chsdbacks Chapter 28: The foul-mouthed Ma Hongjun! 100 shots in 2 seconds!
Chapter 28: The foul-mouthed Ma Hongjun! 100 shots in 2 seconds!
Chapter 28: The foul-mouthed Ma Hongjun! 100 shots in 2 seconds!
aside,
The righteous Xiao Wu began to stand up for what was right.
He scolded, "Little fatty, what are you doing, acting like a hooligan in broad daylight!"
He pushed Ma Hongjun aside and shielded Cuihua behind him.
Ma Hongjun was already burning with lust, and when he saw the even prettier Xiao Wu, his eyes lit up!
He couldn't help but make suggestive remarks.
"What, are you going to replace her and become my girlfriend?"
Tang Lan narrowed her eyes!
This chubby kid really speaks without any restraint.
It needs cleaning up.
"Who wants to be your girlfriend?!" Xiao Wu retorted angrily, "You fat, ugly bastard, you're dreaming!"
"Huh? Who is this fatso cursing?" Ma Hongjun said angrily.
"That fatso is cursing you!" Xiao Wu blurted out.
"Ah, right, right, right." Ma Hongjun laughed: "It was that fatso who insulted me."
Xiao Wu pondered for a moment and understood the wordplay.
I'm even more annoyed!
He directly summoned his martial soul, and three soul rings—yellow, yellow, and purple—pulsated beneath his feet.
This startled Ma Hongjun!
This girl looks about my age, but she's already a three-ring Soul Master?
That's outrageous!
"Little fatty, prepare to die!"
"Third Soul Skill: Teleportation!"
Xiao Wu appeared directly behind Ma Hongjun, about to launch an attack.
"coax--"
A fiery red ring of flames exploded from Ma Hongjun's body.
Xiao Wu was forced to use teleportation again to avoid the fireworks.
"Little girl, let me show you my phoenix!"
"Singing—"
With a phoenix's cry, a raging fire ignites!
Behind Ma Hongjun, a fire ignited.
Rooster?
Xiao Wu burst out laughing.
"That's it? A phoenix?"
"A rooster!"
Ma Hongjun glared!
"I'm a phoenix!"
"A fiery phoenix that can keep you bedridden!"
Xiao Wu was furious when she heard that!
Which girl could bear such an insult?
It was about to erupt.
"brush--"
A life-soul blue silver emperor protruded from the ground, landing squarely between Ma Hongjun's spread legs.
"Awooo—"
Ma Hongjun covered his anus and jumped ten meters high!
"Bang—"
It crashed heavily to the ground, howling in pain.
pain!
It hurts so much!
Tang Lan calmly put away her martial spirit.
Although I know that Ma Hongjun is like this because of the evil fire caused by the defect in his martial soul.
But the fact that he's foul-mouthed is true, and he should be taught a lesson.
Xiao Wu was so amused that she burst into laughter.
"Serves you right!"
"Ha ha--"
"Brother is the best!"
They were having a great time.
Cuihua rushed over with concern, trying to help Ma Hongjun sit up.
"Ouch—it hurts!"
Ma Hongjun lay down again.
For a time,
I don't know if it was out of concern or revenge.
But one thing is certain: the two have a very close relationship.
Xiao Wu realized.
Did I meddle in other people's business?
"Don't worry," Tang Lan reassured him, "He's just being a smart aleck, he deserves it."
Xiao Wu then straightened her back.
My brother is right, and he's absolutely right!
"Fatty? Tang Lan Xiaowu?"
Dai Mubai walked over from a distance and surveyed the scene.
I had a guess in my mind.
"Miss Cuihua, you can't stand the fat man either?"
Upon hearing this, Cuihua covered her face and ran away.
That matter
What a shame!
Ma Hongjun disregarded Cuihua and gritted his teeth, asking Dai Mubai for help.
"Boss Dai! They're bullying me! Help me beat them up!"
Dai Mubai's expression was strange.
The scene of Zhao Wuji being attacked yesterday is still fresh in my mind.
Beat up Tang Lan and the others?
Ha ha.
"Fatty, let me introduce you." Dai Mubai changed the subject: "These two are new students."
"Tang Lan, a level 40 control-type battle spirit master."
"Xiao Wu, a level 31 offensive-type Soul Master."
Ma Hongjun remained silent.
Xiao Wu is one thing.
With his top-tier mutated martial soul, even at level 31, he could still fight opponents of higher levels.
But Tang Lan
Level 40!
Still the most troublesome control-type!
What's the point of hitting me?
Even Boss Dai couldn't beat him, right?
"Oh, right."
Dai Mubai added—
"Yesterday, Tang Lan, along with Xiao Wu and three other freshmen, fought against Teacher Zhao for the duration of an incense stick burning. Teacher Zhao even used his fifth soul skill."
"And yet, they still managed to injure Teacher Zhao, and none of the five of them were hurt."
Ma Hongjun: Σ(っQДQ;)っ
Help!
What an amazing junior!
wrong!
To him now, he's the devil!
Ma Hongjun's buttocks no longer hurt, and he jumped up with a start.
"It's a misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding!"
"Cuihua and I just had a fight and broke up."
"I was being rude. Brother Lan, Sister Xiao Wu, please forgive me!"
That smooth-talking appearance doesn't look like that of a 12-year-old at all.
"Tang Lan, Xiao Wu, Fatty's martial soul has a problem; it carries a hint of evil fire," Dai Mubai explained. "It also affects his personality; some things he does are not what he truly intends."
Ma Hongjun nodded repeatedly, glancing gratefully at Dai Mubai.
Brother Dai, you're a true brother!
Tang Lan looked at Xiao Wu.
Xiao Wu snorted and walked away, tossing her ponytail.
"Watch your mouth," Tang Lan warned. "Yesterday in the city, I destroyed the tools of a fourth-ring Soul Master."
Startled, Ma Hongjun clamped his legs together!
Is it really that brutal?
"I won't do it again! I'll definitely be more careful in the future!" Ma Hongjun said obediently.
The enemy was powerful and ruthless, and we couldn't stand up straight.
Tang Lan ignored her and turned to leave.
Although we want to subdue the Shrek Seven Devils, it doesn't mean we have to grovel before them.
Just like Ning Rongrong, who launched a surprise attack last night, she deserves to be taught a lesson.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to tell who the king and queen are.
Having nothing to do in the morning,
Tang Lan then went to purchase some ore and continued blacksmithing.
I'm planning to build a submachine gun to play with.
I didn't even go out for lunch.
It wasn't until the afternoon that there was a knock on the door.
"It's my Oscar."
"Meet on the playground in half an hour, the same place where we had the competition yesterday, for Dean Flander's class."
"Brother Lan, don't be late!"
Tang Lan responded, looking at the two submachine guns in her hands with satisfaction.
The Uzi is a miniature submachine gun.
It is simple to manufacture, has a compact structure, and is lightweight.
The Uzi has a shorter barrel than other submachine guns, measuring only 250 mm when the stock is folded to the right.
That's how big an adult male's palm is when it's open.
Furthermore, it is sturdy and durable, and can withstand water damage, sand burial, and falls without much problem.
Although the range and accuracy are limited, the fully automatic mode has an accuracy of only 50 meters.
But it has a fast rate of fire!
At 28 rounds per second, the extended magazine with 50 rounds can be emptied in less than 2 seconds.
It is small in size and can be held with one hand, firing 100 bullets with either hand.
Upon meeting, let's go straight for the tap-tap-tap-tap!
With firepower already covering everything, why do you need precision?
Satisfied, he put away the Uzi, pushed open the door, and walked towards the playground.
The brain is thinking.
The physiques of those from Douluo Continent are stronger, so Uzi's slight impact isn't a major problem.
It can completely replace a handgun.
Therefore, we need to equip it with a submachine gun that has a slightly slower rate of fire but greater power.
of course,
If you can obtain rifle proficiency, that would be best.
Arming low-level Soul Masters is enough.
Then there are sniper rifles, mortars, and rockets, comparable to mid-level Soul Masters.
As for high-level Soul Masters...
Then we'll have to use missiles.
But that's not something he can do by hand; it requires a corresponding level of technology.
He can't exactly hammer out electronic chips, components, laser gyroscopes, and the like by hand, can he?
Stop fooling around!
(End of this chapter)