Wang Juntao asked curiously: "Has the little guy thought of condensing any weapons?"
Wang Chen nodded and said: "I have thought about it, this time I will condense a gun out."
"gun?"
Wang Juntao was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "Yes, it's really cool. I thought you were going to condense some kind of death's sickle. Hey, gun, there doesn't seem to be anything cool in the world.
Gun, have you thought about what kind of gun to condense? Is it the kind of Changshan Zhao Zilong or the kind of Lu Bu? Otherwise, if you condense a gun like Nezha, when the time comes, I will have a gun in my hand, and I will have it all over the world, Doraemon!
"
Wang Chen had long known that his old man looked like a god in front of outsiders, making everyone in the world frightened, but in front of people he knew well, he looked like an old naughty boy.
The gun that Wang Chen wanted to condense this time was naturally not a gun in the traditional sense. Otherwise, how could it show its unique power? Wang Chen let out a light drink, and all three artifacts in the air turned into liquid.
Wang Chen carefully controlled these viscous liquids, which were constantly changing under his exquisite control.
"What is this?" Wang Juntao became more and more confused as he looked at it, and couldn't help asking curiously.
Wang Chen said enigmatically: "You will know when the time comes."
Wang Juntao curled his lips and said, "Okay, I'm still a little curious about what you can get me."
Wang Chen stopped answering and concentrated on controlling these viscous liquids. These liquids were constantly twisting and changing, giving people a rather strange feeling. Wang Chen originally wanted to make a gun, but the gun he called was naturally not his own.
What is Zhao Zilong and Lu Bu's gun that the old man talks about? As a good young man who grew up in modern times, how could our Wang Chen have such outdated ideas? What he wants to do is naturally the kind of awesome weapons used by American soldiers in the movies.
's spear.
However, just as Wang Chen was doing it, a new idea suddenly came to his mind. In this era of rapid changes, no matter how awesome a spear is, it can't be called a leader, so Wang Chen trembled his fingers and began to construct
When it comes to making a new thing, Wang Chen is proud that if he really succeeds in making it this time, it will be regarded as a new thing in this era of rapid changes.
"ri is new every time" is one of Wang Chen's favorite idioms, because this idiom is so in line with the love spirit of today's teenagers. "ri is new" means that every time "ri" has to be new, changing the pattern, every month
Different, that is, a person changes every month. This idiom is simply an endorsement of Stallion's world. It is completely tailor-made for the protagonist. Under Wang Chen's meticulous control, those viscous liquids
Gradually it changes towards the appearance of fireworks.
Wang Juntao frowned slightly. Could it be that his little grandson wanted to build a firework? This thing is more exciting, but not powerful enough. After all, this is a bit too creative? Which person in the world do you see who fights with ease?
Just for fun? Isn’t it obvious that people in the world will laugh at you?
Although Wang Juntao was a little confused, he suppressed these confusions in his heart. He still wanted to see what his grandson wanted to do.
"Dandan, what on earth do you think Xiao Chenzi is doing?" Bao Lulu asked worriedly from the side. Since Wang Chen woke up, she seemed to have taken a reassurance and finally no longer worried, and finally had the mind to think about other things.
Something happened.
Xie Dan shook his head and said: "I don't know either, but I heard that Grandpa Wang meant that he was going to come up with a special magic weapon, but I don't know what he was going to do."
Bao Lulu touched her chin and said, "This... he's not working on a rocket launcher?"
"Bazooka?"
Xie Dan was stunned for a moment. The thing Wang Chen made looked a bit like a rocket launcher. Could it be that what he was going to make this time was really a rocket launcher? A man from the world would hold a rocket launcher and whoever didn't like it would be blasted.
Just one shot, this... is too creative?
Xie Dan boasted that he had been in modern society for so many years, and his receptivity had improved a lot, but it was obviously not yet high enough to accept the emergence of a rocket launcher magic weapon. As a magic weapon, the rocket launcher was no longer against the sky, it was simply acceptable.
It’s a lot of fun outside.
This time, this little girl Bao Lulu really guessed it. What Wang Chen made this time was really the legendary rocket launcher! This was also the flash of inspiration in Wang Chen’s mind just now. Since he wanted to play, he naturally played with the second largest one.
, so the gun was directly enlarged several times and transformed into a rocket launcher.
Of course, such a popular name as the bazooka cannot match the popularity of the magic weapon in Wang Chen's hand. Wang Chen had already thought of the name when making it, so it was called "Yama's Chrysanthemum"! The slogan is: Yama's Chrysanthemum, one explosion will open up the world.
, the second explosion will make ghosts and gods cry, the third explosion will be invincible, Yama's Chrysanthemum, who knows who will explode!
Such a trendy name combined with such a trendy slogan, this is the legendary trendiness!
It lasted for half an hour, and all the parts of Wang Chen's Yama Chrysanthemum were finally condensed. Wang Chen's eyes were cold, he pointed his finger in the air, and shouted softly: "Condensation!"
Those parts were like meteors, converging from all directions towards the place pointed by Wang Chen's finger. Wang Chen silently recited a spell, and a burst of light yellow mist floated around the magic weapon. Under the influence of the mist, even
Wang Chen's old man, Wang Juntao, could only vaguely see something like a cannon barrel floating there, but he couldn't see exactly what it was.
Wang Juntao frowned and asked, "Done?"
Wang Chen nodded and said with a look of joy: "It's done, Yama's Chrysanthemum is revealed!"
As Wang Chen gave a soft drink, the yellowish mist around the Yama's Chrysanthemum gradually dissipated, and a cannon barrel about three feet long and as thick as a thigh appeared in everyone's sight. Wang Chen laughed wildly twice,
Putting this Yama's Chrysanthemum on his shoulders, the clothes on his body danced without wind, and a monstrous evil spirit shot straight from the top of his head into the sky and penetrated the sky!
It's really a cannon in my hand, I have the world.
If nothing else, Wang Chen's current appearance and aura are enough to scare people.
"Holy crap! What the hell are you doing?" Wang Juntao's eyes almost stared down, and he pointed at the cannon carried on Wang Chen's shoulder with his arms shaking a little and asked.
Wang Chen chuckled and said, "I gave it a very cool name, Yama's Chrysanthemum. How about it, old man?"
"The Chrysanthemum of Yama? Pfft! Haha, the Chrysanthemum of Yama, haha, you are worthy of being my biological son, Wang Hao. This name, as expected... Hahaha..." At this moment, there was a burst of wretchedness, Yin Dang
A silvery voice floated over from mid-air, and along with the voice, a rather cool-looking middle-aged man walked over. This man was none other than Wang Chen's father, Wang Hao.
After Wang Hao got the news that Wang Chen suffered from the natural disaster, he rushed over non-stop. However, he was a bit far away. Although he rushed in a hurry, he still missed the scene of Wang Chen fighting against the natural disaster, but he happened to hear it.
Wang Chen gave his cannon barrel such a cool name, so he couldn't help laughing out loud for a while.