Chapter 56 Meng Steel Plate

The next morning, it was bright, and before the morning dew dissipated, two men and a woman appeared in the garden of the community wearing a sweatshirt.

The young man who took the lead was Zhang Mu, who was in a good mood. He waved to the old men and old ladies who played Taijiquan in the pavilion and shouted, "Grandpa Wang, Grandpa Chen, Grandma Guo..."

"Oh, this is not the boy of the Zhang family, the fat man of the Chen family and the daughter of the Deng family!" The old men and old ladies will almost give such an answer. Everyone is a neighborhood and has lived together for more than 20 years. Who doesn't know whom?

"Ha ha, the bodies of grandparents are still so strong."

"No, you are a young boy, haha!"

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"Hey, toothpaste, I found something wrong with my brother." The fat man came to Deng Jie and said breathlessly, "Is he too excited? Isn't he a little too much?"

Deng Jie was also very tired and stepped on the spot: "Wow, hoo, hoo... How do I know? Maybe I got the best hero today. My husband is in a very good mood. I'm so tired. I can't run anymore." Deng Jie pulled up the fat man's sweatshirt to wipe the sweat on her head.

The fat man sat by the flower bed and shook his hands: "I can't run anymore. I'm really in a good mood. Why did you pull us to do training? I haven't exercised since I was in high school. It's terrible."

Deng Jie looked at Zhang Mu, who was gradually running away, put her slender right arm on the fat man's shoulder, and said breathlessly, "You are a fat man! Don't look at how fat you are. Haven't you always wanted to chase the black hands? How can you lose weight quickly? The girl was scared away just when she saw your size!"

"Do you even know this?" The fat man smiled obscenely and asked, "To be honest, has the black hand mentioned me to you?" Or are you talking about me behind my back?

"I won't tell you!"

"No, tell me, at worst, I won't call you 'toothpaste' in the future." The fat man is anxious. He really likes black hands. The feeling of seeing and touching is really uncomfortable.

Deng Jie turned her head and hummed, "Well, for the sake of your cleverness, I'll just ask for you when you go online today."

The fat man's face squeezed into one piece: "Thank you, sister-in-law, sister-in-law is so good!"

Deng Jie: "... shameless!"

Zhang Mu's good mood was maintained until breakfast. Even when he ate, he kept a smile in his mouth, and occasionally made a 'he ha ha ha' sound. The mother was a little puzzled and asked the fat man twice at her son: "Xiao Chao, what's wrong with your brother? Did you take the wrong medicine? After Chen Xiaochao's parents divorced, Zhang Yunfei and his wife had long regarded him as their own son.

The fat man put a big piece of meat in his mouth and hummed vaguely, "Yesterday, my brother got the best hero in the game. He said that the thing could be sold for 1 million..."

"Poo~" Zhang Yunfei sprayed a large sip of beer on the table. He looked at him with a strange expression: "Are you sure he is talking about RMB? Isn't it the yuan or the ruble?

"Oh, hehe..." Zhang Mu chewed the food mechanically, and at the same time made a meaningless laugh in his mouth.

The fat man lowered his head and said, "Really!"

"Son, son, wake up, don't dream." Zhang Yunfei kicked the fat man aside and shook Zhang Mu's shoulder.

After waking up from the chaos, Zhang Mu looked at his father strangely: "Dad? What's the matter?"

"Can you make so much money by playing games? I heard that you had something yesterday. Can you sell it for 1 million? Tell your father about it." Although Zhang Yunfei is nearly 50 years old, he has an unpreted childlike innocence. It's definitely impossible for him to play games, but he is very interested in these ways to make money.

Zhang Mu put down his job and explained with a smile, "That, that, it's not a thing..., but a hero in the game. Her name is Menfela..."

After explaining for half an hour, Zhang Yunfei touched his chin and exclaimed, "Good boy, honey, do you hear me? The 'Meng What' my son played casually in the game is worth our hard work all our lives. Alas, we are really behind."

"Can you compare with today's young people! Really, hurry up and eat! I'm going to wash the dishes after eating!" The mother gave her husband a blank look.

Zhang Yunfei patted his son on the shoulder: "Good boy, come on! Dad is optimistic about you! Succeed early, Dad should retire early!"

The fat man ran over with a bowl, reluctantly stretched out his fat 'claws', and also patted Zhang Mu's shoulder: "Brother, I will rely on you to buy a car and a house in the future!"

Zhang Mu stood up with a smile, with confidence in his smile: "Everything will happen!"

"Well, um!" Deng Jie frowned at Zhang Mu uneasily. The little girl had an inexplicable feeling. Why did her uncle and the fat man seem to be robbing her husband from her?!

After breakfast, Zhang Mu went upstairs with Fatty and Deng Jie.

After returning to the bedroom, Zhang Mu fell down on ** and fell asleep in less than two minutes after closing his eyes. There were too many surprises for him this night. He was a hidden drawing and a famous general. His heart was a little overloaded. If he didn't have a good rest, he would probably be very happy and sad.

After sleeping until 12 o'clock at noon, Zhang Mu finished washing up and sat back in front of the computer. After many hours of long journey, Meng Steel Plate had arrived at the gate of the swamp city, and the arms in the swamp city had been refreshed.

"Brother, why do you want the swamp to be a sub-city? This race is not very powerful, is it?" The fat man doesn't understand.

Indeed, the strength of the swamp in the stand-alone version is not strong. The only arms that can support the table are A Niu's 'death gaze' and the 'group attack' of the nine-headed dragon. Unfortunately, the movement speed of the nine-headed dragon is really a little unsightly.

Zhang Mu did not hesitate to click on the town and get involved in the battle space. While controlling his own arms, he said, "You are wrong. Here, every race has its own special surname. The best thing about this game is that the strength between the races is quite balanced, and reasonable collocation can make the arms play a greater potential. What I like is the 'weakness' of the swamp dragonfly in the early stage, the third-order arms, which are not very wasteful to build, and the growth rate of this thing is very high. With it, I don't have to be afraid of long-range arms anymore... Hey hey, the era of skeleton soldiers as cannon fodder has passed, and dragon flies are definitely a good thing!" ( Dragon and fly: Beast, ready to pull others to die before they build a nest!)

A victory without suspense, killing dozens of skeletons.

Because the strategic level of Meng Steel Plate is 0, it can't reflect the strength of her defense. This kind of hero becomes stronger and stronger in the later stage. In the early stage, it is no different from Zhang Mu's own hero. ( The attack is not as high as Zhang Mu's twelve-winged angels.)

"Do you occupy the town?"

"Yes!"

"Mempheila has become the owner of the swamp city. Please name it."

"Home of Dragons and Fies."

"The naming is successful, and Menphera is not damaged when moving on the muddy ground."

"Hey hey, build a city hall first, and strive to build a dragon and fly tree hole in two days..." Zhang Mu pinched his chin and laughed. The more I looked at Meng Gang, the more I liked it.

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