Chapter 193 Hooligans and Hooligans

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The main materials of this set of armor are bamboo, leather and some metals. The whole body is black, and the production is very delicate, which is pleasing to the eye.

In fact, compared with the armor of other countries in the same period, Japanese samurai armor is not the best in terms of defense or practicality, because for a long time, the Japanese Get up and play "Sengoku Era" at the level of your own village chief on your own island.

But putting aside a series of shortcomings,

The key is that it looks good.

Rao Zhou Ze at this time, when he looked at himself wrapped in armor in the mirror, he didn't feel the discomfort and anger that this thing suddenly appeared on him. Instead, he felt that this set of armor was practical and protective. Let’s not talk about sexuality, just when it suddenly shows up during a fight, I feel that I am “cool”;

If there is another old man next to him with a classic bgm in time, the effect will be even better.

Perhaps it was influenced by modern Japanese cultural products, at least for Zhou Ze, he really didn't dislike this set of armor.

Zhou Ze still remembers being in the orphanage when he was a child. After dinner, a large group of children would gather in the living room with the only TV set in the school. Everyone sat on a small bench and waited to watch cartoons.

At that time, video recorders and later generations of VCDs and DVDs were not popular, so people basically watched whatever was shown on TV.

For a while, a Japanese animation "Magic God Altar Fighter" was once popular in the whole continent, setting off a huge frenzy. Even from the current perspective, this animation is still not perfect in the design of armor and the use of some secondary bgm Outdated feeling.

reach out,

leg lift,

Twist,

Even though his body is a little weak now, Zhou Ze still insisted on posing a few posses in front of the mirror, quite like an old man talking about being a teenager.

After playing enough, Zhou Ze closed his eyes, the armor quickly disappeared, he let out a long sigh of relief, and sat down again, his body was already dripping with sweat.

At this time, Bai Yingying also brought the shower gel and went into the bathroom again. Seeing that Zhou Ze was sweating again, she didn't know why, so she could only help Zhou Ze wash it again.

Enjoying the services of his maid, Boss Zhou, who took a shower and put on clean clothes, was supported by Bai Yingying and sat on his favorite sofa.

On the coffee table in front of him was a plate of candies, as well as coffee and newspapers.

The leisurely afternoon should be wasted.

Boss Zhou quickly assumed the role of salted fish again. Perhaps, this was due to his nature. Moreover, after what happened last time, Zhou Ze began to instinctively reject any activities that required him to leave the study.

His character is a bit selfish, and there is a kind of "I just want to salty fish to my heart's content, even if I die after being salted, the flood will be overwhelming."

The old man came back at this time, sweating profusely. Seeing Zhou Ze leaning on the sofa and reading the newspaper, the old man laughed excitedly "hehe", and immediately took a bottle of cold beer and said:

"Boss, it feels good to see you sitting here reading the newspaper as usual when you get home."

Sophisticated implication,

It's like a husband who has worked hard all day outside and sees his mother-in-law and auntie nursing the child when he comes home, and he feels no fatigue at all.

Anyway, it sounds weird.

Zhou Ze glanced at the old man, saw that he was full of energy and strong steps, and suddenly felt a little envious of this guy. After that incident, even if the old man had Bai Yingying's corpse pill to continue his life, it was just to guarantee that he would not die. , I didn't expect that the vitality of the old Taoist was really tenacious, and it took a long time for him to cultivate again.

The seventy-year-old man has such a terrifying vitality, and he can still think about things that are not there in his mind when he wakes up in the morning. He is really envious of others.

"How is your body?" Zhou Ze asked.

No matter what, you still have to take care of it, even if Zhou Ze thinks it's okay for the old man to order a night of "one dragon and two phoenixes" at night.

"Very good, I feel stronger than before." The old man patted his chest and sat down next to Zhou Ze, then stretched out his hand and quietly pointed to Bai Yingying, who was busy behind her, and whispered:

"Boss, can you solve Yingying's matter?"

"I'll fix it when I recover."

"That's good, she's a pretty girl." The old Taoist smacked his lips, went to the bathroom, then came out and turned on the big TV, changing channels casually.

"Hey, boss, there is a football game today, do you want to watch it?"

"Not interested." Zhou Ze is not a fan.

"Tongcheng Zhiyun's game seems to be played by a Chinese Super League team, maybe the FA Cup.

It's very rare for a Chinese second team to play a Chinese Super League team. "

Lao Dao is actually not a fan, but he has a certain relationship with the team. When he traveled north and south in the early years, he was invited to do rituals at the home courts of many teams and clubs. point luck.

Probably those teams are a bit unlucky, their home shots are always at the goal post or all kinds of bad luck, anyway, the old man is blind and encounters a dead mouse, or the players feel that their home court is blessed and their mental state is bless. It was different, the home performance improved all of a sudden, Lao Dao was very popular for this, and after he became famous, he was invited by several clubs to practice events.

To say that Chinese people are really superstitious, in fact, there are not many, don't look at it

There is a lot of incense in the temple, but everyone just wants to make it lively, worship as soon as you enter the temple, in the spirit of spreading the net, and this is actually not a superstition. An incense seeks an auspicious meaning.

But the old Taoist played too much a few years ago, and the butterfly effect started. If you invite Taoist priests here, I will invite dancing gods or monks. The characteristics of the local cultural industry are so lively.

However, this was captured by the fans and posted on the Internet. The fans themselves were just making fun of it, but they were noticed by the higher-ups. The Football Association immediately issued a document prohibiting all clubs from doing this kind of thing again.

For this reason, the veteran also cut off this source of income, and can only switch to the live broadcast industry, which is a later story.

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Xu Qinglang didn't drive back to his hometown, he just took a ride back and forth. When he hitched back after finishing his work in his hometown, he saw the driver on the road always seemed to be secretly looking at him.

All right,

He was already somewhat used to looking at Xu Qinglang this way, and he was also somewhat immune to it. He was also aware of his own appearance and temperament, so there was nothing he could do about it.

However, the driver seemed to be a little bit wrong. From time to time, he took out his mobile phone to look at himself, and deliberately looked at himself in the rearview mirror. Finally, the driver couldn't help asking:

"Are you a lady dresser?"

Xu Qinglang didn't understand the meaning for a while.

The driver shook his head, looked at the phone screen again, and asked, "Are you a man or a woman?"

"male."

Xu Qinglang pointed to the driver again and said, "What are you looking at?"

"Oh, nothing."

"Tell me, what are you looking at." Xu Qinglang said firmly.

Not to mention the overbearing aura of owning more than twenty sets,

Let’s just say that I’ve seen the kind of temperament that I’ve seen and practiced for a while,

Xu Qinglang seems to have a sense of Wu Zetian's oppression when he speaks now.

The driver may also be young, and his psychological construction is not like old fritters. Under nervousness, he actually pointed directly at the screen and said:

"We have the driver's evaluation here, but the passengers can't see it;

I read that the comments here say that you are very beautiful, and some people are guessing whether you are a man or a woman. I took your order before because I saw this comment, so I was interested in taking the order immediately. Actually Your path is very different from mine. "

"boring."

Xu Qinglang shook his head disdainfully and closed his eyes.

About twenty minutes later, the car arrived at the door of the bookstore, Xu Qinglang got out of the car, and saw that there were many people inside the bookstore, and they were alive.

Pushing open the door and walking in, Xu Qinglang saw Zhou Ze sitting at the bar.

"You're awake." Xu Qinglang greeted.

"Yeah." Zhou Ze nodded.

"Why is it so lively?" Xu Qinglang asked.

Zhou Ze pointed to the screen on the big TV, and said, "At first, the old man was watching the football game, and then many passers-by saw it through the glass windows, so they came in to watch it together."

"Spending a hundred yuan just to come in and watch a football game?" Xu Qinglang was somewhat puzzled.

In fact, Tongcheng has not had a professional team for a long time, but since the establishment two years ago, a lot of fans have gathered all of a sudden. It has already surpassed some Chinese Super League teams.

"Damn it, it's two to zero behind, damn it, don't watch it!"

A middle-aged man with a lot of tattoos cursed a few times, and finally reluctantly went to the bar to pay.

"It's a waste of money. I ordered two bottles of Sprite, and I was charged a hundred. The key point was that I fell behind by two goals in the first half of the fucking game. I really spent money to make money."

The tattooed man thought for a while and took back the one hundred yuan he was going to release, and said to Zhou Ze:

"Boss, do you have the nerve to accept my money? I'm here too, nicknamed Brother Qiang, just say hello to me if you have something to do..."

"No more." Zhou Ze replied.

The tattooed man smiled "hehe", pointed at Zhou Ze, and signaled to him that he was interested. In fact, the owner who can open a shop on South Street has long since ceased to be the object of criticism for such a small hooligan who is strong outside but capable in the middle.

The tattooed man took out a cigarette, bit it in his mouth, lit it, and opened the door of the bookstore gracefully and walked out.

"Things that don't know how to live or die." Xu Qinglang mocked beside him.

He understood why Zhou Ze would suddenly refuse to accept his money out of kindness, and it was definitely not because of any threats.

joke,

A ghost messenger was threatened by a local scoundrel in your world, can you still get along?

Coupled with Zhou Boss' iron rooster Grandet's character, will he have trouble with money?

Indeed, Xu Qinglang could also see that the tattoo gangster Yintang was black, and there was still a little black air around his body. It was obvious that he had recruited some dirty things recently. If there were no wise people to help him solve the disaster, he would be seriously ill. In the worst case, there may be a car accident on the road.

If you don’t take money from a dying person, don’t take it. Maybe in a few days too, you will come to the bookstore. You can’t collect the money when you were alive.

Zhou Ze silently lit a cigarette.

The bookstore is surrounded by glass, so the tattooed man who just walked out can be clearly seen inside.

The tattooed man took a big puff of cigarette, walked out, and when he was about to spit it out,

It happened that a pregnant woman walked by him.

tattooed man

Looking at the woman's big belly, he immediately suppressed the puff of the cigarette with force. Anyone who smokes knows that swallowing a puff of cigarettes is sour, like swallowing half a mouthful of mustard.

After the pregnant woman leaves,

The tattooed man bent over and retched on the ground.

Boss Zhou exhaled a smoke ring, and Xu Qinglang who was beside him also saw this scene.

"Go and help him crack it," Zhou Ze said.

Xu Qinglang nodded.

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