Zhang Liao now has such a feeling in his heart, except for knowing what the words written by Chen Le are, he no longer knows what the words written by these words mean.

And after watching from the back for a long time, the more you look at it, the more exaggerated it becomes, and the more you look at it, the more outrageous it becomes.

The bazooka cannon is nothing, and what is that jet? What the hell is a crab machine?

"Isn't crab a food, crab chicken? Could it be a new breed in this world? In his mind, he thought of what a terrible creature the big rooster that crowed every morning, the wings of two flapping and flapping chickens, and the claws of two big crabs.

As a military general, Zhang Liao, although he can't be said to be very proficient in the art of war, he still knows a thing or two, but looking at these things written by Chen Le, he is puzzled.

Fireball attack? Laser cannon attack? Cannonball? Machine gun?

"Oh my God! What is this? Zhang Liao was in the back, and his curiosity drove him to watch from behind, wanting to see what Chen Le had spent the daytime trying to accomplish and what he was going to create.

However, how could I have thought that what I had been waiting for for a long time would be this?

In the end, Zhang Liao gave Chen Le two big characters for these things he wrote.

'Book from Heaven'

And now, since Chen Le started to write with that brush in his hands, all his attention has shifted to these papers, as if he only has the handwriting written by the tip of the pen in his eyes.

Other than that, everything else is a floating cloud and is not worth mentioning at all.

Even if there is an earthquake at this moment, the house collapses, the daughter-in-law runs away with others, and the child is stolen, he will do it motionlessly to deal with the matter at hand, otherwise it will not be finished at all.

This kind of spirit can be said to be one of the shining points of Chen Le, otherwise Chen Le would not have worked so hard to play games in the video game city at night.

Concentrate on doing his own thing here, and I can't tell that this party is still a young man who plays games all night until two watches.

With this spirit, even if you have betel nut in your mouth and a box of Red Bull, you may not be able to achieve this effect.

"The third level boss, the attack is roughly divided into three types, machine gun, big fireball, small fireball, machine gun just need to dodge, big fireball can also be exploded with bullets, and small fireball is to test your position."

"The fourth level boss is a big steamer that will release laser cannons that you've never seen before, be sure to dodge them, remember! You need to dodge his attacks from time to time, and attack him in between attacks. ”

"The fifth level of the boss, this level is more difficult to beat, the boss as a whole is diving into the water, it can be named 'submarine', as the name says, the boss has always been in the water, you can only attack him at the moment when he pays the surface."

That's not all I have to say, and I have to write a motivational word below at the end.

'Come on, Sao Nian! ’

"Sao Nian? How did this 'year' start to 'soothe'? Zhang Liao thought of the Nian beast in the story he told during the New Year before, and he was in a commotion, such a tasteful creature, why did he let it cheer?

Chen Le's seriousness is really a little scary, and this Zhang Liao, some of them are looking at what Chen Le wrote behind him.

has the intention to kill the thief, has no power to return to the sky, and has the intention to understand what Chen Le is writing, but unfortunately he doesn't know what these things are, and he doesn't even know where to think of it when he even imagines it.

I really don't know what Chen Le is writing, it looks like it's a headache, just like your college students listening to high math in class, although you know that the book is written with Chinese characters, numbers and some symbols, but you just don't understand why you write it like this.

"Oh my God, who's going to save me." Looking at the moon sky, I hope that Chang'e on the moon can send her little rabbit down to save her soul, who doesn't know how to understand words.

It's really not good, it's okay to send a Wu Gang, remember to bring his axe, an axe will kill me here, my brain really doesn't want to go through this kind of torture.

I even have a little doubt about my language ability and writing skills, whether it is suitable in this era, and from time to time I need to re-learn a new knowledge, just to be able to communicate with my lord more conveniently, and eliminate the purchasing agent as much as possible.

It's a machine gun again, it's AK47 again, and that*, looking at Chen Le drawing those symbols like ghosts, Zhang Liao thought that Chen Le was born as a Taoist priest, what kind of exorcism charm did he draw here.

"The final level, two bosses, aliens." Chen Le muttered in fragments, the speaker was unintentional, and the listener was intentional.

After Zhang Liao heard this, his heart was completely silent, like dead ashes, and he could no longer ignite his interest as before.

"Well, maybe I really have something to do with modern communication." He turned around and walked straight towards the wooden pillars of the house.

Just as he was about to walk to the pillar, he glanced back at Chen Le with a little reassurance, only to see that his back was still working hard there, so he turned back with confidence.

"There doesn't seem to be any danger, so I'll be quiet and quiet."

With his head on top of the pillars of the video game city, maybe only this cold wood can wash away his messy brain.

The sound of Chen Lefei's paper, which had been echoing in his ears, and the papers that had been written by Chen Le, were directly thrown aside by him and fell to the ground.

"Hahaha, that's it." I don't know how long it took, Chen Le laughed.

Zhang Liao, who had been holding the big pillar on the beam of the house for a long time, heard the laughter of his lord, tilted his neck and looked over, his face was full of helplessness, feeling that he was a soy sauce player, and now in the middle of the night, he didn't even play soy sauce.

Chen Le picked up all the written papers on the ground, and then put them together and put them up in an orderly manner.

Of course, the first piece of paper must be the one of the 'Metal Slug Clearance Manual'.

Looking at the fruits of his labor tonight, he sighed heartily, and then walked towards his bed, like a soulless walking corpse, except for moving his body leisurely, he didn't know what his brain was thinking at the moment, and even what he was doing, as if his brain was not very clear.

threw himself on the bed, took off his shoes with difficulty, and fell asleep directly.