Metropolis: Attack, Fat House

"Sister Qing Zhu, take one."

At night, at the barbecue stall, Xiao Yao held a glass of beer and toasted Ye Qingzhu, "If we were not for you, our country and society would still be in trouble. I can't represent others, but I can represent myself and respect you. !"

"Ha ha."

Ye Qingzhu chuckled lightly, picked up the wine glass, and drank in one gulp.

The boldness in the sassyness made Xiao Yao's eyes straight.

Do not know why.

He found that he kind of liked Ye Qingzhu like this.

Don't pretend, don't pretend, it's much better than many girls who always like to whisper.

Without extra thoughts, the two of them enjoyed eating, drinking, and chatting.

only.

This pleasure soon became unpleasant.

A person wearing a headgear, unable to see his appearance, only showing a pair of eyes and mouth, appeared behind Ye Qingzhu.

He also held a gun in his hand and pressed it against Ye Qingzhu's head.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yao was dumbfounded, his heart beating wildly, his lower abdomen twitched instantly, almost scared to urinate.

Because this scene is not watching a movie.

As a normal person, his reaction is also normal.

Because it is an open-air barbecue.

When the people around saw a person pointing a gun at a beautiful woman, they immediately caused bursts of screams and exclaims.

People fled in panic.

That's a gun.

Even human beings are curious by nature and like to watch the excitement.

How dare you to watch the gunfight?

Xiao Yao actually wants to run.

But his legs were really trembling, and they were a little soft, and he couldn't even stand up.

"Officer Ye, finally let me find it's time for you to be alone."

The masked man's voice was sorrowful, and he said coldly: "Let's go, let's settle our accounts."

"good."

Surprisingly, Ye Qingzhu's face was always dull and numb except for a slight change at the beginning.

"Children, and you."

The masked man looked at Xiao Yao and spoke coldly.

"Uh!"

Xiao Yao was dumbfounded.

"He's not a policeman, it's useless if you take him away." Ye Qingzhu said coldly.

"To shut up!"

boom!

The butt of the rifle in the hands of the masked man hit Ye Qingzhu's forehead.

moment.

The blood flowed down, dyeing Ye Qingzhu's beautiful cheeks red.

Xiao Yao was stunned.

Looking at Ye Qingzhu, whose forehead was bleeding.

After graduating from college.

Xiao Yao started playing games, reading novels, eating and shit, waking up from sleep, and living a life like a moth.

He doesn't know the meaning of life.

But it is clear that it will never lie in the anger and laughter between the winner and the loser of the glory of the king.

It's not about the stimulating process of online dating all day long.

Not to mention the steel city where everyone wears a false mask.

Xiao Yao felt that he had rotted.

Perhaps this decay will continue from the age of 22 to old.

Then it turned into a name on the tombstone of the cemetery.

No, maybe not even a name.

Because no one will remember you except your parents.

And parents will get old one day.

Until then, who will really care about you?

Once, Xiao Yao tried to change himself, wanting to make his life meaningful.

In the end, he found that nothing had changed.

What do you say?

If you don't work hard, you don't know what despair is!

Xiao Yao knows that sometimes he is a coward.

But he always thought he was still a man.

Even a coward.

When you see people you know.

A woman.

When being bullied by others.

what will you do?

"what is that?"

Suddenly, Xiao Yao looked behind the masked man with a shocked expression on his face.

"Um?"

The masked man turned his head reflexively.

When he saw nothing.

I regretted it and knew that I was deceived.

An anger was raging in his heart, when he turned his head and was about to settle accounts with that little brat.

stunned.

Because he saw a face close at hand.

Very close, you can even feel the heavy breathing in Xiao Yao's mouth.

You can also clearly see the soaring anger in Xiao Yao's staring eyes.

The masked man was shocked, and just had to do something.

It's a pity that it's too late.

Click!

The hand of the masked man holding the pistol was snapped by a pair of white palms, and the pistol fell to the ground.

As the pistol fell, the white palms fell on the masked man's chin and back of his head.

Amidst the horror of the masked person, his white hands faltered suddenly.

Gaba!

The head of the masked man took on a weird shape, tilted to the side.

The whole person seemed to have lost all strength and fell to the ground.

Xiao Yao lowered his head and stared at his hands in a daze.

An extreme icy cold suddenly rose in his heart.

How could this be?

When did I become so...horrible? !

Suddenly.

He thought of the system.

Think of the rewards given by the system.

Skills: Fighting?

Do you call this fighting? ! *

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