Super Student's Three-realms Army

"You're not an actor. Don't design those plots."

"What's more, you're really willing to pay for your success."

"If nothing else, you bought this ketchup on sunset? This color is a little too heavy... "

During the conversation, Zhang Xiaofan squatted down slowly. As he spoke, his face also showed a very exaggerated and surprised expression.

"You... Wow --!"

After being run by Zhang Xiaofan, Zhou Chuanming almost didn't come up in a breath. He just opened his mouth to say something, but he felt a sweet throat and a stream of blood gushing out.

"Ouch, I'll go!"

After seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and sighed.

"It seems that group leader Zhou is possessed by the essence of drama. For a time, he was addicted to acting."

"It's really a play. Look at the blood vomiting. It's really mouthful after mouthful. It can't stop at all."

"I don't know how much ketchup he put in his mouth."

"I said, he looks like this, there should be no problem?"

"You say, do you need to call 120, call an ambulance..."

Qin Xiyan looked on, a delicate melon seed face was full of worry at the moment.

Because, no matter from what angle, what Zhou Chuanming spits out in his mouth is not like the ketchup that Zhang Xiaofan spits out in his mouth.

Moreover, every time Zhou Chuanming spits out a mouthful of old blood at this time, his whole face turns pale. It's not that he can perform with acting skills.

Even if it's ten thousand steps back, what if today Zhou Chuanming really gave his life here.

There is no doubt that it will be a big trouble for Longteng group. How can we say that it is a living human life, isn't it?!

"Hey, don't make a fuss."

"As I said just now, maybe it's the eccentric habit of group leader Zhou, just spitting a few mouthfuls of blood? It's nothing at all, OK! "

Besides, maybe I'll get used to it when I vomit. "

Zhang Xiaofan shrugged his shoulders in a relaxed tone.

"Still vomit, vomit to be used to?"

After hearing what Zhang Xiaofan said, Qin Xiyan turned his eyes helplessly.

It's true that you can form a habit of anything, but can you form a habit of something like this?

It seems that if people have been coughing up blood, it is estimated that it is not far from "dog belt"?

"Zhang... Zhang Xiaofan..."

"I... I want to call the police... I want to fight 110 and catch this boy. I want you to spend the rest of your life in prison, and I want you to regret your whole life... Wow --!"

Zhou Chuanming gritted his teeth, squeezed these words out of his throat, angered his heart, and spat out a mouthful of old blood again. His eyes turned up and he fainted under the car.

"I'm really using my life to touch porcelain. These days, I'm really 360 lines, and I'm the number one scholar in every line."

Looking at Zhou Chuanming, who was already in a complete coma, Zhang Xiaofan also shook his head helplessly, sighed deeply and said.

"That's right. So many people are watching..."