"I can't believe that that person is Lele, my idol. I must have been blind before."
In the Xiangjiang River at night, with the evening breeze blowing, Roland held an ice-cold soda in his arms and drank it in large gulps while complaining in a low voice.
Wu Ming and Zhang Xiaoqiang were like little followers, hanging at the back and not talking.
What can I say? Chasing stars is a confusing thing. The more you understand, the more you understand that celebrities are also human beings.
The so-called perfect is only the protagonist in the play, the fictional protagonist, not the actor who plays the protagonist.
To confuse the two and worship dragons is to have a wrong starting point. How is it different from Ye Gong's love for dragons?
Roland was mumbling in front, while Wu and Ming were listening in the back, not expressing their opinions easily.
As I walked forward slowly, the lights became dim, there were fewer pedestrians on the road, and there were not many shops open on both sides.
Wu Ming raised his head and looked at the moon in the sky. Just when he was about to ask Roland if he could go back, there was a dense buzzing sound behind him.
buzz buzz
Yellow-haired, red-haired, green-haired, five or six non-mainstream people riding flying skateboards, accompanied by the deafening music, swarmed over.
The leader, wearing an electronic watch on his hand and a silver ring on his nose, said with a smile: "It's so late and you're still pawing the road? You have so much free time, you wouldn't refuse if I borrowed a few dollars to spend some time, right?"
Speedsters have been around since ancient times. From horse racing, motorcycle racing, racing, to aircraft racing, this is a complete change of the times.
A few non-mainstream people were skateboarding, both men and women were wearing black eye shadow, looking like I'm not a good person, looking at Wu Ming and the others like fat sheep.
Wu Ming and Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at each other, neither of them expected that if they went out, they would encounter some green forest heroes who were blocking the way.
"Brother, this girl looks pretty good. Isn't it too much of a loss to just rob money?" A little yellow-haired boy was shocked when he saw Roland's appearance.
Upon hearing this, several other non-mainstream people quickly gathered around the eldest lady on flying skateboards, and the sounds of swallowing began one after another.
"You two, take out the money, leave this woman here, and then get out."
It seems that the leading brother is not from a green forest background, and he doesn't understand the principle of stealing money but not sex.
At first, Zhang Xiaoqiang watched happily, but when he heard that these people wanted to touch his goddess, his face immediately darkened.
"Today's young people really don't know what to say!" Seeing Zhang Xiaoqiang's angry expression, Wu Ming knew that these people were in dire straits.
Regardless of how fierce some non-mainstream people are, this cannot change their weak Qi and blood. Judging from the Qi and blood, the leader among the few has just entered the warrior level, and the others are all warriors.
class.
You must know that martial arts are prosperous on the earth today, and the slogan of universal warriors is not just a casual talk.
With such little strength, you can still make money by imitating other people's methods of building a mountain "I built this mountain", planting trees "I planted this tree", and playing robbery without getting beaten into a concussion.
"Xiaoqiang, I leave it to you." Wu Ming just thought he had met an idiot and continued to move forward with Roland.
The leader didn't understand the current situation. When he saw Wu Ming leaving, he actually wanted to stop him, but was frightened back by a look.
"Brother, look, this kid actually has cross-eyes!"
"Haha, it's so funny. This is the first time I've seen cross-eyes. You look at him so fiercely. I'm so scared!"
The little brothers around him were still laughing, but the elder brother who took the lead couldn't laugh anymore.
A look can scare him, and only a more advanced warrior can do it. The man in front of him with only his back is at least a high-level warrior, and he might even reach the God of War level.
God of War level. Thinking of this level, the leader felt his legs were weak. He instinctively sensed that he might have hit a brick wall today.
"Cross-eyes, what's your name? You look so cool. Do you want to hang out with us?"
"Don't call me cross-eyed"
"Haha, brother, look, Cross Eyes is getting angry!"
click
As soon as the leading brother turned around, he saw a bit of cold light arriving first, and his younger brother and his aircraft were split open from the middle.
Under the moonlight, the cross-eyed owner was trembling all over, with a long sword dripping with blood lying in front of him.
The next second, the cross-eyes moved, the sword in his hand rose and fell, and the sound of piercing the air was endless.
Three seconds later, all six non-mainstream people, including the leader, were cut in half and lay dead on the ground.
At this time, Zhang Xiaoqiang held his sword across his chest and roared with a ferocious expression: "Don't call me cross-eyed."
"Soft Sword, that's good. I've switched to weapons!" Although he didn't look back, everything that happened behind him was in Wu Ming's perception.
From the moment Zhang Xiaoqiang got angry and drew out the soft sword from his waist until he killed six people with the sword, Wu Ming observed very carefully.
Because, during the attack a year ago, Zhang Xiaoqiang was not in the habit of using weapons, and using a soft sword was obviously a recent thing.
"I came across something recently. I originally planned to use this sword on you." Zhang Xiaoqiang has been working hard, looking for a chance to fight again and defeat Wu Ming.
Wu Ming also knew this, and was curious about how Zhang Xiaoqiang's trump card was used in advance, so he asked: "Since it was prepared for me, wouldn't it be a waste to use it in advance?"
"Don't waste it. A sword that has drank blood will be sharper." Zhang Xiaoqiang said politely, but he had no intention of taking action immediately. Even though his right hand was shaking slightly, and his thoughts about drawing the sword were up and down, he suppressed it.
Come down.
Seeing Zhang Xiaoqiang looking cross-eyed at him, Wu Ming smiled, thinking that this guy was really tolerant.
Just like last time, he didn't reveal his satellite-level strength until he took action. It's probably the same this time, he's just waiting for a blockbuster.
It's a pity that although Zhang Xiaoqiang is very talented, he met this reincarnated person.
Otherwise, there is no one on earth who can suppress this guy except Luo Feng, at least Wu Ming has never seen it.
For example, Roland's talent is also very good, but she can't bear the hardship. She was a satellite level ten years ago and will be a satellite level ten years later. She has no intention of practicing hard.
In this way, the high starting point given by blood will be of less and less use as Zhang Xiaoqiang catches up, and the gap between the two sides is quickly being leveled.
In at most three years, Luo Lan, who has been practicing the Drizzle Diagram, will no longer be Zhang Xiaoqiang's opponent.
No, it doesn't take three years. Maybe in the life-and-death fight now, the eldest lady Roland won't be able to compete with Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was born in a wild country.
"Suddenly I discovered that Zhang Xiaoqiang has an advantage. He never attacks me easily before he is unsure. He clearly wanted to beat me up, but he still held back." Seeing Zhang Xiaoqiang's uncomfortable look, Wu Ming suddenly wanted to laugh.
impulse.
He is such a pretentious little prince, but after meeting him, he suddenly became the male protagonist of a sad drama.
Wu Ming sometimes also wonders, if there was no such thing as his presence in this world, would anyone be able to suppress Zhang Xiaoqiang?
The answer is no, don't look at this guy not pretending now, it's not because he doesn't want to pretend, but because he can't pretend to be Wu Ming.
If no one takes him to "capture", this guy will probably fly into the sky. After all, if they really fight now, Roland may no longer be his opponent, and he will easily be slapped in the face by Zhang Xiaoqiang.
"Wu Ming, I suddenly regret coming to see Lele. If I had known this, it would be better to go to Lanshan Hou's inheritance and leave myself a great idol." If there is no what if, with Wu Ming, a senior here, Zhang Xiaoqiang
He is still gathering strength and has not gained the favor of the eldest lady at all.
Seeing Roland talking about Wu Ming and Zhang Xiaofan following behind, his mood was undoubtedly complicated.
Wu Ming himself didn't think so much and just ignored it. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at him with envy and hatred, and said: "It's not too late to go now. The inheritance of Lanshan Hou has appeared, and there will be no results in a short time. We go there now, and we can't eat meat."
I dare say, drinking soup is a must.”
Lanshan Hou is Luo Feng's former partner, and he is considered to be in the middle level among the Universe Venerables.
Ordinary Universe Venerables, Marquis level, and King level are the three divisions in terms of power levels.
The Marquis of Lanshan is a powerful man at the level of a feudal lord. Of course he cannot compare with Luo Feng, but he is still a figure. There are not too many good things in his inheritance.
With Luo Feng's reputation, it is not easy for Luo Lan, a direct bloodline, to drink soup.
Even followers like Wu Ming and Zhang Xiaoqiang have an advantage over others. Under the same conditions, they are more likely to be recognized by the Marquis of Lanshan.
This is not a case of malpractice for personal gain, but rather that our own people and outsiders must have different standards.
To a certain extent, the Marquis of Lanshan can be regarded as one of Luo Feng's own, and his external stance is also in the same camp.
If Luo Feng opened his mouth, Roland would directly become his disciple, and even the Marquis of Lanshan would find it hard to refuse, let alone train as a junior.
"Humph, go now, go now, the earth is not fun at all, I will help you learn more." After being hit by Li Le, Roland himself was annoyed and thought of going out to relax.
However, interstellar travel is not that simple. The legacy of Lord Lanshan is in the Sagittarius Galaxy, which is at least tens of millions of light years away from the Milky Way.
The round-trip spaceships on Earth generally only shuttle within the Milky Way, and the only way to go to the Sagittarius Galaxy is to take an interstellar flight.
"Hello, this is the community platform help center. I am Artificial Intelligence No. 001. How can I help you?"
"I need to go to the Sagittarius Galaxy. There are three of us in total. Please help me check if there is a direct flight."
Warriors usually don't like to use technology, but when it comes to using it, it's okay to make some changes.
What Roland was communicating with at this time was the community service platform on the street, which could handle all aspects of food, clothing, housing and transportation, and could compete with private consultants.
"Hello, Virtual Universe Company, there is a flight bound for the Sagittarius Galaxy. The departure time is 2 a.m., the single fare is 80,000 points, and the flight time is 62 hours. I hope it can be helpful to you."
Soon, the artificial intelligence of the community platform sent over the compiled conditions.
Wu Ming didn't know whether 80,000 universal points was expensive or cheap. They only knew that he didn't have the money.
Zhang Xiaoqiang borrowed it once and got only a few hundred banknotes of different denominations from a potbellied uncle.
This money is enough to eat and drink for a day, but compared with the cost of interstellar travel, it is undoubtedly nothing.
"Xiaoqiang, don't be stunned, go borrow money." The big fish eats the small fish, and the small fish eats the shrimp. Wu Ming quickly handed over the problem to Zhang Xiaoqiang.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little hesitant, Dou Chong's eyes were full of reluctance, and he retorted: "Why do I always go?"
"Of course it's you, do you want me to go?"
Hearing Wu Ming's rhetorical question, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at Roland who was silent, pursed his lips and walked away gloomily, wondering why I was always the one who got hurt...