Chapter 295: What Happened
"It's really your style."
Meng Yu appeared next to Wang Jin, tilting his little head to look at him.
Powerful, confident, incredible.
These qualities are perfectly combined in Wang Jin, making him full of charm.
No one can guess what this man will do next second.
"You think I'm too messy?"
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows with a faint smile on his face.
Let Wangcai look like Yang Gao to attract attention, and sneak in to use the secret ritual himself.
There is also the qigong cannon that seems exaggerated but is actually the optimal solution.
Wang Jin's every step has been carefully considered to ensure that it is foolproof.
"No, I'm just worried that this situation cannot be repeated."
Meng Yu shook his head and expressed his thoughts.
Only by raising the pollution of the dream world to the highest level can Wang Jin use that unexpected attack.
This takes a long time to prepare, and the timing cannot be just right every time.
In addition, Meng Yu was also worried about Wang Jin's mental state.
After gaining the power of the gods, he has a vague connection with the dream world, but this is not a good thing.
This will expose him to more pollution.
The higher the concentration of pollution in the dream world, the stronger the power of the evil spirits.
Because His power comes from the dream world.
But the god of evil should not be a human being.
Wang Jin could not ignore the pollution, he would lose consciousness and even go into inevitable madness.
This is the price.
"Don't worry, I don't plan to use it a second time."
The young man spread his hands and showed a helpless smile.
He also knew that doing so was dangerous, but judging from the results, it was definitely worth it.
Killing five or six powerful opponents in one go will be of great help to the subsequent actions.
"I have to go, thank you for your help."
Wang Jin looked at Meng Yu with a smile and gently opened his hands.
The latter didn't say much, just tapped his chest lightly with his finger.
Wang Jin's consciousness blurred for a moment, as if he had fallen into a dark ocean.
After a brief moment of confusion, he suddenly opened his eyes.
"You look very bad."
There was a faint warmth behind her, and the girl's voice was full of worry.
"It's fine."
Wang Jin touched Ah Zi's slightly pale face and forced a smile.
The warmth coming from her body could slightly dispel some of the pollution, and it was because of this that he dared to act recklessly.
After experiencing the power of the gods in the dream world, Wang Jin only had four words in his heart.
It's better not to have any.
Originally, he could still enjoy using Qigong Cannon, but the cost was only a little inspiration.
But now, the connection between divine evil and dreams directly poured pollution into Wang Jin's inspiration.
This is why he fell into a coma immediately after rescuing Zhao Guangming.
"Well...it's okay to control it."
Wang Jin scratched his head and tried to get up from the ground.
He temporarily took off the uniform of the same style as the Command Bureau to prevent the audience from noticing the problem.
"Seventeenth."
Wang Jin searched the place where the people disappeared and stuffed several strange things into his backpack.
"call…"
Taking a deep breath, Wang Jin took steps again.
He is not a god, just an ordinary person who gets tired.
Killing seventeen of them by one person is almost the limit.
——
There was silence in the audience.
As the game progressed, more and more players gathered together.
Therefore, the large screen does not need to be divided into so many areas.
However, now, almost half of the position is occupied by that figure.
Wang Jin.
His steps were already a little tired and his figure began to stagger.
But he still keeps moving forward.
Of course, it wasn't his tenacious fighting spirit that made the audience shut up.
More than this, they wanted to know what Wang Jin had just done.
"Quick! They're coming out!"
Seeing those figures appearing on the edge of the ring, the crowd instantly became excited.
They looked at the leading shark and asked each other one by one.
"What happened? What happened?"
"Bah, damn."
The fat man spat, his originally kind face filled with murderous intent.
"I was killed by that kid's words."
"…ah?"
The audience was silent for a while, and then all of them cast doubtful looks at Ma San.
"Don't look at me, I was blasted away by Wang Jin who turned into a Saiyan with a Qigong cannon."
The long-faced man spread his hands, looking helpless.
"Me too."
"That's right, that's right."
The remaining few people nodded, proving that Ma San was not lying.
"…ah?"
The audience was silent again.
They only saw Yang Gao, who was talking, suddenly turn into a pile of black things and squirm away.
The others suddenly fell asleep before they had time to speak, and they slept soundly.
In a sense, they really slept to death.
"Wang Jin, can he kill people in his dreams?"
After a moment of silence, someone spoke up and guessed.
Obviously, this guess is not reasonable.
It's just as unreasonable as talking about killing that fat man full of murderous intent, or killing four or five strong men with a qigong cannon.
"These people have obviously been beaten stupid. Can they think through their thoughts before speaking?"
Almost instantly, another person spoke up to refute his guess.
"Support beating stupid people."
"Ah... don't worry about that for now, don't you think this kid is actually very strong?"
"A pure passerby who doesn't start fights or attract gangsters. Wang Jin is not only strong but also quite handsome."
“It’s very cool to support.”
"ha…"
A slightly hoarse laugh came, and a mobile phone was raised high.
The audience turned their attention to the owner of that hand.
It's the girl with heavy makeup.
She was killed by a mirror ghost that looked like Wang Jin before, and she couldn't even be killed.
Just when everyone thought this woman was going to say something shocking, she slowly spoke with a smile on her face.
"Prince of Paradise has raised the price again."
"What? I'm rich!"
"It's not a loss if you buy it now! I'll get a few more!"
The crowd became excited again, but the topic of discussion went in a strange direction.
"hiss…"
Han Dong at the judges' table frowned, his expression a little complicated.
He knew that those people were not lying, nor were they beaten stupid.
After all, he had seen with his own eyes that Wang Jin could really make a qigong cannon.
"This is a very clever move."
After thinking about Wang Jin's actions for a moment, Han Dong found this young man more and more interesting.
When the truth is absurd enough, people are more willing to believe their own guesses.
Coupled with a little bit of skills in controlling public opinion, Wang Jin perfectly hid his own strength.
"Oh...why don't they believe it?"
Shark sat in the corner and looked at Ma San helplessly.
They were enemies during the siege, but in reality there was no contradiction.
"Oh, this is the way the world is. No one believes you if you tell the truth."
The long-faced man sighed, looking depressed.
"Brother, I believe it."
A huge hand patted Ma San's shoulder, and Leonard nodded at him with a strange expression.
He suddenly felt sympathy for these unlucky guys who were still being plotted by Wang Jin after they were eliminated.
This chapter has been completed!