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"That's the set, the chamber of commerce activity set! Put your spirits out, don't shame your uncle!"

/Just your face, so embarrassed to say me?/

Suo Zhongwu looked at the sweating boss, almost laughing with anger.But he didn't talk nonsense, and turned out the business suit made by the same store, and silently began to change.For him, a suit is far better than a training suit + tactical vest. It can be put on the body in the blink of an eye, but the tie is more difficult.Before leaving the army, Suo Zhongwu had to deal with this kind of hanging rope every day, but he had never been used to it. As long as he picked it up, it was like a snake in his hand./ Really bad luck.Which one invented it!/

Lao Kui had finished cleaning up and walked over with a narrow smile.Suo Zhongwu felt that he probably wanted to help himself tidy up his tie. Before participating in Chamber of Commerce activities, this step was indispensable——

The world suddenly became dark.Just a moment when Lao Kui stood still.Suo Zhongwu involuntarily bends over and throws out his fists, and slams a blow to the front, but not only does his fist miss the target, he does not even bring up the whine.Next, he turned upside down, and then, his surroundings were suddenly full of colors, countless lines extending from the sky, countless rays of light clustered in front of him, spinning, twisting, and stretching, turning into ridiculous smiling faces.

Suo Zhongwu felt like he was flying.But there is clearly something underfoot.He looked around alertly, first saw a few suspected galaxies, and then a few shiny planets, all of which were wet blue.The weird scenery and the five senses that were out of reality made his stomach suddenly turned over, and countless thoughts flew through his heart, but after only a second, or a hundred worlds, the colorful colors suddenly disappeared, leaving only those that extend to infinity. , Total darkness mixed with weird laughter.

Such ups and downs are enough to turn ordinary people into schizophrenia.But Suo Zhongwu is no ordinary person.Before he retired from the military, he performed well every year and was recommended to enter the military academy. Even though he was a little flustered at the beginning, he has now recovered his composure.Just like when he was performing the mission, Suo Zhongwu's feet were lunged, his muscles were tight, and he was ready to fight reflexively./bring it on!/ He gritted his teeth, slowly spinning in the dark, / Want to pick up soft persimmons?Let you taste the dried pears, a taste of pig iron!/

Suo Zhongwu did not make a big deal.As he posed, the darkness quickly melted away, revealing an unfamiliar environment completely different from the Kainan city.Not far away, the red, red, yellow, and yellow flashes of fire, the salty sea breeze, whimpered straight on his face.At least ten figures formed a circle, approaching him as if they were facing a big enemy, and everyone held them in their hands—/What the hell is that?!/

For a few seconds, Suo Zhongwu felt that he had arrived in Hengdian, and that he was still on the set of a cross-play.The ten people who surrounded themselves were undoubtedly guns, but they were definitely not 21st century automatic rifles, but flintlocks that were frequently used in old films like "Battle of Waterloo" and were widely used by European troops in the Napoleonic era. gun.

Suo Zhongwu likes watching war movies. He recognizes the sleeve bayonet of the flintlock, the solid wood butt, and the flint iron clip that looks like a dragon's head.Under the gun, there is no piece of cheap plastic. If any domestic drama can make the props so fine, then the crew is really conscientious, at least it can raise the score of Bean flap by 0.5.But the problem is that the partners of this gun are generally modern European soldiers wearing bright red, blue, black and green uniforms and caps higher than the chimney, but the ten people surrounding them are not like this at all.

They are all black-haired and dark-eyed. Except for their facial lines, they are basically in the category of East Asian race.Several people seemed to have tattoos on their faces, but the flames kept flickering and Suo Zhongwu couldn't see clearly.Probably because it was close to the beach, ten soldiers were wearing straw sandals and stepped on a pool of stagnant water, but in stark contrast, everyone wore thick armor, and even two paired helmets. With one hand, the whole body is covered with golden patterns, with bright yellow helmets on top.

This suit of armor comes with a belly and shoulders. Except for the lack of two protective glasses, the style is almost copied from the New Year picture.Suo Zhongwu dared to bet with anyone that those tightly assembled armor films are definitely made of genuine steel materials. In the film and television series he has watched, even major productions such as "Twenty-Four Hours of Chang'an" are used in armor materials. It is also a bit different from the old./ Or the prop team NB arrived home.Either--or--/

Suo Zhongwu could not tell the inference.It's so ridiculous, so ridiculous. How can something like time travel exist in reality?Taking 10,000 steps back, even if there is a time machine, the combination of flintlock + Tang and Song armor is too weird. Which dynasty can find this kind of ghost?It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, what the hell is going on today, wearing a tie and flying out for hundreds of thousands of miles, can there be anything more nonsense than this?!

It really does.Right in front of Suo Zhongwu, the tallest and most decorated one among the ten armored musketeers suddenly exclaimed like a ghost.Without Deng Suo Zhongwu's reaction, the man came back and said, "Keeping the head and bowing", and knelt on one knee between the puddles."Little soldier pays homage to the messenger!" He respectfully bowed his hand in martial arts, with a strong accent very similar to Hakka:

"I don't know if the ambassador is here today, but if he fails to clean the altar to welcome him, please be punishable by the ambassador.

Suo Zhongwu gaped, his eyes almost falling off.He didn't know how to answer at all. Before he could speak a few questions, he was pumped back into his throat by the rampant sea breeze, his mouth was full of bitterness and saltiness.However, that person was not worshipping him."Get up. Why be polite!" Lao Kui said triumphantly, floating leisurely from behind his nephew:

"Find two people and take me back to the house! Also, this is my son, and I will enter the army to experience in the future. The bayonet is withdrawn, they are all my own colleagues!"

"Here!"

"Here!"

"Here!"

.......

The soldiers answered simply and neatly, and carried their flintlocks back to their shoulders.But Suo Zhongwu was still in that posture, as if he was on the edge of a typhoon.He watched as Lao Kui walked by, but dumbly couldn't say a word. He tried to lift his foot twice, but both ended in failure./Where is this?What is the eighth uncle doing?!/

The sun, moon, and stars, three stars and big banners, violently stretched above the head.Eight long and divergent belts are flying wildly in the air, but in the direction they are pointing, there is only a deep, dark, frozen sea surface.Suo Zhongwu looked there, trying to gather all his energy, only then did he hear the billowing waves, but before he had time to savor it, his ear canal was filled with loud bells.