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Yang Hongyu stood still. At this time, her intestines were blue, and she didn't provoke anyone today. I don't feel like I've done anything wrong. At first, Shen Lang and the full moon broke several bodyguards. She just found out about the reaction from the top of the company. Then a secret phone call was made to the Jiaolong special forces stationed on the island in the western suburb of Jiangling. She never thought that Dong Jing would take care of Shen Lang so much.

Dong Jing thought about it. She was also confused just now. Forget business: "I know Zhou Zhengyang. With your goods. Can you support him? What the hell is going on

Yang Hongyu did not dare to hide. This just told her that the captain of Zhou Zhengyang's team had a crush on Chu Wanjun. Drag Yang Hongyu to find a leisure time, we sit down and make friends.

Yang Hongyu is not in the entertainment industry, but she is familiar inside and outside. It's this kind of relationship that makes you so arrogant. He also became a middle-level cadre of the Department.

So tonight, I asked Chu Wanjun to come here, intending to lead a red line. Let her meet Zhou Zhengyang. As a result, this kind of thing happened to the company before Zhou Zhengyang came. Yang Hongyu was hit by the full moon. Add oil and vinegar and describe again by Zhou Zhengyang. Zhou Zhengyang was just about to come, so he brought someone with him.

That's all. Dong Jing is very angry at all. No wonder Zhou Zhengyang doesn't have the time to mind his own business. It turns out that it's Yang Hongyu who's confused and agitated for right and wrong. Inside information. She doesn't need to say that again. Dong Jing knows something.

"Don't think today is over. I can accommodate you if I plan to go back. I'm afraid some people will not like you. "

"Mr. Dong, I..."

"Where is Chu Wanjun?" Dong Jing asked.

"It's in the jingdexuan teahouse on the eighth floor." Yang Hongyu thought that Zhou Zhengyang had come, and she would take vigorous measures to solve the storm. Then she would make an appointment for them.

Dong Jing snorted, thinking that he would not stop for a while. Zhou Zhengyang had already made a concession just now, and it would be inappropriate if he could not face it again. However, the headache is that uncle Shen is not a good master.

Dong Jing sent Yang Hongyu away. Then she entered the elevator. The atmosphere in the elevator was not very friendly. Dong Jing knows the reason, but they don't know that Dong Jing already knows.

It's true that today's event is not big, not even one person was injured. However, it's not a matter of Jinyu's life for the two men to compete. They are subordinate to two different special forces. The strength of the black leopard is superior to that of Jiaolong. Zhou Zhengyang, a young and energetic man, certainly doesn't agree.

The elevator stops on the eighth floor with a Ding Dong sound. Two guests bow to welcome the guests. When they arrive at the VIP tea room, Chu Wanjun is not there. Zhou Zhengyang asked Yang Hongyu through the walkie talkie on his desk. Didn't he say that he would have a cup of tea together? What about the people?

Yang Hongyu is in trouble tonight. She doesn't dare to destroy the atmosphere. She calls Chu Wanjun immediately. Then she knows that she has gone to Yansha opposite to buy shoes and is ready to pay the bill.

Yang Hongyu welcomed Chu Wanjun and said, "Oh, my good sister, I'm in trouble today. I'll be able to speak a few words and help me. After that, my sister will naturally thank you, not to mention shoes. If you want anything, you can go to Yansha to buy it. Just brush my card horizontally and vertically. "

Chu Wanjun's evening is also a bad day. Yang Hongyu has invited her to tea for a long time. Of course, she knows the meaning of it, but she can't give up face. Coming to Jinyu world is just a passing. I didn't expect to meet Nana here, but I was delayed on the sofa by the full moon in the mountains, and the heels of my high heels sprained off.

Yang Hongyu highly praised Chu Wanjun. At this time, the atmosphere in the teahouse could be heard even if a needle fell from the ground.

Zhou Zhengyang held Jin maisui's sword and glanced at Chu Wanjun: "Miss Chu, please sit here."

Chu Wanjun can see that these are all ancestors in the teahouse. He says that they are his own fans. Who has ever been a star? He wants to make friends after drinking a cup of tea. He doesn't know what kind of ghost he wants to make.

However, Chu Wanjun still stood up. He did make an appointment with Yang Hongyu several times, not to mention being an ancestor. Even if he was an ordinary movie fan, it was normal for him to have a cup of tea with his fans. Next time, he would have an excuse to refuse, and the other side would know that he didn't have this idea.

"Be honest." Shen Lang said lightly.

"Come here!" Zhou Zhengyang said.

"Stay." Every word in the waves.

"Come here, I don't want to repeat it."

"Stay here. I'll see what he does to you."

Dong Jing gave a slap in the face and said with a smile: "I say you two are handsome. Are you ashamed? In my opinion, ha ha, Miss Chu, no one will listen to us. Let's sit over there and drink tea, and let them be dogs. "

On this occasion, Chu Wanjun, even a public figure, can't say anything. On the contrary, Dong Jing is very handy in dealing with it, and no one is offended.

Seeing this, Zhou Zhengyang threw his sword on the table and said, "I have something to do this week. I guess I won't have a free time next week. Well, I really don't dare to fool around in the face of sister Dong today. Your movie premiered in early June. Would you please let me see a movie?"

"I'm afraid there's no time for this. No one can watch Wanjun's movie. We'll go abroad to play later. We just missed the premiere. Let's watch it by ourselves, team Zhou." Shen Lang sneered.Zhou Zhengyang snorted, got up from the belt holster and took out an old-fashioned mailin pistol, desert eagle. This is an extremely rare but highly lethal revolver. It only carries five bullets, and even the bullet proof vest can pierce through. When shooting, turn the wheel so that the single nest where the bullet is facing the barrel.

Zhou Zhengyang tilted his eyes to Shen Lang and said: "Shen Lang, I don't want to bet my life with you."

"One rotten life, I will accompany you to the end." Shen Lang said with a smile.

Zhou Zhengyang pouted and turned around. Four of the five bullets fell to the ground, Ding Ding Ding. The bullets were heavy and fell on the marble floor, making a clear and pleasant sound.

Zhou Zhengyang left only one bullet in the nest. He buckled the runner and gently moved the runner with his left hand. Among the five nests, he did not know which one had that bullet.

"You're the guest. I'll come first." Zhou Zhengyang took a deep breath, pointed the gun barrel at his chest, snapped, pulled the trigger, empty.

Zhou Zhengyang burst out laughing: "it seems that I am lucky, or take advantage."

"Zizi It's not cheap. In the words of a friend of mine, it's all in line with probability. It's not a quarter and a third probability relationship. The probability of being shot is one in five. "

With that, Shen Lang snapped a shot and it was still empty.

At this time, there are three opportunities, three bullet nest do not know where the only bullet.

With no hesitation, he pulled the trigger and clenched his fist again.

There are two more chances, that is to say, either Shen Lang was shot or the last bullet was left to Zhou Zhengyang.