Chapter 41 The so-called Armstrong low-pressure Armstrong swing gun

The final result of the discussion was that the man gave the vest a theoretical lesson, and Cheng Ying gave the vest a practical lesson. I was responsible for giving the vest a practical lesson - because they agreed that without a sword in my hand and did not use Taoism, it was a standard waste material. Even a beginner's vest could easily pull me to the ground and not stand up.

I retorted: "Isn't it you two male chauvinists who are so conceited that they don't even dare to take action against girls?"

Neither of them was angry.

As for the senior brother, we argued for a long time and didn't come to a conclusion. If you are a loser like me, you can't summon such a high-level creature as the servant spirit, and letting the vest pick up the senior brother will delay her training; let the old man pick up the senior brother and no one knows; let Chengying pick up the senior brother... Personally, I personally said that I won't invite Young Master Cheng; let me If you pick up your brother, you may meet the nine-tailed fox alone...

Finally, I gave my brother my home address in detail, and then seriously told him: "You copy the address, then print it out with A4 size paper, and show the address to the taxi driver when you get out of the subway station. If there is no accident, they will pull you here, and then you call me again. If there is an accident, You can call 114 first, call 110 if you can't solve it, and then call me..."

Brother, this problem has been solved!

Next, naturally, the weapon of the vest needs to be solved. With the vest on my back, I unkindly asked the man to help scan the circumference and height of the vest, and then looked at Chengying seriously and asked, "How about the one-meter whip?"

Chengying supported his chin and thought for a moment: "Will it be too short? Did you bring her close to the one-meter whip?

I laughed and said, "How long will you be?" Nine meters?"

The shadow is silent.

I followed and added: "The whip should neither be short nor long. If it is too long, the attack speed is slow. If it is too short, the attack strength is poor. Generally speaking, it can be slightly less than the height. It is more appropriate to use a 1.5m to 1.6 meter whip in height, but she is a novice. You can't let her wave a 1.5-meter whip as soon as she goes to battle, so I suggest that she step by step, warm up with a 1.5m whip first, and then change to a longer whip.

Chengying was silent for a moment, and when he opened his mouth again, his eyes were already full of praise: "I thought you could only use swords, but I didn't expect you to know about whips."

I smiled and pointed my thumb to the man next to me: "Sogou, you will know."

The old man smiled happily and shyly.

Chengying's face suddenly turned black, and he asked me with a completely cold face, "Where are you going to buy that whip?"

Then without waiting for me to answer, he squinted at the man and said coldly, "Don't tell me that you're going to make this guy come out."

I sincerely said that the weapon of the old man's weapon should be used by someone other than him, and I really don't mind letting him change a house for me by the way.

By the way, why is Master Cheng so disgusted with the old man? Is it because of the jealousy of modern weapons by the aging ancient weapons?

It's really sad. The sword is useless and the hero is late.

Chengying slowly turned his eyes to me, paused, and suddenly raised the corners of his lips with a smile: "Yan ○ai has a very famous saying, I think you must have heard it."

"What?" I dig my ears.

"Do you want to die once?"

“......”

I forgot that he and I were connected.

Finally, I decided to order at the Taoist equipment store downstairs in accordance with the principle of convenience, which is convenient for the chatter and the brazenness of the exchange. Fortunately, the shopkeeper still remembers my civilian face. As soon as he entered, he skipped the code step and asked me directly: "What are you going to buy this time?"

I compared the figure and height of the vest with him: "That's about it, but she is a novice. I think it's enough to buy a one-meter whip."

He looked at the empty brain to mend it, and then took out a bundle of ○ funny whips scattered at the front end from under the counter: "How about this?"

I was ashamed: "We're going to train her into combat effectiveness. Forget it."

The boss raised his eyelids: "What, do you think this is a funny prop?"

I conveyed with my eyes, "Isn't this an interesting prop?" Questions.

So the boss crossed the whip and pressed the button of the ○ fun prop switch at the handle. The scattered whip in front of him suddenly synthesized a long whip like magic - cough, illusion. At a glance, it was almost one meter and two meters. If you look carefully, it is no more than one meter.

I pointed to the whip and asked, "Is there anything behind the handle?"

The boss nodded with the corners of his lips: "The longest can be up to three meters. After adapting, you can adjust the length by yourself. How about it? Is this suitable?"

I was overjoyed and was ready to take out my wallet: "How much is it?"

The boss turned over the label: "The membership price is 58,000."

Get out of here.

I put my wallet back in my pocket with a blank face, turned around and walked out of the door. Why should I buy such an expensive whip for my vest... Will she reimburse it?

Before I took two steps, the boss stopped me from behind: "Little sister who teases you! Come back, the membership price is 3,000 yuan.

I felt that it was barely acceptable, and then went back to bargain with a blank face: "One thousand."

The boss took a deep breath: "Sister, do you think this is in Taihua or Kowloon or the new center?"

I continued to turn around and walk out with a blank face, and he jumped up behind: "Here you are! Just deal with it at a loss!"

This makes me firmly believe that the original 1,500 medicine can be cut to at least two hundred and eight.

It's not too late. As soon as I got home, I dragged my vest to the rooftop for training. At that time, the old man had just finished the first basic training and just finished talking about what a long whip was according to the principle of reading according to the word, so the vest was stunned when he saw the ○ fun props in my hand: "Is this...?"

I raised the long whip to her with a blank face: "Your weapon."

The waistcoat expression is a little entangled: "Can this really be used as a weapon?"

I suddenly understood the reason why the prop store owner deliberately opened the store into a ○ fun supplies store, so I hesitated between telling the truth and playing with the vest, and then honestly succumbed to the pressure of Chengying's eyes: "This is how this thing is used."

I pointed the button on the handle to the waistcoat: "There is a button here, and you can click to collect the soft whip in front of it into one."

said that he pressed it with his hand, and the soft whip in front suddenly contracted back into one, and then popped forward with lightning speed and rushed to the vest in the blink of an eye.

I was not in a good mood, so I quickly released the button and waved it to the right. The three-meter-long soft whip suddenly bypassed an arc in the air, and I pulled back a few times in the air, so that I could control the situation of the long whip hitting the small face of the waistcoat and smoothly smashed a circle on the ground.

The vest was completely unaware of the change. A small face looked at me full of worship. I was secretly relieved and looked at the vest and Cheng Ying brazenly against the cold air of the young master Cheng: "I got it. Do you want to practice now?"

Chengying agreed: "You can let the vest practice the feel first."

I put away the long whip and waved to the vest and said, "Go, go to the rooftop."

The actual combat class should be in charge of Cheng Ying.

But I have great doubts about whether Chengying can be qualified but be the actual combat teacher of the vest - because at the beginning, he objected to me giving the actual combat class to the vest, but he pushed that his previous life was simply a sword. With my limited understanding, I really haven't heard that a sword can make a good whip, so I let the rooftop die. Reluctance to go away.

Chengying did not drive people away. He only looked at me lightly, raised the corners of his lips and smiled slightly. His starting position was a standard whip posture.

I didn't have time to marvel. I saw Chengying's wrist flip, and it was like a whipping method that can only be used by an connoon. The old man followed and admired for a long time, and then nodded to me with certainty: "It's absolutely no problem for Chengying to teach her. Let's go down."

I was very reluctant to use it. I took out a bag of melon seeds and sat down on the ground and didn't plan to leave, but I thought about the man standing next to me...

I was silent for a moment, then took out my wallet and handed it to the old man: "You are responsible for dinner today. Go and buy it."

"Ah?" The man didn't react.

I pointed to the man and woman next to me: "These two must not have time to buy vegetables in training, and I will be attacked by the nine-tailed fox when I go down alone - don't ask me why I go alone when I buy a whip, because the vegetable market is not close to the prop store here, so this glorious and great mission is naturally only left to you."

The child simply didn't think that I could have a flowery intestines in my stomach, and now he took the wallet and ran downstairs in angrily.

After all, the vest is a novice. Although it is decent to hold the whip, it is a little afraid to attack. Although I have never been involved in the long whip course, I can also see that the waistcoat is rotten with whips.

Chengying's expression has not changed, but his anger is a little chaotic. Maybe he didn't expect that the former contractor would become such a useless situation, but due to the former spiritual relationship, gentlemanly demeanor or male chauvinism or other reasons that I can't explain, he hasn't spoken to him with a good temper until now. This has to be replaced me. , no accident has been scolded so that you don't even know your last name.

I watched for a long time and felt that the situation of the vest was really a little annoyed, so I couldn't help pointing out the vest: "The vest! You are so scared! Do you want to get a bento after class in less than five minutes? SISTER, LET ME TELL YOU THAT YOU should be bold, CARED AND MORE HEARTless TO BOSS! Be decisive! Be strong! The operation should be ○ swing! Walk in a position to be coquettish..."

Chengying pulled a whip directly towards me.

I turned my head to the left side and dodged, and then continued to mislead my children: "Don't worry too much when you go to the battlefield. Playing BOSS is not like playing games. Without the opportunity to Saveandload, the mother of heaven will not give you the ability to stand still, so you have to seize every opportunity to attack the enemy and poke your eyes. Poke your eyes, dig your nose if you can... Of course, it's the enemy. Did I ask you to dig your own nostrils?

Chengying's eyes were tingy, followed by at least four swordsmanships attacking me. I couldn't hide. I simply leaned back, jumped away from the same place with two backs behind my hands on the ground, and then shouted to the vest: "There is also something like Armstrong's low-pressure Armstrong gymster rotary gun. , if you can kick on the spot, you must kick and kick hard! Even if you can't kick the opponent to death on the spot, at least you have to kick the disabled, which can quickly and effectively repel the enemy and hit the morale of the other party!"

The waistcoat in studying carefully stopped for a moment, and then asked me in a serious tone, "What is Armstrong and what cannon?"

I shamelessly chewed gum: "It's the ham sausage and quail eggs between the legs of the man below the abdomen and above the thighs in front of you."