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Chapter 130 Mysterious Visitor, Acting

At this moment, in the competition arena known as "the starting point of dreams".

Contestants and spectators from all over the world come together.

There was a roar of people, and the waves of sound rose above the dust, as if they could disperse the clouds in the sky.

France, England, Germany, Japan, South Korea...

Russia, Canada, the United States, Brazil...

Australia, India, Argentina, China, Kazakhstan, Algeria...

Compared with the long-established Olympic Games, Earth's qualifying competition seems less orderly.

Spectators from all over the world sit together and cheer for each other's players.

They were arguing with each other red in the face, and occasionally they could be seen fighting each other without making any difference.

In this slightly fanatical atmosphere, the opening ceremony was hosted by Mr. Donald Spot.

Countdown to the opening ceremony, the flame symbolizing civilization, courage and wisdom is ignited, the flag enters the venue, VIP guests appear, high-profile star players speak, and the battle sequence is randomly assigned.

After each player is assigned an opponent...

God, things have changed!

Originally, the sky was clear blue, with a few white clouds floating vaguely.

Just in the blink of an eye, dark purple clouds appeared in the sky.

"What is this? It feels like something big is about to happen! Everyone, be careful! Pay attention to your left and right!"

"It's just a normal natural scene. I saw purple clouds in Sarajevo three years ago. It's not too unusual."

"When clouds contain a large number of particles, purple clouds may appear after refraction and diffuse reflection when exposed to sunlight."

"Go away from the popularization of science in Temeo! Take a good look, there is... someone in the sky!"

"A mirage?"

"No, it's a real 'human'... Of course, it could also be an alien!"

The audience, guests and contestants spoke various languages ​​and talked a lot.

They gradually realized that at the end of the sky, there was a person, stepping on the invisible stairs, walking towards them step by step.

Mr. Donald Spot, who was chatting and laughing with Empel Vladimir at the VIP table, jumped up excitedly.

He stood there stunned for two seconds, then suddenly pressed the headset in his left ear and roared with a red face: "Sh*t! Everyone, please take action!"

"Is taxpayer money used to raise pigs? Shoot down this troublemaker!"

Donald Spott's eyes were red with anger and his voice was trembling.

This global ranking competition is so important.

There must be no mistakes!

Regardless of whether they are aliens or earthlings, if they dare to cause trouble, they must be killed!

Peter, Buffett, Soros, Livermore, Rogers, O'Neil, Nissen...

Rockefeller, Morgan, Rothschild, Dupont, Meron...

Habsburg, Kennedy, Wittgenstein, Ford...

These new financial giants or the plutocrats who have been passed down for generations have repeatedly emphasized the importance of Earth's ranking.

Donald Spot still wants to continue playing with these big guys.

He still wants to stay in his position for a few more years and doesn't want to be kicked out of the circle, so he has always been very cooperative.

I don't want to cause a rift in my cooperative relationship with those chaebol giants because of this unexpected incident!

In less than a second, a response quickly came from the micro headset: "The results of the District 7 database query have come out! This person has never appeared on the earth!"

"According to our data analysis, this person is a typical East Asian race. His clothing and behavior patterns completely restore the customs of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period of China. There is a 98% possibility that he is an alien imitating the Chinese.

people!"

After hearing this, Donald Spot felt a chill coming from the soles of his feet and going straight to his forehead. His whole body felt chilly and the hair on the back of his head stood up.

He took a deep breath and banged his fist on the table twice, as if to strengthen his belief.

"All departments are prepared! Try to capture this alien life form alive! If necessary, it can be killed!"

However, at critical moments, someone always slips up.

Donald Spott quickly received a reply: "All the equipment near the 'Dream Launch Site' failed at the same time! Including spare parts, they are all unusable!"

Donald's face turned purple with anger.

He just wanted to bring the first Earth Ranking Tournament to a successful conclusion, so how could he encounter such an unscientific thing?

Which country's special personnel are so awesome?

Even Mr. Bond in the movie can't do it in the real world!

"ah6 Bird, oh58 Kiowa, rah-66 Comanche, get all these sons of bitches out!"

After saying this, Donald Spotford, who looked like no one was good, turned his head and looked toward the southeast of the arena where his dream took off.

That’s where Choi Sang-hwan, the only person with golden eyes in Korea, is located.

Recently, many rumors are saying that all supernatural things after the Red Moon are caused by this person, and this person is the culprit that causes all supernatural phenomena to occur.

Although people with intelligence above the normal level think this is nonsense, there are many people who cannot stand such rumors!

Donald Spot noticed that at this moment, the great superstar, Mr. Choi Sang-hwan, who was suspected to be the mastermind behind the scenes, was kneeling on the ground at some point.

This man had tears in his eyes and looked like a devout believer.

"The acting is so **fake!"

"Go to Hollywood and find two third-rate actors, and they are ten times better than this guy!"

Donald Spott's eyes twitched, and he used all his willpower and reason to resist the urge to immediately send someone to arrest Cui Sanghuan for autopsy.

Watching the helicopter turn its wings and fly towards the pretentious Asian in the sky, he reluctantly calmed down and sat next to Empel Vladimir, forcing a smile.

"Take it easy."

Empel Vladimir, a tall man next to him, patted Donald Spot on the shoulder carelessly: "It's such a small thing, it's meaningless to take it too seriously."

The ruthless man who had flattened his fangs blinked his dark golden eyes.

Empel Vladimir crossed his legs, rubbed his chin with his left hand, and said with a gloating smile: "The Apostle John said, 'Yahweh allowed this to happen for His own good pleasure.'"

"So, don't worry too much, everything will be fine."

Donald Spot almost fell out on the spot.

He used all his willpower to chew up the curse words that came to his lips, "Take it easy, mom, you little bastard raised by Bichi" and swallowed it into his stomach.

Donald Spott could only grimace and suppress his anger.

But……

To tug at the sensitive heartstrings of Russians?

It’s better to count the ball!

Fighting nations are not easy to deal with.

Those guys believe in a very weird view. They can provoke others, but if others tease them, they will immediately fall out on the spot.

Empel Vladimir is even more outstanding.

Thinking of this, Donald Spot sighed, raised his head, and looked up at the mysterious alien visitor in the sky.


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