Chapter 192 Are You Happy?

Chapter 192 Are you happy?

"The crow flies the plane!!!"

Following the boy's roar, Huai Shi still descended from the sky, raised his ax towards the bald old man with strange muscles, and slashed with a jump!

In an instant, Luo Lao raised his head and stared at the boy's shadow, the corners of his eyes slowly raised.

This is really...unexpected.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he took a step forward.

boom!

The floor shook.

Then, uppercut!

Thus, the wind rose from the ground, like lava erupting from the earth's crust. From the high heat, that iron blue fist broke through the hurricane and hit Huai Shi's abdomen straight.

A critical moment.

Huai Shi, however, turned around from the air, like a bird, controlled her own center of gravity with a heavy ax blade, and completed the disguise in an instant, and then, in the midst of swaying and turning, stretched out towards the fist raised from the ground. out palm.

Five fingers open.

It seems to be defensive.

Luo Lao sneered, should it be said that it is a drop in the bucket or a drop in the bucket? There is no tank-level armor with a thickness of 20 centimeters, and only relying on the palm of the hand to resist the inner strength contained in the drummer.

A little too naive, right?

Immediately afterwards, he saw—iron light bursting out, amidst the sound of crystal growth, the sacrificial knife jumped out of the void, fell into his palm, was clenched tightly, and stabbed straight down.

Fight with iron.

The iron fist blasted upwards stopped for a moment, Luo Lao raised his eyes, showing a subtle astonishment and surprise: Did you even count the change of your own move?

intuition?

or something else?

He paused, paused again, and from the roar, his heavy and huge body moved back three meters without warning. Dodging the blade that he could have broken through instinctively, he stood still again.

It's unbelievable that Huai's poem fell to the ground.

Originally, in response to his attack, I had prepared several corresponding changes, but I didn't expect him to retreat.

It would be impossible to say that the sacrificial knife could injure him.

Even without calling the stigmata, Huai Shi could tell that he was at least a Tier 4 sublimator, and he might be a powerhouse at the top of Tier 4.

With his skills and strength, there are almost countless ways to deal with his blow.

"Why back off?"

Huai Shi asked, "Did you let the water go?"

"Ah, yes, the water has been released, probably as much as the Pacific Ocean."

Luo Lao smiled mockingly, withdrew his posture, moved his muscles slightly, almost defenseless, and let Huai Shi, who was three steps away, look for his weaknesses and gaps.

"Do you think I will thank you?" Huai Shi asked.

"What I want to say is that this is probably the experience of so many years."

Luo Lao twisted his neck, and the crackling sound made people hairy: "Look, if you blindly use numerical values ​​to crush, the battle can end in an instant, but the outcome is the outcome, and it will definitely not bring any growth to people." .

——The so-called education should not be like this. "

"Ha." Huai Shi was amused: "Although I am very touched, but old man, you just lowered your own strength and planned to abuse vegetables, right?"

It's like the ugly faces of those masters when they beat Mengxin.

Are you afraid? It doesn't matter, I will let you use both hands and feet... I can stare at you to death with just my eyes.

Offensive arrogance and self-confidence.

But Huai Shi couldn't refuse. He really needed the old man in front of him to lower his rank a little bit so that he could learn more.

"Isn't that what education is all about?"

Luo Lao asked back with a face of course: "Throwing away insignificant things will bring pain to the greatest extent, let people know fear, understand taboos, and accept domestication before they can live freely under the rules and understand their own. Only after shallowness and mistakes can we face the world correctly, and thus find the way to victory in hell..."

Huai Shi was speechless, and after being stunned for a long time, she bluntly sighed: "You old man must have a problem with your brain."

"Who says it's not? Are there normal people among the ascendants?"

Luo Lao asked back: "Little ghost, if you want to live in this hellish world, you need more than courage. Sometimes, you need a little bit of madness... Coincidentally, what I don't lack here is this kind of madness." Things, shouldn’t I, as a teacher, give this to you?”

"Then you are really considerate."

Huai Shi sarcastically: "Are you sure I can learn it?"

"I think you must be very talented."

Mr. Luo grinned, and gave a characteristically strange smile: "It seems that you are very good at learning Yubu by yourself, so let's start today's lesson from the simplest drummer's construction pattern——"

As he said that, facing Huai Shi, he slowly raised his left hand, posing in a weird offensive posture, and the muscles of his iron-blue face evoked a sinister smile.

"—As for the teaching method being too rough, you don't mind, okay?"

"This is your home, everything is yours, just don't make me lose money if it breaks."

Huai Shi shrugged indifferently, slowly opened her hands, showed him a knife and an axe, and smiled: "Just in time, I still have a tornado that destroys the parking lot and I want you to show it."

In the next moment, Huai Shi stepped forward.

Immediately afterwards, a piercing roar erupted.

Thus, Huai Shi's 15-day fat house happiness class began like this.

"Dong Yao Dong Yao, I'm Dong Guai, please answer."

"Dong Yao Dong Yao, I'm Dong Guai, please answer."

"The cave monster, the cave monster..."

"I heard that, are you bothered? Also, what the hell is a cave demon? What the hell is a cave crutch?"

On the corner of the street where people come and go, the silent vending machine finally made a sound, as if happy water and iced tea were shaking and answering.

Through the thick fuselage, the voice is hoarse and soft with a hint of femininity, as well as deep helplessness.

"Isn't that kind?"

Liu Dongli leaned against the vending machine with a cigarette in his mouth, and patted the top of the vending machine intimately: "Which one of us is with whom... Did you find what I want for me?"

Boom.

With a soft sound, a can of happy water fell out of the vending machine.

Liu Dongli picked it up and opened it, but there was no bubbly liquid that made people happy. Instead, it was stuffed with a thick roll of paper, and when it was pulled out, it became a curled stack.

"Here's everything you want," said Vending Machine.

"thanks."

Liu Dongli whistled.

"No thanks, I owe you."

Liu Dongli lowered his head and looked at the complicated records on the paper. After a long time, he sighed unhappily: "It's all a bunch of trivial things."

"The so-called family and before the family, isn't it like this? It hasn't changed since the primitive era when everyone robbed the mammoth. It used to be for water and land, but now it's for money. It's all the same."

The vending machine said coldly: "The Yin family is just a small family in Jinling, the Huai family... is just a seventeen-year-old child, and his great-grandfather Huai Guang is not a big man, although he was at the border back then. It had a little reputation during the pioneering period, but there is no shortage of such a pig in the wind, is there anything worthy of your attention?"

"Nie Yuan."

Liu Dongli scratched his head and sighed helplessly: "It's a long story..."

"I don't mind listening slowly."

"Maybe you can't change the place and situation?" Liu Dongli smiled awkwardly, looked at the people pointing at him in the distance, and sighed in a low voice: "Everyone must think that the person chatting with a vending machine The brain is sick."

"You have never been sick, Liu Dongli, but the reason you are sick is definitely not because you chatted with the vending machine." The vending machine suddenly asked, "Four years ago, when the incident at the Feuerbach mansion happened, you were at the scene." ,Right?"

"..."

Liu Dongli's smile froze and fell silent.

"The vicious curse attack, right? Although it was covered by the Astronomical Society, there are still clues that cannot be erased." The vending machine said, "Your time is running out, why should you care about other people?"

"This has nothing to do with you."

Liu Dongli finally stopped laughing, and his expression became indifferent: "Have you investigated me?"

"Liu Dongli, I thought we were friends."

"I don't want to be friends with a vending machine—" he responded coldly, "especially when this vending machine is still investigating me behind my back!"

The vending machine didn't speak.

In the long silence, Liu Dongli's expression gradually collapsed and became helpless.

"Okay, my fault, sister, don't be angry." He sighed and lit another cigarette, "Everyone has some dark history, just like underpants, and you will always feel a little embarrassed when you see it. "

The vending machine didn't get angry, just said: "I'm waiting for your 'long story'."

"It's a long story, and there's nothing to say."

Liu Dongli scratched his head helplessly.

"You think he looks like you?"

"...No? Well, there is a little bit."

Liu Dongli's expression became tangled: "But... you know that? That kind of kid looks playful and smiling, but in fact he is always sad and hates everything, even himself. Sometimes it's annoying, but sometimes It feels like it can't be ignored at all.

You see, after all, we have known each other for such a long time, if something happens to him in the future, if he regrets his whole life, it will be like my fault..."

"guess what?"

The tone of the vending machine became mocking: "You are not the only one who thinks so."

Seems to be pointing.

So, Liu Dongli was completely defeated, and raised his hands to beg for mercy: "I'm sorry, big sister, you can do good deeds as a hospice care."

After a short silence, the vending machine sighed softly: "I've become indecisive, Liu Dongli."

"Isn't it becoming more like an ordinary person?"

"Yes, congratulations." The vending machine asked mockingly, "Is being a cowboy so happy?"

"Do you think being a cowherd is very happy?" Liu Dongli's eyes widened, "Wrong, you can never imagine the happiness of a cowherd!"

"So, Mr. Happy Cowherd, what are you going to do?"

"How do I know?"

Liu Dongli smoked a cigarette and lowered his head: "As an outsider, I have no room to intervene at all, okay? What else can I do besides being anxious?"

The vending machine didn't speak any more.

She's gone.

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