Chapter 202
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Hmm?
What is this?
The landlady of Crystal Apartment hummed a song and walked out of the house with a garbage bag to take out the garbage.
When passing by Wang Ping's room 201, it was very quiet, as if no one was there.
However, just before the landlady walked past the door of room 201.
Bang!
A crisp and quiet sound of something falling was heard, followed by Wang Ping's voice coming from room 201.
"Oh my god! This is a rip-off!"
The landlady was so frightened that she almost dropped the garbage bag of melon seeds in her hand.
"What happened to Mr. Wang Ping?"The landlady's face perfectly replicated the"black question mark face".
At the same time, in room 201, Wang Ping's mouth twitched.
In the last second, he opened the wooden box and saw the things inside the wooden box. Without saying a word, he picked up the wooden box and threw it to the ground.
What a rip-off!
Great-grandfather, what kind of poor things did you leave behind? Where is the black ring grandpa, where is the strange fire, where is the fighting horse that Doudi rode.
Under his feet, a wooden box the size of a biscuit box was thrown to the ground. One layer of the wooden box was opened, and because it fell to the ground, the things inside fell out.
The thing was white, soft, and bigger than the wooden box...
Well, it was a piece of clothing, a white T-shirt.
The white T-shirt was folded in the wooden box and fell out. There seemed to be words on the folded T-shirt. They were two Chinese characters: Sun thief! What great
-grandfather Wang Tongtian left to Wang Ping was not a ring grandpa, but a T-shirt with the words Sun thief written on it.
The corners of Wang Ping's mouth twitched, as if he was hit by the Buddha's angry lotus and was very hurt.
He held his forehead
"As expected, I can't expect things from my crazy great-grandfather. My father is a psychopath, and as my father's grandfather, he is probably also a psychopath. Is it possible that everyone in the Wang family is a psychopath except me?"
As he said that, Wang Ping sighed and picked up the wooden box and the white T-shirt on the ground.
After all, this is something that his great-grandfather, whom he has never met, left for him before he was born, so Wang Ping will naturally not throw it away.
Hmm?
Wang Ping suddenly exclaimed, looking at the T-shirt he picked up.
"This T-shirt feels very good."
He found that the T-shirt felt very good, soft and smooth to the touch. For the feel of the T-shirt, there was a feeling of"Dove, enjoy the silky smoothness".
No!
Wang Ping picked up the T-shirt and looked at it carefully, and then he looked surprised as if he had discovered a new world.
This T-shirt is definitely not an ordinary T-shirt, not the kind of white T-shirt that costs ten yuan for three pieces at a roadside stall. It has a hidden secret.
By touching it, Wang Ping found that the T-shirt is of very good quality. It is hard to tell what material it is made of. It is similar to the cotton, polyester, fiber and other materials in his impression, but he doesn't want to. He pulled it hard, but the T-shirt was not torn by him.
You know, Wang Ping is not an ordinary person. His spirit has been raised to a height that ordinary people can't imagine. Even if he pulls it lightly, the strength can tear it apart.
However, this T-shirt was not torn, and it was elastic.
However, these are not the most shocking things to Wang Ping. What shocked Wang Ping the most was that this T-shirt seemed to have temperature. Yes, the T-shirt is very warm, and it seems to be constant temperature, at the most suitable temperature for a human body.
In order to verify this conjecture, Wang Ping opened the refrigerator and put the T-shirt in
"Sure enough, the T-shirt has temperature!"Wang Ping touched the T-shirt in the refrigerator in surprise.
The T-shirt did not freeze at all due to the low temperature of the refrigerator, but remained warm.
At this time, Wang Ping held the T-shirt and turned on the"really fragrant" mode, with his eyes shining.
Good stuff!
Let's not talk about other things, this unbreakable and constant temperature is definitely a good thing.
"I wonder if there is anything special about this T-shirt. Wang Ping guessed.
He did what he thought. In the following time, Wang Ping used fire, hot water, and knife to destroy the T-shirt. In the end
, the T-shirt was intact.
"Oh my god, this T-shirt is a magic weapon, a protective magic weapon."
After coming to this conclusion, Wang Ping's face was full of joy. He knew that the things given by his great-grandfather could not be ordinary items. Come to think of it, this T-shirt was something that his great-grandfather had stored in a wooden box decades ago.
Decades have passed, and the clothes are still intact, not moldy or rotten. In all these situations, it is definitely not an ordinary item.
After testing, Wang Ping can be sure that this is an invulnerable T-shirt, an amazing protective magic weapon.
If it were placed in an ordinary family, it could definitely be regarded as a family heirloom, a family treasure passed down from generation to generation.
Thinking of this, Wang Ping's happy face suddenly collapsed. Looking at the big words"Sun Zei" on the T-shirt, the corners of his mouth twitched violently.
Damn! This heirloom is too...
At this time, a picture emerged in Wang Ping's mind.
It was a long, long time later. Wang Ping was old and old enough to be buried and died.
Before he died, he called his children and grandchildren, and said to them
"I am dying. I, Wang Ping, have been a soldier all my life, fighting in many battles. I have nothing left behind, except this magic weapon that has been with me for many years and is still here."
At this point, Wang Ping began to brag about the power of this magic weapon, saying that it was indestructible and had a constant temperature for eternity. He boasted about how awesome it was.
When Wang Ping's descendants heard this, their eyes lit up, and they were shocked and curious about what magic weapon was so powerful.
Finally, before Wang Ping died, he took out the magic weapon that would be passed down from generation to generation.
A T-shirt with the words"Sun Zei" printed on it
"This is my magic weapon for protection, you must cherish it."
After saying that, he handed the T-shirt to his grandson and then died, leaving his confused descendants shouting"What a rip-off!"
Thinking of this scene, Wang Ping's face twitched and he quickly shook his head to get rid of the idea.
Then Wang Ping looked at the second layer of the wooden box.
The first layer was a magic weapon for protection, so what would the second layer be?
"Could it be the old man with the black ring? Or will I travel through time and space to some One Piece world and become the Pirate King? Or will I pull the Nine Dragons Coffin to Beidou to start a glorious life?"
Thinking of this, Wang Ping shook his head again.
What was he thinking about? This was the style of the supernatural world, how could he think of the style of the fantasy and anime world? This was not advisable.
Ding-ling-ling!
The phone rang suddenly, interrupting Wang Ping's thoughts.
"Lu Yuan? Why is he calling?"
Wang Ping put down the wooden box and picked up his phone. The caller ID showed Lu Yuan calling.
"Hello, is this Brother Lu Yuan? Why are you still looking for me?" Wang Ping answered the phone.
"Donor Wang Ping, are you free recently? I want to ask you for a favor.
Before Wang Ping could speak, Lu Yuan said
"I will pay you, don't worry, one million"
"What are you busy with? Tell me about it."
"Actually, this favor should be considered as my master asking you for help."
"Kongqing Buddha wants me to help?"
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The next day, Wang Ping said hello to Lao Chen, Chu Lili and others, and flew to Luoyang City, Zhongzhou Province, China.
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