Campus Superb Mad God

The reporter interviewed another person.

Another man put up a middle finger in front of the camera and said, "Tang Zichen, he's weak. Fortunately, he didn't grow up in this era. Otherwise, our mecha will beat him into meat sauce."

The picture turned to the reporter, who said: "audience, please continue to focus on our integrated channel for the follow-up reports on the statue of times square in Beijing."

The next news is over.

Tang Zichen asked: "is the new force the people who adore mecha infinitely?"

Zhang Ying said: "yes, now in this world, there are two kinds of people: the new forces and the ancient forces. The new forces have high technology and advocate mecha fighters. All over the world, the new forces are the masters, and the ancient forces are the ancient families. It can be said that the new forces represent progress, and the ancient forces represent backwardness. It seems that there are contradictions in many places. "

"Well, it's a bunch of ignorant people." Tang Zichen was angry.

Zhang Ying said with a smile: "brother Tang, it seems that you are also a member of the ancient martial forces."

Just then, Zhang Ying's phone suddenly rang.

"Hello."

"No, miss, Wang Mao is here again with a mecha man."

"Oh, I see. I'll be right out."

Hang up the phone, Zhang Ying looks very depressed.

"What's the matter?" Asked Tang Zichen.

Zhang Ying said: "well, brother Tang, I'm sorry. I have something to do."

"Tell me directly, what's the matter?"

"Well, there is a man named Wang Mao who always harasses me. He wants me to be his mistress. But it's useless for me to refuse. His family has more money than me. His family already has two SSS class mecha fighters, while my family is just a small business man. "

"Well, take me out." Tang Zichen said.

"Don't worry, brother Tang. I'll try my best to delay. I've informed Xu qinger that her family is guwu family. It's not difficult to deal with a family like Wang Mao. Don't move here. I'll come right away."

With that, Zhang Ying ran away.

Tang Zichen immediately followed him out.

At the gate of Zhang Ying's family, a man stood on a ten story mecha and looked at the gate. A group of people said, "is Zhang Ying not out yet? Don't blame me for continuing to bombard your door. As you can see, my family still has one SS class mecha fighter. Don't you know the strength of my family? Your small family can't even afford to buy the first generation of mecha fighters. What qualifications do you have to be with me? Is it difficult for Zhang Ying to be my mistress? "

At this time, Zhang Ying came out and said angrily, "Wang Mao, don't go too far."

"Oh, come out. I thought you couldn't hide."

"Wang Mao, I have informed my friend Xu Qing'er that you should be careful. She has been trained to be congenitally perfect, and she is more than enough to deal with you."

"Ha ha ha, Xu Qing'er, you mean Xu Qing'er of the Xu family of the guwu family? I bah, let her come and have a try. I promise that my mecha fighters won't beat her into meat sauce. It's congenitally perfect. I bah, bah, bah, don't you know that now 6S mecha fighters can dry and explode with one punch? It's the era of mecha. Martial arts are out of date. Ha ha ha. "

Just then, there was a cold voice: "really."

"Who, who's talking?" Wang Mao roared.

"I don't know." A cold voice came again.

You can see that Tang Zichen is a 12-year-old boy.

"Oh, a little boy." Wang Mao gave a sneer.

Zhang Ying said: "brother Tang, I don't want you to stay still. Go back quickly."

Tang Zichen opened the movie, looked at the man standing on the shoulder of the ten story high mecha soldier, and said, "this robot is yours?"

"Little boy, I'm a mecha, not a robot. Be careful when you talk to me."

"Well, let me see if the mecha is really powerful in this era."

"I don't know where the sky is." At this time, Wang Mao felt a fist flying towards him, he could not hide.

"Bang." Wang Mao immediately fell from the shoulder of the mecha soldier and showed his teeth in pain.

When Tang Zichen stepped on Wang Mao's head, Wang Mao could not stand up.

"You, you, you get the dog's feet off me." Wang Mao said angrily.

Tang Zichen coldly said: "heaven has a way, you don't go, hell has no way to cast."

"You don't have the ability to let me go. What's the ability of sneak attack? When I get into the mecha and operate it, I'll fight again." Wang Mao said.

Mecha won't fight by itself. It must be operated by someone. Moreover, it needs high flexibility to operate mecha. Therefore, not everyone can operate mecha. The higher the level of mecha, the higher the requirements for operators. Therefore, in this world, among the new forces, those who will turn on armor are worshipped by countless people, just like they are heroes or strong ones. Of course, mecha is also very expensive. Ordinary families can't afford it.Wang Mao thought that Tang Zichen would let him go and fight against his mecha.

But he thinks highly of himself.

"Bang." At this time, Tang Zichen humed indifferently, stepped on the foot of Wang Mao's head, stepped on it hard, bang it, and directly stamped Wang Mao's head like a watermelon.

Tang Zichen was not interested in his mecha at all, and he wanted him to fight with it, which was an insult to Tang Zichen's martial arts.

"Ah

Not far away, Zhang Ying and others were stunned.

Tang Zichen killed Wang Mao directly. My God.

"Brother Tang, how did you kill him?" Zhang Ying came over in panic.

At this time, an old man came up and asked, "Zhang Ying, who is he? Why is it so small and so good? "

"Er, martial arts?" Zhang Ying just remembered that, yes, brother Tang had just performed his martial arts, and it looked good. Otherwise, how could he blow Wang Mao down from the ten story mecha and blow his head off with one foot.

"Yes, brother Tang, how can you know martial arts?" Zhang Ying looks at Tang Zichen strangely.

Tang Zichen listened to Zhang Ying's words, how can he feel ironic? He also asked how he could master martial arts.

Tang Zichen was not in the mood to answer such a boring question. He said, "if I step on Wang Mao, what will happen?"

The old man next to him said with a bitter face, "why can't something happen? It's going to happen. My grandson, who are you? You've caused me a lot of trouble."