Whether it is a heads-up or a group fight, as the current team, Li Qiang is the absolute core of the team.

The highest level, the strongest comprehensive strength, and the same outstanding melee and long-range abilities, in Qi Zhen's heart, Li Qiang is undoubtedly the most powerful combat force in the team, and there is no one.

Whether it is Yu Liang or Jiang Yan, individual abilities need to be fully developed in different situations, and the position in the entire team is increasingly inclined to auxiliary functions.

This is actually the result of Qi Zhen's intention.

Of course, he wants everyone in the squad to be able to exert their super combat ability in any situation, and even achieve the effect that one person is an army.

But on the one hand, there are disconnections and gaps within the team regardless of their level or attributes, and on the other hand, although the name of the current king team has been changed so much, it is still too poor.

It is difficult for Qi Zhen to arm everyone to the teeth with money and the points everyone has earned.

Before that, Qi Zhen had to fight Li Qiang as the core in the collective battles of all the squads.

This has to be said to be Qi Zhen's way of saving the country with a curve, and it can also be said to be a kind of helplessness.

So whether it was the previous tentative attack, or Meng Ran's flaws later, Li San's appearance, and Qi Zhen's Blood Wheel Eye, they were actually all preparing for Li Qiang's last floating bomb.

To ensure that the opponent is annoyed and angry, but also to misjudge the damage that the team's attacks can cause, and at the same time try to consume the opponent's combat ability in the early stage, find opportunities for the opponent to be negligent or even make mistakes, and finally make the final decision.

From the moment Miaozhu was knocked into the air by a floating projectile and knocked the opponent into the air in complete violation of the rules of physics, this battle was over.

I don't know if Newton's coffin board will not be able to suppress Qi Zhen, but if this temple is killed by the team, I am afraid that he will really come back to life from the ground in anger.

said that it was a dignified battle with the other party, but it doesn't mean that you have to be stupid and one-on-one with the other party, this temple is indeed strong, but it is still a situation where the team is completely uninjured, and it is played to death.

To be precise, he was counted dead by Qi Zhen.

Despises the opponent strategically and attaches importance to the opponent tactically, Qi Zhen has not changed, and he is still the iron rooster who is good at calculating and competing.

Qi Zhen knew that Miao Zhu must still be thinking about it at this time, and he would adjust his state after he landed, and it would only take a short time to knock these mortals in front of him to the ground.

Qi Zhen once thought so in the PK field.

Then he was desperate to find that even if all his attack skills were cooled down, he could only watch his health drop little by little, and finally left the keyboard with his hands helplessly.

That battle made Qi Zhen remember it vividly, the opponent's heavy firearm had a strange rhythm, it seemed that the overall speed was not too fast, sometimes you had to take out several weapons in an instant, and the action would also produce afterimages, and sometimes there was still the mind to type and mock when the opponent was in the air.

This branch of the class is sometimes jokingly referred to as the Great Gun, but it also has an even better name - the Magnificent Gun.

This is also the reason why Jiang Yan always feels pleasing to the eye when she sees Li Qiang's combo moves.

Because it's so pretty.

If the way Yu Liang fights is now transformed by Qi Zhen, it is already a bit like a hooligan brawl on the street.

Li Qiang's attack mode is more like an elegant dancer.

But no matter how graceful the action is, the muffled sound of hitting the opponent is a reminder to everyone that this is a one-sided ravage.

The magazines, barrels, muzzles, and butts of all kinds of firearms, Li Qiang's elbows and knees, and the hands holding the guns, constantly have intimate contact with Miaozhu's body again and again.

After experiencing the first time he was hit by a floating bomb, the second time he was kicked by a knee hit, and the third time he was hit by a floating bullet and flew into the air, the glass light on Miaozhu's body finally disappeared completely.

Miao Zhu's heart has changed from resentment to helplessness, and now it is full of despair.

Without the blessing of immortal power, he is no different from a mortal, not to mention that he has never fallen to the ground until now.

With the same set of attacks as the first time he floated in the air, Li Qiang only took out three heavy weapons, and Miao Zhu spat blood in the air.

"Captain, alright, I still have questions for him." Qi Zhen said.

When Li Qiang heard this, he immediately stopped moving, and Miao Zhu finally fell to the ground heavily.

He lay on the ground and looked at Li Qiang, who was condescending in front of him, with a trace of fear on his face.

Li Qiang put his foot on his chest, the gun in his hand aimed at his head, and his face was expressionless.

Miao Zhu didn't know what kind of magic weapon the other party had in his hand, but he had already seen the power of this weapon, so he didn't dare to move it.

He stiffened his neck and shouted, "Hurry up and let me go, or Lord Chenghuang will not spare you!" ”

Qi Zhen felt that it was quite cola, and asked him: "What did Chenghuang promise to you, will I give you double?" ”

Miao Zhu obviously belongs to the kind of character who loses but does not lose, and said contemptuously: "If one person gains the Tao, the chicken and dog ascend to heaven, do you understand?" ”

"Are you a chicken or a dog?" Qi Zhen asked again.

"I'm too lazy to have a war of words with you." Miao Zhu said.

"Okay, then I'll be serious, tell us what you know, fifteen and ten, and I'll spare you from dying, how about it?" Qi Zhen said.

Li Qiang pulled the trigger very cooperatively, and the bullet grazed Miaozhu's cheek and shot into the ground next to him, bringing a cluster of blood flowers on his face.

"You must know that we can let you ascend to heaven at any time without the Chenghuang attaining the Tao." Qi Zhen said again.

In fact, many seemingly noble sentiments and unwavering beliefs can become insignificant or even worthless when one's life is threatened.

Therefore, threatening one's life seems simple and crude in many cases, but it is the most effective method.

Miao Zhu weighed his life and Chenghuang's importance to him, and without being too entangled, he told Qi Zhen all the things he knew.

However, the information Miao Zhu said did not bring much help to Qi Zhen.

The reason is that he doesn't know what Chenghuang is doing, he only knows that the other party is indeed going to do an earth-shattering thing in the near future, and promised him that as long as this thing is completed, Miaozhu can achieve immortal body, obtain immortal position, and even immortality.

This is also the reason why the City God Temple has been closed in recent days.

The reason why the temple blessing can become a temple blessing is naturally because he is pious enough to the immortals he serves.

But the young man in front of him is obviously not just pious, whether it is from the way he sees the silver and his eyes are shining, or his desire to become an immortal, it means that his loyalty to Chenghuang is actually mixed with many other thoughts.

There is nothing wrong with human greed.

The existence of the City God Temple is more about ingesting more incense for him, making his golden body stronger and more perfect, so he really doesn't know where the City God is going.

It's just that the day before Qi Zhen and the others came here, Chenghuang appeared and said to Miaozhu that it would be completed in the next few days, and let Miaozhu seal the temple gate and prohibit unrelated people from entering and leaving at will.

The so-called irrelevant people, etc., naturally refers to everyone except for the temple blessing.

Qi Zhen didn't choose to kill him, or hide after being knocked unconscious to prevent him from reporting the news.

After the trip to the City God Temple, he already had some very bold inferences.

This is the final step to verify these guesses.

He still confessed before leaving, and asked Miaozhu not to make a noise about this matter, if Chenghuang knew that he had already explained everything to Qi Zhen and the others, then don't think about becoming an immortal, and the possibility of becoming a ghost is greater.

Miao Zhu was shocked when he thought of this, and he was sweating.

He hurriedly asked Qi Zhen not to tell Chenghuang about this, after all, his net worth and life were now in Qi Zhen's hands.

Qi Zhen was noncommittal.

A small temple wish, do you really think that Chenghuang will care so much about your life or death?

People are most afraid of not having self-knowledge.

……

After Uncle Zong got up in the morning, he played a decent set of boxing techniques in his own small courtyard.

After feeling his body gradually warm up, he ordered his subordinates to start working.

He is already old, and he is the most unsuitable subordinate in this family.

He knew what kind of tea the master and the young master liked to drink, and knew that the young master and the master were different, and the tea always liked to be cooler.

He knew that the eldest and youngest grandmothers liked to put hot and humid towels on their faces after getting up in the morning, that his aunt and grandmother liked to eat the most famous lover plum in the local preserved fruit shop a few days before the lunar event, and that the old lady would offer three pillars of incense to the Nuwa Niangniang in the house in the morning, noon and evening.

He knew the preferences and living habits of everyone in the main family in this courtyard, and naturally developed his own living habits according to these living habits.

Although Zhang Dacai's home is not big, there are still seven or eight people up and down who are busy with each other.

As the chief steward of his family, he naturally has the responsibility to take care of everything in an orderly manner without the slightest mistake.

According to the time, half an hour before I get up, the cook at home should have already started to prepare breakfast for the old lady, young master and young grandmother.

Every day he woke up the bird-feeding man, who hung the birdcage under his roof.

The reason is that the two young grandmothers don't like to be woken up by the sound of birds in the morning, and the small courtyard where they are located is the best lit room except for the master's bedroom.

Every morning, I will do a set of punches in front of the house, and start washing up when my body is fully relaxed.

On the way to the kitchen after washing up, you will see people cleaning the master's yard and feeding the golden carp in the pool, of course, all this should be very quiet.

In the kitchen, he would see that the cook had already prepared the meal for today's breakfast, as he had told him last night.

Whether it is a steamed bun or a steamed bun, it should be steaming hot in the cage drawer at this time, and the soup should have been turned to low heat and simmering in the pot.

Then he would eat the breakfast that the cook had prepared for him on the table in advance.

A bowl of soup, a staple food, a plate of small pickles, no matter how many chefs have changed over the years, or no matter how good his cooking skills are, he only eats so much.

He doesn't eat fast, and he eats at the same time almost every day.

After the meal, he would choose to walk around the yard twice, eating was one thing, and he also needed to check if people were still negligent or lazy.

After two laps, he would go to the courtyard where his master lived, look at the jujube tree he had planted with his own hands forty years ago, and wait for the master to get up.

After serving the Lord's breakfast, he ordered his servants to clean up the house, and then he would come into the study.

The old man generally likes to write here, and the young master likes to read.

Whether it is reading or writing, it is something that Uncle Zong longed for when he was young, but in the blink of an eye, after many years, he has lost the desire to learn and improve.

He would fill the young master with just the right amount of tea from the teapot, and then began to report to the young master about the business in Wuhu City and his own business yesterday.