I have nothing to fear after schizophrenia

Duan Zi Jue's feet came quite neatly, Wu Bing was soft on the ground, and the blood swished from the Tianling cover to the soles of the feet.Wu Bing lowered his head slightly, his whole body was chilly, his eyes were flickering as if the computer had malfunctioned, and it was about to shut down.

How could Liu Yuming have expected that his yelling would inspire these hooligans, nor did he expect these hooligans to react so quickly, why the hell is it different from what is shown on TV? This is the correct way to open it.

The yelling on a whim resulted in his nephew being kicked in his lifetime. Liu Yuming felt pain when he looked at it, regretting it, his eyes turned red, and he opened his mouth to bite the strong man who was still grabbing his scalp and cursing.

The strong man suffered from pain, Liu Yuming jumped out from his creaking nest, his eyes were red, he saw a brick under the drainpipe of Tongzilou, ran to pick it up, and shouted, "Fuck you, I will kill you .”

These hooligans were also ruthless, Wu Bing knelt on the ground in pain, and there was a ruthless guy greeting him.As soon as Wu Bing's eyes recovered, he raised his hand and inserted two fingers into the eyes of this thing.This thing is none other than the hunk in the suit.

"Ah—" the hunk in the suit took a few big steps back in pain, covered his eyes and screamed, "My eyes—"

You have good eyesight. This is the first time I have inserted someone, and I have zero experience, so I just poked your eyebrows. This is all against your sister.

Wu Bing took a deep breath, managed to get up from the ground, and looked over to Liu Yuming, just in time to see him waving a brick, jumping up and hitting a strong man's Tianling Cap.

With the bricks in hand, I own the world.

Bricks are simply the most handy weapon in the world. There are many of them and they don’t need to be collected. You can pick one up wherever you go.

Wu Bing watched him finish photographing a strong man, then jumped up to photograph another strong man, rushed towards him with a smile about to win, and joined them.

Wu Bing was deeply infected by the opponent's domineering spirit, and he did not show any weakness. He did not show timidity in the face of the fierce man in a suit rushing towards him with his teeth and claws. The fists clashed.

Crack——crack——

Is this the sound of breaking fingers?You shouldn't play like this with your fingers, right?Is my hand broken?Wu was so sick that he couldn't keep backing up again and again, the upper part hurt and the lower part also hurt.

However, the hunk in the suit didn't give him a chance to retreat, the second punch came with a heavy weight, and Wu Bing's eyes widened.

"Fuck your mother—" Liu Yuming shouted loudly.

Wu Bing saw him flash out from behind the hunky man in a suit, the brick drew a beautiful arc in mid-air, and slapped him on the forehead with tremendous force.

Wu Bing grabbed Liu Yuming's hand to support him, his forehead was warm, and his vision began to blur when two streams of liquid hung down.

He was in a daze, pointed at Liu Yuming, and said bitterly: "You...you..." Can't you spot the shot?

The line of sight turns in seconds.

Wu Bing saw himself, no, it was Bai Ye, wearing his own skin in Liu Yuming's arms, suddenly opened his eyes, and the moment he opened them, he jumped up, and he was stuck with the fierce men, fighting hard. That's called burning.

The blood in Wu Bing's chest was boiling.

"Ouch, does the ailment still hurt?"

Wu Bing turned his head stiffly, his thoughts went blank for a moment, he slowly raised his hand, pointed to Bai Ye who was watching the show all over his face, and then pointed to himself who was fighting like a raging fire on the field, his eyes were wide open, his expression was very disbelieving, "Which one is the boss over there sweeping the whirlwind leg and kicking the audience?"

"It's Huang Chou."

Wu Bing turned his head stiffly again, pointing back and forth tremblingly.

Who is the girl in the green barbie skirt who hangs her head at 45 degrees, lowers her eyebrows, and has springy cheeks?

Who is the man over there with a pair of orange earphones hanging around his neck, his clothes wrinkled, and flip-flops, who is [-] meters tall?

And this one over here, in an old purple gown, with a frigid expression?

Wu Bing held his head in his arms, and there must have been two acres of frustration.There are no two acres, and there is probably seven or eight acres of one.

None of this matters.

What's important is that another sub-personality popped up in my mind, not one, but four, four increased at once, plus Bai Ye and myself, there are six, a six-person team, and the golden flowers are blown up Don't be too cool.

And the newly added sub-personality snatched control of his body as soon as it came.Bai Ye, the big brother, can be regarded as the first sub-personality to settle down in his own mind, but it took him a long time before he was able to grab it once.What's up with these new arrivals?

Wu Bing didn't see the gate of the mental hospital beckoning to him this time, but he saw that the exclusive ward could be checked in with pillows.

Ugh--

"Wu Bing, my eyes hurt and my nose is bleeding..."

Wu Bing sighed, turned his head absent-mindedly to look at his uncle squatting beside him, with red nose and swollen face, one eye swollen into a slit, tilting his head up and breathing wildly.

The two did not know each other.

Wu Bing took out the pocket of his trousers, but the paper was gone, so he took out a few steel coins, which were originally intended to be used in the subway, "Wait."

After Wu Bing finished speaking, he got up, looked around, and ran in one direction. After a while, he left the convenience store with two bottles of mineral water and tissues in his hands.When walking back, Wu Bing swayed his legs, and his kicks in his lifetime were a bit strong.

When he came here just now, he still cared about the man's dignity and insisted on straightening his waist. Now even if the leader is following a sub-personality team behind him, Wu Bing can't care about it anymore. It really hurts.

In such a painful situation, that boss can still sweep the whirlwind leg and kick the audience, he really is a boss.Although the boss is actually a little yellow-haired boy with the head of an airplane on his head——

The little yellow-haired boy at the head of the plane was called Huang Chou, and Wu Bing couldn't figure out why the names of these sub-personalities were so weird.

The girl in the 45-degree green Barbie skirt is called Lu Xiao, the orange earphone flip-flops are two meters long and the magnetic field is called Orange Light, and the frigid boy in the old purple shirt is called Zisu.

Wu Bing pondered over and over again, trying to figure out some patterns, and adding Bai Ye, it was absolutely necessary to make up the rhythm of the rainbow colors.

It's not good, it's very bad, Wu is sick and worried.

When he came back, his brother-in-law still maintained the same posture as when he left.This person was indeed my uncle, because Liu Yuming was a few years younger than Wu Bing, and had graduated less than a year ago.It is obvious that my little mother is not very old, and my old man is the old buffalo eating the tender grass. The old buffalo and the tender grass still look at each other at the gambling table.

Wu Bing was even more worried when he saw how obediently he was with his calves.

Isn't it good to be so well-behaved at work? This guy graduated almost a year ago, and he hasn't been honest in any position.It took less than a month at the longest, and before leaving, I still didn't forget to quarrel with someone, and then patted my butt and left when I was satisfied. Fortunately, I introduced several companies to him, and finally made him feel uncomfortable inside and out.

Sorry.

Wu Bing was unhappy, and even wiped his nosebleeds, and when he washed his nose, it didn't feel serious.

"It hurts, take it easy—"

"Take care of your mother, if you yell again, just wipe it off yourself."