Self-cultivation for beating the enemy[Comprehensive]

Yier fans put the meeting gifts in their backpacks, holding the gate of the underworld with both hands.

One, two, three?Xiba looked at the screen quietly, with 16 tons of wrist strength, it is very rare to beat an enemy Hakka at this age.

"Wait, Anata!" Kiqiu's scream pierced the sky, she was so excited that the fan she was holding had already been broken, but she was still pinching it hard, Miji glanced at his mother At a glance, the fan was about to be torn into pieces.

Shiba turned his attention to the screen again, and the fans of Yier are still pushing, are they ready to challenge the fourth fan?

It’s useless, he thought, even if it’s the children who beat the enemy’s Hakkas, the best aptitude is only three and a half fans. This is related to physical development. ...? ? ?

etc!His eyes widen.

The fourth door, moved?

"There are skills to increase strength." Yier fans couldn't help thinking of what Songyang said to him.

"If you are a fan of Il, the bone density has grown to a level that is difficult for ordinary people." Songyang wrote and drew on the paper, "Although this kind of development will sooner or later grow to the level you want, but this is not the limit "He said with a smile, "Do you want to try to learn ancient Chinese martial arts from me? If it is you, you should be able to freely manipulate the meridians."

Freely control the meridians to maximize strength, change the position of the meridians to avoid being hit on the vital points, self-healing, as long as the ancient Chinese martial arts are practiced to a certain extent, then the above three points can be achieved.

Although he has only practiced for three years and can't change the meridians at will, he can still do it by exerting considerable strength, Yi Ermi thought so, adjusting the meridians in his body, and the strength in his hands further increased.

"Clatter—" the 32-ton iron door slowly opened with a heavy sound.

"Kang—" The fourth door was completely opened.

"Ah!!!!" Kiqiu was about to catch his breath with excitement, "As expected of my mother's Il fan, she is so powerful!" Unable to stand still, it was Zeno who took the shot to protect him.

Xiba couldn't care about his second son at this time, he couldn't even hold back his serious expression. Although wrist strength can't represent everything, it is also a manifestation of strength. Opening the four gates of the underworld at the age of 9 is beating the enemy. The Hakka has never appeared in the long history. You must know that although the qualifications of Yier fans can be called "monsters", they are not the most outstanding among the enemies of the past. There are still people who can surpass him in qualifications, but now As far as wrist strength is concerned, he is definitely the number one. He can be so strong at such a young age.

He finally came to his senses, only to find that his wife who was standing behind him had disappeared, leaving only his youngest son staring at the screen, and his old father who was still stroking his beard.

"Is this the big brother?" Mi Ji's eyes seemed to be glued to the screen and couldn't be torn off, and the admiration in it was about to come out of his eyes.

"Yes." He stretched out his hand to touch the youngest son's head, which made Mi Ji stunned. Xiba rarely made such affectionate gestures, and his father was serious in the few memories he had.

Is it because the eldest brother came back?he thought.

Sure enough, the eldest brother is a very remarkable person, even his father can be influenced.

Yier fans said to the system: "Oye, you have performed supernormally!" Even he didn't expect to be able to open the fourth door, okay?

The system said: "Congratulations on your successful pretending." No one knows better than Il fans how many doors to the underworld can be opened by a beating enemy at his age. It must be very cool to brush the fashion value once, right?

The system is right, Yier fans are really happy, especially when he is held in Kiqiu's arms, he is so happy that he can float.

"Mother's embrace! It's the warmest!" She said in a cadence.

The system was disgusted, he said coldly: "Do you want your mother to feed you grandma?"

Yi Ermi said: "If you feed me, I will drink."

System: Don't force your face!

Although Yier's fans are very rich in inner drama, but his face is expressionless. He was held in Kiqiu's arms and said coldly: "I miss you very much, Mom." I can't hear your miss at all, okay? ?

But Ki-joo says I have special reading skills, so she strangles Il into her arms.

There is no smell on Yiermi's body. An excellent killer should start from the details, but as a native of Meteor Street, Kiqiu smelled a faint and indelible fragrance of blood. This is the son of the dark world. The unique taste of the people, so sweet and mellow.

Her fan of Yier is so outstanding at such a young age, her mother is so happy! ! !

"I brought a souvenir, Mom." As soon as he saw Kiqiu, he hugged the backpack in his arms with lightning speed. Sure enough, this was a wise decision, otherwise his fragile souvenir would be destroyed. Kiki's strength was crushed.

His words finally cause Ki-chul to put him down, and Il-mi digs through her backpack to finally find the jewelry set.

Although Yiermi himself does not have high requirements for aesthetics, he admires pragmatism, but when he needs aesthetics, he can still evaluate the pros and cons. Because he was brought up by Kiqiu, his definition of beauty has always been complicated And gorgeous, like the scorching sun in August, or blooming roses, the set of jewelry he chose was in line with his imagination of beauty.

"The Sigh of Rose", the posthumous work of the genius jewelry designer Polica, God knows how it ended up in the hands of the gangsters, and they piled it up on Meteor Street like trash. Anyway, Il fans are sure that it is the real thing, so it will be cheaper for him. Borrowing Buddha to present flowers as a gift to his mother.

It’s a gift that suits Ki-chul’s heart, as evidenced by her non-stop screaming.

"Father." He called Shiba who came in a hurry.

"Grandfather." It was Geno who called.

In the end, Yier fans transferred the realization to the little bun in Xiba's arms: "Is this the younger brother?"

Xiba pretended to be serious and coughed: "His name is Mi Ji."

"Hello, big brother." Mi Ji was not afraid of strangers at all, and after Xiba finished speaking, he struggled to get out of his arms, trying to run to Yiermi, his eyes twinkled like little stars in them.

Yier fan said to the system: "My brother seems to like me very much."

The system replied to him: "No way, who hasn't met a few scumbags in their life who can't see their true colors?"

Il fans turned a deaf ear to the words of the system, and said: "Well, I am really impressed by my extraordinary personal charm."

System: As long as you are happy.

Yi Ermi looked at Shiba with his big cat eyes: "I brought a gift for my brother." His voice didn't fluctuate, it sounded like some kind of inorganic electronic sound, but fortunately, the voice of a child is still clear and lovely, Otherwise, it is not too much to pull to a haunted house to record horror audio.

Yi Ermi's voice is just like his own, and the coldness in it can make people's skin crawl.

"Father and grandfather also have it." He added as if comforting, but it still gave Sheba the illusion that he was a gift from the supermarket.

Well, that's right, he is actually a gift, the only gift.

He looked at his youngest son with curiosity, and his eyes were filled with anticipation. Shiba couldn't help it, so he said to Yi Ermi: "Give the gift to your brother."

"Okay." He nodded, took out the handmade eva Asuka figurine of liquid ore that had been in his bag for a long time, and solemnly said to Miji: "Treasure her, Miji." His tone was really serious, "Let her play her due role."

System: what does it do?Be an otaku?

Although I don't know what the shiny doll in front of me is, but I can feel the weight of this figure from Yiermi's tone, which is heavy, so he also said to Yiermi in the same serious tone: " Don't worry, big brother, I will never embarrass her."

Yier fan was relieved: "Good boy." He even reached out and touched the head of the third brother.

The words show that he himself is a child who has not grown up, right?

Ke Qiu was excited: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Shiba: "What happened, I always feel that they have completed an incredible handover."

Zeno: "That is liquid ore, one of the seven beauties, right? How could it be carved into this shape?"

Miji was only two years old, and he didn't start training early like Yiermi, so he was taken back to sleep by the maid at that point. Without his youngest son, Shiba started talking with Yiermi about his incident on Meteor Street. Harvest, Nian, and his younger brother Miji.

"Miji's aptitude is not good." Speaking of this, Shiba frowned, "His training will start later." Because the current body cannot support high-intensity training.

But even if the training is postponed, he is destined not to have great achievements in the killer. Sometimes physical fitness determines a person's future.

"Maybe we don't need to make a conclusion so early." Yi Ermi tilted his head and said to Shiba, "Since he is my younger brother, he must have special talents that other people don't have. It's just that he hasn't discovered it now, although his physique is not good. , but perhaps it will contribute in other ways.”

Shiba was noncommittal, but the system that was with Yi Erfan was dumbfounded.

Because he is "my younger brother", he must be talented, what a shame it is to say such a thing!

The system is amazed at the degree of narcissism of Il fans.

So the next day, Mi Ji, who was running slowly to the library, met a Yier fan who was waiting for a rabbit.

"Are you interested in high technology, funny." He asked bluntly, "Network technology, surveillance equipment or gun modification, the principle of making bombs."

Mi Ji was dumbfounded by the question, and nodded foolishly.

Yi Ermi's eyes lit up, and he hugged his younger brother: "Come on, Mi Ji, you need technical talents to beat the enemy."

The little bun thought for a while and asked, "Does the eldest brother need it?"

Yi Ermi smiled: "I need it."

Mi Ji said: "Okay, I will work hard." For the elder brother, but also for himself.

Il fan diary:

Plant a younger brother in spring, and harvest a technical nerd in autumn.