Bind to the National Games and start playing as an Olympic athlete

Yanhua's live broadcast room exploded.

Yang Yun's words were like a bomb exploded in the hearts of Yanhua people, reminding all Yanhua people of that humiliating history.

A hundred years ago, eight beasts opened the gate of Yanhua with guns and ammunition, and did evil in the land of Yanhua.

Today, Yang Yun's contract is just a reproduction of the contract he signed with the eight beasts back then.

It's just that the insulted has risen strongly, while the insulted has been trampled underfoot. In just a hundred years, the rapidity of identity exchange is amazing.

"The sweeping monk is mighty!"

"Exhaust, really relieve!"

"My grandfather's long-cherished wish has finally come true!"

"If I can get back the debts of the year in my lifetime, I will die in peace, old man."

. . . .

The bullet screens were full of Yang Yun's mighty words, and Song Xiong next to Yang Yun clenched his fists tightly, and almost couldn't help crying.

"This is our plan. You can read it. After reading it, I hope you still have confidence."

The head of state nodded, and the moment Song Xiong stood up, he felt that the original stalwart figure was a little rickety.

"You're not provocative? You have to dance on the grave to be provocative, right?"

The Führer worries more than anyone.

"How do I see it? You two have made a decision, how can I see it?"

All of this is because of that person, Yang Yun.

When Bundert heard this, he couldn't help complaining in his heart.

What happened a hundred years ago was the greatest shame in Yanhua's history, and now Yang Yun wants to wash away this shame.

Yang Yun looked at Bendert indifferently, his eyes became colder and even angry.

After reporting the situation, Song Xiong looked at the head of state whose expression had not changed, and asked a question tentatively.

In the capital city, in the center of Yanhua's power, sat a man with half-white hair but piercing eyes.

"Isn't this impulsive? If we really want to fight, it will not be good for both parties."

"Let's fight, we may not win, but you will definitely lose!"

"Besides, you also said that there is nothing to be afraid of, a small worm."

"Yang Yun's opinion is my opinion,"

"The next competition of the IWC Olympic Games will be held tomorrow, and the event is shooting."

Listening to Yang Yun's domineering and provocative words, all Yanhua people only had two words in their heads.

Yang Yun shrugged his shoulders.

Other countries have already been punished, and their national strength has declined, but Yang Yun is alone. Many people are jealous, but they are afraid of Yanhua's current strength and dare not act rashly.

After speaking and leaving without giving face, the people of the other nine countries were full of anger and had nowhere to vent.

Song Xiong understood the thoughts of this man who dedicated his life to Yanhua, and continued.

"The head of state said that today's meeting is up to us, and he will unconditionally support any decision."

Agriculture, Yanhua is a big agricultural country, self-sufficient is completely sufficient.

For a short time, Bundlet really didn't know what to offer.

So Yang Yun can't lose a game, but there is no reason not to lose a game.

In the field of science, everyone is on the same level, not much difference.

"Is there any countermeasure?"

In the room, Yang Yun browsed the training methods sent by Xiao Wang.

"Are you kidding! We can't agree!"

The short-tempered Song Xiong stood behind him, obediently like a child who had been taught a lesson by the King of Thunder and Lightning.

"You know I'm joking too? The enmity between us is impossible to reconcile. Instead of relieving it for a short period of time, it's better to take advantage of the Olympics of the World to completely sever it."

"Don't be too arrogant, the big deal is that the fish will die and the net will be broken, and we will start the third world war!"

"No one wants to fight, but Yanhua is not afraid of it."

"But I believe in Yang Yun, this child can give us a miracle."

"We have surveyed the bird's nest. Although we can see it, it does not belong to our dimension. It is an existence higher than ours. Yang Yun is on it, and we have no way to provide protection."

"Führer, what do you think of this matter?"

"Small Jier, what is there to be afraid of?"

Song Xiong scratched his head in embarrassment, and said in a mosquito-like voice.

In Yang Yun's opinion, those training methods are a bit inhumane. There are [-] push-ups, [-] sit-ups, [-] squats, [-] leg raises, and [-] kilometers of jogging. . . .

The people in Yanhua's live broadcast room said it was fun. Before, it was others who shouted, but this time it was finally Yanhua's turn to slap her in the face.

"Brilliant!"

"If you want to fight, then we will fight. Yanhua never takes the initiative to provoke, but he is not afraid of any provocation."

"You Yanhua's confidence comes from the World Games, to be precise, it comes from Yang Yun."

"Yang Yun's health is not good, I'm afraid there will be danger in the next game."

After Yang Yun disappeared, his voice still came.

But once Yang Yun loses a game, when Yanhua suffers, he will definitely be mobilized and attacked. Even if he won't destroy the country, he will have to shed a layer of skin.

"I didn't read the US plan. According to the opponent's temper, as long as they can win, they will definitely use any means."

After speaking, he walked away.

The title of industrial and infrastructure madman is not for nothing.

At this moment, it played the system's prompt sound.

However, if the writing is not good, then come to the martial arts. This is the consistent style of the United States.

In just a few decades, Yanhua's rapid rise has surpassed everyone's imagination.

"What's more, even without these conditions, what do you have to exchange with us?"

"At first we were caught off guard, so we lost two games, but now that we have figured out the rules of the World Games, Yang Yun can't keep winning, as long as he loses one game, it will be the end of Yanhua."

What is most anxious is not Song Xiong, but the head of state.

Song Xiong wanted to say something, but was kicked out by the head of state.

In the past, Yanhua could rely on lithography machines to limit the development of Yanhua chips, but Yanhua already has a lithography machine, and this road is also broken.

"Also, the Olympic Games will continue to be held during the war. With Yanhua and me, the competition will surely win. I hope you will not regret it when the time comes."

Song Xiong picked up the titled "Project for Yanhua" and glanced at it disdainfully, then tore it up.

After watching it, Yang Yun felt that this would kill him, so he prepared to be a bastard, hugging the thigh of the acting system, and working hard to improve the speed of acting.

The Führer sighed.

This person is the head of Yanhua.

In one sentence, Bundlet was stunned.

In terms of manufacturing, Yanhua is world-class in this respect.

Bondert angrily threw the contract on the table, and stared at Yang Yun with ferocious eyes like a tiger.

Song Xiong took a sip of water and said lightly.

Having completely torn his face, Bondert felt that there was no need to hide it now, and took out a document.

Bondert didn't expect Yang Yun to play cards out of common sense and just leave, so he couldn't help looking at Song Xiong.

"By the way, our Yanhua is arrogant, if you have the guts, come and kill me!"

The head of state smiled lightly and said in a joking tone.

"The shooting competition will be held at night. The target is the size of a one-yuan coin and is [-] meters away. The owner is asked to choose the role of the Olympic athlete to play."

With the rules of the game, Yang Yun was about to vomit.

Not to mention the night, even in broad daylight, few people could hit a moving target the size of a one-dollar coin.

Is this still an Olympic game?This is the Guinness Book of Records Challenge.

I can't complain, but Yang Yun already has a candidate.