"We are here to participate in the selection of assassins, not followers. Why do you look down on my fat master?" said the fat man.
The fat man was the one that the staff looked down upon the most. Ye Feng was in the ninth level of bodybuilding and might be as good as the last one, Jiang Yu. But you, a fat guy with 2 weights of bodybuilding, are definitely here for fun. I just look down on you. If you have the ability, you can take out the bronze medal. Just as he was thinking this, the next moment the scene that made him blind appeared.
The fat man took out his storage ring and took out the killer brands one by one. Most of them were silver medals, and there were actually quite a few gold medals, but the scariest thing was that Fatty occasionally took out red cards. He took it out again and again and muttered loudly, fearing that others wouldn't hear; "Oh, it's so hard to find the bronze medal. Where is it?"
Ye Feng took out his bronze medal and checked it with the people next to him. After confirming that he met the registration conditions, he went to Ren Xiaojin first, and the three of them continued to watch the fat man's performance. In fact, last night Ye Feng asked Fatty Jiang Yu to go to the underground brothel to get this storage ring filled with brands. And that brothel was run by You Ji, but unlike other brothels, it only sold artists but not their bodies. And the most important thing is that it is also one of the distribution centers of You Ji’s intelligence network. In fact, the two of them had the intention but not the courage last night. As for where those brands came from, it was even simpler. Ye Feng had killed so many people, wouldn't there be more brands? And in the Killer Guild, one point can be exchanged for 10,000 yuan. A bronze medal is worth 1,000 points, a silver medal is worth 10,000 points, which is 100 million yuan, a gold medal is worth 100,000 points, which is 1 billion, and a red medal is worth 1 million points, which is 10 billion.
The fat man dug out one by one, and there was already a mountain of signs outside. Not only the staff member, but also the people around him were blinded. In fact, there was a bronze medal in the fat man's ring. He deliberately didn't take it but went to get another medal, just to let everyone see it. At first, everyone was complaining that your family ran a shop selling killer brands, but then no one wanted to complain because their eyes changed.
Some thoughtful people around him have calculated that Fatty's pile of brands is almost 70 to 80 billion in pre-calculus terms. It is an understatement to say that the pile of signboards at the moment is worth a lot of money. And there is actually a red card. Once you get it, you can immediately become a red card killer. The fat man only has 2 weights of exercise. This is like a young child carrying a lot of gold through a busy street. Many people miss it. If it weren't for the security team composed of 6th level Qi refining masters at the scene, there would have been looting long ago.
At this moment, the fat man seemed to have finally found the bronze medal, and instantly piled up the priceless medals. With a look of disdain, he threw the bronze medal to the stunned staff member.
"This is what you want. Right?"
The fat man thinks he is pretending, full marks
. . .
After the registration is over, there is the primary election. The primary event is to defeat the organ man within the prescribed 5 minutes. The organ man is only physically strong, probably as good as the physical body of a second-level Qi refining monk, but has no spiritual power. In fact, at this time, invisible competition has already begun. The organizer will set up a ranking list here to see who takes the shortest time. Because every year after the official competition, someone would set up a betting game to bet on who can win the final victory. The performance at this moment is just like a preliminary exhibition match for the subsequent official match. It is also a good opportunity for newcomers to make their mark. So those unknown people with special skills are gearing up. Fortunately, the organizers saw the large number of people this time and temporarily added a lot of competition venues. So there are no longer crowded queues.
During this period, she experienced a lot of things, especially the incident with Ouran. Although Ren Xiaojin later recovered, Ye Feng looked at her, but he also felt that she had gained a hint of maturity without knowing it. It was not intentional. Instead of pretending, grow up slowly. Slowly transforming from a girl to a woman, Ye Feng didn't know if it was a good thing or not. After all, according to the data, women generally mature earlier than men, but Ye Feng believed that it was definitely not a bad thing. When he was thinking so
"Ren Xiaojin, please go to venue 5 to take the preliminary examination!" came from the distance!
"Ah, did someone call my name?" Ren Xiaojin suddenly stood up, "I'm here, I'm here," and waved to the examiner over there. He suddenly showed off his fiery spear and said confidently to Ye Feng.
"The gun is the king of weapons. Watch me become famous in one battle today, hahaha."
At this moment, Ye Feng really had the urge to break up her mature thoughts and throw them into the trash can, but she still held on and said with a smile: "Come on."
Ren Xiaojin took the gun and went there
Ye Feng pondered again, why he had such unreliable thoughts again, and whether he really should give Jiang Yu, the source of all evil, a beating and draw a clear mental boundary with him. At this moment, Jiang Yu was already competing with the spy in the assessment field. Suddenly he seemed to feel Ye Feng's eyes staring at him, and he felt a chill in his heart for no reason. He muttered in his heart, "Why is there suddenly a murderous aura?" He was almost distracted by the trap, Knocked the blaster to the ground.
Because Ye Feng's name hasn't been called yet, he went to see Ren Xiaojin's assessment.
After the assessment began, Ren Xiaojin, who was wearing a red and white short dress, burst out with fiery red spiritual power. The flames on the fiery spear ignited, and she rushed directly towards the machine man. Fighting together, in fact, this is nothing. With Ren Xiaojin's strength, it is more than enough to defeat the machine man in 5 minutes, but the problem is
"Look at the moves, the first move of Fiery Marksmanship is Moon Breaking"
"Fire Fire Marksmanship Second Style Cloud Piercer"
"Look at my fierce fire marksmanship, the third style of chasing the wind"
"Watch the moves, watch the moves, watch the moves."
"Howling Sun"
"Swallow the Moon"
"Broken Army Style"
"Breaking Formation"
"Destroy style"
"Eat my fire marksmanship - Thunder"
"Look at my ultimate move - a prairie fire"
. . .
At this moment, Ye Feng was already messy in the wind, and the examiner was also messy. He had seen so many candidates shout out their moves during a fight, because it could invisibly increase the power of the moves, but he had never seen that before. That's what you can talk about.
. . .
By this time Jiang Yu had finished the competition. When I came to Ye Feng's side, I saw this scene and asked Ye Feng jokingly;
"Lao Ye. Why is this guy of yours so talkative during fights? Can you bear it?"
Ye Feng nodded at him, wondering whether he should beat up the person in front of him before taking the assessment, and advance the plan to draw a clear line.
Ren Xiaojin's completion time was 2 minutes and 45 seconds, which was a good result. After some time, he arrived at Ye Feng. He just threw a throwing knife and sat down to drink tea. The flying knife and the machine man were fighting fiercely. Lehu, at the last second of time, the flying knife exploded directly, killing the machine man instantly, and it took exactly 5 minutes.
The fat man had a bit of a hard time, but the key is that the body of the machine man is strong, but he has no brains, and the fat man's ring is full of magic weapons. You Dou can slowly destroy the body, and finally passed the test smoothly.
