noffsinger Chapter 293: One Time to Overthrow
Chapter 293: One Time to Overthrow
Zhang Lang sensed Nick escaping from the trunk of the car and stumbling upstairs.
Then he spotted Cathy and the old lady hiding in the corner and watching secretly.
Zhang Lang sneered and directly activated his mental power.
Covering the entire building.
"Now that everyone is here, let's get going."
Zhang Lang thought about how elegant he would look if he were to wear ancient costume and stand on the top floor, with his clothes blowing in the wind and his sleeves fluttering.
So next time, I must travel into the world of martial arts.
He watched as everyone below stopped firing and looked at him.
Zhang Lang stretched out his hand and grabbed into the air.
Hisoka's flexible love was activated, and Nick, Cathy, and the old lady were all caught.
Zhang Lang imitated the tone of Tang Sanzang in the original Journey to the West and said, "Listen carefully, if anyone dares to cause trouble in my territory, I can defeat you in one go."
Carver: "Friends, we are just here to take back what belongs to our beautiful country."
"What's yours or his? I don't care if you're from the United States or they're from the devil. In Hong Kong Island, everything belongs to us, the Flower Growers."
Zhang Lang slapped the air with his big hand, and Carver turned into meat paste.
Absolute territory.
The little girl Cathy was already scared and crying. It was really scary this time.
Zhang Lang looked down at the black leather suitcase in her hand.
He then looked at Kira, Nick, the old lady and others who were ready to take action.
It seems that a few people have not realized the gap yet and are still thinking about giving it a try.
Zhang Lang had no intention of letting anyone here go.
He was a ruthless man of few words. He showed his mighty power and suddenly created a hurricane among the crowd below. Sand was flying everywhere, mixed with lightning and fire. Everyone was shaking their heads, not knowing whether it was the lightning or the hurricane.
Zhang Lang blew lightly, and the invincible wind and fire wheels of the Meili Country and Xiaolu family were directly annihilated and turned into dust.
When the clay doll arrived on a motorcycle, he just happened to see Zhang Lang's mighty heavenly dragon.
This is much more majestic than her Heavy Rain of Pear Blossom Needles.
Finish work.
Just in time to entertain the clay dolls and go home to eat crocodile meat.
……
late at night.
Chen Duoer quietly pushed open the door of Zhang Lang's room.
She stood at the head of Zhang Lang's bed, looking at him calmly.
Zhang Lang sat up and extended his hand to Chen Duoer.
"Why are you here instead of sleeping in your own room at this late hour?"
Chen Duoer's green eyes sparkled in the darkness.
Zhang Lang's eyesight was not affected much at night. He watched Chen Duoer open her mouth expressionlessly. Her voice was not loud, but every word she said could be heard by Zhang Lang.
"Why did you give the fish you grilled yesterday to that foreigner first, instead of giving it to me?"
"What?... Is this why you're not sleeping at night?"
Zhang Lang really didn't expect this. He originally thought that Chen Duoer didn't have any emotional changes because she didn't care about food, but he didn't expect it was because her reaction time was too long!
Zhang Lang turned on the light in disbelief.
Zhou Wenli was sleeping soundly on the bed, with her straight thighs exposed outside the quilt.
Zhang Lang covered Zhou Wenli's pair of insured legs, then pulled Chen Duoer, who was staring at him expressionlessly, to sit down.
"Xiao Duo'er, let's not talk about what happened yesterday. Just look at my hand and answer my question. What number is this?" Zhang Lang stretched out his index finger and shook it.
Chen Duoer looked at Zhang Lang like he was an idiot: "One."
Zhang Lang held up two fingers and asked, "What's this?"
Chen Duoer's eyebrows began to gather towards the center, and she wanted to reach out and touch Zhang Lang's forehead.
Zhang Lang stopped her little movements with his eyes.
"Start over. Be more serious. Look at my hands and answer my questions. Do you know?"
After seeing Chen Duoer nod, Zhang Lang stretched out another finger and asked, "What's this?"
"one."
Zhang Lang held up two fingers and asked, "What's this?"
"two."
Zhang Lang held up three fingers: "What is one plus one?"
Chen Duoer answered loudly: "Three!"
Zhang Lang sighed: "This child is useless!"
Chen Duoer looked at Zhang Lang with her innocent little face.
"What is the problem?"
Zhang Lang stared at Chen Duoer with wide eyes, stretched out his fingers and gestured, "What's the problem? It's a big problem. What's one plus one equal to?"
Chen Duoer stretched out her hand, gently touched Zhang Lang's finger with her fingertips and said, "Three? There's nothing wrong with that."
"There's nothing wrong with my three fingers, but what am I asking?"
"You asked..."
Chen Duoer grabbed Zhang Lang's hand and ran to the study.
Zhang Lang didn't know what this little girl with a very slow reaction time was going to do, so he could only let her pull him out.
Chen Duoer took out a piece of paper and started writing and drawing.
He muttered to me while he was writing.
Chen Duoer began to mutter seriously: "Proof: 1+1=3.
证：因为6-6=9-9，所以 2x3-2x3=3x3-3x3。
所以2x（3-3）=3x（3-3）。
所以2=3，又因为1+1=2，代入到里边就是1+1=3。”
Zhang Lang gave a thumbs up and said, "Awesome, really awesome, you are really like a little cow standing upside down - the cow pen is soaring into the sky."
Chen Duoer: “Hmph (︶︹︺)”
Zhang Lang asked tentatively: "Has anyone told you that 0 cannot be used as a divisor?"
"Why not?" Zhang Lang found that Chen Duoer seemed like a stubborn donkey.
There's no way I could have brought this girl back myself. Is this little girl not good at math in most cases?
Zhang Lang helplessly spread his hands and sighed, "Because 0 as a divisor is not unique and does not exist, it has no meaning."
Chen Duoer's brain was working like crazy, and she could clearly see smoke starting to come out of the little girl's hair!
Zhang Lang quickly stopped her from thinking any further, saying that the CPU temperature was too high and was about to burn out.
"My head is itchy and itchy. Xiaoduoer is going to grow a brain!"
Zhang Lang grinned awkwardly, with a drop of cold sweat on his forehead.
"I don't want to think about it anymore. I'll give it to you the first bite of the grilled fish tomorrow. I'll definitely give it to you."
"What's the point, then?"
Zhang Lang: ...
What a sin! I'm just looking for trouble. I'm really like Zhang Sanfeng's disciple, drawing the Tai Chi sword.
Zhang Lang thought that Xu Sanduo had not been photographed yet, so he felt sorry for him, Comrade Sanduo.
Touching Chen Duoer's hair, he said, "What is meaningful? To be meaningful is to live well, and to live well is to do meaningful things."
“So is fishing meaningful?”
Zhang Lang said affirmatively: "Of course."
"Then was there any meaning in the people you killed last night?"
"Of course, we are doing this to maintain world peace, consolidate social harmony and stability, promote steady economic development, and benefit millions of people. It is certainly a meaningful thing."
"Then I will go too. Now I want to do something meaningful and live a good life."
"Well, the first thing you need to do now is to go to sleep and feel the feeling that sleep brings you. This is the most meaningful thing for you right now."
"I remember it." Chen Duoer was still mumbling after she finished speaking, and then she looked up at Zhang Lang with a different light in her eyes.
"Brother, will you always stay with me, with me?"
Zhang Lang nodded solemnly and said, "Of course. Remember these six words: never abandon, never give up."
"Uh-huh."
“It is really a blessing for a person to know what he wants to do and to go on with determination.”