Super Red Queen System

This year is the high-tech market, and black technology is the primary productive force. On the other hand, Zhao Yiming is Liu Yang's god. Although he has already been called brothers and sisters with Shenming, he still needs to distinguish between the primary and the secondary.

For example, one time two brothers fell in love with a girl at the same time in a nightclub, Liu Yang was about to give way to Zhao Yiming. Who made Zhao Yiming his god?But now that Shenming has fallen, and having the opportunity to step on Shenming a few feet, Liu Yang is naturally happy.

"Hmph, Liu Yang, don't be proud of you as a scumbag, your old man is not righteous, and will be retributed sooner or later. You are not a good thing as a little thorn." Zhao Yiming roared angrily, and his enemies were extremely jealous when they met.

"Hey, this young man is so proud, why do you bite me! Hahaha, come and see, do you still know her?" Liu Yang smiled.

Zhao Yiming subconsciously looked at the woman dressed in the front passenger seat that looked like turbulent waves, gritted his teeth and said: "It's you! Humph, Liu Yang, you are only worthy of dating the woman I have seen!..."

It turns out that the beautiful woman in the co-pilot seat was Zhao Yiming and Liu Yang who met the beautiful woman in the nightclub the other day, but Zhao Yiming was still a goddess at the time, and Liu Yang naturally wanted to let Zhao Yiming.However, now the god Ming has fallen, desperately impoverished, and naturally has to abdicate and become virtuous.

"Oh, Zhao Yiming, don't say that. I have high hands and low eyes. That's right, but people who don't have money can't get my favor, right? Now it's a money society, and it's impossible to have a girlfriend without money. "The beauty in the co-pilot seat said softly.

"Haha, that's right, let's go find a big hotel and have fun, set up a large table of delicious and delicious drinks! Hahaha! Let Zhao Yiming play alone on the street." said After that, Liu Yang patted the beautiful woman's hand, started the BMW, and left a stray car exhaust to the fallen god.

"Damn, if you run fast, or you must let you know why the flowers are so red." Zhao Yiming liked sports when he was a child, has a great body, and has practiced some Sanda!Taekwondo and the like, four or five like Liu Yang are no problem.

Zhao Yiming was upset, dragging heavy steps on the way home, kicking at the bottle on the side of the road, the bottle swishing across an elegant arc, flying through the woods, and then he heard a cry of pain , It seems that one person was hit...

"Fuck me! Who hit me on the head, get bored! Bring that guy over to Ben Shao!" the man yelled angrily.

"Yes, Uncle Wang!" said several sturdy men.Then he ran towards the other side of the forest.

"You threw it, didn't you? Uncle Wang let you over, come with us!" Zhao Yiming just wanted to leave, and several tall men walked over and said to him with their heads high and arrogant.

Zhao Yiming was taken aback for a moment. The so-called Uncle Wang should be one of the underground forces in City A. Wang Tianba's only son, Wang Dali, was he the one who hit him just now?

"What's going on, hurry up!" Seeing Zhao Yiming in a daze, one of the big guys pushed him dissatisfied.

"Okay, I'm going with you." Zhao Yiming nodded as if only convincingly, and followed behind several tall men.

In the small forest, a feminine man with long hair covered his head with his hands and stood with his back facing Zhao Yiming. The big guys who sandwiched Zhao Yiming in between said respectfully to him: "Master Wang, we will smash you. The kid brought it."

The long-haired man slowly turned around, his eyes were slightly sharp, and there was a bit of arrogance between his eyebrows. Suddenly, a hint of playfulness appeared on the corner of his mouth. He stretched out his index and hooked Zhao Yiming: "Boy, you threw something at me. Is it?"

Zhao Yiming smiled bitterly: "I'm sorry! I didn't mean it."

"Not on purpose, huh! Slap yourself a few times before we talk."

Hearing this, Zhao Yiming's face changed slightly, and a trace of chill flashed in his eyes. He has always been a low-key person, which does not mean that he can be bullied.

"This big brother, I didn't mean it, did you do it too much?"

"What about being too much?" Wang Dali scorned his lips: "Just like you, this uncle can slap a lot with one finger. I slapped a few times just now. Now, this uncle has changed his mind and kneels. Ten slaps are a punishment for you to talk back."

Zhao Yiming stood there and didn't move, but his eyes flashed with irritation. This person was simply deceiving people too much.Although it hit you, it wasn't intentional. Didn't I apologize too?

"Damn, Uncle Wang told you to kneel down, and still stand up!" The man who was a bodyguard of the so-called Uncle Wang cursed and kicked Zhao Yiming's calf, intending to kick him to the ground.

Fed up!Worry more!

Zhao Yiming got angry and took a step forward, avoiding the opponent's attack, staring at him coldly: "Don't push me!"

"Yeah! You dare to hide, you're pretty fat!" The bodyguard said playfully, and rushed to Zhao Yiming, raising his hand and slapped it over.

Wang Dali covered his head vigorously with his hands, and watched this scene grinningly. Several of his fellow men are all good at fighting. Since the kid is ignorant, let him suffer more.

Several other big men also stood there and did not move. In their opinion, one person is more than enough to deal with that kid.

Seeing that the palm of the big man was about to fall on Zhao Yiming's cheek, suddenly, Zhao Yiming took a step back, avoiding the palm of the big man, and then he slapped a slap neatly and hit the other's cheek.

"Snapped!"

A crisp and clean slap sounded, and then I saw the big man staggering back a few steps, staring at Zhao Yiming with incredulous eyes. He did not expect that Zhao Yiming not only dared to fight back, but also gave him a slap.

The fiery pain on his cheek made him annoyed and annoyed, and his eyes flushed faintly: "Miss, I want to kill you!"

So, the big bodyguard roared, rushed to Zhao Yiming again, waved his right arm, and went straight to Zhao Yiming's cheek.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Yiming narrowed his eyes and kicked out abruptly.

"boom!"

The bodyguard man who was kicked in the lower abdomen flew to the sound and fell a few meters away.

"Waste, you can't clean up even the poor, one of you will go together!" Wang Dali shouted coldly.

Several other big bodyguards helped the big guy up, stared at Zhao Yiming with an unkind expression, and then rushed towards him back and forth.

A few punches still hit Zhao Yiming's cheek, but the other kicks viciously kicked between his legs.

"court death!"

Zhao Yiming drank softly, flew out, and went straight to the group of people, his two arms flew out like two whips.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two of the big men who were hit by his arm in the chest staggered back, then fell to the ground, stroking their chests, feeling a little breathless, looking at Zhao Yiming's eyes a little more fearful.

Zhao Yiming turned his head, staring coldly at the other two big men and the uncle Wang who looked slightly panicked, and walked towards them.

"You stop, don't come over!" Wang Dali shouted.

However, Zhao Yiming ignored it. Then, he walked to the other two big men and shot them like electricity. In an instant, the other two big men also lost their combat effectiveness and watched Zhao Yiming walk towards his uncle Wang with more awe.Zhao Yiming reached out and grabbed Wang Dali's neck, and slapped Wang Dali's face violently.

Letting go of Wang Dali, Zhao Yiming withdrew two steps, staring at him and asking, "Say, do I still need to kneel?"

To be continued...