Following the prestige, outside the door, a handsome young man wearing a casual suit and light gray medium long hair was staring at himself angrily, with an unforgettable look of hatred in his amber eyes. Holding the gate tightly with both hands, the veins on the back of his hands bulged.


    Looking at the familiar face in front of him, Dong Zhuo instantly recalled the identity of the man in front of him.


    Jing Haoyong, the fierce man who gave the protagonist Xiaoshi to NTR, is also Dong Zhuo''s classmate. But this guy is at best a big dragon suit. Although it was terrible in the early stage, it died miserably. The first episode turned into a zombie, and then the protagonist blew his head.


    "Oh, who am I talking about? It''s Jinghao. How did you come to me? " Dong Zhuo frowned and asked absently as he walked towards the gate.


    For a long time, his relationship with Jing Haoyong is not very good, but there is no hatred between the two sides. At most, it is an ordinary classmate relationship. Moreover, in Dong Zhuo''s heart, he still had some sympathy for the Dragon suit that hung up at the beginning.


    Seeing Dong Zhuo''s plain expression, Jing Haoyong punched on the door in anger.


    Bang!


    After a loud noise, Jing Haoyong said angrily: "I ask you. Did you threaten Li? "


    Dong Zhuo''s footsteps stopped, with a bit of confusion on his face and a puzzled way: "what am I threatening Li? What are you talking about? "


    "Don''t pretend. If you didn''t threaten Li, why did Li Mingming promise to be my girlfriend in the afternoon? Just one day later, she proposed to break up with me and said she was with you. You absolutely threatened her, you despicable fellow, damn bastard, open the door to me and I''ll teach you a good lesson! " Jing Haoyong''s expression was distorted by anger.


    Dong Zhuo, who had some sympathy for this guy, smelled the speech, his face suddenly became cold and sneered: "teach me a lesson? Is it up to you? by the way! By the way! " Dong Zhuo made an expression of enlightenment and said, "I remember you seem to be a karate master. Then let me see what gives you the courage to say such words! "


    As soon as the voice fell, the long knife in Dong Zhuo''s hand flashed. Cut off the door lock from bottom to top. This move has a different name in the flying imperial stream, which is called upwind!


    Jing Haoyong, who was still aggressive, didn''t expect Dong Zhuo''s knife technique to be so amazing. He even felt that the door lock was cut off when he saw a flower in front of him.


    Thinking of fighting such an expert, Jing Haoyong felt guilty even because of his hatred of seizing his wife.


    After all, he had deep feelings with Gong Benli. Jing Haoyong immediately put this timidity behind him, pushed open the door and walked quickly to Dong Zhuo. He clenched his right hand, roared and smashed it.


    In Dong Zhuo''s eyes, Jing Haoyong''s move, which looks very powerful, is like slow motion.


    Even Dong Zhuo believes that less than a second from jinghaoyong''s fist to his own shot is enough for him to unload eight pieces of jinghaoyong!


    Dong Zhuo made a mistake and flashed through Jing Haoyong''s fist. At the same time, the knife in his hand turned into countless streamers.


    Shua! Shua! Shua


    A series of knife lights flashed. Jing Haoyong''s eyes suddenly widened and his pupils suddenly narrowed. He couldn''t see the trace of the knife body. Only a gorgeous knife light flashed in front of him, like a blooming orchid. The cold feeling of the blade against the skin made his hair stand on end.


    In an instant, they passed by the wrong person.


    Jing Haoyong''s body still kept the fist waving posture, but his limbs trembled. His clothes could not be called clothes. They were completely like beggars'' clothes. They were cut into strips of cloth with different widths and hung on his body. It feels chilly when the wind blows.


    Yan Hong''s thin lines spread on the skin under each broken clothes. The faint smell of blood scattered in the wind from Jing Haoyong.


    It can be seen that Dong Zhuo''s exquisite grasp of power. In an instant, he wielded more than ten knives and cut his clothes. At the same time, he only cut Jing Haoyong''s skin, but did not cause much damage to Jing Haoyong. Such a shallow wound can be healed in an instant.


    The faint pain on his body was like a basin of cold water, which suddenly drenched on Jing Haoyong, who was dazzled by anger, so that he finally understood the gap between himself and Dong Zhuo.


    Although he was angry, Jing Haoyong was not a fool. He knew that he was not Dong Zhuo''s opponent. For Dong Zhuo''s knife technique, which just passed away, but could cut his clothes into rags in an instant, he had a kind of fear from his heart.


    Of course, Jing Haoyong knows that Dong Zhuo has shown mercy. But he also increasingly believes that Dong Zhuo is humiliating himself. What is the undead humiliation of robbing the girl you like and making yourself so embarrassed?


    The angry Jing Haoyong''s eyes were red, his heavy breathing was like an old cow, and his red eyes stared at Dong Zhuo, as if he was about to spit out fire.


    There was no sadness or joy in Dong Zhuo''s eyes. I did have a decision in my heart. Hum, it''s just a dragon trap. Dare to stare at me with such eyes. After the end of the day, the first thing I want to kill is you!


    In his heart, he wanted to kill Jing Haoyong, but Dong Zhuo stood there motionless. The long Dao was also in the scabbard at the moment when they passed by wrong.


    Jing Haoyong really doesn''t have the courage to face Dong Zhuo''s terrible Sabre technique, and Dong Zhuo also doesn''t want to make things big. He needs time to continue to sharpen his Sabre technique and enhance his survival probability under the doomsday. Between them, they fell into a strange silence.


    Both sides just stare at each other with their eyes, but they don''t say a word or move.


    "Dong Zhuo, don''t hurt Yong!" A cry of surprise came from outside the door and finally broke the deadlock. Outside the door, Miyamoto Li came running panting in a short skirt.


    After coming to Dong Zhuo''s yard, he ran directly to Jing Haoyong and looked up and down at Jing Haoyong''s body wrapped in his ragged clothes.


    It was found that Jing Haoyong just looked a little bleak. He didn''t suffer much damage except a little minor injury. Gong Benli was relieved, turned her head and opened her arms to protect Jing Haoyong behind her, and said to Dong Zhuo, "Dong Zhuo. Please let Yong go! "


    When Dong Zhuo heard the speech, he leaned his long knife on the ground, flashed a trace of anger in the depths of his eyes, and sneered, "give me a reason!"


    Gong Benli was speechless. For a long time, she seemed to have figured something out. She sighed with self pity and said to Dong Zhuo, "I''m your woman now. Can''t you agree to this request?"


    "Ha ha..." Dong Zhuo laughed and nodded with satisfaction, "very good. I hope you remember what you are saying now. Never forget! "


    "Li!" Jing Haoyong''s face was dull. He couldn''t believe what he had just heard.


    "Classmate Jing Hao, since Li pleads for you, I''ll bypass you this time and get out of my house now! Otherwise, don''t blame me for being rude! " Dong Zhuo changed his look and said coldly in his eyes, "I won''t be merciful this time. It won''t be as simple as cutting clothes!"


    The feeling of humiliation made Jing Haoyong lower his head deeply. There was a burning anger in his eyes