Chapter five hundred and sixty-three bad math can't fight
"Peng!"
It was almost the same two fists that met each other before.
Whitebeard is ready to change his tactics!
result!
"Crack!"
"Crack, click, click!"
There was a crisp sound from Whitebeard's arm.
His arm was actually broken!
Mom sells batches!
His arm was actually broken by Zhang Meng’s punch!?
Everyone is going crazy!
This is an awesome white beard!
When they were tied just now, they were only at the seventh level of skill!
Now that you have used your ultimate move, why did you get knocked out with one punch?
Whitebeard is also crazy!
Even this shock suppressed his pain!
What the hell?!
Why did he lose?!,
And he got knocked out with a punch?!
How strong is this guy!?
When the tie was tied just now, how many kilometers did he cover?!
Stop talking about him!
Zhang Meng is in a state of confusion!
Huh? That’s not right!
Just now the opponent used seven levels of skill, and he used five levels of skill.
Now that he has used eight levels of skill, even if the opponent does not increase his skill, he will not be beaten into this state!
The corners of Lin Feng's mouth were also twitching. He looked at Lu Xiaobu and said, "Is this what you mean by taking it easy?! One punch is a draw, the other is a KO?"
He was very depressed!
How strong is this Zhang Meng?!
It seems that the bodyguards he recruited this time can only be placed in the second echelon!
The first echelon is still vacant!
"How the hell did I know?!"
Lu Xiaobu also looked helpless.
Zhang Meng, do you know what it means to take it easy?!
Just take it easy with two punches?!
Then take it easy and end the fight with one punch?!
Zhang Meng looked at Whitebeard who was shocked and in pain, and smiled awkwardly: "Um, I'm sorry! I don't know what went wrong!"
Hearing Zhang Meng's words, Whitebeard almost spit out a mouthful of blood!
Cao! What do you mean?!
You don’t know what’s wrong?!
What on earth do you want to do?!
If you win, you win. If you say "do your best", I feel a little comforted!
But if you say this now, what do you mean?!
You look down on me?!
Zhang Meng ignored White Beard. He felt that he had not completed his task well and returned to Lu Xiaobu dejectedly.
"Young Master, I, I really don't know what's going on."
Zhang Meng said with great embarrassment.
"Okay, let's talk about it later."
Lu Xiaobu waved his hands helplessly.
"yes!"
Zhang Meng nodded.
Only Liang Lan looked at Zhang Meng thoughtfully and whispered: "How many layers did you use?"
"The first time I was five layers, the other party said it was seven layers! Then I thought, wouldn't my eight layers be equivalent to the opponent's ten layers? So, I used eight layers!"
Zhang Meng explained in a low voice: "Who knew it would be like this."
"You miscalculated."
Liang Lan clapped her hands and said.
"Wrong calculation?!"
Zhang Meng was stunned, stretched out his hand to calculate, and then looked at Liang Lan: "That's right! Five plus three is eight! The opponent's seven plus three is also ten!"
"That's not the way to calculate it. The standards are different!"
Liang Lan waved her hand and explained: "You must unify the standard to calculate. For example, if you set the standard, the tenth floor is 10, then your fifth floor is 5, and the eighth floor is 8."
"Yeah, there's nothing wrong with it."
Zhang Meng nodded.
"But, the opponent's seventh level is equivalent to your fifth level. In other words, his tenth level is not 10, but 7.14! In other words, your eighth level is nearly 1 more powerful than the opponent's full strength.
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"Damn it! That's it!" Zhang Meng slapped his thigh: "Mom sells batches, and you have to learn mathematics to fight. If you are not careful, you will be ruined!"
"puff!"
Liang Lan couldn't help but laugh.
This Zhang Meng usually looks quite serious, but his skin looks terrible.
This means that Whitebeard didn't hear it. If he heard it, he wouldn't have to fight you!
I accidentally fucked someone up!
"Let's go, let's go. I won a small game today and I asked you to use up the conditions. I'm in a good mood. Finish the drink and let's go play some games."
Lin Feng said to Lu Xiaobu.
As for the previously agreed-upon competition between his bodyguards and Zhang Meng and Li Jin?
No!
Whitebeard was no match for Zhang Meng, so he was accidentally defeated by Zhang Meng.
Not to mention the few pieces of material he has!
So, it’s better to just maintain this winning state, it’s very comfortable!
"Okay. I'm in a good mood too."
Lu Xiaobu was also very happy.
With Duan Yue, his father's safety is guaranteed!
Not bad, not bad!
The two of them walked away arm in arm.
Only the white beard is left, covering his arms and messing up in the wind!
What do you mean?!
What does this mean?!
Collectively look down on him!?
But there was nothing he could do.
He had been so aggressive and planned to take revenge, but he could only leave like a drowned dog in despair!
…
At this point, this competition has come to an end for the time being.
Later, Lu Xiaobu and Lin Feng played around casually and had nothing to say in detail.
Shimen.
Lu family.
Lu Xiaobu took Duan Yue back home.
"dad."
Lu Xiaobu opened the door and shouted.
"You're back? What's wrong? Are you so happy?"
Father Lu came out of the kitchen.
Now that Lu's father is older, he doesn't have any other hobbies, he just loves cooking.
In fact, it's still quite lonely.
After all, Lu Xiaobu used to be noisy and noisy at home, but as Lu Xiaobu had more and more things to do and was running around every day, the house became a little empty.
"I found a wife for you."
Lu Xiaobu opened his mouth and came.
"puff!"
Father Lu almost spit out a mouthful of old blood: "What kind of wife are you looking for? I'm not looking for you!"
If he wants to find it, why should he use Lu Xiaobu to find it for him?!
He really doesn't want to look for it.
"It's not what you think. I'm looking for a male wife for you."
Lu Xiaobu continued.
"puff!"
Father Lu's liver hurts: "You stinky boy, are your skin itchy? I don't want anything from a woman, so give me a man!"
What's wrong with this brat?
Doubt his sexual orientation?!
It’s time to come back and tease him when you have nothing to do!
"Forehead……"
Lu Xiaobu also noticed the slip of the tongue and looked at Liang Lan: "What should I say?"
"Old brother? Old playmate? Or something..."
Liang Lan actually didn't know what to call her.
"Forget it, let's stop talking." Lu Xiaobu waved his hand: "Mr. Duan, come in."
"Yes, Master."
Duan Yue walked in.
Ever since the battle between Zhang Meng and Whitebeard on the island, his so-called arrogance has completely disappeared, and he has accurately understood his own position.
"This is my dad."
Lu Xiaobu introduced him, and then said to Lu's father: "Dad, this is Duan Yue, let him accompany you."
"master."
Duan Yue still knows the rules.
"Oh, sit down first."
Father Lu didn't say anything. He arranged to sit down and said, "I'm going to cook."
