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The main materials of this set of armor are bamboo, leather and some metals. The whole body is black, and the production is very delicate, which is pleasing to the eye.
In fact, compared with the armor of other countries in the same period, Japanese samurai armor is not the best in terms of defense or practicality, because for a long time, the Japanese Get up and play "Sengoku Era" at the level of your own village chief on your own island.
But aside from a series of shortcomings,
The key is that it looks good.
Rao, Zhou Ze at this time, when he looked at himself wrapped in armor in the mirror, he didn't feel the discomfort and anger that this thing suddenly appeared on him. Instead, he felt that this set of armor was practical and protective. Let¡¯s not talk about sexuality, just when it suddenly shows up during a fight, I feel that I am ¡°cool¡±;
If there is another old man next to him with a classical bgm in time, the effect will be even better.
Perhaps it was influenced by modern Japanese cultural products, at least for Zhou Ze, he really didn't hate this set of armor.
Zhou Ze still remembers being in the orphanage when he was a child. After dinner, a large group of children would gather in the living room with the only TV set in the school. Everyone sat on a small bench and waited to watch cartoons.
At that time, video recorders and later generations of VCDs and DVDs were not popular, so people basically watched whatever was shown on TV.
For a while, a Japanese animation "Magic God Altar Fighter" was once popular in the whole continent, setting off a huge frenzy. Even from the current perspective, this animation is still not perfect in the design of armor and the use of some secondary bgm Outdated feeling.
Reach out,
lift your legs,
Twist your waist,
Even though his body is a little weak now, Zhou Ze still insisted on posing a few posses in front of the mirror, quite like an old man talking about being a teenager.
After playing enough, Zhou Ze closed his eyes, the armor quickly disappeared, he let out a long sigh of relief, and sat down again, his body was already dripping with sweat.
At this time, Bai Yingying also brought the shower gel and went into the bathroom again. Seeing that Zhou Ze was sweating again, she didn't know why, so she could only help Zhou Ze wash it again.
Enjoying the service of his own maid, Boss Zhou, who took a shower and put on clean clothes, was supported by Bai Yingying and sat on his favorite sofa.
On the coffee table in front of him was a plate of candies, as well as coffee and newspapers.
The leisurely afternoon should be wasted.
Boss Zhou quickly assumed the role of salted fish again. Perhaps, this is due to his nature. Moreover, after what happened last time, Zhou Ze began to instinctively reject any activities that required him to leave the study.
His character is a bit selfish, and there is a kind of "I just want to salt fish to my heart's content, even if I die after being salted, the flood will be overwhelming."
The old man came back at this time, sweating profusely. Seeing Zhou Ze leaning on the sofa and reading the newspaper, the old man laughed excitedly, "hehe", and immediately brought a bottle of cold beer over, saying:
"Boss, it feels good to see you sitting here reading the newspaper as usual when you get home."
The old-fashioned implication,
It's like a husband who has worked hard all day outside and sees his mother-in-law and auntie breastfeeding the child when he comes home, and he feels no fatigue at all.
In short, this sounds weird.
Zhou Ze glanced at the old man, saw that he was full of energy and strong steps, and suddenly felt a little envious of this guy. After that incident, even if the old man had Bai Yingying's corpse pill to continue his life, it was just to guarantee that he would not die. , I didn't expect that the vitality of the old Taoist was really tenacious, and it took a long time for him to cultivate again.
The seventy-year-old man has such a terrifying vitality, and when he wakes up in the morning, he can still think about all the things that are not there. He is really envious of others.
"How is your body?" Zhou Ze asked.
No matter what, you still have to take care of it, even if Zhou Ze thinks that it¡¯s okay for the old man to order a dragon show and two phoenixes for a night.
"Very good, I feel stronger than before." The old man patted his chest and sat down next to Zhou Ze, then stretched out his hand and quietly pointed to Bai Yingying, who was busy behind her, and whispered:
"Boss, can you solve Yingying's matter?"
"I'll take care of it when I recover."
"That's good, she's a pretty girl." The old man smacked his lips, went to the bathroom, then came out and turned on the big TV, changing channels casually.
"Hey, Boss, there is a football game today, do you want to watch it?"
"Not interested"Just two goals behind, I am really spending money to make a fuss. "
The tattooed man thought for a while, took back the one hundred yuan he was about to release, and said to Zhou Ze:
"Boss, do you have the nerve to accept my money? I'm here too, nicknamed Brother Qiang, just say hello to me if you have something to do"
"No more." Zhou Ze replied.
The tattooed man smiled "hehe", pointed at Zhou Ze, and signaled to him that he is interested. In fact, the owner who can open a shop on South Street has long been no longer the target of such a small hooligan who is strong in foreign affairs and capable in the middle.
The tattooed man took out a cigarette, bit it in his mouth, lit it, and opened the door of the bookstore gracefully and walked out.
"Things that don't know how to live or die." Xu Qinglang mocked beside him.
He understood why Zhou Ze would suddenly refuse to accept his money out of kindness, and it was definitely not because of any threats.
joke,
A ghost messenger was threatened by a scoundrel in your world, can you still get along?
Coupled with the character of Grandet, boss Zhou's iron rooster, will he have trouble with money?
Indeed, Xu Qinglang could also see that the tattooed gangster Yintang was black, and there was still a little black air around his body. It was obvious that he had recruited some dirty things recently. If there were no wise people to help him solve the disaster, he would be seriously ill. In the worst case, there may be a car accident on the road.
?If you don¡¯t take money from a dying person, don¡¯t take it. Maybe in a few days too, you will come to the bookstore, and you won¡¯t be able to collect the money when you were alive. You will also be charged when you are dead. Anyway, Boss Zhou is sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai.
Zhou Ze silently lit a cigarette.
The bookstore is surrounded by glass, so the tattooed man who just walked out can be clearly seen inside.
? The tattooed man took a big puff of cigarette, walked out, and when he was about to spit it out,
It happened that a pregnant woman walked by him.
The tattooed man looked at the woman's big belly, and immediately suppressed the puff of the cigarette. Anyone who smokes knows that swallowing a puff of cigarettes is sour, like swallowing half a mouthful of mustard.
After the pregnant woman leaves,
The tattooed man bent over and retched on the ground.
Boss Zhou exhaled a smoke ring, and Xu Qinglang who was beside him also saw this scene.
"Go and help him crack it," Zhou Ze said.
Xu Qinglang nodded. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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