Entertainment World Game System

At this moment, Wang Zheng finally came to the downstairs of the community where Tangtang lived.

And just as he stopped the little sheep, he saw several people suddenly walk out of the building.

These people are all fierce-looking, and at first glance they are gangsters.

And looking at their goal, it seems to be themselves.

"Oh, that fat woman is really impressive." Wang Zheng sneered in his heart, already guessing the origin of this group of people.

"You're the one who beat Sister Yan?" A big, bald-headed, burly-looking man walked over with his head tilted.

Wang Zheng glanced at the other party and said with a look like a neurotic: "You have a problem with your neck? What are you doing with your head tilted? Do you think it's very lame? Don't you know it's very naive?"

In fact, Wang Zheng didn't know that some people who always thought they were very dangling liked to tilt their heads, thinking that this would make them particularly charismatic and arrogant.

When the bald head heard the words, he was immediately angry: "I'll rub you a little bastard, dare to say that Brother Tie is naive, I think you are courting death!"

Saying that, the big bald head suddenly pulled out a water pipe from behind and smashed it at Wang Zheng's head!

Wang Zheng's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he reached out and grabbed it.

No, it was pinched to be precise!

Yes, he just held it between his thumb and forefinger!

The expression on the big bald head suddenly froze, and some of the younger brothers who followed him also widened their eyes in astonishment.

What the hell!

real or fake?

This guy actually pinched the smashed downspout with only two fingers?

However, his surprise was only just beginning.

The next second, they saw Wang Zheng turn his wrist, and the front end of the downpipe was forcibly bent by Wang Zheng.

Big bald head: "..."

Other punks: "..."

At this moment, all of them were dumbfounded. Is this special still human?Did it bend directly?I rely on ah!Sister Yan, what kind of character did she provoke?

The big bald head was sweating at the moment, and he regretted coming here.

"What did you just say? I'm courting death?" Wang Zheng spoke lightly at this time, his words full of sarcasm.

"No, no, I was joking just now." The big bald head quickly turned his head into a rattle, joking, how could he dare not admit to such a fierce guy?

"It doesn't sound like a joke to me." Wang Zheng laughed playfully.

"Brother, I was wrong, I'm sorry, let's go now, let's go now." The big bald head's eyelids twitched, and he instinctively felt that something was wrong. He quickly apologized and prepared to leave.

It's a pity, just as he was about to step back with one foot, he was grabbed by Wang Zheng, and he picked it up like a chicken, "Did I let you go?"

"Brother, what do you think?" The big bald head was about to cry. He weighed more than two hundred pounds, but Wang Zheng lifted him up with one hand. How strong is this?If one punched him, would he still not die?

"It's very simple, from now on, you people will squat down for me to form a circle and start playing black and white, guessing that a few people will be slapped by a large number of people." Wang Zheng said indifferently: "Okay, Let's start now, if you don't start, then I'll give each of you a slap in the face."

Hearing this, the big bald head and the others all showed mourning expressions on their faces, but Wang Zheng was standing there, none of them wanted to be beaten by him, so after looking at each other a few times, they honestly formed a circle. Circle, squat down and start playing with black and white.

Seeing that they were very cooperative, Wang Zheng ignored them. Instead, he took out his mobile phone, logged into WeChat, and sent a voice message to Tangtang: "I'm already downstairs, come to the balcony and show it to you. An interesting thing."

Chapter [-] Magic

Tangtang quickly received the voice message from Wang Zheng.

After listening to this, the expression on her face first slammed, and then she became a little nervous.

For nothing else, she was worried that Wang Zheng would be beaten down by the man called by the fat woman downstairs, so she hurried to the balcony and stuck her head out to look down.

The house she rented is on the second floor, and you can see the following as long as you look down.

And when she saw several people squatting on the ground in a circle, where to play with black and white, and the loser would be slapped by his companions, she was a little stunned.

Especially Wang Zheng pointed at a bastard with dyed red hair at this time: "Do you want to eat shit? Is that called slapping the face? Why do you hit so lightly? Or do you have an affair with this dead bald head?"

Hong Mao's face was bitter, and he was about to cry.

In the round just now, the big bald head lost, and he was going to be slapped, but how dare the red hair?That's his boss!If you really fan it, will you still be able to mix in the future?

It was the big bald head who was also about to cry. He hated this red hair in his heart.

Not because he was afraid of being slapped in the face by the red hair, but because he was afraid that Wang Zheng would come to demonstrate, so wouldn't he be slapped for nothing?

Sure enough, sometimes what you are afraid of will come.

Seeing that the red hair didn't dare to make a move, Wang Zheng lifted the corner of his mouth and took two steps forward to the big bald head: "It's beautiful, so I'll do it like this!"

Snapped!

Wang Zheng slapped the bald-headed face with a slap, and slapped him to the ground, his left cheek suddenly swollen.

The big bald head was slapped with gold stars, and he almost fainted.

But he didn't dare to faint, for fear that Wang Zheng would think he was pretending to be faint, and then beat himself up again.

So he hurriedly shook his head, ignoring the younger brother beating himself, and hurriedly shouted to the red-haired man, "You're beating so fast! Are you looking for a beating? You want me to continue to be beaten, right?"