After an exciting speech, the atmosphere was completely heated up, which is very consistent with the tradition of McCann and Xizhou people.
Many of the aliens who originally came just to watch the fun, socialize, and hug their legs suddenly became serious.
How do you make a lure real? Make it real.
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 that 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. Now the McCann people have no way to retreat and retreat to the moon.
It may be a way out, but it can only last a while.
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.
He 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.
As for how to figure out the last one? It can only be said that it is a kind of intuition, mixed with the smell emanating from the other party's body, excited shouts, flushed face, and excited expression...
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. The former can always see some unwillingness and regret in his eyes, while the latter is very dull.<
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Because the former had many opportunities to choose success, but failed to grasp them, while the latter rarely had such opportunities to choose.
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 white guy, they just fit together.
"Hey, man? You were dead, you were dead! You will never be my opponent, but because of Her Excellency's speech? I decided to let you live, because you can be my partner only if you live.
"The white fat man taunted excitedly, and a bunch of trash talk that is most common in competitive sports came out.
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 fought together.
The fists and kicks on the high platform were very intense.
However, there was obviously a mysterious ritual to control damage 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 no ordinary boxing championship match.
.
When those boxing champions come here, they will only become a piece of wood, or a piece of wood that is so rotten that it is vulnerable to a blow.
Is it any wonder that boxing championship matches are no longer popular among the rich? There is an underground mutant fighting match in McCann, which is their favorite.
And some people are born with a love for fighting? This is true even if they become aliens.
At this point, many gentlemen in Dongzhou are far inferior. Many people don't like sweaty and graceless competitive activities. They prefer the mysterious and noble research profession.
McCann has the largest number of 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 like you!"
"Boom!"
The fight between the two quickly became intense. But in Wen Rensheng's eyes, it was just the same thing. The speed was too slow, the intensity was too light, and only the skills could be considered proficient.
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. If you expect to learn a mysterious boxing technique and you can be invincible, that is
An outsider’s thoughts.
Everyone in the know understands that strength, speed, reflexes, explosive power...it is these basic physical talents that determine your upper limit.
And if Wen Rensheng himself lets Da Mao 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, it will be of no use, just like children
Just like adults.
There has never been such a thing as "four taels can move a thousand catties". Wen Rensheng can realize this because he has the strength of one hundred thousand catties, so when he hits someone, he can only use four taels. You only have four taels of strength, and you want to move
There is only one place to achieve a thousand pounds, and that is with words.
At this moment, the two finally decided the winner.
The big black man punched the fat man in the abdomen with his last punch, knocking the opponent to the ground, and then continued to attack, covering his head and face with a bunch of bastard punches.
"Stop, I've already fallen, 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.
Fatty Bai 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, and his outstretched hand turned into a fist, and he punched the unsuspecting big black man on the chin.
"Bang!" This is a fatal blow.
The big black man was directly beaten out and lay on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
"What are you doing?"
"You despicable guy!"
Under the table, there was a sudden uproar.
Wen Rensheng, on the other hand, raised the corners of his mouth and said, "It's really you."
When the scene just broke out, the white man that the big cat was targeting 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.
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The fat white man must have the intention of sneak attack, and using verbal deception is also in line with their habits, but under normal circumstances, the other party is unlikely to regret 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 isolate himself from the entire alien population.
No one wants to hang out with someone so stupid and treacherous.
Big Cat did not take action, but notified 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 scene, 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 was 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 that guy who can't argue. He's like a child who was caught cheating by the teacher. He's so at a loss.
Who would have thought that he was the culprit who created a series of serial murderers?
Who can target him?
The other party must have just activated the alien species and has not even received any series of training. It is obvious that the long-term disorderly and closed life has lowered his IQ and made him unable to understand the principle of low-key development. The long-term humbleness has led to
His thirst for power made him eagerly 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.
However, everything is over, and he will be knocked back to his original form - a homeless man who can only eat relief and immerse himself in the glory of the past.
"Scoundrel, you devil's favored one!"
"Burn him to death!"
"Tear out his alien species using the most cruel means! Don't give him any anesthesia!"
After everyone listened to the nun's introduction and saw the before and after experiences, their rage reached its peak.
