Super Bad Luck System

Chapter 338

Zhang Yang laughed like a vicious dog, holding a stick and whipping it on the leg of the person in front of him!

He only heard the man's wailing, and he knelt directly on the ground.

After all, Zhang Yang is a person who has practiced Wing Chun and Wu Qin Xi. His own strength and reaction ability are not only higher than before. This stick has not been used much force, but the leg bone of that person has already been broken. .

When the motorcycle racers saw it, they didn't even say a word when they moved, and just hit their heads with a stick, and each of them started to back away with their sticks, not daring to move forward.

This is great, the people on my side don't even have the momentum to fight at the beginning.

Zhang Yang watched them retreat, and shook his head helplessly. Even if this kind of person beats them, it feels like a bully.

He threw down the iron rod in his hand, and said to the crowd: "Go ahead, I won't do anything."

Holding a stick on Friday, he made a color for a boy next to him, and that boy made a color for another person.

Soon the last person turned his head and saw the boss, and closed the wink he was going to show abruptly!
He walked up to Zhang Yang with the iron rod and grinned his teeth to show that he was very cruel.

Zhang Yang didn't even look at him, he closed his eyes and said, "I'm closing my eyes, you can hit me."

"What's the situation? Masochist?" The man holding the stick looked puzzled, and shook the stick in front of Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang didn't move at all, his eyes were still closed, motionless.

The man holding the stick came behind Zhang Yang, raised the stick and struck Zhang Yang's head. Zhang Yang felt a gust of wind on his forehead, and whispered in his heart, "Knock out!"

100 bad luck points will be deducted.

I only saw that when the stick was about to hit the head, the angle was slightly tilted, and it passed directly.

Zhang Yang was also startled, he clearly heard the sound of the stick flying past his ears.

"What are you doing!" Friday said angrily, "Are you juggling?"

The boy holding the stick also felt strange. He felt like he was about to hit it when he took it just now, but he let it go in the end?

He changed his position this time and smashed towards his waist.

"Get off!"

Deduct 200 unlucky points.

The stick flew out of the man's hand and flew straight towards Friday. He couldn't dodge it, and the stick hit his face, leaving a big red mark!

Seeing this scene, Wu Han burst out laughing in the car.

"Laugh, what a fart!" Wu Wu stared at him resentfully, his face turned pale with anger, and his breathing became heavy.

"You fucking did it on purpose!" He stepped forward and hit the man with a stick, causing him to scream.

"Fifth brother, fifth brother." The man wailed, "I don't know why, I really didn't mean it."

"Get out, let me do it!" Wu Wu frowned, holding two sticks, and slapped Zhang Yang!
"It's all empty." Zhang Yang said silently in his heart.

10000 unlucky points will be deducted!
Damn, so ruthless!

Zhang Yang now only has [-] unlucky points, and after a few rounds, his own unlucky points have been deducted [-]. For him now, it is too painful!
After a rough beating, Friday felt that both his arms were tired, but Zhang Yang was still a normal person.

His eyes widened, he was startled suddenly, and said incoherently, "You, are you a human or a ghost?"

Zhang Yang slightly raised his eyebrows and laughed, "I'm not a ghost, I'm a broom star, and anyone who bullies me will be unlucky."

He pointed to Friday and said, "Take these two iron rods, and be careful not to fall and hit your own feet."

"What?" Just after Friday finished speaking, one of his iron rods fell vertically and hit his foot, causing Friday to howl in pain.

His eyes widened, his face was horrified, and he had an overreaction of fright. This person is really a broom star, and his mouth is almost the same as a crow's mouth.

"How about it, are you convinced this time?" Zhang Yang hooked his lips into a deep smile, he wanted to turn all the people present into his followers to make up for his loss just now.

"Don't accept it!!" Friday roared at the top of his voice. People who play drag racing are born with a character that refuses to admit defeat.

And this kind of personality is even more vividly reflected in people like Friday.

"Oh?" Zhang Yang groaned, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Let me tell you, I'm a broom star. I'm the only one who can make others unlucky. No one can make me unlucky." Zhang Yang revealed his identity, and everyone around was stunned.

"Broom star?? Is there really such a person?"

"Isn't it made for the live broadcast effect?" Someone questioned.

After Wu Han heard the news, he wasn't too surprised. When he met Zhang Yang, he had already done some research, and naturally knew that Zhang Yang was a bastard.

Otherwise, Wu Han would not intentionally please Zhang Yang. He is a son of a rich family, and he has been influenced by the rich family to do things himself since he was a child.

There are no eternal friends, no eternal enemies, only eternal interests!
Hearing their conversation, Zhang Yang originally thought that his popularity was high enough, but he didn't expect that after the report came out, there would be people questioning him. This was something he never thought of!
These words directly reminded Zhang Yang, no wonder his followers never increased after reaching [-].

Among the many people, there are only a few who watch their own live broadcasts, and those who watch the media, those who see the media, and those who believe in themselves. After this is excluded, there are only about [-] left.

"No wonder." Zhang Yang pondered for a while, his eyes gradually became determined, then these people must become his followers and make up for his losses!

Zhang Yang made up his mind, picked up an iron rod, weighed it, threw it into the crowd, and said a very coquettish and mean-spirited sentence: "Let's go together, let's show you the ability of broom star."

Right after these words were uttered, several people had already turned into believers of Zhang Yang. Even if they held iron bars in their hands, they would not dare to face Zhang Yang without weapons.

"What's the matter, don't you dare to go?" Zhang Yang sneered, "Aren't you brave racing people? Why are you as cowardly as a pug now!?"

When everyone heard this, even the few believers just now were annoyed. Even if you are a bastard, you can't do whatever you want like this!

Immediately shouted loudly!
"Go on!!"

More than ten people swarmed up, directly surrounding Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang didn't resist much, he just took a few steps back and pointed at one of them, "Fall!"

100 bad luck points will be deducted.

The person running in front staggered and fell into the mud on the spot.

(End of this chapter)