Han Qingyu has been awakened so far, and has not seen the battle or demonstration in the source of the source. When He Tangtang had no installations when he was bare -handed, this is the first time.
"Yuan Neng!" "What exaggerated things, this world has become exaggerated."
"... No, my dad flew away."
When Han Qingyu finally returned from the shock, realizing this, Han Youshan had already flew up more than a hundred meters.
"My dad..." Han Qingyu turned to look at Wu Shi in panic.
"It's okay, my uncle is just adapting." Wu Tie calmly looked up, and the lines remained motionless, saying "Uncle probably A."
Although it has been proven with countless experiments, the degree of integration really has nothing to do with heredity, but it is coincident. As the father of the young school, Han Youshan's integration is also very high.
This is the only explanation for the scene before me.
Although Han Qingyu's inverted source can make him wounded and wake up quickly, there is probably no way to let him jump all the way.
Level A? What is the concept of A -level, Han Qingyu does not understand at all, "It's really okay?"
"Well, just adapt to it." Wu Tan said.
At this time, "Well ... too much."
When Wen Jifei came over, he sighed, and did not know that Han Dad and Han Ma felt that Wu Jie was the most reliable, and the integration of Han Youshan was too much.
"But let's not tell uncle about this. Let's just say that his integration level is very low. Don't tell anyone else."
Wen Jifei still knows Han Qingyu the most. In a word, Han Qingyu nodded quickly and said, "Okay, that's it."
These few lines of dialogue took about eighteen seconds.
In eighteen seconds, Comrade Han Youshan was about to cross the hill where the orchard was located and leaped towards the high mountains in the distance.
Unlike here, the woods over there are dense and the rock wall is steep.
Han Qingyu became nervous again and turned to look at Wu Shi.
Wu Jie didn't go to see him, but it was embarrassing in the bottom of his heart. "Uncle seems to have not adapted, or he was too excited, and did not try to control it at all."
"I can't let my uncle fly like this, otherwise when I catch him, the two of us may not find it." In the subconscious, I forgot that Han Youshan could lead to the way. Thinking of this, Wu Jie was ready to start ...
"Boom!" Suddenly a magnificent source broke out, rising from him.
Han Qingyu did not wear a device, but it could burst out by the liquid source in the body and rushed out.
The ground mud collapsed, and the hunting wind continued to pass from the ears. Han Qingyu himself did not know what the situation was.
In short, his dad was randomly stretched out of his eyes quickly.
Soon, he reached a sense of grasping him.
"Sing!" With the final step of kicking the ground, Han Qingyu's figure was like an arrow, climbing straight up the mountain wall to the top of the mountain, and then rushed into the air...
Singing.
The fixed picture flashed away.
For a moment of opportunity, he was afraid that he would be heavy. Han Qingyu did not dare to catch people directly. He reached out and grabbed the device connecting belt of Han Youshan's back and picked up a person in the air.
Then, turned around.
...The figures of the plague chicken and Wu Shi at the foot of the mountain became very small in his sight. Han Qingyu was stunned. How long did it take me to get here? Maybe two seconds, three seconds?
At the same time, Han Youshan also stunned. He was held with one hand and fixed in the air.
There was no need to deliberately cushion the subsequent fall. Han Qingyu put his father down gently, grabbed his arm to prevent him from falling due to dizziness, and said carefully, "Dad, you seem to be very good."
"Ah? What is the dish?" Han Youshan turned blankly.
"It's very weak." Han Qingyu whispered and carefully.
Han Youshan "..."
He never thought that he would go to be a hero like his son, but he thought secretly that if there is still the next time, his father, it is better not to sit in front of the TV and watch his son go to the battle of life and death.
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From the way back from Houshan, Han Youshan didn't talk to Han Qingyu anymore. However, he talked well with Wen Jifei and Wu Jie.
Wen Jifei left the device to him, saying that he was secretly exercising for him, and then immediately went to get the source of the source. He probably has to move a box over.
Only Wu Shi and Han Qingyu were left in the Han family's backyard.
silence,
silence,
silence……
"I'm sorry." Wu Tan finally spoke, because of the mistake of judgment just now, almost harmed Qingzi's father, and he was a little ashamed and embarrassing now.
"It's okay." Han Qingyu said quickly, then hesitated and looked at Wu Shi, "My dad just seemed to say that you are very strong, right?"
Is it strong? The seventh list of the dome, Wu Tiao thought about it, "It should be okay."
"Then we two ..."
"You used to be strong", Wu Tiao paused, looked up, "I don't know now."
Wu Shi is a person without ideals. If he insists on saying that he has one, he is probably better than Qingzi, and he is also the only one currently.
If this was before, the two of them had to find a place to play, but now Han Qingyu didn't think there was anything wrong with it at all, "Oh, what is your rank?"
He watched it, there seemed to be no shoulder chapter on the fighting suit of this group of people.
Why did he suddenly ask the rank? Wu Jie was confused, and did not explain it. He said truthfully, "Lieutenant."
Lieutenant? The plague chicken is a major general! Han Qingyu thought silently in his heart for a while, and then asked, "Who is stronger between you and the big man who broke the iron rod with his bare hands that day?"
At this moment, Wu Shi felt insulted...
"Of course I am stronger." The voice came from behind them.
When Wu Shi looked up, He Tangtang quickly gave him a pleading look.
In fact, he came just now and has been watching. He Tangtang's current core issue is to save himself, but this is already difficult, unless... there is some way to make Qingzi feel embarrassed to mention these things in the future.
This was a method of fighting poison with poison. He Tangtang took the risk and took a closer look at Han Qingyu.
Very good, his eyes were a little panicked.
He Tangtang pondered for a moment, then turned around and said, "Han Qingyu, you used to be very strong, and you were on the same level as me. Did you know?"
Of course Han Qingyu didn't know, but since the master said so, he still nodded.
"It's a pity that you have lost your memory now and your combat effectiveness has declined." He Tangtang lowered his head and thought for a moment, then raised his head, "I will protect you during this period."
Does he want to protect me too? Han Qingyu turned to look at Wu Shi.
"He can't." He Tangtang said first, "Now only I can ensure your safety, but this is not free. You need to promise one thing in front of your parents and everyone."
"What?"
"Swear that you will never be my enemy when you recover."
"..." Han Qingyu hesitated and was confused.
He has lost his memory and is in a very confused state, but he has not completely become stupid. This situation is not right at first glance.
But what's wrong? He couldn't figure it out again.
"What? You don't agree?" He Tangtang took out a piece of rebar from his pocket, broke it off easily with his bare hands, and threw it on the ground like last time.
A piece of steel drill as long as the middle finger hit the bluestone on the ground and vibrated...
"What are you doing?" He Tangtang's voice suddenly became panicked.
Because in his sight, Han Qingyu was leaning over to pick up the steel drill.
Pick it up, hold it in your hand, hold it tight.
"Kakakakakakakaka..."
The steel drill continued to break in the palm of my hand.
Han Qingyu himself was shocked. He just wanted to try it because he had discovered that he could run very fast and jump very high. Unexpectedly...
Continuing to rub a few more times, Han Qingyu slowly spread his palms...
In the palm of my hand, the steel was soldered into powder.
The entire Han family's backyard became very quiet at this moment.
For two seconds, Han Qingyu slowly raised his head, looking at He Tangtang with both sincerity and confusion.
He Tangtang "..."
If I had known better than to get a steel drill, I would have given him a big tip to show him, if he didn't believe me he would dare to try it.
"We must have had a good relationship before, right?" Han Qingyu suddenly asked.
"Well, it's very good, especially for the two of us."
"Sure enough," Han Qingyu looked happy, "By the way, what's your name?"
"Zhu Jiaming."
"Oh, so among our group, where do you rank in terms of strength?"
"Second...three", He Tangtang turned to look at Wu Shi, and then back again, "About four...five, six, seven or eight. But I have great potential, really, I won't lie to you."
"Well, I believe it. It seems that we are really strong." Han Qingyu laughed.
It was the kind of smile that He Tangtang had seen many times before, with a heart-stopping meaning... He was recovering. Maybe his memory had not recovered, but the terrifying nature that belonged to Han Qingyu was gradually recovering.
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