Chapter 8 Going Home(1/2)
After having a simple breakfast, a rough voice came and called Zhang Ping and others to the front of the house.
Zhang Ping saw a familiar person - the strong man with his hands turned into hydraulic shears.
"Brother, we're meeting again." Zhang Ping showed a bright smile.
"Have we met before?" the strong man looked puzzled, "I just returned from the front line last night."
“…”
The strong man took out a half-old iron box from his body and poured out 20 steel horns, with holes in the middle of the steel horns.
"Zhang Ping, 20 yuan, this is your reward."
Zhang Ping took it with both hands - one hand was not enough, the strong man was throwing it all around.
These steel horns are very similar to copper plates, but have teeth on the edges, with the label of "1 yuan" on them, and the words "Produced by the Magic Dragon City" behind them.
The material of steel slurry is very strange. It is obviously metal, but it has a faint translucent feeling.
The strong men have been distributed one by one:
Huang Lijun, 15 yuan;
Feng Xue, 12 yuan,
The remaining three people are 10 yuan.
Zhao Bin was dissatisfied.
The strong man snorted coldly: "Captain said that Zhang Ping and Huang Lijun both walked on the four steps, Feng Xue walked on the two steps, and you all walked on the first level."
Zhao Bin said again: "The Zhang Ping and Huang Lijun are different."
The strong man did not answer, but said loudly: "These money is given to you by the captain. I don't want you to go home empty-handed. You should know how to be grateful.
However, the captain gave me a total of 100 yuan and 23 yuan.
Want these 23 yuan?"
The strong man poured 23 steel horns on the windowsill, "In the end of the world, fists are the greatest, so if you don't accept it, do it. If you six, whoever wins first will win the first place, these 23 pieces will belong to whom."
Everyone stopped talking for a while.
The strong man smiled: "Is no one fighting for it? If not, it's mine."
You can't be so shameless in life.
Zhang Ping couldn't stand it, "I'll sign up!"
"I sign up too!" Huang Lijun was not willing to be outdone.
The remaining four people looked at each other and took a step forward.
It must be said that those who can successfully change their jobs have some courage.
"Okay!" the strong man shouted, "Now Zhang Ping is the first place. I suggest you cooperate to defeat Zhang Ping first and then compete for the first place."
Zhang Ping:...
You are right for this shameless look.
But Zhang Ping's movements did not hesitate at all and he completed his transformation in an instant.
"Ha!" Huang Lijun shouted, and his body instantly turned into a hovering metal ice crystal; then condensed into a steel shell.
Then, the other friends transformed one after another.
Six tin monsters appeared on the scene.
Well, there are three friends' bodies, which are almost hollow and look like paper.
Feng Xue was better, and even saw a little bit of exquisite figure.
Huang Lijun's is very complete.
As for Zhang Ping, let alone.
No one said that the battle began, but at the moment everyone transformed, Zhang Ping had already kicked Huang Lijun.
Unexpectedly, Huang Lijun's body was extremely flexible, so he turned sideways and retreated in an instant.
Zhang Ping narrowed his eyes, "Have you practiced?"
Huang Lijun said indifferently: "It's just you, a sick man, who hasn't practiced it. Ask everyone, who hasn't practiced it?"
The other four nodded one after another.
Zhang Ping tsk, "It's not fair."
At this time, the strong man spoke: "Zhang Ping, in the doomsday, there is only survival, no fairness."
"Oh." Zhang Ping responded.
Next to him, Zhao Bin rushed over, his hands were very well organized, attacking Zhang Ping's mind and chest respectively.
Zhang Ping sneered, his arms were forked in his chest, and at least 70% or 80% of the force of 1 ton was bursting out, and he directly hit him.
"Bang!"
Zhao Bin rolled out and flew out, and saw this guy's chest flattening in the air.
Practiced?
Oh!
My ancestors said it well, no matter how high your martial arts are, you are afraid of hammers.
So there are two tricks that are still circulating: I will hit you with a hammer and use a small hammer to hit your chest.
Seeing Zhao Bin hit the ground, he couldn't get up for a while and his chest was sunken, Huang Lijun hesitated.
When he was changing his post, Huang Lijun was pinched by Zhang Ping and his memory was still fresh.
But after hesitating for a moment, Huang Lijun yelled: "You three trapped Zhang Ping, I'll beat him up!"
Zhou Hao, Wu Qianqian, Feng Xue just hesitated for a moment, shouted and rushed towards Zhang Ping.
Huang Lijun then attacked.
"Bang!"
With a loud bang, Zhang Ping knocked Zhou Hao away like a bison.
Needless to say, my chest was flattened again.
The encirclement and other things naturally collapsed.
Wu Qianqian and Feng Xue looked at the two guys on the ground with their chests deflated, and began to retreat.
Huang Lijun shouted and rushed towards Zhang Ping, "Look at me to capture my hand!"
Zhang Ping also shouted: "Look at my great collision between heaven and earth. Wow..."
The moment the two were about to approach, Zhang Ping's figure twisted, leaned to the left, and raised his right knee.
Almost at the same time, Huang Lijun also had this posture.
With a bang, the two knees collided with each other, sparks flashed, and the fierce collision made both knees flat.
Huang Lijun's right leg was almost twisted, and Zhang Ping was only a little better.
Both of them are at level 1.3 for the time being, Zhang Ping is a little stronger, but not so strong that he completely widens the distance.
Zhang Ping's right leg turned into metal ice crystals and hovered, solidifying instantly and had completely recovered.
But the cost of "maintenance" is to consume five source power.
Huang Lijun recovered quickly, but it was still a little slower after all. Zhang Ping stood above Huang Lijun's head and looked down.
Huang Lijun immediately recovered his flesh and blood and left with a muttering voice.
Zhang Ping gathered the 23 steel tiles on the windowsill and smiled: "Now everyone has no objection, right?"
Everyone recovered their flesh and blood, curled their lips and rolled their eyes.
"Okay, each person is divided into five. If Huang Lijun leaves, forget it. Come on."
One person costs five yuan. Finally, Zhang Ping thought about putting the remaining eight yuan into his pocket, turned around and left.
In the distance, Huang Lijun, who was 20 meters away, was watching everyone holding the money and leaving with laughter.
The strong man looked at Zhang Ping and tsk out, "You are so generous, too.
You can buy a little source of power for one dollar and you can buy 10 kilograms of rice.”
The currency here is linked to source power and source species, so it is of high value.
Zhang Ping shrugged, "The captain gave us this money to give us a happy little holiday. As a human being, we must learn to be grateful."
Strong man:...
I always feel that this is a bit unpleasant.
Zhang Ping shook the 28 steel horns in his hand and left with a smile.
To be continued...