Male God Is Always Targeted

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Before he could finish speaking, he was kicked out.

Shao Yan stood at the door with a gloomy face, staring coldly at the person who fell to the ground and curled up into a ball.

A chilling expression.

"What are you, dare to slander Boss Luo."

His boss Luo's voice is so attractive.

It's completely different from the disgusting one inside.

This thing dares to deduct a hat on his boss Luo without knowing it.

Want to ruin his reputation?

court death.

The man couldn't think of anything.

It will be so.

Struggling to get up, panting heavily and looking at the terrifying handsome man who was walking towards him step by step.

The body began to tremble.

The voice couldn't help but tremble.

"Big, big handsome, big handsome, calm down, calm down, I'm not, I just don't want you to misunderstand, really."

It seems to him that this is the way to go.

Obviously the man was dirty.

How could the commander still turn to him?

Is it the face of a man?

Think of this.

The man thought he had found the key.

He hurriedly continued: "You are so good, Master Luo, Boss Luo must like you the most."

"Maybe Boss Luo is just confused for a while, not sincere, you... ah."

A kick in the chest.

The man felt it was difficult to breathe.

Shao Yan didn't let him go and stepped on it again.

Brutally crushed his chest.

A tiny amount of oxygen flows in from the chest cavity.

The whole person couldn't help but open his mouth wide and his tongue came out.

Like a dying dog.

There were a group of people in the surrounding troupe, but no one stepped forward to speak for the man.

Not to mention that the big handsome is very angry at the moment.

It's just that at this time, he kept talking about Boss Luo.

Obviously, it is to block the boss Luo.

Even if it was Boss Luo inside, it would not be anyone's turn to say anything.

"Ah~"

A very recognizable low growl came from the room.

Immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Shao Yan also turned his head back.

Look at the closed door.

The violence on him is even worse.

‘bang’

"what!"

He was kicked again, and the man felt that his bones were broken.

Lying on the ground, unable to move.

Shao Yan looked down at the person whose face was in pain, and his voice could not tell the emotion: "Say, who ordered you to come."

He is not stupid.

For such a good show, no one is behind the scenes.

What a coincidence.

The man finally gasped for two breaths, and his face suddenly became frightened.

Ignoring the pain in my body, I quickly shook my head.

"I don't understand what the marshal is saying. No one instructs me. I'm a member of the troupe."

This seems normal.

But there are real troupe people. But no matter how you hear it, it doesn't feel right.

"Is there such a person in our troupe?"

"I'm not impressed, how about you?"

"I do not have either."

"Although there are a lot of people in our troupe, and sometimes borrowed from other troupes, I don't seem to have seen this one."

Not a small whisper.

It was passed into Shao Yan's ears, and also into the ears of people on the ground.

He was sweating profusely from the pain, and now he was sweating like rain.

Spicy eyes hurt.

The panic is indescribable.

The young marshal clearly said that he only needs to greet the next person when the time comes.

Why are these people so savvy.

Originally it was the best disguise.

But in front of him, it has also become a fatal point.

You have nothing to remember, and naturally no one believes you.

"Master, master, I'm really from the troupe, I've just been arranging the props and stage, so everyone may not be very familiar with me."

Shao Yan sneered.

He glanced coldly at him.

Turn around and walk towards the door.

Stop a step away.

Extend your feet.