The next morning, everyone found the difference between cannons.

At this time, the cannon laughed very happily, and from time to time, he giggled there.

"Cannon, what's the matter with you? Is it your daughter-in-law, or did your family win the grand prize? Why is your face smiling like chrysanthemum?" The relationship between monkey and cannon is the best. I leaned over and asked.

"Hey, hey... Monkey, I tell you that my King Kong is not bad. It's about to break through!" With that, the cannon was particularly excited, and some patted his chest!

Dong Dong Dong.

Three sounds sounded like metal percussion, and the monkey on one side stared at the cannon incredulously.

Body like steel, shape like a mountain!

This is the performance of external skill cultivation to the master! Can it be said that the cannon has entered the realm of horizontal refining master?!

That's a qualitative leap for their white dragon! You know, today's artillery is no longer afraid of ordinary bullets. Ordinary small pistols or semi-automatic rifle bullets hit him, which is like scratching. Only sniper guns will make him a little dangerous. If you go further, none of these individual weapons will pose a threat to the artillery at that time!

"You, you have..."

"Shh, not yet. Don't answer. I'll surprise the captain and Tan Yan at that time! Hey, hey, I'm the first one to reach the master among us!" The cannon's face also wore a very proud smile.

"How much longer?" The monkey didn't pay attention to the words behind, but asked very eagerly.

"Maybe it's only a week? The instructor not only helped me dredge my muscles, but also helped me complete the whole chapter of Vajra Bodhisattva, both inside and outside. Maybe I can become the patron saint of China at that time!" The cannon said, and he began to imagine that he would become the patron saint respected by thousands of people, and there began to be salivas on the corners of his mouth.

"Don't dream." The monkey said angrily, "the instructor is still here. Do you think you have a chance, or are you younger than the instructor?"

Hearing this, the cannon reacted to the cruel reality, stared at the monkey and said, "you son of a bitch, can't you give me a little space to imagine? The instructor is here, of course, I don't have a chance, but I thought, when the instructor becomes the patron saint, is it OK for me to become the second patron saint?"

"You..." the monkey shook his head, his eyes full of envy, King Kong is not bad magic! The inheritance of cannons is not an ordinary thing. At least in terms of potential, cannons are much bigger than him! If there is a chance in the future, the chance of cannons is not low.

"Hey, hey, hey..." the cannon laughed obscene again.

"So, do you still want to give the instructor a slap in the face?" The monkey rolled his eyes. The way this guy was successful made him a little jealous.

"Cough!" The cannon quickly said in a straight way, and quickly lowered his voice: "don't talk nonsense! What's the threat? I'm just talking, talking... You forget how miserable you were left yesterday? Don't pit me!"

Wu Lai came out of the tent at this time, looked at the two people over there and whispered, and drank softly, "assemble! Have breakfast! What are you doing!"

Seeing Wu Lai coming out, everyone immediately ran in front of him, lined up and shouted in unison, "Hello instructor!"