Chapter 387 A group of people beat up hundreds of people
Author: Back to business
Chapter 387 A group of people beat up hundreds of people
Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.
After Yang Ming met with Allison, he went back to his room, lingered with Mimi Li who had been waiting for a long time, and began to sleep peacefully.
What kind of wave is happening outside has nothing to do with him.
He even announced that he would compete with the New Federation's warriors, but he didn't even prepare for the arena. He simply posted a provocation video to see if the New Federation responded to the challenge.
If the New Federation dares to agree, then he will teach the reformers of the New Federation a lesson;
If the New Federation doesn't give a damn, you can just watch the second video to get a feel for the New Federation's political system and laugh at the fact that there are no "men" in the New Federation.
As for the effect of doing so.
Yang Ming felt very happy if he could make the New Federation feel sick.
He is also a very simple person. From the time when the New Federation directly attacked the Luofeng Elandu planet to the poison gas bomb incident on the Saka planet, he had no intention of understanding each other with the New Federation. He was not qualified to replace the dead and enemies in the disaster.
understanding.
Before going to bed, Mimi Li lay on Yang Ming's chest. Although she was very sleepy, she still asked in a low voice:
"What are you going to do?"
"There will be a live broadcast fight tomorrow," Yang Ming said calmly, "They want to drive a wedge between me and the empire, so I will retaliate in their own way. If they are in the first grade of junior high school, I will be in the fifteenth grade."
"Uncle, your vocabulary is so rich."
Mimi Li bit her lip lightly and whispered softly in Yang Ming's ear: "Then you have a good rest tonight and conserve your strength... eh?"
"It's impossible to rest. You're too angry."
Yang Ming sighed softly, lowered his head and kissed her.
Although Mimili wanted to remind him a few more words, she quickly fell into the passion of life, put down everything and began to enjoy this short period of madness.
Early the next morning.
Mimili hugged the pillow and didn't want to get up. She was feeling groggy.
Yang Ming placed a kiss on her forehead, gestured to Mimi Li's ring, reminding Lu to keep an eye on Mimi Li, and quickly changed into the imperial military uniform prepared in the wardrobe.
After all, this was the territory of the New Federation, so Yang Ming gave them some face by not wearing the few medals he had received for fighting against the New Federation.
Before leaving the house, Yang Ming looked at himself in the mirror and grinned.
There was a bit of self-deprecation in the smile.
You are no longer naive, Comrade Xiao Yang.
…
Because of the missile attack, the meeting between the Imperial Investigation Team and the New Federation was postponed for two days.
The New Federation began to build publicity, portraying the Empire's hero White Specter as a 'hero who protects civilians', trying to remove the Empire's exclusive label from White Specter.
Immediately afterwards, White Ghost publicly issued a declaration of war to compete with the soldiers of the New Federation. The video of the declaration of battle used provocative sentences, and it immediately aroused widespread discussion at a time when the popularity was rising rapidly.
Allison and others hardly slept all night.
They kept discussing what the White Ghost wanted to do and whether this discussion would turn into a violent conflict between the warriors of both sides.
If an armed conflict breaks out on the surface of Minter City, and one side still represents the Empire, and if the side representing the New Federation loses again, it will simply be a stampede in the face of the ruling party.
This discussion, or debate, extended from the Internet to the parliament, from the red light districts at the bottom of the buildings, to the high-end restaurants of the outer space station, igniting the entire city of Minte like wildfire.
As a result, the spokesperson of the New Federal Ministry of Defense had to hold an emergency press conference, use reporters to ask questions, and downplay the incident's "preliminary characterization."
"This is just a private challenge initiated by Mr. White Ghost. It is a friendly exchange within the people and has nothing to do with the diplomatic attitudes of the two countries.
"Mr. White Ghost wants to inspire the soldiers of our New Federation to continuously improve their professional skills. This should also be a statement made by the Imperial Investigation Team to encourage the two countries to return to peaceful diplomatic relations.
"In addition, according to our team's understanding, several super soldier project teams of the Ministry of National Defense are particularly interested in this matter. They also want to know how powerful the ancient god's life transformation body that can sweep across the entire empire contains.
, this will definitely accumulate more valuable experience for our super soldier project.
"Of course, our super soldier project is based on the genes of human rights and democracy, so the progress is much different than that of the empire. This is also the limitation of our liberal democratic system on such sensitive experiments.
"No matter what, let's wait and see about this exchange meeting."
This press conference almost made the people of Gliss extremely angry.
This is a good talk that goes on and on, blocking all roads.
This round of games between the two sides has an air of absurdity. What was originally a serious and rigorous political topic has now become more entertaining.
Gris quickly received three messages from the New Federation.
The venue for tomorrow's exchange meeting has been determined, and it is at a stadium near the hotel.
Because the New Federation wanted to mobilize their strongest super soldiers, which would take some time, the exchange meeting was held in the afternoon.
The New Federation has the sole right to broadcast the exchange meeting and does not allow any other means to broadcast it to the outside world.
Gris did not tolerate the other party, and had a heated debate on the third message. The two sides even met at dawn for exchange talks, and finally ensured that the Imperial Investigation Team also had the right to broadcast the exchange meeting live.
Within the empire, White Ghost's live broadcast preview was sent out several hours in advance.
Therefore, when Boss Yang woke up in the morning and communicated with other members of the Imperial Investigation Team, Gris was so surprised.
——Yang Ming never thought about live broadcasting this competition in the empire.
What White Ghost is best at is building public opinion and mobilizing public sentiment, but this time it chose to remain silent and not live broadcast with great fanfare.
"No," Gris didn't quite understand, "Then what are you going to do today?"
"Let's compete with them," Yang Ming shrugged, "Don't you think it would be cool to beat their strongest reformers to the ground and then say to them - none of them can beat them?
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"Of course it's cool, but," Gris muttered, "Okay, if you don't have any other arrangements, then just compete with them."
Yang Ming patted Gris on the shoulder and smiled slightly.
"Don't worry, it's just a small problem. Come with me?"
"Well," Gris breathed out slowly, "If you are not a strong opponent, you can let me fight. Although I am only an ordinary modified body, I can still fight."
Yang Ming gave a thumbs up: "Yes, but you may not have this chance."
"Why?"
"I didn't say that today's competition was a one-on-one challenge."
Gris stared at Yang Ming's back as he left with his hands behind his hands. He didn't know what to say for a moment.
Gee, this is a bit too arrogant.
However, he likes it.
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In the afternoon, this exchange meeting, which was quickly mobilized by the New Federation because of a video, officially kicked off.
All members of the Empire's investigation team, including members of the Empire's secret forces, have arrived at the venue - an indoor sports center. Together with a dozen officials sent by the New Federation, they became the only spectators at the scene.
More than 120 new federal reformed soldiers, dressed in uniform white vests, military pants, and military boots, with sharp eyes and serious expressions, stood in six rows in the middle of the stadium.
Two New Federation school-level officers served as the leaders and stood at the front of the queue, both looking at the position of the rostrum.
The suspended balls form a shooting matrix, which can restore 100% of the images here and present them to a small group of powerful people and plutocrats in the New Federation.
There is no live broadcast here.
Because the New Federation expected that their transformed warriors would lose ugly.
In the stands, Yang Ming sat quietly for a while until Congressman Allison walked over on his own initiative.
"Mr. Ghost, the sparring session you want," Allison made an inviting gesture to the person below, "Although I don't know if you just want to vent your energy, we still used the highest standards to bring you the best
A strong group of transformation warriors."
"They are not the strongest," Yang Ming said calmly, "Where are the bosses imprisoned in the New Federal Special Prison?"
Allison frowned.
Of course he knew who Yang Ming was talking about.
Several reformers who appeared in "The Abyss" as individual bosses in the middle period of the New Federation are now being imprisoned in an area that is half prison and half laboratory because of their anti-human tendencies and their huge destructive power.
Allison smiled and said: "Do you think this is a game? These below are the elites of our New Federation."
"It's really boring," Yang Ming shook his head, "Since they can't stop me, I'll just apply to the top and say I want to compete with those guys."
Allison's eyes changed a little, and he smiled and said: "Although I don't know what you are talking about, out of respect for your rescue action yesterday, I will report it to the superiors."
A few minutes later, Allison came over again.
"Sorry, if you want to spar with those uncontrolled criminals, you have to wait for the next opportunity. We can't allow such dangerous people to enter Minter City."
Gris wondered: "Who is it?"
"The product of the New Federation's failed genetic experiment," Yang Ming muttered in a low voice, "It's quite powerful. I actually don't know much about it. I'm just trying to deceive them now. I didn't expect it to actually exist."
Gris leaned back.
Allison almost rolled his eyes in anger.
At that moment, Yang Ming stood up, moved his joints, raised his hands slightly, and slowly lifted his body into the air on the stand, drifting slowly downwards.
This scene of flight of thoughts made the atmosphere at the scene suddenly become much more lively.
The group of burly men all looked at Yang Ming feverishly, staring at him as he fell in front.
Two school-level officers stepped forward and gave a military salute.
"Your Excellency White Ghost! Will the exchange meeting begin now?"
"Well," Yang Ming nodded, "please leave, I don't need a host."
The two officers looked a little ugly, but they still saluted and left, quickly exiting the edge of the batting ring.
Yang Ming walked a few steps in front of these people with his hands behind his back, and suddenly laughed:
"Everyone, I don't see anger in your eyes. Do you want to come here to sing, dance, and hold hands to praise world peace?"
More than one hundred and twenty reformed warriors did not answer, but there was a bit more fighting spirit in their eyes.
"Look at me," Yang Ming said calmly, "I am an enemy you cannot reach at this stage. During the war between the empire and you, I completed gang-hopping operations against your flagship ship, and also invaded your largest ship.
In the fortress, where you have to compete head-on with transformation warriors of your level, my assessment of you is... you are vulnerable."
Harden, the fists of these transformation warriors have begun to harden.
A little further away in outer space, hidden in the Dongfeng in the sky above Mingte City, Lu and 026 looked at the projection screen in front of them with expressions of admiration.
The boss is really too arrogant.
Yang Ming's voice continued to be heard, and Lu wanted to edit based on today's video, so his eyes widened at this moment, and he would not miss any details.
Yang Ming continued:
"Very good, your eyes are a bit murderous now. Do you want to beat me? Or do you want to just use the laser gun to open a few holes for me?"
"I have always felt that the so-called freedom and democracy of your new federation is the biggest joke in the galaxy. You should feel it yourself when you are in it. One-third of the population of the huge Minter City is low-income people.
I earn a bright salary, but I can't live a good life because of the high prices on this planet.
"What concept do they instill in you? Rich people should enjoy everything, but they won't tell you that in this compound interest society model, the income from an asset of 10 million will always be greater than 101,000 times. No,
It should be much more than a hundred times.
"The so-called democracy should be based on fairness and equality, what about you?
"Are the muscles in your face moving?"
Yang Ming pointed at a soldier and said calmly: "Do you want to come up and beat me? Then what are you waiting for?"
"Mr. Ghost!"
One person took a firm step forward and said loudly: "You are called the strongest cyborg in the galaxy. Today we are ordered to come to have a friendly discussion with you!"
"There's so much nonsense," Yang Ming said, "I'm just going to stand here and let you beat me, come on? What a bunch of cowards."
"ah!"
The reformed soldier directly in front of Yang Ming roared and rushed towards Yang Ming, hitting the bridge of Yang Ming's nose with his fist.
Yang Ming didn't move, his eyes were very quiet.
boom!
Yang Ming's body was directly smashed into the air. The modified warrior's arms were bulging with veins and his muscles were twitching slightly due to the full force of his attack.
There was silence.
Yang Ming lay there quietly, as if he was stunned, but his laughter soon started.
He floated up slowly, without any scars on his face, and shook his head with a little regret.
"That's it?"
The reformed warrior who took action shouted again, as if to embolden himself, tapping his toes on the ground, his figure was like an arrow leaving the string, heading straight in front of Yang Ming's eyes, his fists exploded with thunderbolts, and his muscles bulged instantly,
Showed amazing explosive power.
The modified warriors here are also top biochemical modified warriors who can tear apart small transport ships with their hands!
But this time, the warrior's fist was tightly grasped by a big hand.
Yang Ming did not retreat, but just moved slightly to the side. The absolute strength advantage suppressed the opponent's explosive power, and caused the New Federation soldier's body to flutter to the side uncontrollably.
Yang Ming arched his knees and controlled the force, locking it on the soldier's ribs.
With the crisp sound of bones cracking, the warrior flew up high and fell heavily, causing the whole place to fall into silence.
Yang Ming turned to look at the field: "Come together, cowards."
Loud roars echoed in the field, and one of the biochemically modified people burst out of his clothes, his muscles expanded rapidly, his body grew in size, and he surged towards Yang Ming.
Yang Ming suddenly recoiled and plunged into the crowd of transformed people.
He did not use any mental impact methods, purely physical confrontation, fist and foot collision, and looked at his ability to resist blows and his own attack ability.
One after another the figures kept flying backwards.
There were faint punch marks and shoe prints on Yang Ming's body.
He will also be suppressed for a short period of time. After all, it is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands, but as long as he finds an opportunity, one or two of these fighters will fly out.
A fierce and physical fight began in the batting ring.
If he had to use one word to describe the current scene, he would call it... a big man covered in body...
Half an hour later.
Yang Ming was breathing heavily, standing in the middle of the wailing strong men on the ground, wanting to light a cigarette for himself.
There was nothing serious about him, and his skin was not torn. It was just that his shirt was torn into several strips of cloth, which made him look a little embarrassed.
"The New Federation's biochemical modification technology is really not good."
Yang Ming grinned, looked down at the soldiers who could no longer stand up, and said calmly:
"Remember, in the future, when you reformers from the New Federation see the reformers from our empire, you will lower your heads and leave.
"What right do you have to look down on the empire?
"Under the oppression of imperial power, real democracy and freedom may be born. Who can say for sure about such things as thought?"
After saying that, Yang Ming shook his head, turned around and slowly flew up, floating back to the stand where the Imperial Investigation Team was.
On the Dongfeng, Lu and 026 have already entered working mode. Today's video editing is completely centered around Boss Yang's last words. Of course, this short video that will be widely circulated among the empire's social groups will only be from the New Federation.