"Shhhh!"
The Venerable Master in the Vest pouted and huffed softly. Rumor has it that this strange sound can increase the power of the cannonball and make the cannonball launch farther.
Of course, this has no scientific basis.
King glanced at the vested man with disdain, took a deep breath, held it in for a long time, and then exhaled. Oh my god, he forgot to lift the cover in front of the barrel.
He quickly disarmed, took out his gun and took aim, with a solemn expression on his face. He took another deep breath, and then the energy fell from his dantian, injecting more power into the gun.
emission!
Biubiu!
For example, the sound of machine gun fire continues to rise, white smoke rises, stones splash, and dust fills the air. The battle scene is very fierce and anxious.
The two fought inextricably.
"Calm down!"
The Venerable Master in the vest couldn't bear it at first. His magazine was empty. He immediately put away the gun and checked the results of his shooting. He visually measured the distance of his bullets. His expression moved slightly, and a smile appeared on his face.
"Chichi!"
King took a breath and finished the work.
"King, you and I are both S-class heroes. There is no need for a referee in our fight."
Damn you, I don’t agree with you if you ask for a referee. After all, I am also a person who wants to save face!
King nodded and said expressionlessly: "Let's talk about the results!"
"Yes." The Venerable Master in the vest raised his brows and said with a smile: "King, I'm sorry, I pee three meters away, what about you?"
"I?"
King smiled casually and pointed in front of himself, "See for yourself."
"Oh, so confident?"
The Venerable Master in the vest looked at King's results. After a slight start, he laughed loudly and pointed at the wet water stains on the ground. "King, isn't half a meter too much for you?"
"Half a meter?"
King glanced at the water stains on the lawn indifferently, shook his head, and pointed forward, "Venerable Vest, your vision is too short-sighted. Please look at the rockery a hundred meters ahead. There is my handwriting there."
"Handwriting? What does it mean?"
The Venerable Vest's laughter subsided, his brows furrowed, not knowing why, he opened his eyes wide and looked in the direction pointed by the king. As a strong man, hearing and seeing are almost essential skills. He saw at a glance the rockery a hundred meters ahead. Strange, his eyes widened in an instant, and he cursed: "Fuck! King, where are you doing this?"
On the rockery a hundred meters ahead, there is an erected stone pillar. However, the stone pillar that was originally the main body of the rockery now has a line of words carved on it: "King is here to visit!"
The fonts are made of iron and painted with silver hooks. They are vigorous and powerful. You can see that they were made by famous artists!
"King, what did you just do? When did you carve this line of text on the rockery?" the Venerable Shit said in disbelief. The two of them had been together just now, and King had never left his sight. When did he do this? Doing such an elegant thing
"This is proof that I am the strongest man."
King's eyes were deep and he said in a low voice: "Have you ever played with a high-pressure water gun? As long as the power is enough, the water column can be used as a carving knife to carve on the stone, and draw the calligraphy in your heart on the stone pillar."
The Venerable Shit was dumbfounded. Do you want to be so exaggerated? Can the water jet fired by this little bird water gun be more powerful than a high-pressure water gun? What kind of shotgun is this? It's obviously a laser gun! !
"So, when it comes to kidney transplantation, my reputation as the strongest man is by no means a waste." King patted the shoulder of the Venerable Vest, with a calm expression. In fact, he was relieved. Fortunately, there was " Liquid Shooting" skill.
Liquid Shot: Spray the liquid in your body to attack the enemy!
This skill is a level 2 skill. The power of the liquid shot has reached the effect of cannonballs. Therefore, under his control, it is not a problem to carve stones with water jets and draw on steel plates. It's just a scene. It was offensive, so he didn't dare to do such awesome things for the time being.
Today, Venerable Shirt forced him to compete with him to see who was more masculine, forcing him to use a trick.
"This is impossible!"
The vest-backed monk was in a daze and muttered to himself. He didn't even notice that the king had returned to the car. He was stunned on the spot, looking at the lines of handwriting stupidly. His heart was full of decadence and loss, let alone a real test of strength. Oh, even trickery can't defeat the king!
He was silent for a long time, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. He clenched his fists and swept away the decline. His confidence returned to him again. Hehe, I am the Lord of the Vest. A man with the power of the Vest. I will not be knocked down easily. , the competition just now was just a small loss, king, just wait, sooner or later I will defeat you in a competition between men!
puff!
After thinking about it, he suddenly felt a weight on his shoulders, as if there was pressure. Yes, that was the pressure caused by the mission given to him by the vest, and that was the pressure that a man should bear.
He was full of confidence and regained his fighting spirit.
"Hey kid, are you the one urinating everywhere here? Sorry, anyone who urinates anywhere in the park will be fined five yuan. Please pay the fine!"
An old voice sounded behind him, and he was slightly startled. He turned around and saw, oh, it turned out that the slump on his shoulders was not due to pressure, but a man wearing a sanitation uniform with a red sleeve marked "Supervisor" tied around his arm. Zhang's old man, apparently the old man is the supervisor who patrols the park.
"...a fine of five yuan?"
The corner of the vest's mouth twitched, and he looked at the old man coldly, "Hey, do you know who I am? I am the S-class hero, the vest!"
"What happened to S-class heroes? Can S-class heroes urinate anywhere in the park? Let me tell you... No, S-class heroes will be fined five yuan for urinating in the park. Stop talking nonsense and pay the money quickly. Otherwise I will call the police.”
The old man grabbed the shoulders of the Venerable Master and urged him impatiently.
“…”
Veins popped up on the vest's forehead. He wanted to break free from the old man's wrist and turn around. However, he had already reported his name. If the old man really called the police, the rumor about him defecating everywhere would spread like wildfire. And go, eh, he is also a respectable person, and he also wants to save face!
"Give!"
He angrily took out five yuan of loose money and handed it to the old man. He got into the car angrily, glanced at the king, and cursed inwardly: Damn, why was I the only one who was fined, and the king was fine
Such a comparison made him instantly unbalanced and his whole body was in bad shape.
After the Venerable Shirt left, the old man continued to patrol his park. When he arrived at the rockery, he found a lot of stone chips on the ground. He looked up at the stone pillars on the rockery in surprise and saw only a line of fonts with flying dragons and phoenixes: " The king is here for a visit!”
He looked directly at the font and murmured to himself, "Is this handwriting written by the king himself? Well, it is domineering and a bit slutty, a bit like the strongest man, but..."
His face changed and he cursed: "Destroy public property in the park, fined 100 yuan, king, don't let me see you, old man, otherwise I will give you a ticket!"