Zhang Liao shook his head from side to side alone, his face was full of helplessness, and he secretly sighed in his heart, whether he could no longer keep up with the trend of this era.

"Maybe I'm really going to be buried by this era." I looked around at everything in this video game city, except for the writing beams and the bed and board, the rest of the things seemed to be new, and even the design of the stool was different from what I remembered.

I looked at Chen Le and found that he still hadn't started writing, and said secretly in my heart: "Could it be that people in this era like to put pen to paper and think about it first?" Then, after the end of thinking, I went to write down the content of my thoughts completely, read more than 10,000 volumes, and wrote like a god. ”

"It's a way to waste paper, and it doesn't make your writing indecent." Zhang Liao's brain hole is also enough, and he thinks about a lot of things.

One hand clenched into a fist, and then slammed it the palm of the other hand, "Well, it must be like this." Zhang Liao is here silently wondering why Chen Le is doing this, and what is the purpose of doing this.

Although the ancients did advocate three stars and then act, these three thoughts and later actions do not seem to be very in line with Zhang Liao's era.

In fact, if he bent down and took a closer look at Chen Le's every move, he would be able to know exactly why Chen Le was like this.

"Whew~Whew~~" The little snoring is like the little trumpet, ticking here.

The chin is not controlled by his head, and he is gently moving here, but he is really sleepy, and he has already dozed off in front of this arcade machine.

Hearing Chen Le's snoring voice, Zhang Liao couldn't help but be speechless, he had made up so many things in his brain, and all of them were wrong, and he complained a little bit in his heart.

"I'm so sleepy, how can I still be so reckless." For a person like Chen Le who forcibly behaves, Zhang Liao really doesn't know how to evaluate him, and this is still his own father-in-law, and he is not very good at teaching him.

It's said that it's death to save face and suffer crimes, it's not quite like it, it's said that it's physically strong and mentally disabled, but it seems that the body is quite complete, and there is no missing arms and legs, it's just that he just stays up late and works overtime, not as exaggerated as he thought.

"Wake up, Lord, Lord." Zhang Liao urged Chen Le to wake up quickly, so that he could finish his work and rest quickly, what can he do here.

"If you were in our time, you don't know how many times you'd have to die." Looking at Chen Le's somewhat sleepy side face, Zhang Liao said secretly in his heart, "I really don't understand, what is it that prompts you to force yourself to die here." ”

Maybe when the next day opens for business, Chen Le's face that can't lie will betray all the true thoughts in his heart, but this Liao joined relatively late, and he doesn't know the love history of his father-in-law.

Unruly, no.

Graceful, no.

I don't know if it's unrequited love, or the kind of relationship that I have a crush on, it's cut constantly, and it's messy.

Chen Le, who reunited with Zhou Gong again, was chanting wine and poetry with Zhou Gong under the peach blossom tree, and the two looked at each other's familiar faces, it was no longer the first time they had met, so they were all old acquaintances, and they both looked very pleasing to the eye.

"When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky, I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace." Chen Lezheng picked up the wine glass there and chanted a poem to the moonlit sky.

The peach blossoms were rustled by the wind that night, and a few pink peach petals also swayed with the wind, and finally fell into Chen Le's wine glass, decorating the wine glass full of wine.

And the old man in sackcloth with a white beard kept giggling, and his hands were applauding the audience, and the king of the audience was here, as if he was very interested in the poems chanted by Chen Le.

After Zhang Liao called Chen Le for a while, suddenly, in his dream, the moon sky was suddenly covered by a large dark cloud for some reason, like a lunar eclipse, and there was only endless darkness on the entire ground, and there was no end to it.

Dense little black dots flew out of the dark clouds, similar to the army of flies he had seen in his metal slug.

Chen Le, who was admiring the bright moon in the sky, saw this army of flies and how could he not be familiar, and how could there be no shadow, although they had all been wiped out, but in fact, he was lucky, after a while, the haze was still in his heart, and it had not yet dissipated, which could be regarded as a nightmare in his metal slug.

The poor man who was chased and killed at the beginning fled in all directions like an outlaw, and hid in the hut like a rat that only stole cheese and did not dare to come out, for fear of being caught by the mousetrap at the door and the owner of the cheese, so he could only hide in the corner and swallow the food in his body like a prisoner.

Even if they were defeated completely, the fear and nightmares they had in my heart were still there.

The speed of the army of flies is so fast that it will appear in the sky in a short time, and it will still be the same smell, or that feeling.

The floating UFO dangled in the air like a large disc, copying the psychological tactics as they were.

"It's... How can there be such a thing? The wine glass in Chen Le's hand trembled slightly with fright from the sudden arrival of the army of flies, and the few drinks dripped on the ground, flowing down the ground and finally under the peach blossom tree.

Chen Le stared at Zhou Gong, only to see that he was still looking at him with a smile, and his wrinkled hands also stretched out from his sleeves, waving at him all the time, as if to say goodbye to him.

He himself had no idea that the person with whom he had been drinking and chatting was waving goodbye to him, and all his attention was once again focused on the army of flies in the air, and the strength with which he had fought was copied as it was.

The buzzing sound of the army of flies was like the midnight bell, as if in the next second, death would come down from hell and take away his life, which was uncomfortable to hear, and Chen Le, who had been very disgusted with this thing before, was even more uncomfortable now.

"My guns are gone, my * is gone, no, I'm going to take them down quickly." I was stunned in my heart, and I just wanted to destroy all these obstructive flies again.

The glass was thrown straight to the ground, ready to dig out the gun in his pocket.

'Bang Dang'

The spilled wine is as deep and intriguing as flowing blood in the dark night.

But in the next second, he found that he had returned to another dimension.

"Lord, you're finally awake."

Seeing that Chen Le had woken up, Zhang Liao asked eagerly, could it be that as soon as he opened his eyes just now, his body trembled slightly for some reason, and he hurriedly asked with concern.

"Ang, I just slept again?" Chen Le's eyes narrowed into a playful slit and looked at the person in front of him, and then a sigh came out, and then he realized that he had just fallen asleep.

The figure seen in the pupils thought for a long time, and felt that it looked quite familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember who it was, and pointed at him with his finger, just about to ask who this person was.

I saw that Zhang Liao immediately stretched out his hands and clenched Chen Le's fingers tightly in his palms.

"Lord, hurry up and start writing." There was a blazing look in his eyes, as if he had been waiting for the moment when Chen Le started to write, and once again sincerely begged Chen Le to write something, and his hands also made a gesture of please.

Hearing Zhang Liao say this, and being so sincere, Chen Le was stunned, then nodded vigorously, and replied: "Hmm! ”

Agreed, and then was in a daze for a few seconds, and then pointed the outstretched finger up and down in the air, making a look of sudden realization.

"Oh~ yes, yes, I still have something to do." I said three words in a row at once, and then I remembered that I really had something important to deal with.

Zhang Liao said, he can finally stand aside quietly, be a well-behaved and dignified beautiful man, and only need to silently guard Chen Le's side, it is enough.

"It's finally nothing big for me, just wait and see what the lord is anxious to write."

Recalling Chen Le's eager eyes and the fact that even if he sacrificed sleep, he had to fight at night, curiosity began to grow in his heart.

Seeing that Chen Le finally lifted the brush again, Zhang Liao's heart finally put down the boulder, otherwise he would have been standing there heavily, and it would have been a burden.

'Metal Slug Clearance Guide'

Eight huge text panels are written on the first sheet of paper, and the font of the font, that is, the dragon flying and the phoenix dance, is dazzling to see, and those who don't know think that it is written by a drunken man after he was drunk.

Zhang Liao frowned, looking at the things that Chen Le wrote here with a puzzled expression, as if he had seen a new continent, both curious and a little confused.

The pen walks the dragon and snake, in one go, Chen Le's writing did not even stop, it is also powerful.

What tank, what *, and what is the yellow-bearded old man, etc., are all words that Zhang Liao has never seen or even heard of.

Players who play Metal Slug know that these are some proper nouns that are closely related to your normal game, and it is really ear-scratching when you hear it for the first time, but once you get used to it, you will know what it represents.

Just like you were just born and named 'Zhang Liao', and the word 'Zhang Liao' represents you as a person, if you write these two words separately, who knows what these two words mean?

"What is this?" For these things written by Chen Le, it is the feeling that the second monk can't figure it out, I look at you familiarly, and you look at me at a feeling that I am not familiar at all.

A medium-rare steak, and a medium-rare steak, why don't they speak to each other?

Because they don't know each other!