The host of Kuaichuan is domineering

Chapter 713 My Wolf Friend (50)

For the rest of the afternoon, Jiang Tang lay at the window and looked at the high-rise buildings across the street. He watched those white-collar workers in suits and leather shoes coming in and out. All black cars lined up under the tall buildings like ants.

"Oh...there are so many bodyguards."

Jiang Tang supported his face, allowing the soft flesh on his face to squeeze into a bun fold.

"Banban, do you think I can beat a one-on-one hundred?"

After a while, Banban raised his head and looked at the Tangyplasma ginger, which was soaked in the nutrient solution at this moment.

"You can try it, you will probably die."

"How do you know if you don't try."

Jiang Tang stretched his waist, ordered a takeaway, and when the takeaway arrived, he stared at the opposite side while slurping the noodles.

At about [-]:[-] in the afternoon, the man in a black suit came out surrounded by everyone.

The luxury car drove towards the left corner, and quickly disappeared at the corner of the street.

At this time, a large bowl of noodles was also finished.

Jiang Tang wiped his mouth, took a shower and went to bed to catch up on the drama.

Jiang Tang has been chasing this war movie for a long time. From high school to graduation, more than 300 episodes have been aired, and the war is still in full swing.

Just such a bad drama that was disliked by the old ladies in the streets, Jiang Tang watched it with relish.

She can take pleasure in whatever she does, as if she can watch an ant on the ground for a long time.

Ban Ban couldn't understand Jiang Tang's actions, he attributed all this to the boring and mediocre human beings.

Noisy gunshots came from the TV. Jiang Tang was lying on the bed with his tender face leaning against the white quilt, watching TV intently.

I saw the actor holding a machine gun in each of his left and right hands, and they were shooting in a blaze of fire, with himself as the center, within a radius of [-] meters without leaving any human or animal behind.

Jiang Tang couldn't help laughing out loud.

There are really only things that the audience dare not think about, and no directors dare not shoot.

She has also used this kind of machine gun. The recoil force can directly send people flying, plus it eats a lot of bullets and fires fast. It is impossible for ordinary people to raise the machine gun to shoot.

Of course, unless his arm is a mechanical arm, comparable to the hardness of diamond, that's another matter.

The actor on TV holds a gun in his left and right hands. This kind of anti-human behavior can only be broadcast on TV.

Seeing this, Jiang Tang couldn't help rubbing the quilt.

Since entering prison, she has never touched a gun again. With her strength in her heyday, she can try holding a machine gun with both hands. She looks pretty handsome.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, Jiang Tang began to feel sleepy.

Her life has always been very regular, she goes to bed at [-] o'clock in the evening and starts at [-] o'clock in the morning, and guarantees twelve hours of sleep a day, so as to make her dull brain clearer.

The lights in the room were on, and the shootout was still going on on the TV, making Lin's room even quieter.

Jiang Tang likes to sleep with her head under the quilt, which is a way she has never tried before.

In the prison, in order to punish these heinous prisoners, the prison warden will lock them in an electrified iron house. The house is so small that it is only big enough to stand on. If you are sleepy, you will unconsciously stand crookedly. At this time, a burst of sour electric current will directly prick all your nerves.

This kind of place is real hell.

sleep?impossible.

To the restroom?You can figure it out.

Jiang Tang was physically strong, and as a dangerous prisoner at the SSS level, he was locked inside for a whole month.

After a month, I will not eat, drink or sleep.

(End of this chapter)