Real warriors dare to face the bleak life and face the dripping blood.
What does it mean that your butt is not thrust out and your head is thrust inward at this moment? It means Zhang Xiaoqiang is possessed!
He is not fighting alone at this moment! He is not alone!
The sad thing is that the poor three gangsters didn't realize this at all. They were still "brain-wracking" about how to get the money when the disaster was about to happen.
"Hurry up and take out the money! Hurry up, or I'll kill him!"
"We're serious! Get the money!"
"Bah bang bang!"
The counter glass was smashed by the three gangsters and made an "ouch" sound.
The most depressing person was the captured lobby manager. Not to mention the psychological pressure on his neck, the key point was that the man in red silk stockings shook him violently in order to express his inner "indignation" and "protest".
But despite this, the staff at the counter still showed no "pity" at all. Judging from their firm attitude, they were determined to carry out the "hide and seek" to the end.
As the saying goes, scholars can be killed but not humiliated, but clay figures still have a temper, let alone three fully armed cross-century robbers with the ambition of "robbery".
They have also learned the "Eight Honors and Eight Disgraces" and "****", and they all understand the principle of loving what they do.
But now, since I entered the company and started "working", I have not been "welcome". This has made the three gangsters feel that their "professional" self-esteem and self-confidence have been severely hit.
Seeing that the man at the counter thought what he said was fart, the man with red silk stockings finally couldn't control the excitement of the little universe in his body. He waved the handle of the knife:
Swastika! Li Yunlong machete!
The machete emits dazzling light in the bright bank lobby. It can be seen that the gangster has taken good care of the knife. The blade is sharp and the back of the knife is thick. It can be used to chop people and poke people. If this happens to the lobby manager, he will basically be in trouble for the rest of his life. We cannot do without public medical care.
At the critical moment, everyone closed their eyes and lowered their heads, not daring to witness this tragic scene. Only Zhang Xiaoqiang calmly squinted his eyes and stared coldly at everything on the field.
The knife was like a tiger, carrying unparalleled power, tearing the air, roaring and opening its fangs towards the prey.
Just as the blade was about to "devour" the lobby manager, Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly moved his ring finger slightly, and a brown jujube-shaped object flew out. It turned out to be the Buddhist bead that the nouveau riche man had previously put on his wrist to show off.
The flying beads were extremely fast, like meteors passing by, dragging out an aurora.
In an instant, a miserable howl of "Ah yo" was heard. When all the depositors dared to open their eyes and raise their eyebrows, they were all shocked.
The expected bloody sword sealing the throat did not appear. Instead, the man in red stockings held his wrist and played "Ya Zhudie" on the ground.
The remaining two gangsters were stunned, obviously not understanding what happened.
Damn it! So awesome!
Zhang Xiaoqiang had witnessed his own feat with his own eyes. It doesn't matter if a small Buddha bead accurately hit the gangster's knife-wielding wrist, it could actually knock him down with one blow. According to his "daily research" on "spherical objects", Zhang Xiaoqiang was certain that the flying speed of the prayer beads just now definitely exceeded the speed of light.
Who the hell is this
Kurosaki Ichigo? Uzumaki Naruto? Or... Monkey D. Luffy
Just when Zhang Xiaoqiang was scratching his head and making random guesses, the stream of consciousness in his mind was also frantically filling the screen.
Zhang Fei: Oops! This guy has extraordinary finger strength! (thumbs up emoji)
Hua Rong: Well, the speed, angle, accuracy, and strength are all perfect. I admire you. (applaud.)
Xiang Yu: It seems that the boy's arm is probably broken. (smoking, sunglasses face)
Li Kui: Alas! These tearings are really embarrassing for us Liangshan. We have been tossing for a long time on just a broken transparent board. If you smash the whole thing with a hammer, it will be over!
Tang’s Monk: Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate. (Hands together)
Alas, brothers, I said you have been discussing for a long time, who knows who this person is
Super management: Welcome the anchor into the communication room.
Li Kui: I don’t know. Do you know the person downstairs
Zhang Fei: I’m not from the Palace of Hell, how do I know? (glaring face)
Hua Rong: I also want to know the name of this brother so that I can ask him for advice. (shake hands)
Xiang Yu: Judging from the way he acts, he should be good at using hidden weapons. (affim)
Zhang Xiaoqiang: Uh... So you brothers don't know who is here
Everyone: I don’t know!
Speechless!
But it’s no wonder that no one pays attention to the names of the possessed people. After all, these water friends are all arrogant. In their respective eras, they were all guys with piercing nostrils. In our current words, they are comparable to "Ye Liangchen" and "Long Aotian" exist.
Can you point to "Ye Liangchen" and "Long Aotian" to remember your name? Anyway, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't dare. He was afraid that Brother Chen would turn around and "thank you again".
However, the netizens didn't notice that there was someone who knew everything about what happened on the anchor platform.
"Haha," with a chuckle, the old man appeared.
"I'll go! Let me tell you, old man, can you stop making such sudden noises without saying hello in the future? Brother, this "motherboard" can't stand it!" Zhang Xiaoqiang frowned and said, covering his chest.
"Don't you want to know who's possessing you?"
Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang immediately became interested: "Who is it?"
"Hehehe~"
"Oh uncle, can you not say "he"!"
As the saying goes, behind every "hehe" there is an "MLGB", so every time the old man said "hehe", Zhang Xiaoqiang had the urge to hit him.
"Okay, stop being so pretentious and quickly tell me who that person is?"
The old man glanced at Zhang Xiaoqiang, stroked his beard, and then raised his head and recited: "Xiao Li's magical sword is the best in the world, and every single strike is worth it!"
"Little Li Magic Sword!? Li Xunhuan!? Hero Li?" The voice got louder and louder. Finally, Zhang Xiaoqiang half-opened his mouth and was stunned for about ten seconds.
Xiao Li Feidao Li Xunhuan, when I watched "Sentimental Swordsman" Zhang Xiaoqiang was obsessed with him.
I must bring a knife to school every day and say "biu, biu, biu".
However, he didn't become very good at throwing knives later on, but he showed his face in several school denouncement meetings.
But even so, it still cannot stop a young man from passionately and persistently following in the footsteps of Daxia Li.
After all, Daxia Li's supreme state of "walking among thousands of flowers without a leaf touching his body" is the dream that every man wants to achieve in his life.
Unfortunately, the man with red silk stockings was caught by Xiang Yu's words. His forearm and wrist were shattered and fractured by the powerful blow of the beads.
Maybe it was because they were brothers. When the man with red silk stockings saw the painful expression on his face, he immediately blurted out urgently: "Ambulance! Call an ambulance!"
I'm speechless. These guys must have failed the "Level 4 Robbery Professional" exam. To be honest, you wouldn't be so embarrassed even if you watched the first hundred episodes of "Conan".
The man in black stockings was so angry that he almost spit out a mouthful of blood. He slapped the man in silk stockings on the back of the head and said angrily: "You're fucking stupid! Give back the ambulance! Do you want to call the police again?"
"What should I do about my brother? If something goes wrong later, will you support him for the rest of his life?" The man with red silk stockings was unambiguous.
The two bandits just started arguing with their own people.
Zhang Xiaoqiang, who felt that he had regained control of his body, saw the right moment and moved little by little towards the entrance. The two gangsters, who were focusing on the philosophical question of "to save or not to save", did not even notice that someone was running away in the venue.
Finally, his hard work paid off. After a difficult journey, Zhang Xiaoqiang finally arrived at the entrance of the bank.
"Hahaha!" There was a smile of victory on the corner of his lips. As long as he walked out of this door, the matter for today would be over.
But at the last moment when Zhang Xiaoqiang thought he was about to perfectly "break out" without knowing it, the automatic door in front of him slowly opened, and the system tone like a silver bell slowly said:
"welcome!"
(End of chapter)