Zhang Yang was afraid, not afraid of heaven and earth, but at this moment he finally knew what fear was and what terror was. A Ferrari sports car running at high speed was blocked by a pair of flesh-handed hands. It was really terrifying. If this era of society was not atheism, he would probably be unable to help but guess in the direction of gods and demons.

But nothing matters. What matters is that Ji Shaoyi smiled sarcastically, then he supported himself to the Ferrari sports car with one hand, and slowly moved down with the other hand to the chassis position, and then moved it hard.

fear!

That's right, it's just horror.

What's this?

Hercules?

It's indeed a strongman. Don't forget that a sports car weighs thousands of kilograms. However, just by moving it, the entire sports car was flew away, and a 36-degree turn came in mid-air, flipping for two consecutive circles, then it hit the ground with four legs facing the sky, uh, no, four wheels facing the sky.

Ji Shaoyi has never been polite to the enemy.

When dealing with playboys, you should use the means of Lega's playboys to deal with them.

What does it mean to hit you in a sports car? What does it mean?

It means that someone wants your life, which represents the person's indifference to life. There are no such people who die directly or indirectly at his hands.

"Bang bang!"

The Ferrari sports car hit the ground heavily, a burst of dust flying and the earth shaking.

"Ding bei!"

The horn kept ringing, not deliberately, but accidentally, because just when the sports car flew up, it was subjected to violent turmoil, and the protection function was turned on, and the airbag automatically bounced out, blocking Zhang Yang tightly without being hit.

And just as the airbag bomb was hiding out, he just pressed it on the horn, and the horn kept ringing.

Sometimes airbags are not omnipotent. Although they can save the driver's life, they cannot protect their entire body. After all, that thing will only bounce out when the car is subject to severe turmoil. If the speed is too fast, it will be too late when the bomb is avoided.

Even if it is a few seconds late, many things can happen in these few seconds, including making Zhang Yang's head and the roof of the car.

The entire Ferrari sports car was facing all four wheels and turned over.

Zhang Yang was facing his head down, his feet were facing the sky, and his head was pressed against the roof of the car. You could see that blood was flowing out bit by bit.

"I don't know how to live or die." Ji Shaoyi said coldly.

He had just experienced a joint killing of thirty top mercenaries. Another battle between the two women made him feel very troubled and upset. Zhang Yang hit the gun.

"What's going on?"

Behind Ji Shaoyi, a cheerful voice came, full of energy and a person who sounded very generous.

However, when Ji Shaoyi turned around and saw behind the man, he felt that he was not cheerful or bold at all. On the contrary, the man had a gloomy face, and behind him were a few people in the air.

A bunch of them!

These five people came out together, and Zhang Yang in the car, and the six people became a group. Isn’t it the six-member group of playboys he bumped into at the school gate before?

"ah!"

The playboys met loudly, but they had never seen such a violent scene. At that moment, several playboys were panicked and rushed towards the sports car quickly. It is more important to save people first.

"Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang..."

"It's okay, no matter what!"

"Quick, call..."

"Ah, the car door was pressed, what should I do?"

"Quick, hurry, smash the car window glass and get the person out first."

"Hurry up, hurry up, the car seems to be about to explode."

The field was formed, and several playboys were in trouble, and their purpose was to save people first.

Ji Shaoyi kept watching coldly, watching all this quietly, but what surprised him was that behind him, there was a gloomy eye looking at him, needless to say, it was the gloomy man's eyes.

"You did this?" the gloomy man asked in his very uncoordinated and bold voice.

"Your eye can see it was me doing it?"

Ji Shaoyi curled his lips disdainfully, not saying that he wanted to deny it, but that he felt very interesting and said contemptuously: "My companions have gone to help, why are you watching the show?"

"He can't die, even though he is in a coma."

The gloomy man didn't wait for Ji Shaoyi to say anything, and introduced himself: "Get to know Huo Hai."

"Huo Hai, why does it sound like a disaster?" Ji Shaoyi found that this pronunciation was very interesting.

Huo Hai was slightly stunned, his anger was quite angry. He had never been so sarcastic by others. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, you're fine."

"Of course I'm fine."

Ji Shaoyi curled his lips disdainfully and did not take this playboy seriously: "If someone doesn't offend me, I won't offend others. If someone offends, he will definitely die."

Before he could finish, he paused for a moment and said, "Today is just a small lesson. If you provoke me again in the future, it will not be that simple."

"Is that true?"

Huo Hai was also very disdainful, but he was not impulsive because he had always been vigilant enough to Ji Shaoyi, knowing that this person was a dangerous person, but in terms of momentum, he didn't want to lose: "Do you know who Zhang Yang is? There are many people at the peak of power, but there are only a few people with the surname Zhang."

"A cat, a dog, and a dog."

Ji Shaoyi was still full of disdain. He would not be scared by anyone, even those with a very similar identity, full of provocation and contempt: "So you, clown."

Huo Hai clenched his fists, and he had no status, but his father was similar to Zhang Yang's father, and he was even half above. With such an identity, I dare not say that he could walk sideways in China, but he was not a person who could be underestimated.

What about today?

It makes people underestimate it. It is like a cat or a dog. If he hadn't maintained a last bit of rationality, he would have made a fierce counterattack.

"Do you want to do it?"

Ji Shaoyi had already seen the playboy's patience reaching the limit, but unfortunately he endured it in the end and sighed with a slight disappointment: "I can guarantee that Zhang Yang's painful experience has also happened again."

The implication is that if he had taken action just now, he would have fought Zhang Yang like a fierce counterattack.

Hearing this, Huo Hai's whole body was cold, from head to toe. He thought that he was the one inside, could he survive? In the end, the answer was that he couldn't guarantee that all his thoughts had changed. Looking at Ji Shaoyi's eyes, there was a little more fear: "There are people outside of people, and there is heaven beyond the sky."

"Do you want to say the next sentence that this matter is not over so soon?" Ji Shaoyi said jokingly.

Huo Hai was stunned because the next sentence he wanted to say was said right away.

“No creative.”

Ji Shaoyi curled his lips disdainfully, walked away, leaving only a light sentence: "What else do you do besides threatening others? A bunch of waste."
Chapter completed!