Chapter 161: To do things is to do things vigorously

This series of three questions, the words are very impulsive, just like a person who says when he is apprenticed, I want to worship you as a teacher, if one day surpasses you, then I will defeat you.

Usually those who say this and apprentice will be beaten out with a stick.

Muto Aoi is not like this, he is an extremely confident person who never thinks that anyone can be stronger than himself.

Even if he was betrayed by his subordinates and fled to this world, he did not feel sorry for himself, nor did he curse his subordinates, let alone reflect on anything.

He just firmly believes that one day he will kill back, cut off the head of the traitor, destroy the traitor's soul, and regain the position of the immortal king.

If you want to achieve that goal, it's not that you can't do it alone, it's just that it's very troublesome to clean up those little soldiers, and it's not bad to collect some little brothers to help you get started. And he himself still admires this guy very much, he has courage, strategy, and is very good, he said lightly: "Since you want to surrender, first report the name of your country, and, what can you do for me at present?" ”

The green grass man breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and his face remained unchanged and said, "Hua, this is the name of our country, and there are many things we can do for you, such as providing all the cultivation materials you need, and we are also willing to provide people who let you experiment with the exercises." ”

Hearing this, Muto Qing looked at him deeply and said, "You have collected a lot of information. ”

He lowered his posture and said modestly: "It's not all our credit, without the generosity of the United States, we wouldn't have been able to get this news." ”

Muto Qing waved his hand and said lightly: "Okay, based on these alone, if you want to be my subordinate, you are not qualified." ”

The green grass man smiled unchanged and said: "We also have news that you are interested in, the first Miyamoto Kozaburo who was taught the fairy method, now changed his name to Miyamoto Yuemi, seized power in Tokyo last night, controlled the Neon Self-Defense Force, and exchanged gunfire with the police of the Metropolitan Police Department. ”

This news made Muto Qing's heart pound, and Ryoko's crying expression came to mind, and he thought, could it be that the three tigers are dead?

"Please don't worry, your future father-in-law is not dead, our people have protected him very well in secret." The green grass man bent down slightly, and said the matter in a gentle tone.

Syllable! Muto Aoichi slapped him hard, rolled all the way from the lawn to the river, and almost fell into the river, knocking out several teeth.

"People who want to be courtiers, speak in a measured manner, don't talk to me with that attitude of controlling everything, do you think that saving that Mediterranean man can sell me a favor?" Muto Qing stood on the hillside, looking down at the green grass man below with cold eyes, the voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the other party's ears.

The green grass man touched his cheek, and the burning pain reminded him that he had been slapped by someone, and it was the first time in his life that he had been humiliated like this, and the anger in his heart almost erupted, but he still slowly lowered his head.

Years of experience have taught him that if you want to clean up someone who is stronger than yourself, you must first learn to bow your head, cover up your unwillingness, restrain your minions, and show your meekness. When the time comes, you have to endure it. I think that if Han Xin hadn't endured the humiliation of his crotch back then, he would not have become a general in the future, at most he would be a horseman who drew his sword in anger.

"I know."

A humble reply, but no response. Muto Qing's mind had already moved away from him, and instead he began to think, if the three tigers were not dead, why did Ryoko cry like that?

Muto Qing didn't understand this question, pinched his fingers, and the answer he got was a little funny, it was actually that he lost his mobile phone, and he couldn't remember the phone at home, so he couldn't call.

This also explains why the three tigers did not die, and Ryoko became like that.

When ordinary people don't have mobile phones and computers, they want to talk to people thousands of miles away, which is simply a fool's dream.

Without exchanging phone calls, Sanhu had already been labeled as dead, and he wanted to understand this, and instructed downwards: "Give Sanhu a mobile phone, and store this phone number on it...... The note is called Okura Tamako. ”

The green grass man wrote down the number, and quickly took out a black mobile phone from his pocket, the style is very old-fashioned, but he knows that it is very strong at a glance, and it is estimated that it is not a problem when the hammer hits the nail.

Military mobile phones, bulletproof must be the first requirement, in addition, it can emit a laser with a temperature of one hundred and two, and the diameter is within twenty meters.

If you enter a specific password, you can also detonate a chip bomb inside, which can blow an adult elephant into meat foam.

The green grass man gave orders to his subordinates through this multi-functional military mobile phone, and when he was done, he stuffed the phone back into his pocket and said respectfully: "Do you have anything else to order?" ”

Muto Qing walked down the hill, stepped on the grass, and stood with his hands in his hands: "Tokyo is in chaos, what is the movement of other countries?" ”

"On the surface, there is no action from all countries, but secretly, they are afraid that they have already sent people to Tokyo, and we can't know who they are. Are you going to meet Etsumi Miyamoto? The green grass man learned the lesson he had just learned, and his attitude was very honest, and his tone was full of humility.

Muto Qing stared at the river's own reflection, slightly distracted.

The green grass man did not make a sound urging, and stood there quietly, waiting for an answer.

After a period of silence, Muto Qing came back to his senses, tapped the green grass man's head with his right hand, and said lightly: "Make me a set of clothes, what is the size, I have already stuffed it into your brain, remember, make it for me before noon, I will use it." ”

The green grass man's head had an extra memory that he hadn't studied, and he didn't feel out of place, as if he had known the dress and size a long time ago.

The immortal method is really wonderful, his eyes flashed with a flash of heat, and he nodded: "I'll let someone do it." ”

Muto Qing added casually: "By the way, I'll go to Tokyo at noon, and I'll make a big fuss." Tell your people, give me all the strength to intercept people from other countries, superpowers, dragon-blooded warriors, giant blood, I don't want to be disturbed by those guys fighting. ”

The green grass man's pupils dilated, and he almost blurted out the question and swallowed it back, he hadn't gotten an immortal method yet, it didn't matter if he was aroused, it would be a bit troublesome to fight with other countries.

However, this in itself is a gamble, and if you win, it is safe to dominate the world, and even other worlds have hope of getting involved. If you lose, you will be suppressed by Shikoku.

Low risk and high reward, no one can say no.

Muto Qing was very satisfied with his silence, a subordinate who had to be verbose when he did something, if he wanted to have a fart, it was better to kill him.

"Let's go down, I still have to go to school," Dropping this sentence, Muto Qing turned around and left here, his pace was very fast, and he was delayed here for a while, getting closer and closer to the time of class.

If you don't hurry, I'm afraid you'll be late, the first class this morning is math, and the old woman is super verbose, if he is late, he will definitely be lectured.

Hurrying out of the lawn and along the path onto Banqiao Street, which was deserted, he saw at a glance the clock hanging in the commissary, which showed a very bad time.

He hurriedly trotted up.