My luck can go against the sky

Han Zi Rong, I'm thinking about Naha: "Dictionary Weiqing has darkness and space double properties, not as soon as the city, this is a bright attribute!"

To this end, Han Zi Rong also opened the system's query panel, four special attributes other than five basic attributes of Jinmu Water, itself did not have absolute high and low.

In other words, although the brightness and the dark are each other, but the bright is not more dark, two or two pairs, more important is more important than fighting their strength.

This is also the reason why Han Zi Rong is unable to wake up and wake up.

Wei Qing is really enchanting. Under the contrast, it is a bit not enough!

Han Zi Rong has a point that can't remember the depression of the gold skirt, when I came out of the bedroom, I looked up, first stunned.

Wang Yingyue, Yang Wei, Yu Yun Yun and Xiao Ruoyu four women actually played in the table, heard Han Zi Rong, only Xiao Ruoyi called his head.

"Brother, rice in the kitchen, give you, eat it yourself!"

Han Zi Rong is the door to the kitchen, which has already heard familiar fragrance. This kind of means of nourishing medicinal medicine into porridge, only from Yu Yun's hand!

Although Han Zi Rong has no way to clear what happened to them, but seeing four women and gap, he also screed slightly.

One side Han Zi has opened the financial news, and after a short-lived cosmetics queued, the picture was turned out to be a new product conference in the summer group.

The same people are in the sea, and there are many young women, and even please have a well-known band on-site assistance.

Good luck!

Han Zirong took a bowl of porridge, and the simple fortune is greeted. I will take a taxi to the United States.

When waiting for the bus, Han Zi Rong suddenly realized that he did need to buy a new car and a new mobile phone, but these little things, he no longer has to relate to the company, wait until the company said.

Han Zi Rong just went to the United States and Japan, and he didn't enter the door. I heard a noisy voice in the hall, and the door security was putting a young man out of the arm.

Han Zi Rong Xingyi, she was she raised, the man was originally Fang Lei.

"Stop!" Han Ziro rushed.

The two security guards first saw a bald head and still ignorant, this side was Han Zi Rong, immediately smashed: "Han Tong!"

Han was lidned for a while, this is to understand, the original Fang Lei is coming to the Korean rid of the gods, but the door security feels that Fang Lei is broken, how can it be a person who knows president, this has triggered a conflict.

The wind is flowing, and Han Zirong has never thought of that he often becomes a small threshold for one day before.

Han Zi Rong is alive, and then takes him straight to the building.

In the bright elevator, Fang Lei responded for a while, and he thought of words: "Are you really Han? But you -"

"It is an accident!" Han Zi Rong hit the head: "You want the fairy cream, I will let the secretary will give you!"

Fang Lei hurriedly waved: "That Han, I don't mean! I used to listen to the captain and heaven, I heard that you are a martial author? I don't know if you have heard the Jilong Temple?"

Han Zirong knows that Fang Lei will mistakenly meaning that his bald head is, but there is not much explanation, just just shake his head!

This Fang Lei seems to be a word, and he will not stop the reaction of Han Zi Rong, followed by:

"The monk in the Jilong Temple is also a martial author! Hey, but they take the name of the temple, specialize in the decent facts, go back to me, the car is giving!"

"Are you not a police?" Han Ziru said: "It is not finished to copy him!"

"Can't live!" Fang Lei's eyes poured a touch:

"My mother is killed by them, I want to revenge the police, but now my dad gets a piece with them! The death of the martial arts!"

Han Zirong finally no longer silence.

"Square police officer, are you misunderstood? Don't forget, when you say this, even I am jealous together! If I don't want to make a mistake, I seem to have not sin you!"

"Just, what's wrong with you!" Fang Lei suddenly fried between, and his finger was in the elevator button.

"Stop, stop, let me leave, I don't want you to create a cream!"

"The spirit of traditional military in the aftern China is the violent, , but you can now have these martial arts, one greed!"

"Using the ability to be a little more than ordinary people, I have to take advantage of the luxury, all kinds of words, which point the words of martial arts, make people feel good!"

Han Zi Rong came to a good impression on the police, even if this was the Fang Lei for him overnight.

At that time, the clothes were sent to Han Zi, and the next day of breakfast was sent to Han Zi.

This is also why Han Zi Rong heard that Fang Lei wanted to give birth to a new fairy cream immediately.

But what medicine did Fang Lei suddenly eat wrong?

"I really want to go?" Han Ziruped asked.

The elevator is still in the process of rising, and Rao is Fang Lei presses the underlying button, but the elevator drops need not short time.

Fang Lei shouted: "With you with your pseudo-martial arts, even the air feels dirty!"

Han Zi has been smiling, and the right palm is arbitrarily patted on the inner wall of this elevator, and the elevator slammed the ground without saying, a round-yen square door, so that this is a high place.

This president's dedicated elevator is to set up a side of the outer wall in the US-Japanese building. There is a special tempered glass in the elevator, and daily use to sightsee.

However, Fang Han Zi Rong is arbitrary, and the life of the elevator inner wall does not say, and the tempered glass of the outer wall is broken.

Fang Lei is a bit awkward.

Normally, the structure of this tempered glass, as long as it is broken, it will make the whole glass to break the whole glass.

However, Han Zi Rongnao is a passion, how can I do a precision that the cutting machine is not done, this is too liable!

Fang Lei's brain is ignored, and suddenly I remembered the glass door of the left chamber!

Although Fang Lei is very confident on the police officers in the facilities, it is very obvious that the glass of the closed room is hard to have a hard time!

In front of you, this door can be so easy to break, even if it exchanges the lock chamber of the police, there is no difference, and Han Zi is proud of a good thing!

Fang Lei is like a mirror. Yesterday, Han Zi Rong did not can't walk, but didn't want to go.

"If you wish, please please!"

Han Zi wanted to hunt the wind, laughing people honest.

Fang Lei looked at the holes in the sky, the feet were somewhat soft, Han Zi Rong said, and going? How? Do you jump?

Just Fang Lei's thoughts did not finish, suddenly came from behind, before screaming, Fang Lei's final consciousness was ass to have a foot.

"what--"