His entertainment life

Zhang Aoyang saw several familiar faces. The one with scar on his face didn't push me to the roof a few days ago? Instead of being afraid, Zhang Aoyang waved to his grandson and said, "do you still know me?"

How dare you say you know him? Can see Zhang Aoyang this person, he feels all over uncomfortable! The feeling of nervous disorder seems that at this moment, he wants to do nothing but go to the toilet!

Look at the gang again. Aren't these swordsmen making trouble in the hospital?

Zhang Aoyang laughed, "Mr. Hao, are you using all the people in your hometown?" Mr. Hao is no longer taboo, angry issued orders. "If anyone can chop Zhang Aoyang to death today! Three generations of this man's descendants don't have to worry any more! " People listen, good big temptation! It is well known that Mr. Hao once killed people, but we don't know how to deal with it. So they are not afraid to kill Zhang Aoyang!

At this moment, only miss Yi Lian stands alone in the distance, the whole person has been scared silly. Although she is an Asian model who enjoys international reputation, she plans her way to the mall. But that's not the world. Even if it is a river's Lake, it is definitely not a bloody River's lake.

Zhang Aoyang stood opposite her, but she felt that the distance was really far away. I can't reach it. I don't even know if I can see you again in the next moment! Tears came into her eyes. I don't know which moment will be the last time to see Zhang Aoyang.

Zhang Aoyang stood opposite her and silently raised a cigarette. Murmuring: "it seems that this time, I can't escape..." Mr. Hao showed a poisonous smile at the corner of his mouth. The blood oozing from his gums mixed in his vicious laughter, which was very terrible.

But Zhang Aoyang is very relieved, looking at the opposite wearing glass group sexy Miss Yi Lian, only asked: "Miss Yi Lian, are you afraid?" Miss Yi Lian's eyes unconsciously shed tears, but she was shaking her head. Just because she doesn't want to give Zhang Aoyang a psychological burden.

Zhang Aoyang understand, but also self comfort: "not afraid of good." Cigarette butts burn longer and longer.

As soon as the axe is bright, it swings on Zhang Aoyang's right face. What a beautiful knife and axe. Should it be sharp? More than one hundred identical knives and axes, are they infinitely sharp?

The reason why the swordsmen didn't move was because Zhang Aoyang had the ability to know the root and the bottom. If Zhang Aoyang doesn't move, they will never move. If you can procrastinate, you can endure.

Mr. Hao held his breath, but suddenly he heard Zhang Aoyang calling Miss Yi Lian, who was far away. "Miss Yi Lian, did you bring any precious jewelry at the last dance?" Mr. Hao frowned, and Wang Siku was even more surprised.

What's the point of asking such a retarded question?

Miss Yi Lian's intense and affectionate feeling was suddenly asked, but now that she's here, she'd like Zhang Aoyang to ask her more questions. She quickly grasped and rubbed the thin fingers under the thin white gauze, and responded: "last time I came to the dance in a hurry, I only brought a three carat diamond ring."

Zhang Aoyang took a cigarette and muttered: "only three carats?" Miss Yi Lian nodded. The world didn't know what she meant.

Zhang Aoyang then said, "can you give it to me?" Miss Yi Lian was suddenly stunned. The diamond ring had been put on her ring finger. Although she is still single, it is the most precious thing given to her by a deceased person. She hesitated, but the late man left her forever. Now the man in front of her is the one she cherishes most in her life. She didn't even think about it. Her ring finger was cut several times, but she quickly took off the ring and threw it to Zhang Aoyang.

"Go on!" Zhang Aoyang's eyes were quick and quick. At the moment when he vomited his cigarette end, he caught the small diamond ring at the same time.

Shua!

At this point wearing on his ring finger, Yi Lian Miss suddenly had a bad premonition.

The late man put the ring on his ring finger, but Zhang Aoyang imitated the late man and put the ring finger on his hand.

This... This...

Zhang Aoyang, please! You can't have an accident! Zhang Aoyang, I beg you...

Yi Lian's heart beat violently, but Johnson and Johnson suppressed this extremely difficult sadness. Zhang Aoyang looked at the bright diamond ring on his ring finger and gave him a deep kiss. Then, the diamond ring blade side should face a hundred swordsmen.

Mr. Hao's smile must be a fork in the air! "Ha ha ha! Zhang Aoyang? Do you want to use this diamond ring to declare war on my hundred swordsmen? " When he said that, the swordsmen behind all laughed.

Diamond ring and axe, is that a unit of weight? Have you ever seen a man fighting with a diamond ring? With the axe? It's so funny!

People laugh at me for being too crazy. I laugh at others for not seeing through. Zhang Aoyang also caters to their smile, but there is a word of sympathy left.

All of a sudden, Zhang Aoyang and other people crowded into the hall. The bleak axe light, set off by Bin's white light, looks even paler.

Blood, blood, still blood!

Zhang Aoyang waved the tiny diamond ring on his right hand and kept it alone in the light of the axe. His body was covered with their blood."Thirty five, thirty-six, thirty-seven!" In less than three minutes, this was Zhang Aoyang's 37th voice. No one thought that such a small diamond ring, only a little sharp, could be rifled. Black figure one after another fell to the ground, the same left atrium, was marked with a deep mark.

Miss Yi Lian's eyes were wide open. One third of the swordsmen were knocked to the ground by Zhang Aoyang's incredible angle and could not stand up any more.

"Fifty five, fifty-six, fifty-seven!" Countless voices, bloody! Mr. Hao saw fewer and fewer swordsmen in front of him, and his heart was about to jump to his throat. Is this human? Who the hell is this? Is this something that people can do? Zhang Aoyang! You are not human!

"Seventy four, seventy-five, seventy-six!" The body method is sharp, where you go, there is no grass. So light, a Mo black coat was straight out of a big hole. Either he was stunned, or he couldn't stand up again because of the pain, and compromised Zhang Aoyang.

"Zhang Aoyang... Zhang Aoyang..." Miss Yi Lian clenched her hands and put them in front of her mouth. Worried about the appearance of crying in this blood rain hurt his eyes, but Zhang Aoyang more brave, did not see a trace of fatigue. It's going to go from the east end of the house to the west end!

Mr. Hao was so scared that he ran to the corner of the net. There were more than twenty swordsmen left in the room. Blood has been stained with Zhang Aoyang's mind!