Chapter 22 War Mad Tang Shaozong
The atmosphere in the workshop was extremely quiet, and Wang Sen slowly lowered his hands and looked forward.
"Don't ask me for my name." The man in front of him took the lead in breaking the tranquility of the air. He stroked the mustache on his chin with his right hand, stared at the sword bag behind Wang Sen, and then shouted in the crowd: "Put his weapon!"
"Yes!" Two strong military brothers beside Wang Sen quickly stood up from the stool. One directly pressed Wang Sen's hands, and the other easily pushed Wang Sen's hands firmly behind his back. The other military brother directly grabbed the sword bag.
"What do you want to do!" Su Yun was a little anxious when she saw Wang Sen grabbing her, and then shouted in a sweet voice: "You guys let go!"
Su Yun rushed to Wang Sen and grabbed Jun Ge's arm hard. The Jun Ge was as powerful as a cow, and Su Yun had no strength to compete with him. Seeing that he could not play any role, Su Yun had to give up, stood aside, pinched her waist and cursed her.
"You shameless ones!"
"How come we two students have become suspicious people!"
"You are worthy of saying that you are from the army!"
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Wang Sen, who was standing beside him, tried to struggle, but no matter how hard he exerted, he couldn't break free. His joints seemed to be stuck. The more he struggled, the more painful it was.
What a skillful grapple technique!
"Hey! The uncle in front! Why should you take my weapons?" Wang Sen grinned in pain and said in anger: "Aren't you troops sent by the country?"
"Hahaha, who told you that the troops cannot detain weapons from suspicious personnel?" The rough uncle slapped his thigh and laughed, laughing as he laughed: "Little brat, this is the iron discipline of the army! Are you dissatisfied?"
Wang Sen looked at the rough uncle's sarcastic gaze, and a sense of anger continued to rise in his heart.
He was not convinced, and he was unwilling to be detained here just like that. He had to take Su Yun out, and he also had an agreement with Su Yun.
"When can I return the knife to me?"
Wang Sen tried his best to suppress the anger on his face and questioned the rough uncle.
"Honestly wait for us to find out if you two are suspicious."
"Or, beat me."
After the rough uncle said that, his face became more sarcastic and he gave Wang Sen a middle finger.
"I don't know what purpose this guy is yet. I'm sure about Su Yun and I'm not sure when it will be. If we are under house arrest here for this reason, when will we go out? "Wang Sen looked at the scarred face and made a secret decision in his heart.
"Okay, I'll fight you!" Wang Sen raised his head, looked at the hateful figure in front of him, and asked, "Hey! That scarface! What's the way to play? Tell me!"
"Okay! Among so many survivors I have taken in this place, you are the only one who dares to talk to me like this!"
The rough uncle patted his thighs, and the sarcasm on his face dissipated, revealing a sense of excitement, and waved at the two military brothers.
The two Junge brothers immediately let go of Wang Sen, threw the sword bag to the ground, and returned to their seats and sat down straight.
"Take your guy, I'll take my guy. Within two minutes, whoever falls to the ground first will lose!" Uncle Gang twisted his thick wrist and slowly stood up. The excitement in his eyes gradually turned into a hint of fighting spirit, and waved his hand at the army brothers beside him.
"Enjoy the scene!"
When everyone in the workshop heard this, they immediately stood up and retreated. Su Yun was also pulled aside by the two Jun brothers, and a circle of ten meters was formed in the center of the workshop.
Wang Sen cut the two Jun brothers into a fierce look and immediately picked up the sword bag on the ground.
"Stinky **she! Come on! Kill that ugly monster!"
Su Yun stood outside the venue and cheered Wang Sen loudly.
You should know that Wang Sen tried his best to use the old black spear when killing zombies, and basically he was not willing to use it. Unless he encountered a muscle mutant or something more terrifying, he would be allowed to play.
In addition, Wang Sen usually uses black spears and uses them to kill evil, which makes it a bit awkward. After all, one spear and one knife are not the same thing.
"I didn't expect that the first time I used the evil spirit to kill, I actually faced humans..."
Wang Sen sighed secretly, grabbed the zipper of the sword bag and slowly pulled it open, and looked at Uncle Rural on the other side.
An iron rod nearly two meters long summoned out from the time and space ring on the right hand of the rough uncle.
The entire iron rod is black, and some auspicious dragon patterns can be seen on it. A rough estimate is that the iron rod is at least 20 kilograms.
The rough uncle was more than 1.9 meters tall, and it was more than enough to wield these two meter iron sticks.
"Little brat, this stick is made of pure iron with purity
Just as the rough uncle was mocking him, a cold light shot out from the sword bag in Wang Sen's hand and headed straight ahead.
"Huh? It's a bit awesome!" Uncle Rural could not help but wonder when he saw the cold light and shouted: "Take out this knife quickly!"
"bass!"
Zhan Xie was slowly pulled out of the scabbard by Wang Sen. On the blade, the cold light was pressing against him, and the golden light was surging.
"This knife is unusual..."
"That's right, I think Brother Zong's black iron mysterious stick is a bit inferior!"
"Hi, Brother Zong has been on the battlefield for more than ten years and has a deep foundation. What's the use of that little guy's knife?"
“Yes, too…”
Cut the evil out of the sheath, amazing the four seats.
Although Zhan Xie received praise from everyone, they still did not like Wang Sen.
After all, no matter how good the knife is, it still looks good at whether the user's foundation and memory are deep.
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"Good knife!"
After seeing Zhan Xie, the rough uncle's eyes were filled with red light. He could no longer help but suppress his fighting spirit. He waved the black stick and ran towards Wang Sen. The black stick slashed through the air and brought out a faint sound of breaking the wind.
"Haha, is it only 85% pure iron..."
Looking at the sturdy figure running towards him, Wang Sen couldn't help but sneer.
In terms of weapons, he already had the advantage. During tempering, he passed through the high temperature of Xiaoyang to remove impurities, and the pure iron level of the evil was reached 96%, and the blade was also vaguely mixed with some energy from Xiaoyang.
Thinking of this, Wang Sen couldn't help but feel proud.
However, this little complacent is about to become careless.
"Little brat! Take a scoundrel!"
In a blink of an eye, Uncle Kuang ran to Wang Sen, and knocked down his head with a stick, tearing the air around him apart. If Wang Sen did not hide, he would basically die.
Wang Sen immediately stretched out his hands and pressed Zhan Xie on his head. The black stick then came and smashed it heavily on Zhan Xie's blade. Wang Sen used all his strength to hold on to the fatal blow.
"tmd, this guy wants to kill him!" The slap just now blocked Wang Sen's arms were extremely numb, and he immediately cursed the guy in his heart.
"Okay! You can still play a move with me. However, within three moves, you will definitely lose!" Uncle Gang's face turned a little red and he said excitedly: "Don't you want to know what my name is? I'll tell you after taking my three moves!"
The iron rod was waving in the uncle's hand, and the wind was shining.
The rough uncle paused, and the black stick quickly hit the air, forming a strange arc.
Wang Sen was not willing to be outdone. He shook his numb palms, held the evil tightly, and used all his strength to connect in the direction of the black stick.
"Ding! Ding!"
The swords and sticks collided, and a spark splashed out at that moment, and the swords and sticks vibrated violently.
The rough uncle held his palm tightly and directly resolved the violent rank vibration.
Wang Sen's delicate palm was shaken and swollen. The tiger's mouth was slightly cracked, and blood dripped down the palm of his hand.
"Little brat, you still can't do it. I'm wasting this good knife!"
As soon as the rough uncle finished speaking, his arms immediately relaxed. Wang Sen couldn't help but lie down as the center moved forward. The uncle immediately stretched out his thick ankle and tripped Wang Sen's ankle.
Wang Sen's body was affected by inertia and fell directly to the ground.
The rough uncle stood there as steady as a rock.
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"Little brat, practice more while you are young! Don't let this knife down..."
Uncle Qiang took a few steps to kill the evil with great appreciation, and then slowly placed it in front of Wang Sen.
Wang Sen held the knife handle of the sword that Zhan Xie and struggled to get up. He covered his stomach with his other hand and hummed, obviously he was seriously injured.
Su Yun in the distance rushed over and helped Wang Sen up.
"Stinky **she! You can't beat me and show off!" Su Yun put Wang Sen's arm on his shoulder and cursed in a low voice.
Wang Sen just smiled faintly, shook his head, and then looked at the rough back that was gone, and couldn't help but sigh.
"I'm still not strong enough..."
Seeing the fierce uncle walking further and further, Wang Sen suddenly realized that he had not told his name yet.
Just as he was about to speak, he saw his sturdy back turned around, revealing his scarred face and said:
"By the way, boy! I forgot to tell you!"
"My name is Tang Shaozong. In the army, they all add my brother Zong."
"On the battlefield, they all called me Zhanmakui! Hahaha!"
A hearty laughter came melodiously. Wang Sen looked at the heroic figure and couldn't help but feel admiration in his heart.
"Is this the fighting spirit in the military camp..."
"War Crazy, Tang Shaozong!"
The new character Tang Shaozong appears!
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