I Have Doraemon's Treasure Bag

Ding Dangmao had never enjoyed it so much, and it was rare to spend such time.

After all, making a meal takes a long time to prepare.

Ding Dangmao couldn't do this, but Qin Lele was willing to do it—and, I have to say, it was delicious, and I was about to become addicted.

"You still know how to come back!"

As soon as I entered the door, I heard a familiar scolding voice: "I just wanted to go out in the past two weeks, and I didn't tell me when I went out. What if I encounter danger outside?"

Ding Dangmao smiled calmly: "Didn't I leave you a note?"

Before leaving, Ding Dangmao deliberately left a note in order not to worry Qin Lele.

"Yes! Of course I saw the note, or else I'll cook for you here?" She put a large pot of stewed pork ribs on the table: "Look at you, you go out early in the morning and come back in the evening!"

"I was on business."

Ding Dangmao shook his head and walked to the dining table, took a deep breath, with a look of enjoyment on his face, and said in his mouth, "Okay, next time I will definitely report to you by text message... , why did I leave a note before?"

Suddenly I remembered that now I would rather chat than watch TV.

He is also almost out of electronic equipment, and it is obvious that he can make things clear by sending a text message, but he has to leave a note.

It seems that the character of the "Kung Fu Master" is affecting him.

What kind of firearms, what kind of electronic equipment, it is simply disturbing to practice, and it is not necessary at all!

The more he understood, the more Dang Dangmao felt that this "Kung Fu Master" must be the kind of great master with supernatural realm and sky-high martial arts -- after being shot to death by guns, others would have to ridicule the corpse of 'the times have changed'. .

If he hadn't been seriously injured before, I'm afraid he wouldn't want to kick the grenade.

This worldview is a must!

It's not good to be pedantic, he still has to accept new things, he doesn't want to be blocked in the alley one day and shot to death with guns.

"What are you thinking, go wash your hands, the food is cold and the nutrition is gone!"

Qin Lele urged by the side, interrupting Ding Dangmao's thoughts.

He agreed, and after washing his hands in the toilet, he was shocked, and his hands immediately became spotless, not even dripping.

Back at the dinner table, Qin Lele has skillfully removed the tape from her body.

Putting the tape back in the box, she also got rid of the "nutritionist"'s striving for perfection, and the whole person immediately became gentle, and smiled at Ding Dangmao: "Come! Come on! Try my craft! It must have both taste and nutrition. Oh!"

"Wait a minute."

Ding Dangmao put his hand into his arms, and then took out the box.

Opening the box, he took out the admission letter and said, "I went to school today and took this thing... It seems that I was accepted."

Qin Lele hurried over. Although she has no culture as a homeless child, she can still read and count. After reading the contents of the admission notice, she cheered with joy on the spot: "You have been admitted! Goodness!! !"

"Which is Daolin University? Is it a key university that you are thinking of? Isn't it amazing? And..."

Her happy and excited tone gradually disappeared, as if she realized something.

It's over, spear spear is about to leave!

The relationship that has finally warmed up has to go back down again!

I really want to go with him... No, I have to take care of my younger siblings...

Keenly aware of Qin Lele's emotions, Ding Dangmao added: "Daolin University is in Kuimu City, not too far from us. I will come back during the holidays."

Hearing this, the cloud in Qin Lele turned clear.

Ding Dangmao saw it in his eyes and sighed in his heart: It's so coaxing

Soon, the two of them were at the dinner table, and Ding Dangmao's appetite was three or four times that of ordinary people; Qin Lele was very tired of cooking every day, so his appetite was not low...

But most of the time, after Qin Lele finished eating, Ding Dangmao continued to feast.

During this time, they will chat.

Time passed quickly. After all the dishes on the table were eaten, it was time for Qin Lele to leave. She said goodbye to Ding Dangmao and said that she would come tomorrow.

Ding Dangmao of course welcomed it.

Neither of the two mentioned keeping a distance.

In the kitchen, after Ding Dangmao cleaned the tableware and chopsticks, he sat on the sofa. He closed his eyes and quickly immersed himself in the spiritual world.

Linked to the tape again, he came to the martial arts hall.

This time, facing the other self, Ding Dangmao took the lead and said: "You are in the same state as me, but your personalities are different. There should be no reason for me to lose to you."

Another self, Kung Fu Dangmao, smiled indifferently: "Your martial arts are impure, mixed with too many other things, naturally you can't beat me in martial arts."

"I dedicate my life to martial arts, and you are just a lucky little guy who got martial arts skills. How can you beat me in martial arts?"

He was right.

Unless he is as obsessed with martial arts as he is, it is impossible to beat him.

No, if he is as obsessed with martial arts as he is, the probability of winning is also [*] to [*].

"Do you feel that the environment here is not quite right?"

Ding Dangmao didn't want to cheat, but found something wrong.

There are martial arts halls, eighteen kinds of weapons, and calligraphy and painting.

Martial arts are full of flavor.

In other words, it was created by "Kung Fu Master".

But since it is the spiritual link between the two, the world should not only reflect his will... If the two share it, he has the right to modify some things.

"Let's continue the test."

Ding Dangmao also thought about it during today's training, and now he is enlightened.

"Fair and just. I use my fist and you use my fist. If I hold a sword, you will also follow. Our state is the same... So! Fair and just!"

A new arsenal appeared next to him.

At the same time, the same object appeared next to Kung Fu Dangmao.

When he saw these things, Kung Fu Dangmao's face showed a tangled color, but at this time, Ding Dangmao's body immediately launched an attack——

He draws from the same arsenal that both sides have.

Take out a machine gun!

Chapter [*] The Detective Searching for Leads

In the field of kung fu, fighting is a moment of life and death.

This is the case with fists and feet. If there is any hesitation in the battle of life and death, someone will penetrate into the body and directly smash the vital points, and die on the spot!

When Ding Dangmao picked up the firearm first, the outcome was doomed.

If it is facing the pistol, the opposite can barely dodge.

After Ding Dangmao picked up the machine gun and pulled the trigger, the metal storm in the sky turned the opponent into a sieve on the spot, and he could even see the aggrieved and angry expression of the opponent before he died.

The decline of kung fu is precisely because of the rise of modern weapons such as guns.

A lifetime of martial arts training is not worth a bullet.

It is better to use the same price to train a group of soldiers with guns, and train them to kill a large number of martial arts!

After the outcome was decided, Ding Dangmao stepped forward and kicked the corpse of the Kung Fu master.

The latter's corpse exploded into countless light spots and merged into Ding Dangmao's body.

In reality, the ability tape that was already in the body was also turned into a little bit of starlight, and it silently merged into Ding Dangmao's body.

With the disappearance of "Kung Fu Master", Ding Dangmao's thinking seems to have also faded away. The influence of this tape on him quickly disappeared without a trace, but the memories and experiences it carried are still perceptions, etc. Wait, but they are all preserved.

So far, Ding Dangmao is a master of kung fu.

After erasing the bad influence, he will no longer reject electronic equipment, and he can also see its essence and know the reason why kung fu masters reject modern things such as guns...

In ancient times, whoever had the best kung fu was the best in the world. Taking a person's head from the army is like looking into a bag to find something, not only can you get the respect of all living beings, but also get soft gold and silver, and can strengthen your body... Master Hua Jin , living a hundred, twenty or thirty years is not a problem.

But when the gun rang, there was nothing left.

Any kid can take his life with one shot.

In the past, he was able to defeat a hundred people with one attack, and even attacked an army of [*] people by stealth. Even the old emperor's bedroom would go to the emperor's bedroom, and he would leave if he wanted...

Now as long as the gun is lit on the opposite side, he has to run for his life like a dog.

A kung fu master is no longer invincible, his mentality has collapsed, his energy and spirit have dissipated, his realm has fallen, and his strength will naturally become worse day by day...

Of course he hates guns and other modern things.

Because it is these things that have taken away his detached, aloof and superior status, and also taken away his safety and security - just like the big man who made his fortune in oil and the beneficiaries of all parties in the face of new energy , what will their attitude be?

Besides, it's just a tape, and it doesn't have the flexibility of a real person.

"It's not that the remnants of the old era cannot shine in the new era."

He does not shy away from firearms, and welcomes any modern weapon.

With the physique, reflexes, control, etc. that Ding Dangmao has now obtained, if it is used to use firearms, the strength that can be exerted is much stronger than before.

Ding Dangmao also understood that these tapes are very powerful in the corresponding fields, but they all have their own shortcomings. If you want to defeat them, you must not be hard, you have to fight with your wits!

"However, since I've got the "Kung Fu Master", who should I get in the next game? "

He was no longer satisfied with just a single tape.

Rather, I want to have all the skills of tape burning in one bag!

After groping for a while in the box of the [ability tape], Ding Dangmao has already found the target, this time I have to find an intellectual type, and that's it——

"Detective"

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A few days later, Xiaoyao County, a slum.

As always, Ding Dangmao jumped out of the ground in a hidden area. There was no signal or camera in this place.