Liu Mang is a male who likes women and is an ordinary ordinary person.
He doesn't have any other hobbies. He loves to play, play, and play with iron.
Of course, as a young man with hemorrhoids in the new era of the 21st century, Liu Mang also has some insignificant research on animation, comics, and games, that is, acg (animation+ic+game).
Although he is 1.76 meters tall, 72 kilograms, and has a strong six-pack abs with a body fat percentage of just 14, which makes him seem to be very interested in philosophy and van games, in fact, what he loves most is women.
.
Especially two-dimensional women.
In order to prove this at all times, his trousers were painted with Aheyan, his vest was painted with Aheyan, and his coat was also painted with Aheyan.
One is to show his orientation so that he no longer has to show 0 and 1 that he is a straight man on the street, and the other is to show off his extraordinary superb painting skills in a subtle way.
Understated and elegant.
His living habits are also very good. He doesn't smoke and only drinks lightly. He goes to bed at 11 o'clock in the evening and sleeps for 8 hours a day. He must drink a glass of warm milk before going to bed, and then do 20 minutes of soft exercises before going to bed.
Go to sleep soundly immediately. Sleep until dawn and never leave fatigue and stress until the next day.
Doctors said he was normal.
But I don't know why, everyone who knows him says he is a pervert.
It's really confusing.
After finishing the iron roll today, when Liu Mang was about to take two gulps of protein powder, something incredible suddenly happened to him.
He has traveled through time.
I traveled to a field of miscanthus grassland under the moonlight.
Next to him was a tall man over 1.9 meters tall, wearing armor all over.
If Liu Mang admits his mistake correctly, this armor should be the large armor from the Warring States Period of Yingzhou, but... how could the ancient Yingzhou people be so tall?!
Relatively speaking, his stature appears much shorter. At 1.76 meters tall, he is half a head shorter than this man.
Liu Mang silently assessed the situation.
He was still wearing Aheyan's vest, but it was wrapped in a layer of white furry armor, and there was an eagle-beak mask on his face. There was a heavy pouch behind his waist, which was filled with metal objects.
Wearing a short sword.
He...seems to be a ninja.
"The people in the inner palace have begun to garrison troops in the Bengluo Mountains again? Did my grandfather say anything?"
The tall man carrying the horn bow asked softly.
"..."
It must be Kenjiro Tsuda! This voice is definitely Kenjiro Tsuda!
Liu Mang roared in his heart.
As a man who is slightly involved in the ACG field, Liu Mang, like other ACG enthusiasts, has the basic two-dimensional ability to analyze who the voice actor is the moment he hears the sound.
Although some voice actors who are newcomers and niche characters are unrecognizable, he is extremely familiar with Kenjiro Tsuda.
Ordinary people who don't know acg may not know who this man is, but when it comes to the glasses senior Inui Sadaharu in "The Prince of Tennis" or Zhou Fangzun in "K", many people must have some impression.
The first time Liu Mang saw the other person's height, he realized that he might not have traveled back in time to ancient times. The thick silk and fine-grained lace draped over his shoulders suddenly looked familiar to him. In addition, there was a huge figure of nearly two meters behind him.
A red ox-horn bow, and neat long hair with a Tsukiyo head under the helmet...
Finally, let Kenjiro Tsuda’s voice give the final word.
This fucking one is Genichiro Ashina in "Sekiro: Shadows Die Twice"!
Liu Mang immediately concluded this point through various details that everyone could notice and within the conventional judgment time of 0.1 second.
Then, according to the courtesy of a retainer, he half-knelt on the ground and whispered:
"Yes, Sir Genichiro. The army has been stationed in the inner palace for many days. The old master has also asked about it, but he hasn't said anything yet."
"If you follow the lies of my subordinates, the old patriarch should be giving up the power of the Wei Ming Patriarch for you, sir."
"Thinking about it, it might be the old family master's physical condition..."
Liu Mang left some room for his words, so he concluded.
As for whether to talk too much, he is not worried.
Since they are here and can follow Genichiro Ashina, they must be among his most trusted people.
Although Liu Mang's words were a little self-judgmental, but with the advantage of foreknowledge brought by the plot, he was able to hit the point. And what he said was not nonsense, it was just a covert pat on the back.
of flattery.
Save your life and accept your current identity.
This is the task he currently needs to complete.
Although he didn't know how he got here, Liu Mang knew the plot of the next game by virtue of his first advance advantage.
Since the current game scene is Miscanthus Grassland, we should soon see the scene where Sekiro's hand is cut off, and then Genichiro will return to the city, just like the big demon king in the Demon King's Castle who is waiting for the hero to anal him from the front, helplessly
I watched the wolf slash from the city gate tower to Ashina East Road, and then was hacked to death by the wolf again, and finally escaped in embarrassment.
Obviously, according to the plot, Ashina Genichiro's ability to obtain information is basically zero.
However, reality is different from games, and after you join, there may be a huge butterfly effect.
But that was later.
Liu Mang made a calm judgment like an ordinary science student. After determining that he should save his life, he began to think about a breakthrough in the Sekiro world.
In my spare time, I thought about the upcoming protagonist ‘Sekiro’.
'Speaking of which, Sekiro's voice actor seems to be Daisuke Namikawa, right? The one who voices Ulquiorra in "Death", and speaking of which, he also voices Webb Velvet in "Fate"...
'
'...The sound he shouted out might also break, right?'
'I'm a little excited when I think about it.'
You see, Liu Mang's thoughts are so ordinary, simple and ordinary.
He is not the pervert others say he is.
Just as he was thinking in his mind, two figures, one large and one small, walked out of the darkness of the tunnel cave.
It was Sekiro and Miko.
Liu Mang hid in the grass and smiled secretly.
Everything that happened next was as he expected: On this grassy miscanthus meadow, two men competed for a little lolita pretending to be a man. First, there was a short and superficial verbal duel, and then there was another.
There was an extremely fierce physical collision. Their straight and slender weapons crisscrossed back and forth in mid-air. Their expressions were calm, their eyes were filled with fire, and their movements were extremely fast.
Liu Mang even added the sound effects of Teacher Zhao Zhongxiang to their fierce battle in his mind.
It can be said that mentally ill people have a lot of joy.
According to the normal game plot, Sekiro should have defeated Genichiro and then had one of his arms chopped off by a sneak attack, or Sekiro had lost to Genichiro and had one of his arms neatly chopped off.
Anyway, in the end, I lost a natural wife.
But as far as the current battle situation is concerned, Liu Mang does not feel Genichiro's crushing advantage over Ninja Sekiro.
'By the way, it's my turn to throw the poison darts of justice, but how to throw this shuriken? I haven't learned it yet, so Ichiro wouldn't let it hang in the hands of a dog, would he?!'
Liu Mang suddenly felt anxious.
The Ninja Wolf's advantage was getting bigger and bigger. Amidst the fierce metallic hiss of clanging weapons between the two, even a layman like Liu Mang could tell that Genichiro was being pinned down.
No, we have to take action.
Liu Mang took out a four-pointed shuriken from the pocket behind his waist, sandwiched the thin iron piece between his index finger and middle finger, and drew his wrist in mid-air gestures.
‘Tighten your fingers and loosen your wrists, it’s like water is flowing away, and you exert force instantly.’
'Yes, that's right, that's it, get used to it slowly, you only have one chance.'
Liu Mang stared quietly at the two men who were fighting fiercely, cold sweat sliding from his forehead to his temples as time went by.
The moment he saw the wolf turning its back to him, Liu Mang's pupils suddenly shrank.
'Now!'
With a strong force on the wrist, the shuriken flew out with a 'swish' due to the inertia of the wrist. The shuriken in the four corners whirred rapidly in the air, showing a curved arc and flew towards the battle area between the two.
.
Liu Mang didn't expect this dart to make any achievements. He only hoped that the wolf with his back to the dart would be disturbed by this righteous poison dart.
By then, Ichiro will be able to cut off an arm and complete the mission target.
If Chen Yilang is safe, then he is safe too.
The two of them are now grasshoppers tied to a rope.
Liu Mang closed his eyes and thought.
I don't know where the shuriken flew to.
"ah"
Suddenly, a cry of pain came from the two fighting men.
Liu Mang opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes suddenly lit up!
Then I saw Tan Yilang, who was already at a disadvantage, covering his buttocks in pain, as if you hurt me, but you whizzed past.
After a closer look, I didn't know what kind of sharp weapon had injured me. A bloodstain that was half a foot long was cut open on the left side of Tan Yilang's buttocks.
On the grass grass not far away, Yazi, who retired after becoming famous and returned home with dripping blood, was hidden in the soil and grass, as if nothing had anything to do with it.
There was so much hatred in Liu Mang's heart.
Ichiro is indeed Zai. You said you were facing my direction, but you didn’t even see my dart?!
This wolf can hide even if his back is turned!
In his heart, Liu Mang completely ignored his miraculous throwing skills, which were like boomerangs in darts. The bloody shuriken was inserted directly at his feet, missing by thirty centimeters.
into his feet.
This obviously scratched Tanichiro's butt and then returned directly in a 360-degree circle.
Before he could finish complaining in his mind, a "puff" sound suddenly came from his ears.
Liu Mang raised his head blankly.
Genichiro, who had just been holding his buttocks, was now kneeling in the grass field holding a broken arm. He was in so much pain that he could no longer scream.
The ground was covered in blood, and there was a severed arm in front of him.
He raised his head again and saw a ninja holding a wedge pill standing in front of him.
There is blood on the blade.
"This... this plot is so ungamey at all..."
"......ah"
Liu Mang complained unconsciously, and then saw the light of the knife passing by.
Seal the throat with a knife.
The clear moonlight, accompanied by the dark night, brought him the final curtain.
Bang.
The protein powder can fell to the ground, and the white powder was scattered all over the floor.
Liu Mang took a deep breath and jumped up from the rest chair, frightening the buddy next to him who had just finished squatting and holding on to the wardrobe and almost knelt down.
"Da Mang, what are you doing?"
The guy shoved him angrily and pulled his Ah Yan vest to straighten his waist. His legs were so sore.
Liu Mang looked around with a confused look.
Floor tiles, barbells, blue chairs...
And that black sports bra girl who reports on time at 6,759 every Tuesday, 4, 5, 7, and 6, which makes her obsessive-compulsive disorder so uncomfortable...
Look! She is looking here with contempt again.
It is indeed this person.
There is no Miscanthus, no Ichiro, and no revolving shuriken of justice.
In other words, was everything that just happened an illusion?
Suddenly, Liu Mang shook his hand.
He rubbed it on his hand with his fingertips again.
The calluses are gone...
And it's very flexible.
What's going on?
And...not counting muscles, the vest is even a little tight.
Has the power increased?
Without enough time to clean up the protein powder on the floor, Liu Mang quickly ran to the barbell and put weight plates on the Olympic bar.
In the past, his maximum bench press was 95 kilograms, and he had only done three of them at most. The third one almost hit him because the coach didn't protect him, but this time he planned to break through himself and go straight to 110.
Even in a gym where muscular men gather, this is considered a heavy weight.
After all, this is just a gym around the community.
Go up, lie down, and bench press.
One, two...twenty.
Very easy.
Liu Mang stared at the Olympic pole he pushed up. He did a whole set with a weight of 110 kilograms.
You know, he is only 72 kilograms. If an ordinary adult man can push 1.2 times his own body weight, it is considered very powerful, but he feels nothing.
So Liu Mang increased the weight again, all the way to one hundred and fourteen.
one...two...
This time he felt the pressure, and his chest muscles bulged to hold up his iconic Ahayan vest, but he did not stop, but forcefully completed five standard bench presses.
With a clang, the barbell fell onto the rack.
Liu Mang straightened up from the recliner, and many people around him were looking in his direction.
That's a full 140 kilograms, not counting this two-meter-two standard solid 20-kilogram Olympic pole with four large iron pieces on each side. It looks like it's two or three times the size of a human head.
Liu Mang, who is lean and lean, pushed five times.
Coupled with Liu Mang's iconic Aheyan vest...
Well, it’s very visually impactful.
Who can not pay attention to this?!
Liu Mang ignored everyone's gaze and fell into his own world, unable to extricate himself. He clenched his fists in surprise.