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07. The second disease also has to win the battle

Faced with Mu Su's harsh words, the strong man's response was to thrust his fists and his joints were clattering.

With sharp black eyes, Mu Su looked up at the strong man, and his eyes were cold: "I can kill you in more than 700 ways at any time, anywhere, bare hands and empty-handedness. Not only did I receive a lot of bare hands training, but I can also freely enter the armory. I will use these to erase you, the poor worm, from this land."

Anger flashed by, the strong man sneered and stretched out his palm towards Mu Su.

Mu Su turned a blind eye to the dark night, and his ink-colored pupils were sharp and cold: "Your shit. Your self-righteous behavior will cause you to be revenge inhumanely, and now you will pay the price. I will let you feel my anger, you will be overwhelmed by my anger, and you will die."

The textbook-like threat of secondary 2 caused applause and cheer from the audience in the studio.

"It's worthy of being Mu Susu!"

"Fuck him to death! Fuck him to death!"

"Put his bald head into his buttocks!"

Mu Su, who is mentally abnormal, naturally has a group of fans with abnormal mental disorders. They will of course say things that are mentally abnormal.

Mu Su's eyes were as bright as a paint, and his strong bald man was inexplicably nervous and looked at his companions.

"He is just a pauper who loses all his wealth. You are not really afraid of him, are you?" A strong man on the side of Mu Su sneered.

The words of his companion added a little courage to the bald man. He calmed down slightly. Mu Su, who was watching all this, shouted coldly: "This is a game. We are players, you are NPC. If you know the appearance, you will pretend that nothing happened today. If you don't know the mercy, don't blame me for being polite."

"What..." The strong man around was stunned, and then laughed as if he heard something incredible.

That's now!

Mu Su suddenly reached into his arms and raised his sand, splashed and shouted loudly: "Sand Waterfall Funeral!"

It is common sense to grab a handful of sand every time you arrive.

The bald strong man was laughing, and a swell of sand came, covering his face and screaming, and then fell in a hurry. Taking advantage of this, Mu Su ran out of the siege and rushed into the lane.

There was a guardrail in the middle of the street. Mu Su crossed the lane, holding his hands on the street guardrail, and climbed over quickly.

Smack

After his feet were mixed in the fence, Mu Su slapped his face on the black road. The sound was so clear that he could hear it.

Passers-by and spectators around the street were all gasping for a while, feeling their faces hurt.

Fortunately, there was no pain, and even the nosebleed did not flow. Mu Su got up in a hurry. He muttered in his heart that he hadn't jumped for too long and forgot that he had failed to cross.

After getting up, I saw that the bald strong man had already chased him, and his face was full of flesh and punched him!

In an instant, Mu Su's eyes were as deep as the night, and his attention was highly concentrated. Everything around him quickly slowed down in front of him. His bald face and his slow fist wrapped in the wind.

Mu Su quickly analyzed how to fight the enemy.

The kinetic energy carried by the fist is approximately 150~250 joules, which is distributed throughout the fist. Four joints are subject to the highest force, roughly 100 joules. The wind is now southwest, which means that the fist will weaken some kinetic energy against the wind. However, the remaining 90 joules of energy hit the cheek is enough to cause certain injuries. The fist is 35 degrees, the arm length is approximately 83m, and the fist is steady and has no up and down fluctuations. In other words, if you do not avoid it, this punch will hit the side of the cheekbones, and the carousel energy will be transmitted to the brain through the skull, and there is a high probability of a slight concussion. If the fall posture is wrong, it may be even worse... it cannot be handled hard.

At this point, Mu Su quickly thought about how to avoid it.

The fist is very fast, and you should be able to barely reach out to resist when you swing your fist. However, the center of gravity of your body is too high and it is easier to be knocked down by a punch, and it is even more difficult to resist. You should retreat your right foot and sink your center of gravity, so that you can barely catch this punch and then start to fight back. The strong man's eyes are red and narrowed slightly, indicating that his vision has not yet recovered. Then the best way is

Bang!

The fist hit Mu Su's left face firmly, and his body staggered against the guardrail.

The bald strong man walked towards Mu Su without any haste and said with a grim smile: "Is that all?"

Can you only use that move?

Mu Su sighed in his heart and looked around calmly. It was easy to hurt others, but there was no other way...

No longer hesitated, Mu Su raised his palm, reached his thumb to his mouth, and bit it hard!

Bang!

The strong man punched another punch, and Mu Su staggered to the ground.

The transformation was actually stopped...

Mu Su gritted his teeth, quickly got up and closed his hands with his palms, placed them on his left waist and then opened them, curled his fingers.

"turtle"

Still having a right hook punch, Mu Su staggered a few steps to the left, but he didn't fall. He gasped, spread his right hand and held it coldly and said, "Rusuenwan!"

The strong man walked over calmly and raised Mu Su and threw him over his shoulder!

Bang!

The sound of the body hitting the ground was extremely clear. This time Mu Su got up much slower. Although there was no pain, the relevant perceptions were all reflected in the characters. For example, when his eyes were filled with stars and the buzzing sounds in his ears.

He had difficulty getting up, but could not tell the difference between the south and north, and he swayed and got up: "The same move will not play a second role in the Saint Seiya..."

The strong man behind him kicked him out, and Mu Su fell forward a few steps and lost his balance and fell to a car.

There was no one in the car, and the driver had already hid on the side of the road when he saw the fight.

The audience could not bear to watch it anymore, and they didn't know whether to sympathize or laugh at this time. Eugene opened her mouth and didn't know what to say. The fans of Mu Susu in the audience were heartbroken, and some people who were fragile inside were already crying. The main camera swept across the audience, and many viewers who saw this scene complained in their hearts.

Do you want to be so exaggerated?

A hand trembled and held the car door. Then a figure struggled to get up.

He was in a mess, his left cheek was swollen so much that his left eye was squeezed with only a gap.

Mu Su turned around, and the strong man stood a few meters away, and came with a grinning smile.

That's now!

Mu Su reached into the car and pulled the light switch hard!

"Fatty fist!"

Mu Su shouted out the name of the move, while the original low beam of the headlight suddenly switched to high beam. The strong light was dazzling, and the strong man caught him off guard and raised his hand to block it. But he was still half a beat slow, and he could not see anything except a burning white in his eyes.

Just then, he heard Mu Su shouting.

"Sa Beining said today!"

Mu Su climbed to the front of the car, held the car radio station in hand, jumped up and smashed it hard at the strong man's head!

Bang!

The car-mounted radio station was broken into pieces, and the strong man's head was blooming, leaving bright red blood.

He screamed and staggered back, narrowed his eyes and pointed at the figure in the light, revealing his fierce light: "You actually dare..."

Mu Su pointed his finger at him with a cold face: "You are dead."

The strong man was no longer showing off his strength, and his eyes rolled and fell to the ground unconscious.

Mu Su threw away the broken parts on his hand, lay on the front cover of the car a few steps back, looked at the stars in the sky and raised his fists, and his chest was relaxed.

"I won!"

...

In the audience, Mu Susu fans cried with joy and cheered loudly. The other audience members were not stingy and stood up to applaud.

Many viewers who saw this scene complained fiercely. So should they be so exaggerated?
Chapter completed!
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