Chapter 422 Did we target him so much just now?



The four words "not a handsome guy" kept circling in Director Wang's head, making him lose his defense.

"Don't you two think your posture is weird? You look like female bandits who came down from the mountains to rob the men."

Or maybe the assistant next to him couldn't stand it anymore and made it clear.

The two men looked at each other's posture, and then immediately retracted their outstretched feet.

The result was that he accidentally stepped on the body of the tied-up man.

There was a pair of asymmetrical footprints evenly distributed on the man's face.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't see you just now. Are you okay?"

It was the first time that Zhao Tangtang openly stepped on someone else. He bowed, apologized, and put his hands together, looking like he was paying tribute to the dead.

"Luckily I didn't have much strength, otherwise you would have been injured internally. You have to thank me well, okay?"

Jiang Zhiyuan didn't even apologize at this time, but instead seemed a little complacent.

Fortunately, she restrained her strength just now, otherwise she would have to pay for this person's medical expenses.

Hehehe, she saved a few hundred dollars. She is really smart.

The man opened his big eyes and looked at Zhao Tangtang who kept bowing to him 90 degrees. Considering his current posture of lying flat on the ground, it looked like he was bowing to a dead person.

Very good, although he was still alive, he was able to experience the vision of death and see with his own eyes how others bowed to him.

The coolness of the body is very reassuring, and the warmth of the coffin is very comforting.

He turned his head and looked at Jiang Zhiyuan who was standing on the other side looking smug, and felt a pain in his heart.

He was clearly the one being stepped on, so why did he feel like he owed this person 18 million?

Do we have to use the CPU for this kind of situation these days?

He hadn't said a single word, but it seemed as if these people had already accepted him as a joke.

Even through the screen, I could already sense the man's profound powerlessness.

[He's really pitiful, and those people are so hateful, but I like him so much.]

【Hehe, hehe, we are all villains. 】

[The above person laughed in the wrong way. The correct way to laugh should be: Hehehehe!

Generally, big villains all smile like this, it creates an atmosphere. 】

Are you guys so demanding of us villains now? Are our good-looking villains no longer worthy of having a normal laugh?

The thugs outside were going crazy looking for them, and your mother's footsteps kept coming from outside.

But they never imagined that this group of people not only did not leave here along the exit route, but instead moved one step closer to the entrance.

This is the legendary "knowing there is a tiger in the mountain, but still going there!" The most dangerous place is the safest place, and it successfully took advantage of these people's misconceptions.

"Hey, can you guys please stop treating me like a fool or a dead person? I'm still alive."

The man lying on the ground couldn't help himself after all. If he didn't speak, this group of people would probably just pick up the white cloth next to him and cover him up, successfully turning him into a watery corpse.

"Wow, you're not mute, then why didn't you answer our questions just now?

Aren't you very rude? Even if you don't answer the question, at least you should say something."

Jiang Zhiyuan had mastered the art of shifting the blame, but the other four people had long been accustomed to it and even thought that what he said made a lot of sense.

The man looked at her in disbelief.

"Are you sick? You guys just kept asking questions one after another. Do I have a chance to get a word in?"

Just now, this group of people were talking so fast that it was like raindrops falling continuously. He didn't even have a chance to react. They ended the conversation and gave him the title of mute!

Just when he was about to open his mouth to defend himself, this group of people started fighting among themselves, completely ignoring his existence, and even kicked him twice in the end.

He clearly did nothing, yet he had to endure all the suffering in this world. His life was so miserable.

"Did we target him like that just now?"

The young assistant asked uncertainly. In fact, he knew the answer in his heart, but he was too concerned about his reputation to keep it.

“Shouldn’t there be any?

We are all very kind people, how could we not give others a chance to explain themselves? This person must be talking nonsense."

Jiang Zhiyuan was indignant, as if this person had done something terribly wrong.

"Haha, I finally understand. None of you are a good person!"

The man simply closed his eyes, pretending that he couldn't see these people, and lay quietly.

He decided that he would not speak another word to this group of people for the next period of time!

In other words, he is a dog because he has no way of communicating with this group of people.

This man's mental endurance is terrible. Before these people even exerted their full strength, he was defeated without a fight.

[Actually, I really want to say something to the person above: If you can do it, go for it. If you can't, stop talking nonsense.]

"I'll do it if I can. I graduated from a certain theater, so I'm much more professional at acting like a corpse than this guy."

[I thought the person above was going to say something grand and bold, but this is all he got? No, you're a bit of a coward.]

[This is a really bad meme. I'm not a coward, I'm just following my inner guidance.]

"What's wrong with him? Is he autistic? People's psychological endurance is really not good these days.

Just a few words and he put himself in solitary confinement. Oh, it's just rubbish."

Director Wang shook his head and sighed, then took out his old-fashioned thermos cup, sat on the dusty stool next to him and began to sip tea.

His vicissitudes of life tone and words full of age always give people the feeling that he is an old gatekeeper.

"Director Wang, you will definitely not be without money in the future."

Jiang Zhiyuan couldn't help but sigh.

"Ah, why do you say that? Can you tell from my face that I'm destined to become rich?"

Director Wang became interested after hearing her words and looked at her with great interest, hoping to hear something good from her.

"Because you will definitely be able to find a job when you are old. With your aura, you can definitely be the security guard of the factory and the community."

Jiang Zhiyuan took out a piece of cloth from his backpack, covered the stool next to him, and then sat down.

She is not like Director Wang, who doesn't like cleanliness. He is the child who loves cleanliness the most.

"Oh! Why didn't you say I could be a security guard at the university?

And you obviously have something to wipe things with, why don’t you share it with me?”

After saying this, Wang Dao quickly drank a few sips of tea. He had to drink some wolfberry tea to calm himself down, otherwise he would probably be so angry at this person that he would vomit blood.

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