My Elder Sister is a Superstar

Sister Zijin and her sister don't seem to like Su Yu very much. Even if her sister has a deep blood feud, why does sister Zijin dislike Su Yu because of the jealous nature of women?

Sister Zijin is generous, cheerful and pleasant. Normally, she shouldn't be jealous, although Su Yu is very beautiful.

Don't understand, don't understand.

I really don't want to count this in my heart.

"Ding!"

Qin Ze waited for a while, but nothing happened. He asked, "what's the matter with the system?"

System:

"Oh, sorry, I heard the wrong message." Qin Ze reacted and changed the ringtone of the text message another day. Every time a text message came, it would always be mistaken for a system task.

System: "forcibly brush my sense of existence, well done."

The salt fish of the system was afraid of the big guys in the system industry coming, so he didn't show up for several days and didn't dare to release tasks.

"If you continue to hide, I'm sure there's no guy who blew the sky, and I'll notify you that it's safe." Qin Ze ordered to send a message, which was actually sent by Zhao Tiezhu. They had exchanged mobile phone numbers at the table. When Qin Ze asked him for his mobile phone number in the tone of a big man, comrade Tiezhu became a little cute new, bowing his head to the big man while reading out his mobile phone number.

Text message: "Qin Ze, have you ever practiced martial arts? I've been in the army before, and I've seen a cow with several hands like you."

Although it is not allowed to become refined after the founding of the people's Republic of China, the national skill is real, not so mysterious, but the use of power and speed, coupled with years of hard training. The army also has a set of special fighting skills, such as special forces. It should be no problem to sling fourorfive adults.

"Yes." Qin Ze replied.

"What was that trick just now?" Zhao Tiezhu sent a message.

Qin Ze thought for a moment and replied, "the unicorn arm of the twenty-three year heat."

He meant to be kidding. The name of Kirin arm has been heard by the old masters, but he forgot that he and Zhao Tiezhu are not people of the world. How can Mr. Zhao be proficient in Internet blockbusters? When the keyboard man crackled on various forums, Mr. Zhao was also fighting. He fought on the bed of a goddess.

It's not one world at all.

Comrade Tiezhu believed it and asked, "do you have a gang?"

Qin Ze's brain flashed: "yes, I'm from the fried heaven gang."

"Fried heaven Gang?" Master Zhao didn't know that he was fierce.

"Well, there are not many people, but they are all elites."

"Awesome."

At this time, in a pure black BMW, Zhao Tiezhu dialed the phone of an old comrade in arms when he was in the army.

This comrade in arms is awesome. He Nan learned martial arts in Shaolin temple for several years when he was a child. He broke bricks with his hands and broken tiles with his brain. Anyway, all kinds of hanging and exploding heaven.

Fortunately, I got through and was not training.

"Hey, Ma, I met a Wulin master."

"Wulin master? Broken stone in the chest or bent steel in the throat."

"You are all tricky. My friend is so powerful. One hand, holding a cracked thick bottom glass, what's the concept? The grip strength. If you shake hands with me, you will crush my palm every minute."

"Impossible." His comrades in arms did not believe it, and said in a firm tone.

There has been such a video on the Internet that ordinary people can easily crush eggs, but if it is palm grip, even if you try your best, the eggs will be intact.

Of course, they don't know that Qin Zekai has hung up, and the system has achieved initial results in giving him the second set of primary school gymnastics. How can you be a man comparable to Teddy if you can't even pinch the cup?

"I can swear, it's absolutely true. I just had dinner with him and provoked him. He cracked two cups on the spot and showed them to me."

Comrade in arms was silent for a moment: "if so, congratulations."

"No, no, you made a mistake. I didn't take him as a bodyguard."

"No, no, you've made a mistake, too. I want to congratulate you on your escape. If what you say is true, people can slap you on the wall and won't buckle you down. This is your stallion life, Mr. Zhao, GG."

Zhao Tiezhu hehe laughed and said, "that's not true. By the way, he said he was a disciple of the bombers. Have you heard of it?"

"Fried... Tianbang?"

His comrades in arms thought, which two goods dare to take such a brainless name, not afraid of being beaten out of shit?

"Maybe it's a folk school. I haven't heard of it."

Hang up.

Zhao Biao asked the driver, "is there a club nearby?"

The driver is a local, sigh: "recently, the investigation is strict, the world is difficult."

Zhao Biao laughed and said, "no cost, no loan, bring your own equipment for production."

The driver said, "brother Zhao's political consciousness is high, so where are we going now?"

"Find a bar. I'm going to shake up."

Qin Ze and Wang Zijin returned to the community and took the elevator upstairs. Before entering the door, Prince Jin suddenly said, "aze, my foot hurts. Maybe I twisted somewhere. Can you carry me on your back?"

It's all at the door. Do you want to carry it home? With his understanding of his sister, he must be sitting on the sofa now, waiting for them to go home with an unhappy face. Again with his understanding of Wang Zijin, this is definitely not a simple "carry me home" thing.

Qin Ze filled himself with a 250 intelligence card, then refused the request of the little sister of the Wang family and resolutely took out the key to open the door.

In the living room, my sister sat up and looked at her blackened maggots and wolves, both returning home.

Qin Ze is glad for his wit. He wants to carry Prince Jin home. His sister's small face is not expressionless, but black into the bottom of the pot.

Once, Qin Baobao asked Qin Ze to carry himself home in the lift car. He was too young at that time and thought that his sister was simply spoiled.

Now Wang Zijin retaliated.

The sisters' routine is as deep as the sea.

Xiaomengxin is trembling.

The living room is warm with air conditioning on.

"Yo, go on a date." Qin Baobao's Yin Yang strange airway.

It seems that she has just finished taking a bath and washed herself for nothing. She is wearing a wide T-shirt, like her thighs. She should be wearing a fat CI inside, but it is covered by a T-shirt, which makes people feel that there is nothing on her lower body. Originally, Qin Ze had a chance to see if his sister wore a fat CI. But the moment his brother and best friend came in, Qin Baobao changed from a golden dagger posture to a lady sitting with her legs together.

"Yes, I had a good time. By the way, baby, have you had dinner? Just order takeout without eating. We didn't bring you any." Wang Zijin smiled.

Two months ago, Qin Baobao made such a joke that she must have blushed and denied.

Qin Baobao didn't lose his temper, holding a pillow and watching TV. Qin Ze told her that it was a py deal to meet friends and talk about business without confessing to her sister.

But invisible, there is still a strange atmosphere.

When Qin Ze saw the two sisters looking at each other, the killing machine surged, and he felt the pill.

I don't know since when, the two of them have been forced more and more frequently, and their intrigues have become more and more treacherous, and their routines have emerged one after another.

I remember when sister Zijin first came, her sister was fighting with herself, and she was watching a play.

Nowadays, Feng Shui turns... Alas, this doesn't seem to be something to be happy about.

"This dead brother is in control. He has to be jealous even if he eats a meal. It's difficult to walk." Prince Jin thought.

"The wolf who entered the house has been known by everyone in Sima Zhao's heart, and the pressure is great." Qin Baobao thought.

Qin Ze pretended nothing had happened, pressed the remote control to change channels, and casually chose an ancient costume drama.

"Have you heard the news from xiaolingzi that empress Gao is going to reset."

"Don't talk nonsense. It's not good to ask liguiren to listen."

"She is just a noble person. If the Queen really regains her position, you and I will turn the spotlight. How can we care about her?"

"I heard that Li Guiren always had some chips in his hand..."

……

It's a palace duel.

Prince Jin turned his eyes and said with a smile, "aze, the food in that store is delicious. We'll go again next time we find a chance."

Find a chance to bite three words very hard.

Qin Baobao immediately turned his pitiful eyes to his younger brother, with grievances hidden in his soft eyes.

Shamefully cute.

Qin Ze said: just talk about a business, eat another day, and we'll go together.

Wang Zijin: "..."

Pig teammate.

Sister threw provocative eyes at Prince Jin.

Prince Jin had long known that ordinary means were not enough to deal with this dead brother. We must suppress a bloody killing move.

"Sister Zijin, go next week?" Qin Ze asked.

Prince Jin's face was expressionless: "don't call me Zijin sister. That Prince Jin was dead in those days. Now I'm called Niu cobalt record · Zijin."

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