Travel through time and become a villain: Heroine, don’t come over!

Zhang Er was stunned: "Senior brother, I want to get married to Sister Shi, can you let me live?"

Liu Wuwen: "What do you mean? Did I ever say I would kill you?"

Zhang Er was stunned: "You are going to place five thousand nuclear landmines with a killing range of more than a hundred miles around a military camp with a radius of less than 20 miles. What is the difference between doing this and killing me directly?"

Liu Wuwu started to count with his fingers.

"The explosion range is one hundred square kilometers...the military camp covers an area of ​​about ten square kilometers...five thousand directional nuclear landmines..."

After calculating, Liu Wuwu smiled awkwardly: "The probability of survival is a bit low. However, there is always hope of survival..."

"Brother!"

Zhang Erluzi angrily interrupted Liu Wuwu's words.

"Remind me, the purpose of setting the trap is to kill Ye Ming, not to die with us."

"This... how about I reduce it a little?"

Liu Wuwu's face was filled with confusion.

Everyone nodded quickly.

The depressed Liu Wuwu raised a finger unwillingly: "How about this number?"

Zhang Er stupefied: "Just leave one...Although I think it's still a bit too much, it can't be any less."

Liu Wuyue's face darkened, and he shook his finger and emphasized: "What I mean is to reduce one directional nuclear mine. Leaving 4,999 mines, this is my bottom line."

Zhang Er was about to collapse.

"Brother, you really don't think of us as human beings! Is there any difference between 4,999 bombs and 5,000 bombs? Either way, we will die. How can we survive if you don't blow it up again?"

Liu Wuwu patted Zhang Erluzi's shoulder and comforted him: " Erluzi, don't be too pessimistic. I just calculated it. Even if these five thousand explode together, your survival rate will be at least 90% as long as you hide in the silver coffin."

While speaking, Liu Wuwu looked at Qinglin again.

"The crazy woman knows space magic, so she has at least a 90% chance of survival."

"As for the three swords...the defense is weak, it should be about 30% to 40%."

Husandao's face darkened, and sometimes he really wanted to hack this bastard named Liu to death.

"Tsk, tsk... He even exploded one of his own, what kind of person is this?" Monk Zhou Ming couldn't hold back for a while, and complained in a low voice.

Liu Wuwu rolled his eyes at Zhou Ming: "You damn bald donkey, are you so happy? You still have a survival rate of at least 30% to 40% with three swords. As for you..."

Liu Wuwu looked Zhou Ming up and down and mocked, "My nuclear bomb can blow out all your relics."

Zhou Ming's face turned purple with anger, he pointed at Liu Wuwu and yelled angrily: "You...you..."

Liu Wuwu took out a spiritual stone from his arms. With a click, he kneaded it into powder in front of Zhou Ming: "What are you! What, do you have any objections?"

Zhou Ren stared at Liu Wuwu's fist and couldn't help but said: "Donor Liu, your hand is bleeding..."

I saw bright red blood flowing out from Liu Wuwu's fingers, and two red blood marks streaked down the back of his hand.

After realizing it later, Liu Wuwu gasped in pain: "Hiss...it hurts so much!"

Zhang Erluzi and others looked at Liu Wuwu with dull eyes: Isn't this man a fool?

......

Liu Wuwu was a stubborn person, and even Zhang Erluzi and others could not stop Liu Wuwu's plan to bury nuclear landmines even if their mouths were blistered.

Helpless, Zhou Ming had no choice but to propose a fishing competition with Liu Wuwu.

If Zhou Ming wins, Liu Wuwu must give up his plan to lay nuclear mines.

If Liu Wuwu wins...then he can only resign himself to his fate, and wealth lies in the sky.

Liu Wuyuan had agreed to the fishing competition a long time ago. He was too embarrassed to refuse and had no choice but to agree.

Everyone came to the river and prepared to fish.

Zhang Er asked nervously: "Master Zhou Ming, are you sure you can win? The man named Liu next to you may not be very skilled, but he has many dirty tricks, so you have to be careful about him."

Qinglin raised his hand and said:

"I want to act as the referee. Anyone who dares to use spiritual energy or fish with equipment other than the regulations will be considered a failure."

After saying that, Qinglin stared at Liu Wuwu with a pair of beautiful eyes: "Liu, be careful. I will never let you use any tricks."

Liu Wuwen protested: "Alas, alas, what's going on with you guys? We are obviously our dearest and most beloved brothers, so why do you want to help an outsider? Could it be that love will really disappear for no reason?"

Zhang Er gave Liu Wuwu a blank look:

"I don't know if love will disappear, but your nuclear mines will make us disappear."

Seeing that he was supported by so many people, Zhou Ming could not help but feel proud and boastful:

"Don't worry, everyone. I've been fond of fishing since I was a child, and I haven't had any rivals in fishing for hundreds of years. I'm not boasting, but there are probably not many people in the world who can beat me in fishing. I see that Mr. Liu has no calluses on his hands, I'm afraid I haven’t even touched a fishing rod a few times. If it weren’t for survival, I wouldn’t bother to compete with such a novice..."

Zhang Er, who was beside him, said impatiently: "Is this the end of the bald donkey? I'm going to keep doing it forever. If you win today, that's it. If you lose, I'll throw you into the river to make a nest."

Zhou Ming: "Humph, a bunch of rude people. I won't care about you."

Annoyed, the great monk Zhou Ming still took out the fishing rod, fishing line, fishing float, fish sinker, fish hook, fishing bait...

Various utensils are finely crafted and severely worn. At a glance, you can tell that Zhou Ming is not the kind of person who just talks and doesn't practice.

After taking out various fishing gear, Zhou Ming began to choose fishing positions.

"The old saying goes well: Fishing without fishing for grass is just a waste of time; fishing without fishing pits, there will be no fish jumping; fishing without fishing for bends, no wonder the fish is slow; fishing without fishing for islands, it is a complete nonsense! The choice of fishing position Very important. To fish, you have to have fish to catch..."

Zhou Ming taught patiently, but unfortunately no one listened. Depressed, he had no choice but to shut up, silently find a reed swamp and start fishing.

Unlike Zhou Ming's deserted side, Liu Wuyou was surrounded by people.

Liu Wuwu touched the storage bag:

"Sorry, I don't have a fishing rod..."

when!

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Er took out a two-meter-long giant mace from his arms.

"Here, let me use it as a fishing rod for you."

Liu Wuyouqi smiled: "No, brother, your thing is thicker than my thigh. If you swing it here, won't all the fish be scared away?"

Qinglin stepped forward and said: "You can abstain, and I can declare the winner now."

Liu Wuwu took the mace and gave Qinglin a white look: "Okay, okay, I'll count on you to be cruel!"

Now that he has a fishing rod and a fishing line, Liu Wuwu doesn't dare to ask for help from these wolf-hearted bastards. He rummaged in the storage bag for a long time and took out a pair of lace fishnet stockings, tearing them casually to use as fishing line.

This scene aroused Qinglin's curiosity and asked Zhang Er, "Why are there women's stockings on my senior brother?"

Zhang Erlunzhi said bluntly: "They are all old goods saved during previous robberies. I also have thousands of unused new goods here, do you want them?"

Qinglin looked disgusted.

"What a fool. Why did I end up in a den of snakes and rats like you, working together in such discord?"