"Fuck, this is impossible! They are definitely playing fake punches!"

The angry audience rushed to the ring and demanded an explanation from the organizer. Do they think the audience are all fools?

You know, some sports and entertainment media have done experiments. When a lightweight professional boxer does not hit the head, neck and other vital parts, the heavy punches he exerts with maximum strength can at most make the fat superman feel a little pain.

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The world record for heavyweight men's weightlifting, the clean and jerk in the 94kg category is only 233kg, and the clean and jerk in the 105kg category is just over 260, but they are about the same weight as Fat Man.

When Fat Superman was well prepared, even the 105kg weightlifting champion could not throw him to the ground.

Not to mention a finger, if Fat Superman stood there and let his opponent throw him, he might not fall! What's more, the challenger on the opposite side is not the official champion, not even the heavyweight Fang Rengeng and his like, but a famous person.

A little-known newcomer!

[Fat Superman actually lost? It’s so outrageous that his mother opened the door for outrageousness, it’s so outrageous!]

【So fast, the first round is not over yet.】

[Fuck, what did I see? Fat Superman was knocked over by that hairy boy with one finger? This is too fake! Half a ton of weight, one finger? Do you think this is a martial arts movie? 】

[Haha, even martial arts movies wouldn’t dare to shoot like this! Urban superpowers are still close.]

The scene was in an uproar, and the security guards struggled to maintain order. The referee stepped forward and asked Fat Superman if he should continue the game.

Fat Superman's huge body collapsed on the ring. The fall to the ground had a big impact on his shoulders, neck, and back, but it was still within the tolerance range. He wanted to get up, but when he moved slightly, He Yu pointed at him.

There was a stinging pain wherever the sharp edge struck.

Fat Superman patted the floor helplessly: "I think I need a little help."

He Yu held up Fat Superman's head and neck, then put his arms through his armpits and lifted him up. The two faced the roaring mountains and tsunami below the ring side by side, and Fat Superman said gently: "You are very discerning and your shots are accurate.

"

Only the person involved knows that He Yucai's movements seem to be haphazard, but in fact every finger is pointing at his most important points. If Fat Superman's energy is a river, then these points are undoubtedly the narrowest river channels and the most important points for the current flow.

The most urgent place.

The two people stepped off the stage, and the security guards struggled to stop the audience a few steps away.

"Do you need me to explain?" Fat Superman's actions are still a little difficult. The place where he was hit is still sore and swollen. The flowing magma is forcibly cut off at several points. Both ends of the point are accumulating energy, trying to break through the obstruction.

Get moving again.

He Yu said calmly: "No need. I'm just curious, are there many people like you?" As if he just participated in an ordinary competition, many transformed people suddenly appeared in the world. Six games in three games

Individually, Fang Rengeng's legs, Robert's arms, and Fat Superman's entire skeleton are not something that ordinary people can achieve through training.

"More, not much." Fat Superman didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly fell silent. After pondering for a long time, he said: "You are very strong, and I have a feeling that your training methods are different. If you are willing

Trust me, don't accept transformation under any circumstances."

"Why." He Yu asked.

Fat Superman remained silent for a longer time. After a long time, until the two of them were sitting in the lounge together, he slowly said: "I suspect that the medical institution that is undergoing transformation is using us for experiments."

This institution called Eye on the Mountain is a medical institution hidden in the shadows. It is not well-known to the outside world. It is mostly spread through word of mouth from people in the circle. However, the fighting industry is a market with huge potential around the world. Every year

Countless newcomers are pouring into this industry, trying to carve out a niche. Under the leadership of the club, Eye on the Mountain recruits countless people with excellent physical fitness to undergo body transformation every year.

The organization claims to "customize" potential-stimulating drugs according to different people's characteristics, but in fact the parts that are ultimately modified are highly random, and the number of deaths remains high. What really arouses Fat Superman's suspicion is that his master is

He died mysteriously after undergoing transformation.

He was having a video chat with his master who was competing abroad. One second he was chatting happily, and the next second his master's skin suddenly turned red. Fat Superman thought he was acclimated, but the master said nonchalantly that this sudden surge of enthusiasm

This situation happens very frequently, and I have become accustomed to it recently.

But this time the blood seemed to be rioting particularly violently. Before the teacher could hang up the video call, a sharp pain hit him, and the phone fell on the floor. The teacher was rolling on the floor in pain, and his temples bulged, as if there was something there.

It was as if he wanted to fall out of a slope, but in less than two minutes, he fell into a coma.

Fat Superman was frightened and wanted to call an ambulance for the teacher, but the teacher suddenly woke up and stopped him sternly. In the last minute of his life, the master told him that if the club asked him to go to an institution for reform, he must not

Agree, and then threw the phone out of the window.

Fat Superman was at a loss, and his instinct made him hide the communication with the teacher from the club.

Later, the club published the teacher's obituary, and the official conclusion was that he died of sudden cardiac death. Only then did Fat Superman understand the teacher's good intentions and became suspicious of the club and the Eye on the Mountain.

"I didn't want to be reformed, but I couldn't let go of my teacher's death, so I finally decided to take a risk. Fortunately, there was some commotion outside, and I took advantage of the chaos to pull out the syringe and sneak away quietly. Before going out, I saw many similar

There were people like me in the cubicles. But the panels next to them showed the doses and types of injections they were receiving."

"But obviously no one has asked me which medicine to choose and which dose of injection."

The rest room was silent for a while, except for the slight noise caused by the operation of the machine.

Robert's weird arm, Ang Qin's abnormal condition when he was defeated, Xu Yan's meridians that were so dry that they were almost like a dead man, Fat Superman's bones that contained energy like magma, and his teacher's abnormal death... these things seemed to come one after another.

The slideshow plays on a loop in my mind.

He Yu suddenly realized: These people are the epitome of transformation technology at different stages.

It turns out that transformation has never stopped. So after so many years, how many victims must there be inside and outside the industry? Who has so much energy to hide the entire chain so tightly that there is almost no relevant news on the Internet? What they planned

What is it again? What improvements have they made over the years?

"If I were you, I would definitely be extra careful lately." Fat Superman suddenly reminded.

He Yu raised an eyebrow high. Could it be that this group of people is not only looking for people who voluntarily undergo transformation through the club? But after Fat Superman said this, he kept silent, obviously not revealing more.

Fat Superman was kind enough to take the risk to tell him the truth after meeting by chance. He Yu stopped asking questions and just stood up and said, "I'm going to see Ang Qin."

Opening the door to the lounge, He Yu found that the outside was surrounded by angry spectators.

Several referees and Hu Yunjin crowded in awkwardly under the escort of security guards. The host's carefully done hairstyle was messed up, and her eyes were filled with panic. She grabbed He Yu and pushed him away.
Chapter completed!