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Chapter 68 Crushing them

In late February, the chill of early spring faded away and the sun was very warm.

At around 8 o'clock in the morning, a long convoy was driving on the spacious avenue. The flags were waving, but people drooped their heads like frosted eggplants, listless.

Yesterday, Chinese students went to Xiaoshan to practice and took this path. At that time, the gongs and drums were loud and the whole city was farewell to the ten-mile pavilion.

Today, the delegation on Zhou's return journey was much deserted, and there was not even a ghost. Of course, it was not that China did not send guards or guards of honor, but that it was because it was because it was shameless to let others send them away.

The prince was beaten to the point of a blue face, his hair was robbed, and even his shorts were lost. The civil servant attended the peach and plum banquet, and he was slapped in the face with wine, writing and writing, and was slapped in the face, and was beaten and rubbed on the ground with the opposite side... If he had to show off his farewell with great fanfare, wouldn't he beg the Chinese to come and see the joke?

They set off at half past seven and slipped out of the city in shame.

According to Zhou Hai's intention, it is best to run and leave China earlier.

But the mission has to pay more attention to the manners, and if you rush, you will really be fleeing. There is no way, so you can hurry up and wait for half an hour before you can get ten miles away from the city.

There is a pavilion of ten miles and a pavilion for travel and rest.

Xin Tianyou sat leaning against a pillar, covering his hat on his face and taking a nap. He raised his body and covered him with a long Confucian scholar suit customized by Dong Shumin. He wore an extra set of underwear, which looked very sturdy.

Wang Rui's words touched him a lot. Thinking of the ideal country fighting against the world with an isolated city, the science dogs continued one after another, and the master ascended to the sky, he couldn't help but feel excited.

I also feel that the master who doesn’t even step on ants is too naive. I think that the Taoist sect will tolerate heresy if it doesn’t leave it alone.

Dongjiu and others are not cruel.

After buying the nitrate mine at a high price, how can the nitrate miners be in a position to show off? If they do not kill people to silence their mouths, they will have to force them to keep their mouths as if they are locked and go away.

The rare mine caves are that there is nitrification and a little bit of oil is gurgling. Toluene is extracted, and after three nitrifications, it synthesizes the famous trinitrotoluene Tienti, the king of explosives.

From this point of view, the master spent fifteen years to improve technology to the level of the nineteenth century.

However, the heavy snipers, tanks, armed helicopters, missile and drones that appeared in the battle of siege were all conventional weapons before the outbreak of nuclear war. This means that an arsenal was hidden under Sun City.

After ten thousand years, steel will rot so much that it will not even be left. Special treatment must be adopted to preserve the distant future. As a messenger, Master, of course, knew it.

The two senior brothers of the gods are warriors wearing perfect mechas.

Evolution No. 1, life nuclear energy, plus perfect mecha, is the strongest warrior in your ideal.

When I was training in the virtual realm, I was beaten a lot. Why, there are no mechas in the world, and I was asked to practice? According to now, there is at least one more hidden in Shangri-La...

It’s a pity that the anti-gravity force, 100,000 horsepower, plus the laser sword and micro nuclear bomb, still has never fought against the Heavenly Man.

So the master learned from his mistakes and expanded the theory of the perfect warrior to "kill with flowers", and he was the only experimental subject. During this period, he discovered that the sun was about to expand, which was quite bloody... The battle with the Taoist sect was alive and dead, and suddenly it turned into an internal contradiction that continued by human beings...

His thinking is limited by science and conditions, and he cannot create a door to time and space. When his whimsical ideas appear, he immediately takes the opportunity to take care of his life and puts all his treasures on...

He ran out of Yunshan in anger and had a big fight with him. He expressed deep melancholy about how long he could live in a world where monks were rampant...

The master is lonely.

He also has Xiaoqing Xiaohua Xiaohei shaking flags and shouting, but he has not one...

Hahaha……

The master is really unreliable. He is so bragging that he is more powerful than the sky. The harsh words he said before the decisive battle of the heavenly beings are clearly bullying the three Taoist masters who do not understand science.

The scientific and technological civilization was destroyed by nuclear war, and it was impossible to retain a large number of nuclear weapons to future generations, and it was even more impossible to deal with the number that was sufficient to destroy the earth in a special way.

After ten thousand years, the high-energy detonation explosives, electronic components, metal shells, auxiliary systems of nuclear bombs all failed, leaving only a pile of radioactive sources. Some nuclear materials have short half-life, such as tritium, and even radiation is not produced.

Even if there are, at most one or two or three items were kept under Sun City. By the way, a big explosion later created a large pit of five miles, and it was probably what it did.

I want to explode the gods, but I don’t even have any doors.

Think about it, even a consecrated immortal master like Yan Song is so sensitive to danger, how could the celestial beings be like a wooden stake and remain stupid?

Langya must have been the master who saw him walking and deliberately threw it on the scrap iron truck. No wonder the old man couldn't figure out where his stuff was collected. I said why was it so coincidental?

What an old stubborn!

After so many years in Yunshan, I watched myself practice swords with wooden pieces, but I refused to show my treasure. After leaving, I tried every means to stuff it into my hand. Even if I didn't find it at that time, I would use other methods.

hey-hey……

In the long pavilion, several small vendors and farmers spoke even more excitedly when they heard the scholar laughing and screaming.

"When it comes to the young hero punching him, Prince Zhou urinated and knelt down and begged for mercy..."

"Shh, whisper. The officers and soldiers came over there, as if they were from Zhou."

"Shiko is afraid of a bird. This is the territory of our Chinese, and it's not Zhou Gou's turn to show off his power..."

...

Inside the carriage, Zhou Hai's face was as gloomy as iron.

His dantian was damaged and his realm fell to the initial level of consecration, and he was unstoppable. However, he was at the limelight at a distance of more than 100 meters and could hear these words clearly.

One hand stretched out the curtain, clicked forward, and said:

"Blame them!"
Chapter completed!
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