Chapter 1175

"I know what you're thinking." Yang Song said, "do you regret meeting me?"

Wu Chuang nodded.

He now feels that Yang Song is not a person. He should have been met by an immortal from heaven.

Otherwise, how can Yang Song manipulate lightning and rainstorm?

Since he is an immortal, what's strange to know those little nines in his heart?

"Have you ever thought that without me, Gao Tiezhu and his wife would really be bullied by you?"

Wu Chuang nodded.

He had trouble with high-speed iron pillars before.

"It used to be a little trouble. In business, people pay attention to harmony to make money. People don't care about you."

"Boy, you are always alone. Just your virtue. Brother tie Zhu, if you are in trouble, do you think you can get a few punches from him?"

As his name suggests, Gao Tiezhu has a bright and generous personality, which sometimes makes people ignore his aggressiveness.

Wu Chuang thought the high-speed railway column would be bullied by him.

"Smashing people's jobs is tantamount to killing their parents. This hatred is not small." Yang Song said, "I know you want to force the house because you heard that it is going to be demolished. You want to come over and build your own store to monopolize the demolition and compensation."

Not a penny to Mr. and Mrs. Gao Tiezhu.

People are not enough.

"Most of the street are tenants. Usually, everyone is used to not caring about that little bargain. Now if you want to destroy other people's stores, no one will bear it."

Wu chuangmo remained silent. He still looked down on the tenants.

Yang Song knew this gambler's psychology. Preaching didn't work. He had to whip it.

No pain, no mistake.

"Fool!" Yang Song shook his head and walked back.

"What are you doing? Put me down! Put me down! You haven't let me go!" Wu Chuang screamed as if Yang Song was going to kill him every minute.

"Reflect on what's wrong." Yang Song waved his hand and yawned: "I'm so sleepy. I waste my sleep dealing with you in the middle of the night. If you don't reflect clearly, be careful I'll string you."

Wu Chuang wanted to shout again when a towel suddenly appeared and stuffed into his mouth.

"Oh, oh, oh..."

I can't shout out. I have to hang it. The towel is also stained with his good wine. It's really hard to say.

Wu Chuang has never been so miserable in his life.

"Yang, you bastard, let me go! My father never hit me! "

"I'll kill you sooner or later. I'll kill you!"

"I'm wrong to step on the horse. Put me down quickly. Do you hear me?"

……

Complaining.

Yang Song comfortably took a hot bath in the castle, slept again, and woke up on time in the morning.

Go back to the hotel room and go directly to the fitness room to exercise.

Wearing blue sportswear, running on the treadmill.

The gym provided by the four-star hotel is actually pretty good. Yang Song is sweating on the treadmill and exudes the hormone smell of mature men.

We must attract beautiful women.

As the saying goes, there is no shortage of ladies and sisters who are interested in handsome men in the gym.

Yang Song is young enough, energetic enough, and has a calm atmosphere far beyond his peers.

Abdominal muscles, psoas muscles, pectoralis major muscles, as well as slender, tall, strong and powerful legs, make a lot of fans obsessed.

"My God, such a masculine little brother is still fresh meat. His beautiful body makes me thirsty!"

"Sure enough, the birds who get up early have worms to eat. The little brother is really tempting. It looks good!"

"You see, he's been running for nearly half an hour. He's not panting at all. He has good endurance!"

Yang Song got off the treadmill and went to the dragon gantry to pull up.

Hold the beam with both hands and pull up with the strength of upper limbs.

After a few, Yang Song took off his cover and only wore a sports vest.

"Wow -" the voice of a group of fans swallowing their saliva!

"You see how smooth the lines of his arms are and how beautiful the shape of his muscles is. It must be dreamy to be held by such a pair of arms!"

"I knew his ABS and psoas were beautiful just before I took off my clothes. I just didn't expect them to be so beautiful. I really want to touch them."

"I'm more infatuated with his butterfly bone."

"This little brother is my sun. Seeing him in the morning is definitely the first time I saved the earth in my last life."

Wait until Yang Song pulls the rowing machine.

Those little sisters are even more crazy.

As we all know, rowing machine is a kind of sports equipment that requires people to lie down and rely on their whole body.

When Yang Song lay down

A group of little sisters dressed in cool clothes were excited and hot, as if they could cook themselves.

"He's lying down. Is this Ren Jun Caijie?" The talking little sister has red bean ribbons on her long hair, which is biased towards the classical beauty in the lady picture.

"Welcome me to the past?" Short hair, short sleeves, shorter skirts, this is a hot girl.

"Don't rob any of you with me. This little brother is mine tonight!"

"Why?"

"Treasure boy fairy little brother is ours!"

"Don't scare the little brother. Why don't we go to wechat? Whoever can get the little brother is who."

"It's a way."

……

Yang song just stopped to get a glass of water to drink. Immediately, there were 5678 beauties of different styles, either reserved or enthusiastic, who neatly handed Yang Song their own water.

The one with the bottle cap unscrewed.

"Ah, thank you." Yang Song didn't want anyone. He took his own mineral water: "I can screw it off myself."

Straight man! Steel straight man!

An unprecedented straight man.

Ladies and sisters were not hit at all: straight men are good. The more straight men like steel, the more they like it!

Yang Song raised his neck to drink water. His Adam's apple rolled. Even the lines on his neck were so charming.

When he finished drinking water, his lips were inevitably stained with some.

Some wet lips look better.

"Little brother, you have water on your lips." Little sisters stared at Yang song like wolves.

"Oh, thank you." Yang Song wiped it himself. The young ladies and sisters were discouraged. They can do it for them. What paper towels can they use?

Yang Song has a feeling that he is stared at by diners as food.

"Can you give me your wechat, little brother?" Finally, someone spoke first.

"And I, and I, I also want your wechat."

"People want to discuss fitness with your little brother. They want to ask if you can be my private teacher. Well, we can go back to the room and practice our body."

"No, my little brother still teaches me!"

"Little brother, my house is nearby. I'll drive you!"

"My single apartment has a cinema. My little brother goes to the movies with me."

With the reddest faces and the most charming voices, young ladies and sisters spoke the most imaginative words.

No matter how dull Yang Song was, he also reacted at this time.

Whether he was noticed or a large group of people.