"We soldiers are actually very pretentious. Therefore, when fighting, we must show off our most powerful abilities, blind the enemy's 24k pure gold dog eyes, and fight in front of them.
On the other hand, directly give them the strongest firepower attack to let them know why the flowers are so red.
Not only that, we have to be more pretentious and mean. When they think we are going to attack the left, we attack their right. When they think we are going to attack their top, in fact we are attacking their bottom, so let them come.
A monkey picks peaches."
Zhou Zhu was beaming as he spoke, extremely excited. The more he spoke, the more he felt that he was right: "When the enemy shows us their weapons, we must make a stunning appearance in the most shocking way, and then take the weapons from their hands in a majestic manner."
Take it away and let them understand the difference between **Si and Gao Fushuai!
When we take away **Si's weapons in a pretentious way of being rich and handsome, they will definitely be angry, and **Si's anger will definitely lead to chaos. At this time, we only need to draw out our weapons coolly, and when they don't
Under the willing eyes, the goddess sitting behind them made them die of heart failure."
Speaking of the excitement, Zhou Zhu clapped his hands and laughed: "This art of war is so powerful, it is so impressive that it is a model for our generation."
When Yang Qing heard Zhou Zhu's understanding, he was stunned for a moment, then showed a strange look behind him, and finally his face turned pale.
Suddenly, Zhou Zhu seemed to hear the sound of thunder, but it was just a sound that made Yang Qing shudder on the outside, but he didn't notice Yang Qing's expression at all.
He also made his shocking remarks there: "When we encounter humble weaklings, we must hold our heads high proudly, show off our unparalleled chest muscles, and let them know what the difference is.
When they are tired, we must show our vitality in front of them and disgust them to death."
"Oh my god, this art of war is so powerful. It really deserves to be called art of war. It's so cheap and so pretentious. Damn, I can't explain it anymore." Zhou Zhu said with emotion. When Yang Qing saw his expression, he wanted to kill him in one go.
Zhou Zhu was eaten, and he was already on the verge of explosion.
Zhou Zhu, who had no idea that the danger was coming, was already arguing tirelessly: "We must take away the people they like and are close to, separate them, and defeat them mentally. Moreover, this action must be
Take them by surprise, attack them unprepared, and catch them off guard."
"Huh, it's a classic, it's really a classic. So this is the art of war!" Zhou Zhu still had more to say: "Isn't this just teaching us how to be mean? It's strange, why do those who study the art of war don't understand it? Such a simple truth
I don’t even understand, they are just a bunch of idiots, but I am actually really smart. I am worthy of being the God of War who was selected in the preliminary round of the Art of War, haha..."
Yang Qing finally couldn't help it anymore. He was filled with anger and could not be contained: "You bastard, you bastard, if I don't beat you up today so much that your seven aunts and eight aunts don't know each other, my surname will not be Yang."
"The principle of leverage, four or two can move a thousand pounds!" Yang Qing pulled out a wooden stick, clamped Zhou Zhu's legs, and then used the bench to press down, and the unsuspecting Zhou Zhu was directly pried over.
Zhou Zhu, who was still immersed in his own world, immediately released his combat power index when this incident occurred. When he was about to land, Zhou Zhu wanted to touch the ground with his hind legs, and then took advantage of the situation to move out laterally.
The old man knew Zhou Zhu's plan, and just when Zhou Zhu was about to land and make plans, he sneered: "If you attack the evil forces, you will be beaten with a thousand sticks."
Suddenly, an extremely flexible wooden stick appeared out of nowhere, and with the old man's hand pulling on the rope, it hit Zhou Zhu furiously.
Zhou Zhu could not borrow any strength, so he could only bear it with his true energy.
Bang bang bang bang...
Zhou Zhu was knocked into the dirt: "What is this thing, an elastic force? Why is it so powerful?"
"Humph, boy, the fun is yet to come!" Yang Qing sneered, his expression looking extremely evil, making people feel chilled in their hearts.
"Old man, how dare you do this to me? Now that I'm on the ground, let's see what other tricks you have." Zhou Zhu yelled, "Mighty and mighty."
Huhuhu...
Zhou Zhu used such wild strength that the air crackled.
"The combat power index is 7. That's not enough. Let's look at my dragnet."
A big net came out of the dust and trapped Zhou Zhu, making it impossible for him to punch out.
"You want to tie me down with just a net?" Zhou Zhubuqi said: "Open it for me!"
However, the big net did not follow Zhou Zhu's order and was shattered.
"Boy, it's impossible to tear this web apart. I developed it based on the chemical structure of a spider's web. You can't tear it apart!"
"Chemical structure of spider web?" There are countless question marks on Zhou Zhu's head.
The old man did not explain too much: "Now, just accept my punishment and let you know the consequences of lying to me."
He took out a bottle, which contained a colorless, viscous liquid, and brought it to Zhou Zhu's side.
He sucked out a tube of liquid with a straw and said: "Boy, you'd better not move, otherwise, I can't guarantee that your face will be disfigured. You'd better not use the combat power index. Trust me, I will always find a way to disfigure your face."
This liquid has gotten on your body. Now, take off your clothes. As punishment, I will drop a drop of this thing on your body to let you know the heartbreaking pain and remember the lesson of this time."
Zhou Zhu's mind was full of doubts: "He said the end would be miserable, did he just drop a drop of water on his body?"
However, looking at Yang Qing's expression, he felt that it would not be that simple.
"Grandpa Yang, can you just put a drop of water on me?"
"Water?" the old man said with a sinister smile: "Yes, just put a drop on you."
Zhou Zhu thought for a while, isn't it just a drop of water? There is nothing to be afraid of, as long as he doesn't get beaten up with bruises and swelling.
He took off his clothes, Yang Qing dropped a drop of the viscous liquid in the straw, and then ran back quickly.
Zhou Zhu was confused as to why Yang Qing retreated, but the next moment, he understood.
The drop of liquid fell on his back, and he suddenly felt a pain in his back, as if it was burned.
"Ah, what the hell is this? It hurts!" Zhou Zhu yelled and tried to grab it with his hands.
Yang Qing shouted: "Boy, you'd better not grab it with your hands, otherwise your hands will be burned."
When Zhou Zhu heard this, he wiped it with his clothes. He didn't dare to wipe it everywhere, so he could only use his clothes to absorb the liquid in the painful area.
"Grandpa Yang, what is this and why does it hurt so much? Isn't this just a bottle of water? Ouch, it hurts me to death!" Zhou Zhu cried out in the big net.
The old man took out the bottle, pointed at it and said, "Are you talking about it? It is not an ordinary bottle of water."
"It's not an ordinary bottle of water, what is it?"
"It is a bottle of acid water. High-concentration acid water. I call it concentrated sulfuric acid. It has super corrosive effects!"