Ma Ronger didn't know how to resist, and she didn't have the consciousness of struggle in her heart. She just watched Zhou Yang tearing off her clothes one by one, until there was no clothes covering her body.
Zhou Yang's eyes were red. He hugged Ma Ronger. The temperature of his body soared. His eyes were filled with blood. He looked like a devil!
Zhou Yang was like a crazed mad cow at this time. He had no feeling, and his shots had no weight. The blood beads in his brain burst and the blood-red gas filled his brain, just like a sudden surge of heat and violence in his body.
Angry, he needs to vent.
Ma Ronger's neck and shoulders were covered with blood from Zhou Yang's bites. The severe pain in her body was not as good as the pain in her heart. She felt like she was suffocating, and the feeling of weakness filled her whole body.
As for Zhou Yang, looking at the blood flowing out of Ma Ronger's shoulders, his heart suddenly trembled and he stared at everything in front of him with wide eyes.
He raised his head, his vision gradually became clearer, and he saw Ma Ronger biting her lips tightly, with tears on her face.
"What...what did I just do?" After the blood in his eyes dissipated, Zhou Yang couldn't remember anymore, and he looked at Ma Ronger with a dazed look on his face.
Ma Ronger bit her lip tightly and looked at Zhou Yang with red and swollen eyes, filled with endless hatred.
Zhou Yang was shocked. He raised his hand and touched the two rows of bleeding teeth marks on Ma Ronger's skin. As soon as he touched it, Ma Ronger started to tremble.
"Yes...I'm sorry!" Zhou Yang seemed to have remembered something, and felt a sense of shame in his heart.
Wang Shanshan walked in and was shocked when she saw the scene inside. The body of the white-faced scholar was lying on the ground, but Ma Ronger was still fine, but Zhou Yang looked defeated. She understood immediately.
"Zhou Yang, you are crazy!" Wang Shanshan immediately took off her coat and covered Ma Ronger. Before that, Wang Shanshan had already known that there were only two ghosts, Ma Ronger and the white-faced scholar.
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The white-faced scholar is dead, proving that Ma Ronger is innocent.
Zhou Yang didn't know when Wang Shanshan walked out with Ma Ronger, who was crying, and she stood in the room blankly, her mind blank.
Wang Shanshan took Ma Ronger into another room. After treating the wound on Ma Ronger's shoulder, Wang Shanshan asked: "What just happened?"
Ma Ronger calmed down, then raised her head, wiped away her tears, and told Wang Shanshan everything about the changes that had just occurred in Zhou Yang. Because Zhou Yang's behavior was so weird, or terrifying!
After listening, Wang Shanshan frowned. She didn't know why. But, it was definitely not normal!
At this time, a younger brother hurriedly knocked on the door: "Report, there is a woman below, she said she was looking for Zhou Yang, and she injured two of our brothers!"
When the young man turned his head, Hui Ming was already standing outside the door. Seeing Wang Shanshan and Ma Ronger inside, Hui Ming was also stunned and thought to herself: Damn, I didn't expect this guy Zhou Yang to hide his beauty in the golden house, and also
Hiding two such beautiful beauties. I’m so angry~
"Who are you?" Wang Shanshan frowned and walked up to Hui Ming.
Huiming smiled: "I'm here to see Zhou Yang, well, I'm also here to help him!"
"Help? Are you going to hurt two of my brothers?" Wang Shanshan said, punching Huiming directly.
There is also a younger brother present. This strange woman in front of him has injured his brother. If he ignores it, it will be bad. Coupled with the slightly arrogant tone of this woman, Wang Shanshan is even more unhappy.
Seeing Wang Shanshan start fighting without saying a word, Huiming was stunned for a moment, but she reacted immediately, grabbed Wang Shanshan's arm with her backhand, and slapped Wang Shanshan's chest directly with her left hand.
Hui Ming is a master of the Mysterious Realm, while Wang Shanshan is only considered a master among ordinary people. Facing Hui Ming, she is still far behind!
Wang Shanshan was slapped back two or three steps by Huiming, and she felt a burning sensation in her chest. She immediately shouted: "You dare to hit me in the chest, you are seeking death!" After saying that, she pounced on me again, and with a vengeance,
Every move was aimed at Huiming's two high mountains.
At this time, Zhou Yang appeared at the door. When he saw the woman struggling with Wang Shanshan, his eyelids jumped and he yelled: "Stop it?"
He walked between the two women with a sullen face, raised his head and stared at Huiming: "What are you doing here?"
Huiming suddenly smiled: "Rogue, I'm here to help you!"
"I don't want your help. You're going to go where you came from. Let's go!" Zhou Yang was in no mood to talk to her at the moment!
At this time, Wang Shanshan yelled loudly: "No, we can't just let her go. She injured my brother and also injured me. Zhou Yang, help me take revenge!"
"Well, she hurt you? Where did she hurt you?" Zhou Yang was startled and quickly asked with concern.
Wang Shanshan rushed: "She...she hit me in the chest. It hurts so much. Zhou Yang, you must help me hit it back!"
sweat!
She hit your chest, do you still want me to hit hers?
Zhou Yang thought, looking towards Huiming's towering place, the latter trembled: "You... what are you going to do?"
puff!
Huiming only felt her chest being pinched hard, but she didn't see clearly when Zhou Yang made the move, and she took two steps back.
"Hey, I've avenged you, can you stop making trouble now?" Zhou Yang turned his head, looked at Wang Shanshan with a strange smile, then turned around and walked out of the room.
Huiming came back to her senses, gritted her silver teeth, glared at Wang Shanshan, and chased Zhou Yang out.
At this time, Ma Ronger walked up to Wang Shanshan and said softly: "I didn't expect a traitor to be around me. I don't have the shame to stay here any longer. Take care!"
Hui Ming only caught up with him when he reached the door of the club.
"Hey, big gangster, you hit me and left like this?" She ran up to Zhou Yang with great effort and opened her hand to stop Zhou Yang.
Zhou Yang was in a bad mood now. Naturally, he didn't want to mess with the little nun in front of him. He rolled his eyes and said, "Then what do you want to do? How about I let you touch her back?"
"You...shameless!" Huiming was so angry that she gritted her teeth and spat out two words, then turned her head and disappeared from Zhou Yang's eyes.
Ma Ronger was hit hard and returned to the north with her few remaining brothers. At this time, only some members of the Wolf Society and the Huaxing Society were still holding on.
Wang Shanshan was also very depressed. She couldn't understand why she was so frivolous about Ma Ronger and even made her bleed after she found out that the culprit was the white-faced scholar!
Zhou Yang was walking on his way home when his cell phone rang. He picked up the phone and a male voice came out: "Brother, it's all done!"
Zhou Yang nodded: "What do those people look like?
"Two in the middle stage of the Yellow Realm and one in the late stage of the Yellow Realm, both are ancient warriors!"
"Well, it seems that the Qing Gang is really willing to spend money. I believe that Yao Niang will send someone over, but it will probably be more dangerous next time, so you have to be careful!"
There was a hum on the phone and then hung up.
Zhou Yang returned to his home full of thoughts, turned off his cell phone, sat on the sofa, and simply didn't think about anything.
Seeing that Zhou Yang seemed unhappy, Minghua made a cup of Dahongpao and gently placed it on the coffee table without saying a word, then turned around and went to work. She knew that there was nothing she could do to help Zhou Yang.
In the afternoon, Ming Xiaoxing suddenly ran in from outside. When she saw Zhou Yang, she jumped in front of her: "Brother Yang, our cultural market professional sent me as the representative. I solemnly invite you to know the dance choreography of our class!"
Minghua walked downstairs, heard her sister's voice, and asked doubtfully: "Didn't you see that Brother Yang was in a bad mood? What kind of unreasonable arrangement was he doing!"
"Oh, sister. All the classmates in the class said that Brother Yang's dancing skills are better than our professional teachers, and this competition is for our majors to represent the college in a professional dance competition, and your sister and I are still the protagonists!
"Ming Xiaoxing said and patted her chest proudly, her face full of pride!
Hearing this, Minghua smiled happily, and then glanced at Zhou Yang: "Brother Yang is busy recently, stop making trouble!"
"Sister, everyone knows that Brother Yang is the number one dance god at NTU. With him here, even without any guidance, my classmates are all so energetic!"
Zhou Yang tilted his head, seeing Ming Xiaoxing's anxious look, he chuckled and said, "God of Dance? Am I so famous?"
"Of course, when my classmates knew that I knew you, their eyes lit up, especially the female classmates in our class... Brother Yang, please help me!" Seeing Zhou Yang speak, Ming Xiaoxing
I immediately saw hope.
"Okay, just for the title of God of Dance, I'll go and have a look! When?" Zhou Yang stood up. After sitting for several hours, his body was numb.
"At seven o'clock in the evening, in the dance room No. 3 of the School of Management, Brother Yang, you can come by then! Okay? Sister, you can come over and take a look when the time comes. Don't stay at home all the time. Your figure is out of shape. When you have time
Just let Brother Yang do it for you, it doesn’t cost anything anyway!”
Seeing Ming Hua's eyes bulging, Ming Xiaoxing quickly made a face: "Brother Yang, we've agreed, see you then!" After saying that, he ran out.
Minghua blushed, walked to the coffee table, gave Zhou Yang another cup of hot tea, and said sheepishly: "Zhou Yang, if you don't have time, don't go there. Xiaowei and the others said that you are very busy recently... Anyway, the competition is another
It’s not a big deal!”
Zhou Yang waved his hand: "I promised her that I would go there. Sister Hua, you go and do your work first. I'll go upstairs and lie down for a while!"
After Zhou Yang left, Minghua looked at her figure and whispered: "Is it really out of shape?" Thinking of several close contacts with Zhou Yang, her face flushed!
At seven o'clock in the evening, Zhou Yang and Minghua came to the dance studio teaching building of NTU School of Arts. It was already rest time at night, but there were still many professional students, or students preparing for exams, who were rehearsing nervously.
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A piece of pop music with a brisk rhythm was playing in the dance studio No. 3. Zhou Yang and the two walked to the door, opened it and saw, good guys, there were at least a dozen girls dancing to the rhythm, with every part of their bodies dancing.