My granddaughter gave me a mecha for her birthday, and the scientific community went crazy

An Zhui's heart trembled because the other party agreed too easily.

Is the method of stimulating generals really so effective?

There was no room for him to think any more now.

"Migen, if you don't come this time, we will really have no chance!"

"You attack three routes, and I will attack three routes!"

"GO!!"

Mi Gen didn't flinch this time, he knew what An Zhui said was the truth.

The two of them stepped forward.

Migen was even a little faster.

Flying up in the air, aiming at Gangzi's shoulder, he raised his leg and made a fierce downward slash.

The fierce momentum was no weaker than that of An Zhui just now.

The cool movements are eye-catching.

Gangzi almost clapped his hands and cheered.

His body didn't dodge at all, and he let the attack hit him on the shoulder.

Gently push your forehead forward.

The air in his head seemed to be compressed several layers in an instant, and the violent shock wave of air flow was poured out fiercely, hitting Migen's chest.

There was no substantial contact with the head, only the two braids slightly touched Migan's body, and the air wave raised by the head blew the latter away.

An Zhui just kicked out a sweeping kick.

The wind that stirred up the legs made a "whirring" sound.

I saw Migen being head-butted by Gangzi.

White sweat quickly appeared on his back.

My heart felt cold.

His big crotch trembled involuntarily.

The thigh that was thrown out abruptly changed its direction midway and was forcefully taken back.

Just doing this almost caused internal injuries.

He kicked the ground hard with his feet and retreated violently.

He did not stop until he retreated to the corner of the platform.

He turned his head and glanced at Mi Gen next to him, and found that the latter had blood on the corner of his mouth and a look of embarrassment on his face.

An Zhui saw clearly just now that Gangzi's head didn't really hit Mi Gen, but it had already caused internal injuries.

If it really collided, it would definitely be a bloody hole!

And Mi Gen's kick just now, if the target were an ordinary person, it would definitely smash the shoulder blade to pieces, but this Gangzi did nothing!

This man's body is made of iron!

An Zhui fell into deep doubts about his own knowledge. How could there be such a freak in the world!

Their full health is really the killing line for this elder sister Gangzi!

The eldest sister just flattens A and gets a critical hit!

"How do you feel Migen?"

"My leg seems to be broken! It hurts!!"

Mi Gen wiped the sweat from his head, his expression full of pain.

An Zhui sighed when he saw this, why should he fight?

You have to admit defeat on the spot.

Gangzi opposite had been paying attention to An Zhui's expression.

I was shocked to see that the other party seemed to be showing signs of surrender.

She hasn't had enough fun, how can she surrender?

loudly,

"You two really have two brushes, now it's my turn to take the lead!"

"No, no, no! We vote..."

An Zhui said half of his words.

I saw Gangzi stepping on earth-shaking steps, walking like a dragon and a tiger, with a simple and honest smile on his face, as if a high-speed locomotive was hitting him.

The strong sense of oppression aroused made it difficult for him to speak, as if he had been thrown into a pressure cooker!

Du Mingcheng in the audience gasped, his nerves tensed, and he exclaimed,

"Gangzi is going to use an iron mountain to support him!!"

An Zhui and Mi Gen are useful, but they cannot be killed directly.

But Gangzi had already rushed over, and it was definitely too late to stop him!

Xu Fan also immediately straightened up and admired in his heart, Gangzi's fighting talent is amazing, God will surely reward him.

Tieshan relied on this move, which he had seen Brother Meng use before.

It is indeed a very powerful fighting skill.

I didn't expect Gangzi to be able to do this.

It seems that the proficiency is still very high, it must have been practiced for several years.

No wonder he was able to beat Yingjiang and Xiaoli players to death in a mixed martial arts competition. It is said that the referee saw Gangzi's red eyes and did not dare to say anything for fear of being killed together.

Countless people's eyes focused on Gangzi, holding their breaths and their hearts in their throats.

Everything happened in a flash of lightning. An Zhui and Mi Gen were so frightened that their eyes were about to fly out when they saw the huge body of Gangzi's prehistoric beast touching their faces.

There is no fighting spirit left.

At a critical moment, I remembered the rules of the fighting game. If you fall off the stage, you lose.

Without any hesitation, he turned around and jumped towards the audience.

Gangzi's body didn't pause at all, like a loaded heavy truck traveling at high speed, it hit the reinforced concrete column in an instant.

"Boom--"

The concrete pillar burst into pieces and sparks flew everywhere, as if it had been hit head-on by an air-to-surface missile.

Stones and debris flew everywhere, and steel bars and wires shot out everywhere.

After the explosion, the whole place fell into dead silence.

People were stunned.

After a few seconds, the dust dispersed and the room was filled with chaos.

There was a burning smell in the air, and a huge gap appeared in the middle of the pillar.

Gangzi stood on the dilapidated platform, his eyes a little evasive, and he looked embarrassed.

"Director, I stopped you immediately, hehe..."

"Gangzi, please be more careful!"

Du Mingcheng shook his head with a wry smile and scolded, his face full of helplessness.

His eyes slowly turned to An Zhui and Mi Gen, who were lying on the ground next to them, breathing heavily.

"You two, have you finished resting?"

An Zhui and Mi Gen looked like they were surviving the disaster.

If he had been half a second late, he would have ended up like Zhu Zhu.

"We are willing to admit defeat and we will abide by the game bet!"

...

Five minutes later, An Zhui and Mi Gen were taken to Du Mingcheng's office.

There was already some color on An Zhui's face, and Mi Gen didn't know whether it was because of the pain in his feet or because he was frightened, but his face remained pale.

The two of them stood in the corner of the room, a little confused. Shouldn't they be taken to a hospital or something?

Du Mingcheng had previously said that some kind of mini capsule would be implanted in their bodies.

Why did you come to the office?

An Zhui whispered in Mi Gen's ear,

"Brother, don't panic! We still have a chance!"

As soon as these words came out, Mi Gen was not happy and was shocked, and moved a little to the side.

Swallowing hard, he lowered his voice and said,

"An Zhui, you can do whatever you want, I just ask you to do it well! Don't pull me in again! If you hadn't let me get in just now, my legs would definitely be able to walk, trot, and jump now. It's better now because they are disabled. !”

"What did you say! Didn't I do that for your own good? Besides, my shoulder blade seemed to have been broken just now. What did I say!"

An Zhui curled his lips and snorted coldly,

"They are going to implant micro-locator, mini-bombs and the like into our bodies, but as long as we return to Yingjiang, ask my friend to use X-rays to find the exact location, and do a small surgery to remove it, then we will still be happy! I will never come to this Xia Kingdom again! And this Gangzi, I will run away every time I see him!!"

Mi Gen's eyes flashed with surprise, and he hugged An Zhui excitedly.

"Brother An Zhui, I just spoke a little too loudly. Don't take it to heart. When you go back to get the things in your body, you must take me with you!"

Du Mingcheng ignored the muttering in the corner and asked Xu Fan in a low voice,

"Old Xu, you really don't need to go to the hospital?"

"No, I can handle this myself."

As he spoke, Xu Fan took out two small blue capsules the size of pills from his pocket.

"Come here, you two!"

An Zhui and Mi Gen looked at each other and walked hesitantly in front of Xu Fan.

Seeing Xu Fan reaching out to hand something to them, they all subconsciously reached out to catch it.

Each person put a small metal capsule into their palms.