Mr. Cong never talks about martial arts

All kinds of foul language on the Internet are overwhelming, and it is impossible to count them one by one.

As soon as I turned a page, another page popped up.

I don't know who hired the navy behind the scenes to add fuel to the flames.

An hour later, the big V's Weibo accounted for the number one spot in the hot searches.

Shuijun frantically brushed up all kinds of unwarranted black material under the topic, adding oil and vinegar, from the weirdness of the incident itself, to criticizing Shang Heyin's exaggerated acting skills, super bad lines, bullying newcomers with his eyes above the top, and it seems to be gay news Get up again.

Step-by-step, well-organized, many unknowing people who eat melons are attracted in.

[I'm going, is it true or not, so that's how Shang Heyin got the role? 】

[My day, it turned out that Shang Heyin was an illegitimate child. Now he wants to murder his eldest brother and assassinate his father. 】

[Is someone paying to form a group to come and splash paint?Such a scumbag without morals is not worthy of acting, and every time he is the protagonist in the troupe, playing that kind of affectionate prince or something, it's disgusting!Rubbish!Get out! 】

[Let me declare first, this is a trumpet, don't pick me up.Cough cough, I am actually a colleague of Shang Heyin's contracted troupe. This guy is a bit talented, but in recent years he has been a bit pretentious and aggressive, so he doesn't pay much attention to us secondary actors. 】

【Last time, I saw him having dinner with a homosexual guy from the fashion industry. Do you think Shang Heyin will be the same...】

Among them, some are paid to do things, and some follow the trend and don't know the details, leading the children who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and besieged this topic together.

Only a few people held a cautious attitude and asked everyone to calm down, but because the weight of their voices was not enough, they were quickly overwhelmed by the trolls.

Hatred of the rich is the normal state of dicks, jealous of the high income of the stars, the good looks of the actors, anyway, the singers and those who eat melons are all taking this opportunity to vent their dissatisfaction.

Then it was a bit too much, some black fans repainted the stills of Shang Heyin into a devil, holding a straw to suck the marrow and drink blood.

Shang Heyin didn't want to pay any attention to it, he glanced at it and put it aside, smiled and said: "It's just a clown, it can't shake me at all. I want to lead me to show up and fight with him, it's a dream!"

It doesn't matter to the owner, Cong Youyan and He Yuanyuan can't stand it.

He Yuanyuan rolled up his sleeves, and typed on the keyboard: "Warning to those professional black fans to stop quickly, don't continue to spread rumors on the Internet, we will reserve the right to litigate, if we ignore it, we will wait for a lawyer letter."

Che Jilu responded immediately: "Oh, I'm so scared! If you tell the truth now, do you have to prevent the police uncle from coming to your door? I remember that it's not a feudal society now, we are all good law-abiding citizens, can you cover the sky with one hand? How about you fight with me on the spot? I'll give you a day to find evidence! If you don't have evidence, don't beep!"

Standing behind He Yuanyuan with arms crossed to watch the battle, Youyan frowned when he saw this person's message, "Yuanyuan, can you find out the actual address through this person's account for food delivery and shopping? Hack him by the way .”

He Yuanyuan's hands fluttered, and the keyboard slapped loudly: "Wait a minute!"

……

In front of the fluorescent screen, a man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was picking at his feet, drinking milk tea, and typing. After hitting the send button, he sat back in the chair comfortably and laughed loudly: "Little girl, fight with me! You are still tender!" .”

When the text message rang, he picked up the phone, glanced at it twice, smirked, and sent a series of voice messages: "Brother, don't worry, it's all done. The money has also been received, thank you!"

The sharp-mouthed man hung up the phone and read the comments again. He was very satisfied and decided to buy some supper to reward himself.

Just after setting up the boxing shrimp, a video dialog box suddenly appeared on the computer screen in front of him.

Before the sharp-mouthed man blacked out, the video opened by itself.

A handsome man rubbed his chin and stared at the camera, as if he could see a man with a sharp mouth through the radio waves. The man had eyes as deep as black carbon, turned around in an extremely unfriendly way, and said slowly: "You Is it the wheel?"

The monkey-cheeked man with a sharp mouth sneered, and just as he was about to turn off the video dialog, the energy-saving light bulb hanging above his head suddenly flickered and flickered.

The electricity bill has just been paid, and the doors and windows are closed, so what's the current situation with Akira Electricity?The sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked man subconsciously turned his head, staring at the window again and again --- very good, the window is extremely quiet.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

The handsome man in the video smiled, and shook his finger at the camera: "Don't be too happy, tell you now, I'm after you, you can't escape."

The temperature in the room rose sharply, and oily beads of sweat kept rolling down the cheeks of the man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.He widened his eyes, jumped out of the computer chair and pulled out a fruit knife, poking left and right in front of the video.

The man in the video tilted his head, squinted his eyes, and looked a little strangely: "Fruit knife? You want to kill me with this?"

The sharp-mouthed man's narrow eyeballs were full of malice, and he simply didn't turn off the computer. He wanted to catch this man who dared to provoke him, and slid his finger to the phone quietly: "Report your name! Let's fight face to face !"

"Are you asking for my name?" The man flicked his index finger out of nowhere, and said with a calm smile, "Yes, after you live in my storage room, you will have time to visit me."

The sharp-mouthed man grabbed the phone, opened it hastily, and dialed 110.

The man in the video swipe his fingertips and point to the sharp-mouthed man's cell phone, pretending to be surprised: "Oh, you are calling the police."

The sharp-mouthed man smiled viciously, "Are you scared?!"

The man looked up and laughed, and finally wiped the corners of his eyes: "You are so funny, a mouse who can't see the light, actually wants to call the police for protection."

His belly hurt after laughing, the man held onto the camera and blinked his eyes: "Very good! I like to clean up the scum around here. By the way, my name is Cong Yan, your grandfather, remember it. Hurry up and call the police." go."

The sharp-mouthed man raised his hand and smiled sinisterly. The phone was still in the dialing stage, beeping non-stop.

Cong Yuyan stared at the sharp-mouthed man with a smile, pulled the corner of his mouth, and smiled even more happily: "I forgot to tell you, I am a doctor, a poison master, and a talisman cultivator..."

The sharp-mouthed man interrupted him angrily: "You really talk a lot of nonsense. When the police come, go talk to the police."

Cong Yuyan was wronged, left the camera, and started acting like a baby: "Yin'er, this bastard said I talk a lot of nonsense. What do you think I should do?"

"I know, there is news!" The sharp-mouthed man, his eyes lit up, hurriedly pressed the record button.

The voiceover did not sound as expected.

The sharp-mouthed man got a little anxious, put down his phone, and hurriedly tapped on the computer, ready to follow the clues, go back and find out the troublesome brat.

I was busy busy with my head, suddenly, in the empty video, there was a burst of sinister laughter.

The laughter had the sharpness of a mandrill, and it almost scared the man with the sharp mouth to pee out of his chair!

Cong Yuyan suddenly appeared in front of the camera, his downcast black eyes suddenly raised, he bared his teeth at the sharp-mouthed man, and smiled evilly: "Are you disappointed?! You didn't find me, but I found you! Please!" Be sure to remember my name! After a quarter of an hour, I will take your head, hahaha..."

The computer suddenly went dark amidst the laughter, and the room was suddenly quiet, only the sound of restless breathing could be heard, and it was the sharp-mouthed man's own.

There was the sound of dragging chains in the corridor outside the door, and the gloomy footsteps were getting closer.

The sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked man held up his mobile phone and yelled, "Are you a ghost? I'm not afraid of you! I'm calling the police! I'm calling the police!"

A yellow talisman quietly appeared at the window of the sharp-mouthed man -- bent down, turned sideways, wiped his sweat, and got in through the gap in a very anthropomorphic manner.

No matter how light the movement of the yellow talisman was, it couldn't hide the fact that it was just a piece of paper.

In the dark room, a piece of flying yellow paper appeared rashly, which was enough to shock a normal person.

The monkey-cheeked man with a sharp mouth frantically restarted his phone. Seeing the yellow talisman floating in front of him, he finally failed. He fell to the ground and shouted hoarsely, "I don't like it. You are an evil cultivator, right? If you want to eat a living soul, go and eat it!" Next door! Next door is a girl in bloom, much sweeter than me."

Huang Fu slammed on the brakes in mid-air and landed on the sharp-mouthed man's head.

A drawling voice floated from the yellow talisman: "Are you the wheel of a car?"

The Che Jilu underpants of the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks were almost wet with fright, and he shook his head like a rattle, and denied it on the spot: "No, who is Che Jilu? Is this a person's name? I don't recognize it."

The yellow talisman smiled strangely, and slid down from the top of the monkey-cheeked man with a sharp mouth, finally revealing Lushan's true face.

A piece of facial features drawn by cinnabar, stretched out the tongue, slurred and asked: "Are you really not?"

The sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked man hurriedly shook his head: "I can swear, I don't even know the wheel."

The cinnabar face on the yellow talisman smiled wickedly: "Then what is your name?"

The monkey-cheeked man with a sharp mouth is as stubborn as a duck. In order to show that his heart is not guilty, he also laughed a few times: "My friends call me little chicken feather."

"Oh~ So your name is Little Chicken Feather! Hohohoho~" The hand-painted facial features on the yellow talisman looked up and laughed loudly, and then withdrew his smile and asked, "Little Chicken Feather, what time is it?"

The monkey-cheeked man with a sharp mouth lowered his head and glanced at his mobile phone. It was strange that the mobile phone, which had been without signal for a long time, suddenly had a signal again---a quarter of an hour later, it was ten o'clock at night.

The cinnabar on the yellow talisman was stuck for a second, then suddenly flowed backwards rapidly and gathered at a point in the center, a row of black and purple talismans appeared on the top of the talisman paper, which said that the Taishang Laojun was in a hurry, and there was a cold air in the middle, straight Plunge into the palm of the man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.

Before the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked man could scream, he was stunned by the severe pain of being late. His right hand was neatly broken at the wrist level, and blood several feet high surged out of the blood vessel, splashing everywhere.

"Pa-ta!" After the phone automatically dialed the last alarm call, it fell to the ground and shattered into rubbish.

The air in the room was quickly adjusted from freezing to normal temperature.

The yellow talisman completed its mission, ignited spontaneously with a bang, turned into inconspicuous dust, and floated quietly towards the window crack.