Douluo Zhang San's counterattack life

"Tang San?"

Zhang San's eyes widened. Isn't this handsome black-haired boy in blue uniform with a wooden plaque with the word "Tang" on his waist the culprit of everything - "Tang San"?

Zhang Sanzheng wanted to point at the opponent's nose and curse him, and of course he would definitely get beaten. However, at this time, he could not control his hands and feet, and even said happily:

"You're back?"

By the way, now I'm in my own memory.

Zhang San understood that what he was looking at now was what happened to himself in the past. Since it was in the past, of course there was no way to change it, so he could only watch quietly.

Young Tang San smiled and nodded in response:

"Yes! Senior brother, I'm back."

"Did you come back so soon this time? You came back in just one day."

At this time, Zhang San's attitude towards Tang San was quite gentle, just like an older brother talking to a younger brother.

"I remember you went to catch the mountain monster last time, but you struggled for half a month? When you come back, you will be bruised and purple. You are not injured this time, right?"

Tang San scratched his head and continued smiling:

"Ha! Because this time we were led by a senior from the inner sect, the mission itself was very simple! Of course it was over quickly and I was not injured."

"Ah."

Zhang San nodded slightly, reached out and patted Tang San's shoulder lightly and said:

"Anyway, I hope you come back safely."

"Senior brother, I earned a lot of contribution points from this mission. I exchanged the blueprints for the Zhuge Divine Crossbow from the Sutra Pavilion, along with the Feitian Divine Claw."

After Tang San said this, he skillfully handed the note he had already written to Zhang San.

"Can you help me purchase these materials later? I can study these drawings."

Although Zhang San looked embarrassed, he still accepted it and said:

"Uh, okay. The point of contribution of the materials is for me to cushion them for you first?"

"Yes, there is no way."

Tang San scratched his head again and said very distressedly:

"The sect's secret book drawings are too expensive to sell to us outer disciples, so I spent all my contribution points again. Fortunately, senior brother, you always hoard a lot of points and don't use them, otherwise I would be in trouble."

When Zhang San, who was watching, heard this, he immediately became angry.

Blanch!You brat, it's not that the labor and capital are not used, it's that the labor and capital were "borrowed" by you as soon as you stocked up some.

It was also said to be "borrowed", but actually you have never paid it back, right?

"Ha! There's nothing we can do!"

However, Zhang San, who was in this memory time and space, laughed heartily. It was not that Zhang San was so magnanimous at this time, and of course it was not a deliberate disguise, but that Zhang San at this time really turned the seemingly original person in front of him The innocent boy regarded him as his brother and family member, so he naturally didn't care about these trivial things.

"But I remember that the drawings of the Zhuge Divine Crossbow and the Flying Divine Claw are very expensive, right? What mission did you do?"

Tang San scratched his head again and said:

"Ah, it's the mission at the bottom of the red list yesterday."

Zhang San frowned and thought carefully before saying:

"I remember that he was a big farmer. When he was plowing the land, he said a few words about the Tang family, and he was on the red list."

Tang San smiled and said: "Yes, if you dare to be disrespectful to the Tang Sect, you are really impatient."

Zhang San had a bad premonition in his heart, and he asked:

"Then you are..."

"I went with a few inner and outer disciples. He didn't know martial arts, so he solved the problem quickly. By the way, we also ransacked his house. We found a lot of good things in his house, and we all exchanged contributions, and that This family actually dared to stop them at all costs, so we killed them all and confiscated all their houses and fields. It was a great harvest."

Regarding the tragedy of annihilation that was caused by his own hands, Tang San spoke calmly and calmly, even with a bright smile on his face, like an innocent and innocent young man.

"Seriously, senior brother, you should rush to do this kind of task like me. It's too simple and you can contribute more. Don't do odd jobs every day."

"Ah...I am stupid..."

Zhang San responded dully, staring blankly at the familiar young man in front of him, feeling a little strange.

At that time, I should have realized...

Zhang San, who was watching, let out a sigh.

Tang San and I have never been the same person.

Zhang San really once felt that Tang San was kind and sincere, that he was his good brother, and that he was worth everything he would do for him.

Now it seems that he is really blind.

"Ugh……"

Zhang San closed his eyes with a long sigh, perhaps to mourn for the unknown souls of that family, or perhaps to grieve for his own destiny at this time.

"Bold maniac! Are you going to rebel?!"

When Zhang San was thinking about whether the memories of his time in Tang Clan were still there, a sudden roar rang in his ears, which scared Zhang San into a cold sweat.

here is?

Zhang San looked to the left and right, and he found that he was now above the headquarters of the Spirit Empire army. Below, the adult Hu Liena and a group of Spirit Palace elders and soldiers were looking at him with shock and anger.

I think I can move?

Zhang San found that he seemed to be in control of this body again. He looked up and saw the handsome man who was already a god looking down at him and all living beings from above.

If I choose to fly downward, the most I can do is get caught.

And if you continue to go up, you will be killed by this guy with a sword just like before.

Down is life, up is death.

How should I choose?

Zhang San grinned.After all, this question is actually meaningless to me, and the answer has been decided from the beginning.

"Tang San! Die!!"

Even if Zhang San was given another choice, he would still roar, flap his wings with all his strength, and rush toward that aloof god, toward that invincible man, without hesitation.

A moth flying into a flame does not know the intensity of the fire.

He, Zhang San, wanted to be a moth in the flames today. Even if he would be burned to ashes by the unstoppable raging fire, he would still make this fire that consumed all things tremble at the moment when his body was destroyed.

When the man in the sky saw Zhang San like a moth rushing to the fire to perish, he actually swung a sword at him.

"Hahaha!!"

Facing the divine blow that cut through the space and seemed to be able to destroy everything, Zhang San laughed in greeting.

At this time, Zhang San's consciousness was blurred again. This time, Zhang San's heart was extremely calm. He thought that he would not be frightened by anything anymore.

result……

hum... hum... hum...

where is this?

A loud roar lingered in his ears. As soon as Zhang San opened his eyes, he saw a row of soldiers wearing strange black armor sitting opposite him. They wore heavy helmets and had armor all over their bodies. They were so armed. Teeth, of course, these soldiers couldn't see their faces clearly, and they didn't know whether they were humans or ghosts.

They held strange tubular weapons in their hands, which Zhang San had never seen before but felt a little familiar.

The environment he was in seemed to be a large, irregular iron box with windows. Zhang San looked out the window and found that there was a distant land below. He should be in the air at this time.

Could it be that I am in the belly of a big iron bird?But why does this thing have no wings?

In addition to these questions, Zhang San soon discovered that he was wearing exactly the same clothes as these unknown warriors. The armor did not look like it was made of steel. Judging from the fabric, it should be some kind of cloth armor, but it was better than the regular cloth armor he had seen. It's much heavier. There must be some kind of padding inside. There are white symbols painted on the cloth, and the soldiers on the opposite side also have them, but I don't know if they are some kind of totem or team logo.

The tubular weapon in his hand seemed to be made of steel. It had a certain weight, but it did not have a blade. It also had a trigger like the Zhuge Shen Crossbow, and the structure seemed to be very complicated. It should be some kind of long-range weapon. He had There was no quiver around, so I didn't know what kind of ammunition it was used for.

"That brother..."

Zhang San realized that he still had control over his body, so he tried to say hello to a soldier in front of him.

"What's themattersir? (Is something wrong? Sir.)"

"what?"

What bird language is this talking about?

Zhang San looked confused, and it seemed that he couldn't understand the language with these people.

Having said that, why do I directly think of these people as "warriors"?

And why can I also recognize this strange thing in my hand as a weapon?

Is this the memory of my third past life?

Is it the so-called "earth civilization"?

Just as Zhang San was thinking about the causes and consequences on his side, another sharp voice sounded in the belly of the "big iron bird".

"How is this going?"

Zhang San looked at the small light above his head that suddenly flashed red. He didn't understand what was going on, but he felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart.

"Enemyattack! Enemyattack! (Enemyattack! Enemyattack!)"

The row of soldiers opposite him reacted quite strongly. They were shouting something, which Zhang San couldn't understand, but he could clearly feel their panic.

At this time, Zhang San looked out the window and saw two things that looked like large rolling pins with white smoke and fire coming from their tails, approaching them quickly.

This is?

When Zhang San frowned and thought about what on earth this was...

boom!boom! !

Two tracking missiles accurately hit the Black Hawk helicopter. The severely damaged helicopter spun downwards with black smoke...

"I go!"

Zhang San climbed up from the carpeted floor with cold sweat all over his body. He found that he seemed to be back in the passage of the mysterious ship before, but the scary vines before had disappeared, and the entire passage was empty, as if it was really Only he exists.

"Am I still in an illusion?"

Regarding his current situation, Zhang San couldn't make a judgment at all.

Everything is empty and all forms are illusory.

Zhang San doesn't know what he should believe now. Everything here is too weird. His five senses and six senses may have been blinded by the unknown power on this ship.

"Is this...the sound of the piano?"

When Zhang San was at a loss, a melodious and soothing sound of the piano suddenly reached Zhang San's ears.

"It seems to be coming from this passage."

For some reason, Zhang San felt as if there was some kind of power in the sound of the piano that was driving him to investigate.

But is the seemingly peaceful sound of the piano sounding in this strange big ship also an ominous omen?