My Star Girlfriend is Actually My Big Black Fan

"Junior Brother, how's it going, can you stand it?"

Tang Ze's face turned pale, and he smiled: "Then you must wait to withstand it."

"Although I haven't reached the imperial skill yet, I still have some strength, wait for me to go." Li Honghui sighed, saying that if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell.

Tang Ze was amused: "Just let me take a break."

"Oh, you just used it three times?"

Tang Ze nodded, lying on the sofa, and immediately began to vomit, hoping it would be useful, that Miyamoto Qiaolong might be even more powerful.

The two girls soon came to the lounge, Li Honghui shook his head, meaning not to disturb the younger brother's rest.

But Yu Ximei covered her mouth in disbelief: "Dead?"

Tang Ze, who had already started to vomit, woke up: "I said, do you want to remarry? I'm not dead yet."

"Husband, you scared me to death."

Tang Ze: "..."

"Okay, okay, don't be coquettish, let me rest, call me when the time comes, senior brother will take them all out."

Li Honghui nodded and said, "Junior siblings, let's go out and wait."

Although he wanted to accompany Tang Ze, at this time he still chose to obediently leave and let Tang Ze take a good rest.

George also walked up at this time, seeming to want to ask about Tang Ze's current situation. He saw his daughters standing outside and looked at the room next to him: "How about?"

"Resting." Ivana worried.

George looked at Li Honghui and asked, "Can he continue to fight?"

"Yes, but you have to work hard." Li Honghui said truthfully. After using the triple Kaiyuan, the junior brother has reached the limit, and it is obviously very difficult to fight another one.

George frowned, patted his daughter on the shoulder, and left.

In the medical room, Takeo Ueizumi had been stopped bleeding, but now he had to be sent to the hospital to have his leg connected.

But even if he connects it, Uequan Takeo will be over, and I'm afraid he won't be able to practice martial arts again in the future.

"Qiao Long, I'll see you next." Miyamoto Hideo said in a deep voice.

"Grandpa don't worry, I will break his limbs."

Hideo Miyamoto nodded too much: "You can't make a mistake, let alone let a Chinese person laugh to the end."

Miyamoto Qiaolong's face sank, and he knelt on the ground and shouted, "Long live!"

Picking up the falling snow at hand, Miyamoto Qiaolong turned and left, with a decisive look in his eyes, either he died or he died.

The report that Tang Ze won the first game soon spread to the country. Although it was just a look at the process, the results were obtained. All fans were caring, and some even started to set off firecrackers.

And with the upload of a handsome picture of Tang Ze with a knife, the enthusiasm of the fans has increased, and the number of female fans has increased by more than 100,000.

But for some people, the news of Tang Ze's victory is like a bolt from the blue, and even scolded R for no masters. This will allow Tang Ze to win. Can you be drugged? Where are your sinisters?

One hour passed quickly, and someone came to inform Tang Ze.

However, Li Honghui is also very routine, and strives for a longer break for his younger brother.

Shit, waiting.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, more people came and seemed to be forced to enter the room.

Tang Ze opened the door directly: "What is it called, can't you shit?"

After taking a break, Tang Ze's condition is better, at least his face is not so pale, but the whole person doesn't look very vigorous.

"It's okay." The two girls hurried over to ask.

Tang Ze put his arms around and smirked in a low voice: "Wash yourself tonight and wait for the uncle's favor."

If this is left before, the two girls will have to say a few words, but this time they nodded seriously.

Tang Ze said dull and tasteless: "Okay, uncle will accompany you to play all night tonight."

Seeing their shy looks, Tang Ze felt that the blood flowed a lot, but he didn't expect the lipstick to have such an effect.

"Let's go, brother." To laugh is to laugh. Now Tang Ze's eyes are shining with the will to fight, and he finishes the last one and returns home!

With Li Honghui's encouraging look, even though there are many women in the younger brother, the fighting has never been stagnant.

Holding the Kunwu knife, Tang Ze came to the center of the deck again, feeling the blowing of the sea breeze.

God, if I win today, you really want to reward my two daughters-in-law to make up a dragon ball. I'm desperate now.

I don't know if I have a chance to see the Dragon Ball, but I must win today. If I blow the handsome Miyamoto Qiaolong, I only need to keep one in this world.

When Tang Ze arrived on the deck, Miyamoto Qiaolong was already standing opposite and waiting.

Before Tang Ze could speak, Miyamoto Qiaolong said indifferently, "You can continue to rest."

"Do you need to rest?" Tang Ze cut, and now he said this, where did he go before, really shameless.

Miyamoto Qiaolong slowly pulled out the snow from his waist, now the only famous weapon.

"Come on then!"

Looking at the cold light on the opponent's blade, Tang Ze felt the knife in his hand whispering. After so many years of fighting, today is the second coolest moment, and the first coolest is that night.

Triple Kaiyuan!

Tang Ze didn't even think about it. He directly turned on his strongest state and rushed to Miyamoto Qiaolong.

Miyamoto Qiaolong didn't expect Tang Ze to come up with full firepower, and he knew in his heart that Tang Ze was now at the end of the crossbow, and it was already his limit to win Uzumi Takeo before.

Therefore, this sentence must win!

"The Profound Yi·Two Days First Class!"

Clang.

The two top forged weapons collided fiercely, and there was an air current that caused the surrounding flags to flutter, showing the strength of the collision.

Miyamoto Qiaolong frowned tightly, unexpectedly Tang Ze still had this strength.

And Tang Ze was shocked, this Miyamoto Qiaolong could actually block himself three times Kaiyuan, how could this be possible?

Without waiting for Tang Ze to adjust, Miyamoto Qiaolong's footsteps changed, and he immediately came behind Tang Ze and slashed him down!

Tang Ze was shocked, so fast, just like that night!

Can't control the abnormality of the body, quickly avoid it!

But it was still a bit slower, the back was slashed, and the suit was torn open. From the right to the bottom of the wound, a hot sensation was transmitted to the brain, which made Tang Ze's chaotic brain become a little clearer.

Miyamoto Qiaolong walked slowly with the drifting snow in his hands: "Give up, you have no hope of winning."

Everyone looked at Tang Ze, he was still very good before, but after a slash, the whole person seemed to be dysfunctional.

Especially Ivana and Yu Ximei, Fang Xin mentioned their throats, and they were chopped just after the start of the game. The wounds are not shallow!

This is an unfair contest.

But for Chiba Jiro's side, as long as they win, the process is not important.

Wei Yinian seemed very calm. Tang Ze was not a man who gave up easily, especially at the critical moment, which could stimulate his potential even more.