Chapter 670 Found
After an exciting speech, the atmosphere was completely heated up, which was very consistent with the tradition of McCann and Xizhou people.
Many of the aliens who originally came just to watch the fun and socialize and hug their legs became serious at this time.
How do you make a lure real? That is to make it true in itself.
When Wen Rensheng saw this, he already knew the potential killer and could no longer think that this conference was a trap.
Because the meaning it wants to achieve is much higher than that.
The current situation of McCann is no better than the situation of a certain troublemaker in the previous life, or even worse. After all, the latter could have retreated to various overseas places to survive at worst, but now the McCann people have no way out. Retreating to the moon may be a way out, but it can only survive.
The big cat looked around, and soon its eyes fell on a person who was equally excited, and could even be said to be the most passionate.
That was a white man, young, pale, with good features, somewhat handsome, but with dull eyes. He was about twenty-five years old. He should have been unemployed at home for a long time, and he was probably well educated.
How do you figure out the last one? It can only be said that this is a kind of intuition, mixed with the smell emanating from the other party's body, the excited shouts, the flushed face, the excited look...
There is no absolute logic, but Wen Rensheng can see it.
Just like experienced people, most people can still distinguish a former college student from a completely illiterate person from a homeless person. There is always some unwillingness and regret in the eyes of the former, while the latter is very dull.
Because the former had many opportunities to choose success, but failed to grasp them, while the latter rarely had such choices.
Soon the speaker and host left the stage, and then two combat-type aliens came on the stage. They were both alien experts, one was a big black guy, the other was a fat guy, they just fit together.
"Hey, man, you were dead, you were dead! You will never be my opponent, but because of the speech of the nun, I decided to let you live, because you live Only then can you be my partner." Fatty Bai taunted excitedly, spewing out a bunch of rubbish that is most common in competitive sports.
The big black man stamped his feet and said: "You are dead, I will let you be my second dick forever!"
Then the two of them started fighting.
The fists and kicks on the high platform were very intense.
However, it was obvious that a mysterious ritual of damage control was arranged on the stage. There were not many sound and light effects, but everyone could still tell from the fists approaching the speed of sound and the phantom-like body movements that this was definitely not the case. An ordinary boxing championship match.
When those boxing champions come here, they will only become a piece of wood, a piece of wood that is so rotten that it is vulnerable to a blow.
No wonder boxing championships are no longer popular among the rich. There is an underground mutant fighting match in McCann that is their favorite.
And some people are born with a love for fighting, even if they become aliens.
At this point, many gentlemen in Dongzhou are far inferior. Many people do not like sweaty and graceless competitive activities, and prefer the mysterious and noble research profession.
McCann has the largest number of big fat men in the world and is also one of the largest sports and competitive markets in the world.
They have everything.
"Well done!" someone applauded.
“Hit me hard, I’m optimistic about you!”
“Bang!”
The fight between the two quickly became intense, but in Wen Rensheng’s eyes, That's the same thing, the speed is too slow, the strength is too light, and only the technique can be considered to be perfect.
After all, the so-called fighting skills are just so many things. The human body structure is there. It is enough to practice the skills to a certain level. There cannot be any invincible boxing and sword skills. I hope to learn a mysterious boxing skill. Being invincible is what laymen think.
Everyone in the know understands that strength, speed, reflexes, explosive power...these basic physical talents determine your upper limit.
If Wen Rensheng himself allows Da Mao to come to power, these indicators will naturally be more than ten times higher than the two of them under the passive increase, not counting other factors. No matter what skills they have, they will be It doesn't help, just like a child versus an adult.
There has never been such a thing as "four taels can equal a thousand catties". Wen Rensheng was able to achieve this because he had a hundred thousand catties of strength, so he could only use four taels when hitting someone. You only have four ounces of strength. If you want to move a thousand pounds, there is only one place to do it, with your lips.
At this moment, the two finally decided the winner.
The big black guy punched the fat guy in the abdomen for the last time, knocking the opponent to the ground, and then continued to attack, covering his head and face with a bunch of bastard punches.
"Stop, I'm already down, why are you still fighting? You don't have martial ethics!" Fatty Bai immediately begged for mercy. "The nun just said that you have to fight to the end. If you haven't lost your fighting ability, of course I will continue to fight." The big black man said blankly.
Everyone in the audience burst into laughter.
At this time, the referee came on the scene and stopped him.
"Okay, Mr. Solens, please stop. You have won the victory. The poor man in front of you is not a hateful monster, but our comrade-in-arms and our brother." The referee said.
The big black man touched his head and stretched out his hand to the fat man.
The white fat man also smiled, and then stretched out his hand.
When the two hands were meeting, the fat white man suddenly had a hard look in his eyes. His outstretched hand turned into a fist and punched the unsuspecting big black man on the chin.
"Bang!" This is a fatal blow.
The big black guy was knocked out and lay on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
"What are you doing?"
"You despicable guy!"
There was a sudden noise under the table.
And Wen Rensheng raised the corners of his mouth: "It's you after all."
When the scene just broke out, the white man the big cat was eyeing was crowded in the audience excitedly , his alien species was activated at that moment, and a blood-red mist that was difficult for others to observe filled the high platform.
The fat white man must have the intention of making a sneak attack, and using verbal deception is also in line with their habits. However, under normal circumstances, it is impossible for the other party to go back on the sneak attack in this situation.
Because he is not a fool after all, he came here to seek asylum, and his behavior just now will only make him cut off from the entire alien population.
No one wants to hang out with someone so stupid and treacherous.
Big Cat did not take action, but informed Milia who was watching from behind the stage.
What happened next was lackluster. The owner of the Killing Seed was quickly caught, and what he had just done was also played back on the spot, and he finally became the object of everyone's rage.
The most angry person was precisely the fat white man who made the sneak attack.
"It turns out it's you, you made me lose my reputation! You devil, you changed my reason, you must be purified!" Fatty Bai's voice was the loudest.
"Impossible, how could you find me?" When the pale man was caught, he still looked in disbelief.
"As long as you do something, it will leave traces." Professor Miley shook his head.
At this time, he truly understood the power of the big cat, leaving them helpless. The mouse, which had been helpless for a month, was exposed to the broad daylight.
Look at the guy who can't argue, like a child who was caught cheating by the teacher, he is so at a loss.
Who would have thought that he was the culprit behind a series of serial murderers?
Who can target him?
The other party should have just activated the alien species and has not even received any series of training. It is obvious that the long-term chaotic and closed life has lowered his IQ and made him unable to understand the principle of low-key development. His long-term humility led to a thirst for power, which made him eager to embark on a seemingly simple path.
Without Big Cat's guidance, the opponent might have become powerful quickly and become a figure like Baal, the God of Killing.
But when everything ends, he will be thrown back to his original form - a homeless man who can only eat relief and immerse himself in the glory of the past.
"Scoundrel, you are the favored one of the devil!"
"Burn him to death!"
"Strip out his alien species with the most cruel means! If you don't give it, He will take any anesthetic!”
After listening to the nun’s introduction and seeing the before and after experiences, everyone’s rage reached its peak.
(End of this chapter)