faced with such gentle respect, Nomad's mood couldn't get any better.

How do you want to die?

How does Nomad answer this question?

He never thought of the word 'death' at all.

Of course, he also knows that people are mortal after all.He knew better that his life span would not be too long.However, that would have to be done after killing Tang Zhong——he couldn't die in front of Tang Zhong.

Based on what he knows about Tang Zhong, if he dies and is buried, this kid will definitely send red roses and blue enchantresses to his grave, and then laugh and celebrate for three days----it is so inhumane that it is horrific The point.

"Tang Lie, you------" You Mu's forehead was throbbing with veins, and that ugly face became even more ferocious and distorted.

"Be serious, let's discuss the problem." The bearded man looked at him seriously, persuading him.

"I kill you."

Nomad wanted to jump up from the wheelchair, put his hands on the wheelchair, and as soon as he stood upright, he fell forward.

Fortunately, there were two bodyguards in black with sharp eyes and quick hands, who supported his body in time.Otherwise, he will definitely be smashed into a dog and eat shit.

"Nomad." Youyan's snow-white and fat face turned blue again.Instead of attacking the aggressive bearded man, he turned and scolded his grandson.

A person with a firm mind must have the ability to face the collapse of Mount Tai without changing his face.Nomad's performance disappointed him.

Compared with driving out an enemy, Sun Tzu's personal development and mental maturity are what he values ​​most.

Nomad was pressed on the wheelchair by the bodyguard, preventing him from jumping up again.

"Damn it." He slapped himself on the knee and cursed angrily.

Disabled!

Lame!

He walks so strangely!

can't stand up -----

why?

why?

From childhood to adulthood, such words and words have never been separated from him.

Why should he bear these?

The bearded man glanced at him and said, "Even if you stand up, you can't beat me."

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You Dulu couldn't take it anymore.

It is said that a person needs a face, a tree, a puppy, and a flowered coat. Youjia is a famous family, and he has a head and a face.

Even if the old man Jiang Liren came, he would not dare to go crazy like this in Youjia.

However, this Tang Lie dared to say anything and do anything.

The eldest is in politics, the second is in business, and only Youdulu is mediocre and stays in the old house to accompany the old man.

Mediocre does not mean stupid.

Being mediocre does not mean that he will allow his family and father to be bullied.

Besides, his mediocrity is only for the other two brothers.

He pushed away the black-clothed bodyguard standing in front of him, looked at the bearded man coldly and said, "Tell me your true background."

"Ask for justice." The bearded man said.

"Everyone is not a fool. Since you brought that whore to my Youjia, it proves that you want to be private - what? Dare to do it but dare not be it?"

"Private?" The bearded man frowned. "I want justice, not money. My son's life cannot be bought with money."

"You Du Lu, what do you want to do?" You Duo yelled sharply. "Do you want to accept his blackmail? Are you still from my Youjia? Do you have any backbone? No. I will never agree. Even if I die, I will not let my Youjia descendants be killed by others Extortion. If you dare to agree to him, you can step over my 200-pound meat."

The bearded man looked at Youyan, hesitant to speak.

After a long time, he still couldn't help but said: "Actually, I don't want to do this, but you said several times that you weigh more than 200 catties——do you have three hundred and five?"

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Quiet.

The audience was deadly quiet.

The bodyguards stared at the bearded man with wide eyes, You Mu stared at the bearded man with wide eyes, and You Dulu stared at his father with wide eyes----suddenly realized that he had made a strategic mistake, and quickly shifted his gaze away On the body of the bearded man.

The fat on You Yan's face was pumping out, as if he was doing face-lifting exercises.

"Yellow-haired boy, how dare you deceive others." You Yan slapped the tea table in front of him, and said in a hateful voice, "Call the police. See off the guests."

The bearded man took the initiative to stand up and said, "You attempted to kill my son. I will not make such a mistake."

The bearded man looked at Nomad and said: "You want to kill Tang Zhong, I want to kill you. If you kill Tang Zhong, we have no evidence, and if I kill you, no one will find evidence. Do you think this is fair?"

Nomad was silent.

He looked into the bearded man's bright eyes, and he could see his own shadow in them, small, dark, paralyzed—

"Do you think it's fair?" the bearded man asked again.

"Fair." Nomad said.

He suddenly grinned.Very happy look, very wild voice.

"Very fair." Nomad said. "The winner is the king and the loser is Kou. Whoever wins and who loses, who lives and who dies, there is nothing to complain about. Come, I am ready."

This time, it was the bearded man's turn to be silent.

"You're good." The bearded man said.

"You're not bad, either," Nomad said.

The bearded man looked at You Yan and said, "It's a pity to die for such a good grandson."

When you're done, turn around and leave.

Lei Zhen's boots slammed into the ground, and the red bricks under his feet turned into a puddle of red foam.

The students brought out by the beards all have the habit of destroying other people's furniture and houses?

All the bodyguards in black looked at each other, only then did they realize that what the guy said just now was true—maybe, all of them, multiplied by 2, are still no match for this man who seems to be just a follower of that guy.

These people—who the hell are they?

Although they dare not say it out loud, many of these bodyguards in black have already begun to worry about You Jia.They seem to have gotten into trouble this time.

"That's all?" Lei Zhen quickly walked a few steps to keep up with the bearded man, and asked in a low voice.

Although the instructor didn't say it clearly, he knew very well that they came here to fight for their interests-if they just wanted to kill Tang Zhong to avenge Tang Zhong, would it be necessary to go to Jinxi to negotiate with others?Wouldn't it be enough to get things done in a sneaky way?

Who wants to say hello to the family of the deceased before killing someone?

However, since they came here for profit, why did the instructor refuse other people's selfishness?

"Walk one step, listen one step." The bearded man said.

Take one step and listen one step, what does this mean?Lei Zhen didn't understand.He felt that his IQ was obviously not enough.

I haven't seen you for many years, how did the instructor become such a Taoist?

"Why are you stomping?" asked the bearded man.

Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, he heard all the tricks that Lei Zhen made behind his back.

"Seeing my elder brother perform tricks, my hands also itch." Lei Zhen said embarrassedly.

"Then you should do it."

"There is no place to shoot. I have to stomp my feet."

The bearded man and Lei Zhen were in front, and Li Se followed cautiously. When the three of them were about to reach the gate of the manor, a familiar voice sounded behind them: "Tang Lie, wait a minute."

"Did you hear that?" said the bearded man.

"I heard." Lei Zhen understood.Only now did he understand what the instructor meant by asking him to walk and listen.It turned out that he had calculated that others would catch up, so he asked him to listen to the sound while walking.

"Talking now, the atmosphere will be more harmonious." The bearded man said.

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Stranded on the beach, the sun is shining very warmly, but it feels cold, turning in the eye sockets, looking up to look at the sky, and found that the sight has been blurred. To end this two-person adventure, the ending is goodbye----

"Stop." Ye Qingyang made a pause gesture.

He walked up to the three members of the Butterfly Group who were auditioning, and said, "Hui Yin, your voice is too high. Press, keep pressing down. Don't be too prominent."

Lin Huiyin nodded, but did not speak.

"Zhang Hepburn, your voice is very good, but your expression is not enough----"

"Not enough expression?" Zhang Hepburn glanced around and said, "It's just an audition, not an MV."

"This is a sad song. You are always smiling, how can you understand the artistic conception of the lyrics? How can you put yourself into the plot? Be sad and empathize. Understand?"

"Okay. I'll try." Zhang Hepburn nodded.In the face of such serious matters, Zhang Heben is still very responsible.

Ye Qingyang looked at Tang Zhong appreciatively, and said: "Tang Zhong's performance is very good. He has been working hard to bond the voices of the two of you together. But you are both too independent to notice his efforts--- -However, this is the voice of three people, the matter of three people, no matter how hard one person works, it will not work."

"Thank you." Tang Zhong said with a smile.

Although there was some friction with Ye Qingyang when they first met, but after getting along with him, I feel that he is still very nice.

Moreover, this "Missed" is the first song he produced for the new album of the Butterfly Group, and he wrote the lyrics and arranged the music himself.In such a short period of time, they can make such progress, which proves that he really worked hard.

"Take a break." Ye Qingyang said.

Lin Huiyin went to drink water, Zhang Heben ran to eat fruit, Ye Qingyang threw a bottle of water to Tang Zhong, and asked with a smile: "Tang Zhong, have you not received professional vocal training?"

"No." Tang Zhong said.

"Then how did you develop your voice?" Ye Qingyang asked curiously.

"My dad taught me." Tang Zhong said.In order to practice lung capacity, the bearded man forced him to go to the back mountain and yell. Is this considered voice practice?

"Your father is also a musician?" Ye Qingyang looked at Tang Zhong in surprise.I didn't see that Tang Zhong's father was a musician in Tang Zhong's information.Instead, I read the entertainment news some time ago, saying that his father works in a prison.

"No, he is the warden of the prison." Tang Zhong said. "However, he likes music. He sings when he is free, when he is working, when he is walking, when he is taking a bath, and when he is sleeping. He also often sings and plays the erhu for the prisoners when they work collectively--- -"

Ye Qingyang listened in awe, and said: "The combination of virtue and art. This is the combination of virtue and art."

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