God level funny comparison system

With two slaps down, Shen Qian didn't cry anymore, but wrinkled his face, spread his hands, looked at Zhang Long sincerely and said: "Senior Brother Long, I, I only have that one, I have already thrown it away, and I have stepped on it like that Now, or, you will make do with it?"

Zhang Long grinned and smiled with great interest. It was also the first time he saw such a tough bone.

"Don't bullshit with me, take it out quickly!" Taking a breath, Zhang Long increased his voice.

"I really don't have Senior Brother Long, I, I just have that one, it's not easy to handle..." Shen Qian still didn't change his mind.

"The cigarette case is in his arms." In the sea of ​​knowledge, Zhizhi reminded Zhang Long.

"Hehe," Zhang Longxie smiled, pointed at Shen Qian's arms and said, "Did you take it out yourself, or should I do it?"

Shen Qian opened his mouth wide, stared straight into Zhang Long's eyes, and said with horror, "Long, Senior Brother Long, your eyes can see through?"

Zhang Long ignored it and just hooked his fingers.

Shen Qian's face suddenly sank, and he took out a cigarette case from his arms with great reluctance, then tremblingly pulled out one and handed it to Zhang Long.

"What are you shivering about? Bring it here!" With a wide eye, Zhang Long snatched the cigarette case and scolded, "Where's the fire?"

Shen Qian obediently took out a lighter and lit it for Zhang Long.

"Huh... ah..." Taking a deep breath and exhaling thick smoke again, Zhang Long shouted comfortably, then looked sideways at Shen Qian, and said with an evil smile, "Is there any more?"

Hearing this, Shen Qian's figure trembled immediately, and he quickly shook his hands, his head was shaking like a rattle, and said with great sincerity: "Senior Brother Long, it's really gone, really, I only have that bag, I never Don't lie..."

Unfortunately, before he finished speaking, Zhang Long raised a finger and pointed around Shen Qian's back.

Ever since, Shen Qian was sluggish again, as if Zhang Long in front of him could really see through.

Zhang Long didn't use the semi-see-through function of the God of Renewing Life, and the reason why he was able to find the smoke hidden on Shen Qian's body was all scanned with the help of the dead.

A deep helplessness welled up in his heart. For the first time, Shen Qian felt a sense of powerlessness in the face of the gods. He felt that he was transparent in front of Zhang Long, and there was nothing to hide from all the conspiracies.

He drooped his head, and reluctantly took out the cigarette case hidden in his back clothes, it was still a whole case.

"Okay, you can keep the rest of your crotch bag for yourself. I'll go inside and have a look first. After tidying up your clothes, hurry in and tidy up better. Don't let people think that I'm messing around!" Cigarette case, Zhang Long took a few puffs of cigarettes, threw the cigarette butt away, and pointed to Shen Qian's messy clothes because of the cigarettes, and then turned and went to the stone house.

Shen Qian just stood there under the starry sky, thinking about the last pack of cigarettes she hid in her crotch, tears streaming down her face, full of grievances like being ruined.

"He's not human...he's fucking able to see through... woohoo...God's not fair..." Looking at the starry sky, he cried again.

Crying and crying, he squatted on the ground again, raised his hand to pick up the half of a cigarette that he had crushed before, lit it, took a deep breath and exhaled a puff of smoke, mumbling and crying: "Is it easy for others? It took a lot of effort to get the cigarettes from the senior brother of the outer sect, now it's all right, it's a good deal for him to be a freak... woo woo..."

Crying a few times, sucking a few mouthfuls, and throwing a handful of snot, it was so sour, it really moved the person who saw it, and asked this to cry.It wasn't until the red cigarette butt burned to the filter and made a chirping sound that Shen Qian gave up all this sorrow, got up and went to the room, fearing that if it was too late, he would be beaten again.

There is no light in the stone house, even taking advantage of the starry sky outside, it is pitch black, only the blood-colored skeletons on the wall are relatively clear, like a sea of ​​blood flowing, extremely terrifying.

All the young people had already fallen asleep, and only Shen Qian secretly smoked outside.

However, with Zhang Long's extreme eyesight, this bit of darkness has nothing to do with him.

"Hey hey hey! Papa papa!" Looking around, Zhang Long stepped on a stone bed in front of him, generally yelling loudly.

Immediately, the audience was in an uproar. All the young people who were asleep thought they would get up again in the middle of the night to breathe out the spirit of heaven and earth, so they didn't even look at Zhang Long, so they jumped up from the bed one by one, and after a whirlwind of restlessness, they went to Zhang Long. Dressed neatly in a black robe, just as everyone was about to go out, they saw Zhang Long standing at the door.

In the dark room, only the doorway has a gentle brilliance like water, Zhang Long is wearing a red robe and there are skulls embroidered with gold thread all over. Under this brilliance, the twinkling is even brighter.

"Long, Senior Brother Long?"

"I've seen Senior Brother Long!"

After being stunned for a moment, more than 20 people in the room clasped their fists together and knelt down, shouting in unison.

Zhang Long took a breath quite comfortably. It feels good to be worshiped by others.

"Get up, don't be nervous, I'm easy to get along with, come on, sit down and talk slowly." Zhang Long raised his finger and pointed to a bed, and said leisurely, acting like a kind uncle.

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't dare to sit down. They just smirked at Zhang Long and stood up from the ground.

Zhang Long also ignored them, sat alone on a stone bed, and then rolled his eyes, ready to fool around.

"Brothers, do you have any ideals?" Zhang Long silently swept across the crowd with a serious voice.

Everyone was in a daze again, blinked their eyes again and again, looked around again, some of them even pinched themselves, and finally confirmed that all this was not a grotesque dream, and then focused their eyes on Zhang Long's face again.

At this time, the eldest brother Shen Qian also came in, slumped, ignoring everyone with drooping head, squatting on the ground leaning against a bed by the door.

"Hey, big brother is here, tell me first, what ideals do you have?" Zhang Long crossed his legs.

"Stop it, Senior Brother Long." Shen Qian raised his head and said with a mournful face.

"Talk about it." Zhang Long said with a smile.

"How embarrassing, let's not talk about it." Shen Qian pouted.

Zhang Long's face darkened, and his voice became heavier, "Would you fucking say it?"

"Okay, let me say!" Shen Qian immediately stood up, then took a deep breath, and said to the starry sky outside the door: "I didn't have any ideals before, but from now on, my ideal is to become a dragon-like Brother is such a genius!"

"Okay! Papa..." Zhang Long applauded quickly. To be honest, Shen Qian's ideal is quite touching. Once upon a time, Zhang Long was also a waste. Some disgusting.

Seeing Zhang Long applauding, the rest of the crowd also applauded, Shen Qian's mood suddenly improved a lot, blushing, nodded embarrassingly to everyone, and kept muttering: "Everyone, don't do this!" , everyone is embarrassed."

"But..." This is, Zhang Long glanced at Shen Qian, then scanned the crowd and said: "In this world, apart from geniuses, there are many beautiful things that can be regarded as ideals."

"I know this!" A young man in black suddenly raised his hand, his eyes were full of heroism, and he said loudly: "Senior Brother Long is right, talent is doomed from birth, so I don't care about it. I prefer things that I have worked hard for. My ideal is to cultivate hard, use my own efforts to continuously improve, and finally become a master of the outer sect Red Clothes Hall!"

"Me too, and I don't just want to enter the Red Clothes Hall at the outer gate. Since the day I was born, I have made up my mind to enter the inner gate, practice those more advanced exercises, and then return to my hometown to teach those grown-ups a lesson." People who bully me every day."

"My ideal is to stay in this beautiful place for the rest of my life, not to care about world affairs, to be pure-hearted and ascetic..."

"Nimma, then you might as well become a Taoist priest or a monk."

"That's right, worthless."

Because of Zhang Long's previous applause, everyone let go of their vigilance, and one by one opened their hearts and said that they are young people, and the word ideal is always a hot topic for young people .

The room became lively, but the night was still silent.

Everyone talked about their ideals one by one, and Zhang Long was very happy to hear that, the people of the Demon Sect were indeed all elm-headed, and their ideals were all the same. Part of it is to practice hard and enter a more advanced hall.

After talking for about ten minutes, people gradually calmed down and turned their eyes to Zhang Long involuntarily.

"Long, Brother Long, you, can you tell me what your ideal is? You are indeed talented, and I am afraid that your ideal is much higher than ours." A person asked tremblingly.

"Well, I'm a genius, but ideals have nothing to do with being a genius." Zhang Long waved his hand, speaking very sincerely.

Immediately he also stood up, looked at the crowd with a warm smile, and said, "Brothers, my ideal can be expressed in a single line of lyrics."

"Lyrics? What lyrics?" Another person blinked his eyes and said, his eyes were full of stars, and he sighed in his heart that this genius is different, ideals have to be described in lyrics, how profound.

"A very simple lyric," Zhang Long smiled brighter, then took a deep breath, and sang with his eyes wide open, "I am a little bee, flying among the flowers, I pick one on the left, and I pick one on the right." Pick a flower..."

The cheerful singing voice and funny expressions made people confused again.