An Unscientific Marvel Scientist

　　 If only Kraft was alone, he would definitely pat his **** and leave after filling his stomach, and was too lazy to spend time with this group of boring guys.

However, Francesco and Amy are also passing with him. Kraft does not need to make false claims with these people. It does not mean that the two of them do not need this opportunity to expand their contacts. Other ethnic groups are in the United States. Life is hard, and not everyone is as extreme as Kraft.

　　Kraft also understood the difference in the way people deal with problems after a lot of experience, so he has now learned to try not to interfere with other people's choices with his own likes and dislikes.

　　 It's a pity that even if Kraft wanted to spend this time quietly, others wouldn't give him this opportunity.

Martin Lee is indeed a financial tycoon now, but his skin color determines that he is destined to be unable to penetrate into the circle of whites, and Martin’s power is basically limited to Chinatown, so in the eyes of the rich and old, Martin’s status is even worse. The ugly Hammer had just appeared before.

　　 So when the vanguard, Slade Hammer, lost, soon someone came forward to tease Kraft, who was wandering around to eat.

　　 "Hey! What weight-loss refrigerator of yours, can you build muscles like mine?"

　　 A sturdy white man blocked Kraft's way. He proudly bulged the biceps on his arms in a very rude manner.

　　 "Why don't you buy one and try it yourself? I don't think you look like you can't afford it, or did you spend all your pocket money on buying protein powder?"

　　The other party is so rude, Kraft will naturally not give a good face, he looked at the muscles in front of him and curled his mouth in disdain.

Regardless of the muscles of this guy, Kraft is not afraid of him if he really fights, he used to fight with those street gangsters when he was out wandering with Martin Lee. I've learned a lesson, and I'll be confused when I see a little blood, just be careful not to be knocked down by him at the very beginning.

　　 What's more, he still has the technology products in his dream to defend himself.

　　Craft touched the wristband on his hand. This is an arm-strength wristband that he improved based on the foot-strengthening shoes. He has tested it, and after turning it on, he just walked Fatty Liao with one hand and played.

　　 "I won't spend wrong money on your deceptive toys!"

　　 Muscle Stick deliberately raised his voice, making a look of irritation, and then screamed out a line that was probably prepared a long time ago.

　　 "Liars are not welcome here! Don't think that you are a big man if you are a little famous!"

　　 "The acting is true or false... If you want to find the difference, just say that this roundabout way of provocation is not suitable for you, a stupid big person, and your intelligence is not enough to complete such a complicated job."

　　 The idiot's hot-eyed performance made Kraft completely lose his patience, and he simply turned to the crowd of onlookers.

　　 "If you want to make trouble, can't you find two smart guys? Or do you only have this kind of idiot here? That's really disappointing..."

　　 Kraft gave a thumbs up and nodded the muscle stick behind him, sarcastically.

　　 "Who are you stupid! You yellow monkey!"

The angry muscular stick reached out and grabbed Kraft's shoulder. Kraft, who had been prepared for a long time, bent over and turned around, dodges the palm of the muscular stick, and kicked his abdomen, but this muscular stick was in the same body. The muscles weren't for nothing, Kraft kicked it up, like it was kicking on a car tire.

The muscular stick just took two steps back. If nothing happened, he patted the dust on his stomach, and laughed: "It doesn't hurt at all. Don't you all Chinese people know how to do it? Just jumping around like a monkey. The one."

"It's just a few words over and over again, I'm so tired of hearing it," Kraft dug his ears with a look of disgust, "Don't you group of white-skinned pigs have any fresh words? Oh...it is, after all, you guys. In total, it only has a history of more than two hundred years. Even the language has been inherited from Great Britain. I am asking too much."

While going back tit-for-tat, Kraft quietly turned on the switch hidden under his two-handed wristbands. Although his own strength is not worthy of the muscle stick in front of him, the difference in physical fitness lies there, even if he can win. He was also hurt a little too, and Kraft didn't think such a fool was qualified to be hurt for him.

　　 "Look, I won't kill you yellow-skinned monkey!"

　　 The muscle stick slammed his fist towards Kraft, still cursing.

As soon as he saw the way the muscular club punched, Kraft laughed. Not only did this man have no actual combat experience, but he also didn't learn boxing skills, but the charging speed was not slow. He probably played some rugby. Confrontational sports such as ice hockey, it is no wonder that the group of dudes will be pushed out as guns.

　　 This kind of direct attack is best dealt with. It can get out of the way by slightly lowering the body, but Kraft, whose arms are blessed by scientific power, gave up avoiding, and chose to face the muscle stick.

Kraft quickly grabbed the fist that was thrown towards his head, and abruptly stopped the movement of the muscle stick, and then his lower body remained motionless, but the hand that grabbed the muscle stick fist randomly flicked to the side. The muscular man who was two heads higher than Kraft and a few laps bigger than him was thrown by Kraft several meters away and fell on the lawn next to him for a long time without being able to get up.

　　 "Kung Fu, have you seen it now?"

　　 Kraft slapped his palms twice easily, and put his hands behind his back as the master-level figures in the martial arts movies, with a calm expression.

The previous group of students who were whispering and waiting for a good show were stunned. Kraft's counter-attack obviously exceeded their expectations. After an awkward silence, the security guard who had not seen the track, and gave him Kraft and the person in charge who led the way finally didn't know where they got out.

　　 "What happened here? Who is making trouble?!"

　　 The person in charge pretended to shout, and then stared sharply at Kraft who was surrounded by the center, trying to put a little pressure on him.

　　 However, Kraft didn't mean to cooperate with him at all. While tidying up his already neat cuffs, he looked back at him with a smile.

After looking at Kraft for a while, the person in charge found that the eye offensive he had learned from his elders had no effect, he had to withdraw his gaze in a hesitant manner, and then turned his head and shouted at the two security guards behind him: "Why are you still stunned, hurry up and send Lewis to treatment!"

　　 The security guards here have long been used to the mess that these young masters make from time to time, and they don’t deal with similar things once or twice, but who makes the school pay a high salary.

After 　　 responded casually, the two security guards walked up to Lewis, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dizzy because of his embarrassment, and tacitly racked him up from left to right, and walked outside.

At the same time, a senior boy came out from behind the student who was in charge of reception. He had an elegant temperament in his gestures and gestures, which was clearly different from the upstart of Hanmer. The arrogant person in charge in front of FT showed a dogleg smile when he appeared, and quickly stepped aside to let him make his debut.

　　 "I'm very sorry, Lewis is an idiot with only muscles in his head. I apologize to you for him."

　　 The man walked up to Kraft and leaned slightly.

　　 "Felim Jones, an eleventh grade student of Dalston Elite Private High School, and also the president of the Student Union, is fortunate to be in charge of this dance party."

　　Dalston Elite Private High School. The party campus where Kraft and the others are now belongs to this high school. Simply put, it is the host of this dance party.

　　 "It's okay, I won't suffer anyway."

　　 Kraft shrugged his shoulders, and replied without a smile.

　　 "The means are a little naive, which disappoints me a bit."

Felim's smile remained the same, and he pushed back, "After all, there are so many participating schools, right? I'm just Dalston's student chairperson. I can't control the thoughts of other school students, although I don't welcome it either. You're "interim students", but we still have basic etiquette in Dalston."

　　 "Papa Papa."

　　 Kraft applauded and sighed softly.

　　 "If you let others do bad things, you just have to watch the show and wait for the good show. You are more shameless than the upstart before."

　　Kraft believes that Felim has no plans to find fault with him. UU reads www.uukanshu.com but does he need him to find fault? Among this group of so-called elites, it is much more troublesome to find himself and his party. He does not need to take the initiative to leave. As the host of this prom, he has made it clear that he has not stopped the actions of other people. My own position, what basic etiquette is still talking to him...

　　 Kraft sneered, ignored the cheeky guy in front of him, and walked around him.

　　 "Senior Felim, this kid is too ignorant of good and bad, do you need someone to teach him a lesson?"

The students in charge of receiving Kraft and the others leaned in front of Felim, angrily showing loyalty, and by the way, he wanted to use Felim's hand to give himself a sigh. From his point of view, he was in a confrontation with Kraft's eyes. It is a shame to lose the battle, if given a chance, he naturally wants to win back a city.

　　 This person's careful thoughts can't be concealed from Felim, but he didn't say anything, but waved his hand indifferently, "We won't have any intersection from now on, there is no need to find one more enemy for ourselves."

Most of the students who were watching the play coincided with Felim’s ideas. They have seen the play, and Kraft has also shown his toughness and strength. If the trouble continues, it is likely that he will be involved, and they too. They all chose to calm down like Felim.

　　 This group of core members settled down. The guys who pointed to them to beg for life would naturally no longer be boring. The scene of Kraft throwing Lewis out with one hand was quite bluffing.

As a result, the three people who had been onlookers were immediately isolated. When Francisco and Amy saw this, they also put out their thoughts in the circle of this group of people, and followed Kraft to experience the life of the noble school. Again, without waiting for the ball to officially start, I left early.