However, at this critical moment, Shao Wenhua suddenly turned 360 degrees in the same place.
At the same time, holding Wu Jianlin in his hand, he directly sent him in the direction of Chen Zhengsheng.
"Puchi --!"
Just listen to the sound of a sharp weapon into the meat.
Then, everyone saw that Chen Zhengsheng's ice cone happened to stick into Wu Jianlin's round and big beer belly.
Seeing this behind the scenes, Chen Zhengsheng's whole body was directly stupid, standing in the same place as bangzhui, motionless.
At the same time, the blood of Yan Hong began to flow out from Wu Jianlin's big bellied beer belly, and dyed his white shirt red.
But originally, it was because Shao Wenhua slapped him in the face that Wu Jianlin screamed like a pig.
After he saw a large amount of blood spread from his abdomen.
The whole person is scared is directly two eyes son up a turn, the body is soft to, the whole person lies in the pool of blood, life and death is uncertain.
"I'll go, won't I?"
"I said Chen Zhengsheng, you are really poisonous when you start
"Didn't you just talk and laugh with President Wu at the banquet and push the cup to change the cup? How come in the blink of an eye, you don't agree with him and directly want to kill him!"
"I said, how much hatred do you have? As for that... "
At this time, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly stood out, holding his mobile phone, a face to see the expression, the facial expression and behavior is also very exaggerated.
"No... no... No.."
"It's not me... It's really not me... It has nothing to do with me..."
At the moment, Chen Zhengsheng is also completely flustered. He shakes his head repeatedly, denies it and says.
"Oh?"
"It's not you, but me!"
"You see, the murder weapon is still in your hand. If you say it's not you, who can believe it?"
When Zhang Xiaofan said these words, he also moved the mobile phone down nimbly, and finally focused on the "murder weapon" held by Chen Zhengsheng!
Smelling speech, Chen Zhengsheng subconsciously looked down at the ice cone in his hand.
At this time, the ice cone has been completely dyed red by blood, a drop, a drop of blood drops from above.
Chen Zhengsheng, who has come back to himself, seems to be holding a hot potato in his hand, and he just loses it.
"Bang Dang!" With a sound, the ice cone fell to the ground and wiped out a common bloodstain on the ground. It was then stabilized.
"I said Chen Zhengsheng, even if you lose the ice cone now, it's too late."
"Before you all commit a crime the process I already used the handset, exactly gave to record down."
Zhang Xiaofan raised the corner of his mouth, and set off a smile like arc. He once again aimed his mobile phone camera at Chen Zhengsheng, tut tut surprised and said.
"Tut... Tut... Tut..."
"Chen Zhengsheng and general manager Wu, in order to fight for the supreme honor of Chen Dashao's first dog, have repeatedly become enemies and drawn swords against each other?"
"In the end, it's Chen Zhengsheng's move to kill Wu Jianlin with an ice cone. It's interesting. It's really interesting..."