In New Mexico, a town 50 kilometers away from the temporary base, on the roof of Jane's simple research room, Sol is talking happily with Jane.

Neither of them noticed that there was a mass of sand floating in the sky above them. Naturally, they couldn't see Zhang Lan lying on it. At this time, they were very leisurely talking with Katie through the tablet computer. Interview chat.

Finally, the hour hand came to twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, staying up late is simply the enemy of girls, so Katie and Jane fell into a dream at the same time.

The two men are both idle.

In fact, Sol planned to have a good night's sleep, and he felt at ease with Jane by his side, especially after he learned that his father died and disappeared, he grew up in an instant and cherished this feeling very much.

However, will Zhang Lan take into account Sol's feelings after blowing the cold wind at high altitude for so long?

Obviously, no.

He didn't even say hello, and a rope of sand was directly trapped at the opponent's waist, and a small ball of sand stuck to his mouth, just hanging in the air, and slowly flew out of the town—even if Sol Struggling is useless. With the strength of ordinary people, it is simply delusional to break free from Zhang Lan's rope of sand.

The town is not big, and Zhang Lan and Zhang Lan soon arrived at the edge of a wasteland. Sol, who had been hanging all the time, was mercilessly thrown on the soft sand surface. He jumped up and down, and landed steadily a few meters away from Sol.

"Woo!. Woo!. Woooo!"

Sol could only point to Zhang Lan and make a sound of "wuwuwu" because his mouth was covered with sand, but the content was easy to guess, nothing more than: "Why are you?" "What do you think?" What are you doing?" "Where is this? Who am I? What are you doing?"

Um. It seems that something strange has mixed in.

Naturally, Zhang Lan will not keep Saul from talking, but at least not now.

A smug smile appeared on her face, and Zhang Lan was going to do one thing next, which might be impossible or impossible in the future, and that was—beat up Sol hard!

As promised, Zhang Lan raised her hand and directed the sand flow to surround Sol with only one head exposed. Naturally, she did not use small skills such as sand binding coffins, but——

"Boom!"

"Woo!"

There was a muffled sound, followed by a deep "moan", which was naturally not a charming one, but a moan of pain - Zhang Lan punched the sand ball, judging from the position, behind it was Sol's stomach up.

There is no way, Zhang Lan is already an A-level powerhouse, no matter how much he controls his strength, he may accidentally cripple Sol, so he simply tied a circle of sand for Sol, which can serve as a buffer and It can fix this "super sandbag" very well, so that Zhang Lan can punch continuously.

Especially in Sol's glaring King Kong's stare, Zhang Lan felt that her motivation was even stronger.

"Boom!"

"Woo!"

"Boom!"

"Woo!"

"Boom!"

"Woo!"

This one-sided boxing match without words lasted for about ten minutes, and Zhang Lan didn't even break out of sweat. He stopped to take a break-don't get me wrong, it wasn't Zhang Lan who rested, but Saul who was about to roll his eyes. Take a break, and then the second wave of——

"Boom!"

"Woo!"

"Boom!"

"Woo!"

"Boom!"

"Woo!"

This time was relatively short, and it stopped after only five minutes. Sol had no voice at the end, just shrugging his head like a dead dog, as if resigning to his fate, and as if he couldn't bear the long-term abuse. average.

Zhang Lan, who is the attacker, naturally knows the weight of his shot, and understands that Sol is not unconscious or otherwise, but he waved the sand away. After all, his main purpose today is not to beat this guy up, but to help him Do some disenchantment.

Sure enough, just as the sand restraining Sol was released, Sol, who was still like a dead fish, suddenly rushed forward, ready to grab Zhang Lan by the middle, and then press him on the ground to take revenge.

But Sol obviously thought too much, but how could he catch Zhang Lan as an ordinary person, he didn't even use the blinking technique, and just turned sideways at a normal speed, and he dodged Sol's pounce.

"Boom!"

Sol, who was thrown into the air, fell face to the ground on the desert, and then stopped moving. The fat beating for fifteen minutes just now was not in vain!

Zhang Lan was not in a hurry. The sand flow under her buttocks imitated a chair, and she sat on it comfortably with her chest in her arms, waiting quietly for Sol to recover. This process did not take long. Too much stronger than normal people, just slow down, of course, stomach cramps are inevitable.

"I remember you...the one who called me in the hospital last time, who are you?" Sol said with difficulty.

"Me? You are not qualified to know my name yet." Zhang Lan pretended to be aggressive: "Today, I want you to experience what you have done to others."

"What did I do to others? I wouldn't grab someone I don't know and do such shameless things Wait a minute, you know me?" The dull muscular head finally came to the second level of Zhang Lan's words mean.

"Of course, the prince of Asgard, the God of Thunder who is in charge of thunder and lightning." Zhang Lan first answered to prove his authority, and then looked at Sol playfully: "You said this kind of behavior of bullying the weak is Shameless, isn't it?"

"Hmph, does it need to be said? Warriors should fight fairly!" Proud Sol replied proudly.

"Oh? Are you sure?" Zhang Lan confirmed again.

"I said you, don't you have long ears?" Saul reconfirmed in disguise.

"Just confirm." Zhang Lan nodded reassuringly, and then changed the topic: "Saul, do you think the frost giants in the Jotunheimen Mountains are stronger than you?"

"How is it possible!" Thor reacted greatly, and the glory of the former God of War cannot be tarnished: "I hammered each of those icy scumbags into pieces of ice, but I have to admit, their king, I am indeed still alive." Almost."

"Since this is the case, why did you and your father, God King Odin, clamor to launch a war of extermination and directly wipe out the Frost Giant race? And in the end, you took your five brothers to die? This is what you call the glory of a warrior ?”

"Why do you know so much about this?"

"Hehe, why should I answer you? Am I obligated?"

".What exactly do you want to say to me today?" Sol's momentum weakened. Thinking about it now, his previous self was indeed too arrogant, so that now he is a little disgusted, disgusted with his former self.

"I've finished."

"Finished?" Sol frowned, and after a long time, he slowly relaxed: "The way you speak is really memorable."

"Thank you, this way is more straightforward, and it can satisfy some of my little desires, such as giving the future Thor a fat beating." Zhang Lan showed her white teeth.

"Am I complimenting you?" Sol raised his brows, and added a "thick-skinned" option to Zhang Lan's first impression: "Also, I am no longer Thor, just a mortal without divine power That's all."

"Otherwise?" Zhang Lan asked back, but did not respond to Thor's topic about Thor.

"Well, it's fine if you think it is."

"Okay, then I'll go first, you should reflect on yourself." Zhang Lan said leisurely, with shadows flying from both hands.

"Wait a minute, you haven't told me yet"

"Boom!"

".your name"

Sol's words were only half spoken, and a cloud of white smoke dissipated. Where was Zhang Lan's figure, but it turned out to be just a shadow clone of Zhang Lan.

Seeing this, Sol, who was left alone, stayed in place for a while, identified the direction, and went to the town again, muttering in his mouth: "Don't send me back first, don't let me see you again, this guy. Otherwise, well, forget it, forgive you."

Fifty miles away from the skill testing site, the scale of the potholes has expanded a bit. Even at night, the place is full of people, the shadow clones are training hard, and Zhang Lan is in the center. Responsible for sorting out the insights brought by the shadow clone, and then share it again when the shadow clone is separated next time.

In the midst of intense training, Zhang Lan suddenly opened his closed eyes, and looked in the direction of Sol thoughtfully. Just now, there was a shadow clone over there that was released. Correspondingly, the memory It is also brought back to the mind of the ontology.

"Hehe, it's a pity that this kind of opportunity to join Thor will be lost in the future."

After speaking, Zhang Lan closed her eyes again and started a new round of skill development.

Recommend a new book about game creation: "Super Sharingan", the author himself is also chasing it. It is about the future world. Naruto has become a game, and it can be synchronized to the real world story.

Friends who have gone, remember to report Xiaolan's name, if there are too many, Xiaolan can be called the author Jun Jiageng.

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