The best perspective expert

Chapter 245 Moths to the flame
Often walking by the river, how can there not be wet shoes?
People are floating in the rivers and lakes, how can they not be knifed?

The bald-headed group of thugs is considered a bully in Chenzhou County, and they have encountered some ruthless characters, including a martial arts practitioner, and a veteran who has just returned from the army, but without exception, they all won. At least until now, they have been safe and sound.

Therefore, their combat experience is quite rich, and they have seen many capable fighters.

In their view, the so-called masters are just like that, not to mention facing a dozen machetes, even facing a few bricks, they will be afraid of running away, getting injured or even dying, no different from ordinary people, the so-called The fists of the masters are not as hard as bricks, nor are they as sharp as machetes.

Only now——seeing Han Zhenyang's kick, they realized what a real master is.

They have only seen this kind of scene in movies, but they have always believed that the kung fu in movies is imaginary, and no one can kick someone ten meters away with one kick.

Now, they suddenly discovered that the legendary master was by their side.

Unfortunately, the legendary master is exactly the target they want to chop.

This, is it still cut or not?
The bald-headed subordinates surrounded Han Zhenyang with knives and sticks, trying to cut him down, but seeing the miserable state of the boss, they didn't dare to cut it down, for fear that they would be the next one to be kicked away.In the final analysis, they are just a group of punks, without organization and discipline, without the boss taking the lead in charging, they are no different from ordinary people.

Seeing this, Han Zhenyang yelled abruptly, "Get lost—"

His roar was much louder than Xiao Changtian's. The sound wave that burst out suddenly exploded in mid-air like a rolling muffled thunder, shaking the surrounding treetops trembling a few times. The thugs retreated a few steps in unison, and the weaker ones were even stunned by the shock, as if their souls had been shaken away.

But the worst one was Xiao Changtian who was closest to him. The old man was caught off guard when he heard his violent shouting, he felt a pain in his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell directly to the ground.

In fact, he didn't expect his roar to be so powerful, almost as loud as the legendary lion's roar, and it could make people vomit blood.

But if you don't pretend to be aggressive at this time, then you are too sorry for wasting all your energy.

Seeing that a group of thugs had lost their momentum, they took a step forward and kicked them. With a "boom", they landed on a round stone pier. The ear cannonballs hit the rockery like breathing, trampling a large area with a clatter, and the stone pier was firmly embedded in the rockery.

With one kick, he slowly retracted his right leg, lightly flicked the non-existent dust on the trousers, but stared coldly at the thugs.

The thugs opened their mouths wide in surprise, staring dumbfounded at the broken stone pier and the half-collapsed rockery. After a while, they ran away with their heads in their arms. They didn't even care about their boss, for fear that they would be kicked by Han Zhenyang if they ran too slowly. Kick away.

Just kidding, with the foot strength this young man showed, if he was kicked, he would definitely die!They don't think that their small bodies and bones can be stronger than stone pillars carved from granite.

In less than three seconds, there were only three people left on the scene, Han Zhenyang himself, Xiao Changtian who spat out a mouthful of blood, and the bald man who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Han Zhenyang ignored the bald head, looked at Xiao Changtian, and saw that he just vomited blood, and the injury was not serious, so he showed a panicked expression, "Mr. Xiao, what's wrong with you? I'll call 120 for you. "

Xiao Changtian pointed at Han Zhenyang, trembling with anger, really wanted to scold him shamelessly.But thinking of Han Zhenyang's perverted lethality, he could only resist the urge to continue vomiting blood and shook his head, "No, no, I'm fine," he said, struggling to get up and staggering back to the hotel.

Han Zhenyang looked at Xiao Changtian's back and sneered, and Shi Shiran followed behind. He passed by Yonghe Soybean Milk Store and bought two breakfasts before returning to the hotel. From the beginning to the end, Xiao Changtian couldn't get out of his sight.In fact, with Xiao Changtian's current state, he probably doesn't have any intention of doing anything wrong.

At 08:30 in the morning, Zhou Daqi personally drove to pick up Han Zhenyang and the others. When they arrived at the TV station, they just changed their clothes and put on makeup.

In order to show the effect of the show, the guests and the host are all wearing long gowns. They are all new inside and out. Anyway, long gowns are relatively loose. As long as the size and body shape are not too outrageous, the effect of putting them on will be good. .

As for makeup, since we are all men, it’s too simple. Just do some touch-ups to enhance the photogenic effect, and you don’t even need to do hairstyles.

Of course, handsome people are handsome no matter how they look, and ugly people look ugly no matter how they dress up.

Han Zhenyang himself is not particularly handsome, but he is tall and strong, his facial lines are tough and majestic, and after more than half a year of spiritual nourishment, his skin has become smooth and delicate, with a layer of jade-like luster shining, making him even more handsome.

Moreover, he has raised his body and moved his energy. He has lived a superior life for the past six months, and he has been in contact with people of status. He has gradually developed his own temperament, and his aura is quite extraordinary.In addition, he was constantly fighting with Lei Huo and others, and his subordinates lost countless lives. Naturally, there was a bit of murderous intent in his demeanor, which showed majesty and domineering that people dare not look directly at.

Various temperaments merged together to form an aura that belonged to him alone.

In front of acquaintances he was a little funny, and he didn't like to put on airs, so most people didn't know it.

But now for the effect of the show, he suddenly raised the shelf, and the aura immediately changed. The little girl who put on her makeup did not dare to look into his eyes, but only dared to observe secretly through the makeup mirror. , the nervous hands were trembling, the little face was flushed, and the neck was steaming in the winter.

Moreover, Han Zhenyang chose a black long gown with a stand-up collar and buttons. Inside is a white Chinese-style shirt, a black outer shirt, and a white inner shirt. The simple and clear match shows a mysterious aura on Han Zhenyang. Standing, it's really a bit elegant and classical.

As soon as he came out of the dressing room, the recording scene fell silent instantly, everyone's eyes were on him, and everyone had only one feeling—amazing.

The hostess Xiaoyu couldn't help covering her mouth because she was a little worried that Han Zhenyang wouldn't be on camera, or that the makeup effect wasn't good.But now, she can hardly stand up anymore. In her eyes, Han Zhenyang at this time is a radiant sun, and she is a moth that has been robbed of her mind. She has a kind of unhesitating The urge to jump over.

Moths to the flame, nothing more.

The women appreciate and marvel, while the men have a sour taste after marveling.

The same sex repels each other, a man can't see a man who is better than himself, especially when everyone is similar, but one of them suddenly becomes the focus of the audience, the others naturally feel uncomfortable.

"Hmph, pretending."

A man couldn't help but snorted coldly.

(End of this chapter)