Honglian's eyes widened as well. He couldn't tell whether Zhang Yujie fell asleep just now, whether it was an act or whether it was real. However, how could he fall asleep? How could it be possible? But the reactions of Zhang Yujie and Zhou Ming at this moment did not seem to be fake. If it were true,
If it's acting, then they can definitely compete for the Oscar for Best Actor!
"Sorry, I took a short nap." Zhang Yujie waved his hand to Honglian, his body was still swaying, and he was obviously still drunk. As soon as he spoke, the smell of alcohol came out from his mouth: "
Then stop talking nonsense and be mentally prepared to die." As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Yujie had already rushed over with a mess of fists.
It's really a mess of punches.
Have you ever seen a drunkard throw his fist when he was arguing with someone? It was obviously aimed at someone's cheek, but in the end, it hit the trash can or car next to him.
Drunk men always make people laugh when they swing their fists. Even if you stand there motionless, it will take a lot of effort for him to hit you, and the force of his fists is soft and weak, and even before he swings his fists, he will
The person has fallen to the ground.[
Now Zhang Yujie was staggering towards Honglian in this state.
Gan Lei and the other three people standing by the sofa...how should I put it, they were surprised so many times today that they couldn't even close their mouths, and even couldn't lift their chins back up.
Even if they closed their eyes, they could guess what would happen in the next scene. Hong Lian only needed a light kick to lift Zhang Yujie into the sky, and then fell heavily to the ground with a "pop" and couldn't get up.
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So they looked at Zhou Ming again, hoping that he could do something. But Zhou Ming stood aside leisurely, with his arms folded, as if he was watching a battle that had nothing to do with him.
This makes them even more confused.
In fact, it wasn't just them? Even Hong Lian collapsed a little. He saw Zhang Yujie wielding the deformed Black Tiger Ten-shaped Fist that was full of loopholes and flaws. He really couldn't laugh or cry. This was the one who was fighting with him just now.
A punch person? Why did he become like this in just a short while? From this point of view, this alcohol is really a harmful thing.
Hong Lian snorted contemptuously. With a casual glance, he found at least thirty-eight loopholes in Zhang Yujie's pounce action. In other words, he could choose any one of these thirty-eight loopholes to attack.