Chapter 3 Can you speak putonghua? (Happy National Day)
Chapter 3 Can you speak putonghua?
Ding Ye looked at the group of people in front of him, looking at him with curious eyes, as if he had discovered his specialness.
In this regard, Ding Ye was not surprised at all.
After all, he has known since he was a child that a man as wonderful as him is like a firefly in the dark no matter where he appears, so bright and outstanding!
It's just that the only thing that makes Ding Ye feel a little fly in the ointment is that the seven or eight people on the opposite side chattered and exchanged words for a while, but Ding Ye didn't understand a word.
I think it's all a compliment......
Ding Ye thought with some embarrassment, "Hey, I can't even speak Mandarin, and I don't know how to keep up ......with international standards."
Thinking with such a slight mockery, Ding Ye instinctively wanted to raise his arrogant head from the Heavenly Empire.
But it was soon blocked by the muzzle of the black hole on the door of the head.
"It's so unfriendly......"
Ding Ye said with some distress.
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One of them, short with yellow hair, crackled at Ding Ye and seemed to be asking something.
Ding Ye subconsciously scratched his head, looking extremely dazed.
In fact, when Ding Ye was in school, even the third-level B was obtained by cheating, and it was really difficult for him to communicate with the sheep people to the extent that he wanted to.
Fortunately, at this time, the system came with a prompt at the right time.
"System message: A new language has been detected, does the host spend 100 luck points to be included in the language system database?"
Ding Ye has a black line in his head, the emotional system is a cheaty thing, and he directly calculates the accounts to death!
The reward for the initial task that I gave myself before was to let myself learn English?
Ding Ye gave the system's 'intimacy' and silently compared his middle finger, 'His mother's! β
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In an instant, English, a language that had never passed, was promoted to the eighth level of the major.
Ding Ye, whose self-confidence was directly bursting, was in a happy mood, and greeted the people in front of him enthusiastically.
βHiοΌβ
Unexpectedly, in response to Ding Ye's warm greetings, there was a uniform sound of gun bolts.
Looking at the people who retreated a few meters away almost instantly, and the disbelief and horror in the expressions of those people.
Ding Ye raised his hands in a friendly manner, indicating that he was not hostile.
βOhοΌ Shet! Intelligent Zombies! My God! Zombies have really evolved consciousness! β
The short yellow haired man who was holding an AK47 and questioning from Ding Ye before said with a broken face.
"It's over! We're all over as human beings! β
Huang Mao's words suddenly caused the people around him to look more and more nervous.
Especially the strong man who was carrying a machine gun and slaughtering zombies frantically, the muscles under his dark skin shook violently.
"Shet! Kill him! Kill him! Kill this xeno! β
The strong man shouted loudly to hide his fear.
At this time, the only man in the group who was wearing normal glasses stopped him.
"Andrew! Calm down! Since we have wisdom, maybe we can try to communicate......"
In fact, when the man with glasses saw Ding Ye, a 'smart zombie', he couldn't help but feel a little furious in his heart when he faced the calm of everyone's guns.
You must know that even cats and dogs, such slightly spiritual animals, instinctively show fear when they see something that threatens them.
If not?
That must be...... The other side does not see these people as a threat!
"Andrew! No! β
It's a pity that the glasses man said this a little late, and Andrew, who was highly nervous, had already pulled the trigger on his hand with a crazy look at this time.
And when he moved, it was like igniting a powder keg in an instant, and those people around him couldn't care about anything else, and they also began to shoot in the direction of Ding Ye.
For a while, the massive amount of bullets that seven or eight automatic guns spit out were pouring out in the direction of Ding Ye like a pouring rain!
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"Hey, why can't you just talk well?"
In fact, just when the strong man Andrew pulled the trigger at him, Ding Ye's figure had already moved.
Bang β
Forging the ninefold powerful physique, driven by the cold internal qi in the body, the explosive bullet of his legs, the whole person shot straight into the sky like a cannonball!
And in the blink of an eye, Ding Ye took the opportunity to drag out the Mi Wu long knife that had just been under his buttocks.
"Oh! Buy cakes! This thing is so fast! β
Someone in the group exclaimed.
"Quick! It's there, kill it! β
Someone looked at Ding Ye, who was slightly stagnant in the air, and shouted in horror.
It's a pity that the muzzle of the man's gun just moved, but he saw Ding Ye's feet lightly touching each other, and he unexpectedly moved out of thin air a few meters away.
"Hey, hey! Silly! You can fly! β
Ding Ye smiled.
The top-level body technique of the Divine Dragon Sect "Dragon Walking" obtained from Su Quan was brought into full play by him at the moment, and his body was really like a divine dragon flying in the sky.
It's hard to see the end, and it's erratic!
"How could this zombie be so fast! Impossible! β
The short yellow hair gave full play to the characteristics of the play, and said in a panic.
"Even hunters and lickers can't be so fast!"
It's just that as he said this, suddenly someone next to him suddenly changed his face and shouted at him.
"Steve! Be careful! Move! β
When the short yellow fur heard this, he instinctively looked in the direction of the man, but he only had time to see the other party's look of horror with a little urgency, so he didn't know anything.
Because at that moment, he also saw several guns of different lengths, aimed directly in his direction.
Da Da Da β
The short yellow hair's not tall body was like a rag doll torn apart by a strange force, and it was torn to pieces in an instant, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.
And Ding Ye, who originally only fell behind Huang Mao and breathed for a short time, looked at the tragic scene in front of him.
The narrow eyes gradually narrowed half-narrow, and the eyes, which were originally not murderous, were instantly shrouded in a layer of cold gloom.
"I really didn't want to kill you, but you don't even take your own lives seriously......"
Ding Ye said in a broken heart, "Then don't blame me for being ruthless......"
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In the setting sun, the long knife reflected a dull matte light.
"Not good! This zombie can also use weapons! β
Ling, a blue-haired man with a nose stud, shouted, "How is it possible! How could zombies have evolved to such an extent! β
"Shet! Lao Tzu has seen it! β
Andrew, a strong man, said irritably, "If you make any more noise, I'll tear you apart!" β
As he spoke, the machine gun in his hand did not stop for a moment, shooting at Ding Ye's erratic figure, and the dense chain of bullets was like an endless long whip, constantly whipping the void.
Suddenlyβ
Click-
The guns hit one after another, and there was a crisp air sound.
Andrew, a strong man, changed his face instantly, and then he realized that the bullets hanging on his body were exhausted at some point!
Looking like a spiritualist in hell, it flashed in front of him in the blink of an eye.
Andrew could even clearly see a narrow blade, cutting through the air in a sharp trajectory.
"Oh, Shet! Game overβ¦β¦β
Whewββ
Ding Ye's feet were lightly tapped, like antelope hanging horns, avoiding the scarlet plasma that spurted out wildly without a trace.
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Whew-
Standing on the wreckage of a broken building, Ding Ye looked at the corpse with a somewhat ugly face.
Ding Ye, who has been baptized in the world of "Deer and Ding", and even experienced a war himself, naturally does not feel uncomfortable because he killed someone.
But......
He unexpectedly found that he actually had an unquenchable appetite for those disgusting corpses!
"! Is it a zombie instinct? β
Ding Ye muttered to himself.
While forcibly holding back the crazy thought in his heart.
turned to look at the only man with glasses alive in the field, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression became more and more cold.
The reason why I killed him at the end was because this kid didn't have a weapon in his hand.
Ding Ye tried not to look at the extremely tempting corpse in that place, and thought while muttering 'Amitabha' in his mouth.
"Forget it, it's not bad for this one, let's kill it while you can......"
Thinking like this, Ding Ye dragged the blade backwards and walked slowly towards the other party.
That posture, that look, that look......
It's like just coming out of hell...... Great Demon God......
Just at this time, the man with glasses, who had no color in his face, suddenly shouted in Chinese, which was still fluent.
"Hua ...... Chinese Kung Fu? β
Ding Ye looked stunned.
Listening to the blond man with glasses, a hint of flush appeared on his face.
"High ...... Master! β
Ding Ye was a little curious, "Can you speak putonghua?" β
βyeahοΌβ
The blonde-eyed man excitedly said, "I mean, I can!" Really can! HSK Chinese Major Level 6! It's true! I've got it! β
"Strong! Don't kill me! β
The blonde man with glasses plopped down on his knees.
Ding Ye smacked his lips, but the butcher knife in his hand couldn't cut down.