Miss, Something’s Wrong With You

Although gnawing a book... is a painful thing, it is a oneself algorithm after all, so Cheng Jinyang decided to spend the whole weekend studying, not to waste any minute.

Then Xing Yuanzhi's take-out point is here.

Smelling the scent of the food, Cheng Jinyang began to struggle again.

Well, the time for eating is not a waste. Let’s eat first.

Put the packaging bag on the dining table and untie it. Four dishes and one soup, two meats and two vegetarians, dry pan, cauliflower, loofah, fried egg, hot pepper, beef tenderloin, fried chicken, seaweed and egg drop soup.

Cheng Jinyang silently wrote down Xing Yuanzhi's food hobby, and saw that she took two bowls and four pairs of chopsticks out of the kitchen.

"serving chopsticks." Xing Yuanzhi said.

Cheng Jinyang:………………

The so-called serving chopsticks is to let him use serving chopsticks to clamp the dishes into oneself bowl, and then use private chopsticks to pull the bowl into the bowl Dishes to eat.

It sounds very reasonable, after all, serving chopsticks can prevent everyone from eating each other's saliva in the dish. But if you actually do it, you will find that it is really troublesome.

Either you keep switching the chopsticks in your hand, put it down and pick it up, or you use serving chopsticks to pick up all the dishes in oneself bowl, but in this way you can’t just pick it up. have eaten.

Not to mention that Cheng Jinyang has been eating alone for the past ten years. This time he suddenly ate with a beautiful girl, and the other party was still a quirky girl from the Aristocratic family, which was not good for a while Lower chopsticks.

Xing Yuanzhi ignored his anxiety and ate calmly. But she didn’t have a big appetite. After half a bowl of rice, she put down her chopsticks:

"I'm full, please do it yourself."

So Cheng Jinyang laughed , Began to pick up the dishes directly. Xing Yuanzhi poured out the leftovers, washed the bowl, and brought a disposable cloth to wipe the tabletop carefully.

Then he sat next to him and watched him eat.

Cheng Jinyang was so frizzy by her, she finished the dishes in two bites, and asked:

"What are you looking at me for?"

Xing Yuanzhi Actually, I was thinking about why this fellow Bloodlines Density can reach Lower Ninth Grade, but of course he won’t speak bluntly at this time, just slightly smiled:

"I’m thinking, why Divine Capital Cheng Clan will abandon you for a long time. "

"Why?" Cheng Jinyang asked.

"Probably to warn others from following bad examples." Xing Yuanzhi said.

"en. ”Cheng Jinyang immersed himself in the meal, thinking that I was really hurt by that cheap old man.

"You go to read the "Computing Method" first, and remember the most basic Iron Controlling Shooting algorithm. At 3 pm, I will take you to our Xing Family laboratory to see if you can Help you master the ability as soon as possible." Xing Yuanzhi continued.

"Oh? Good!" Cheng Jinyang quickly nodded, "Thank you."

So Xing Yuanzhi took a bath and went to take a nap. Cheng Jinyang finished lunch and packed the bits and pieces on the table, and put it outside the door.

He lay on the sofa and continued to read. The noon sun outside shone on the body through the balcony, and gradually became a little sleepy.

After all, I was so scared by A'Zhi last night that I didn't sleep well, and now my eyelids are fighting.

...

Screaming, burning, crying.

Cheng Jinyang suddenly opened his eyes in his dream, and immediately rolled subconsciously and quickly left the initial position.

The direction of the roll is randomly chosen by him, because he has no time to observe all around-this is also the result of countless painful lessons in the past.

When he rolled out, he felt that oneself had hit something. It was a kind of soft touch, with a little warmth. Compared with the sofa and the upholstered furniture, it was more like... …

The flesh.

Cheng Jinyang stabilized his figure in an instant, while swinging his right fist to slam the opponent, taking the opportunity to retreat back.

The opponent was caught off guard and was punched by him, and screamed like pain.

"A'Zhi?" Cheng Jinyang stepped back and got up. Then he saw Xing Yuanzhi who had been hit by him and punched him. It was Xing Yuanzhi who appeared in his dream.

"Cheng Jinyang!" Xing Yuanzhi saw his face clearly and his eyes were red at the time.

It was you who penetrated my dream privately that night!

She rushed to Cheng Jinyang quickly, reached out her hand and grabbed his wrist first, obviously using the combat skills she had practiced.

Cheng Jinyang stepped back and swung his arm back to grab. His fighting skills were self-taught online, and he did not have the brilliant of Xing Yuanzhi. However, his victory was rich in actual combat experience, and he was also decisive and brave in his shots.

The wrist was suddenly restrained, Xing Yuanzhi immediately turned around and framed his arm with his shoulder, which was a neat Shoulder Throw.

Body Lightening Technique. Hongyu!

Cheng Jinyang's quality suddenly dropped, so that the center of gravity was unstable, and Xing Yuanzhi easily pulled it out of balance, and then it turned around.

His back fell heavily to the ground. He resisted the severe pain and supported the ground with his left hand. The right hand, which was restrained by the opponent, shook his arm suddenly. He turned over and kicked out while breaking away from the opponent's grasp. A swift sweeping leg swept Xing Yuanzhi, who was leaning forward, to the ground.

Xing Yuanzhi, who lost his balance, rushed forward, and even raised his elbows when he fell, trying to give him an elbow blow by his own weight.

Heavying Body Technique. Ding pendant!

Cheng Jinyang right hand emptied, pressed her elbow ahead of time, and then pushed it violently.

As a result, she didn't push her because Xing Yuanzhi had once again increased her own weight. Fortunately, Cheng Jinyang's reaction was also quick. When he was blocked, he took advantage of the situation and pushed oneself outwards, passing the opponent's elbow.

Relying on the increased mass, Xing Yuanzhi smashed his elbow and immediately smashed the floor into a collapse. If it hit Cheng Jinyang's chest, I don't know how many ribs will be broken.

Seeing that the other party hadn't left his hands at all, Cheng Jinyang was also cruel, got up on the ground with both hands, jumped to the wall, and took out a pistol from behind the window sill.

This dream level, which he has played countless times, is built in childhood sweethearts Su Lili's home, so he is very familiar with the environment and furnishings.

There will be more Demons coming in soon. If A'Zhi is not resolved and left as soon as possible, the follow-up will have to fight Demon in such a narrow environment. The risk is too great. .

Cheng Jinyang quickly raised the gun with both hands, aimed at Xing Yuanzhi's chest, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Several bullets came out and penetrated her chest and lung lobes before she could launch her ability to reduce the weight of the bullets.

Xing Yuanzhi sighed in pain, and then knelt on the ground with her legs soft, and then threw her upper body weakly, and soon the blood pooled into a pool of scarlet water under her.

Cheng Jinyang didn't even look at her who was dead, but quickly rushed to the bedside table, opened the drawer, and saw a box of 9mm bullets inside.

The ground was filled with ammunition quickly, and he turned his head and opened the door of the closet again, found the long sword from the depths of the closet, and unsheathed it, confirming that it was undoubtedly done.

He turned around again and saw that Xing Yuanzhi had already sat up, his face was still pale with the sudden death just now, and he touched own's chest in disbelief, where there were no blood stains and bullet holes.

Xing Yuanzhi...reborn? Like oneself in dreams, is it possible to infinitely resurrect here?

"Don't shoot first!" Seeing Cheng Jinyang turned the muzzle back again, her face was as pale as golden paper, and she quickly raised her hands and shouted, "We can talk!"