NovelPantry Chapter 213 Mou Duchong's Anger
Chapter 213 Mou Duchong's Anger
Chapter 213 Mou Duchong's Anger
This change does not take long.
When the white liquid in his body continued to release energy, Mou Douchong raised his head and glanced at Hu Pengqi.
I found that his expression was still unwilling to admit defeat.
Then he hated it even more.
You obviously couldn't beat me in the first place, why do you still have to make such a meaningless struggle? Is there any chance of winning?
In the end, it's not a waste of everyone's time.
With that thought in mind, he swung his fist.
When Hu Pengqi saw it, he subconsciously blocked it, only to realize that the speed of the opponent's hand suddenly increased, and it actually passed the corner of his clothes, stretched out and held his shoulders.
"How could he be so fast?"
Holding his hand and starting to exert strength, Hu Pengqi felt his whole body soaring into the air, and then an irresistible force came, and his whole body was lifted into the air like this, and then he was thrown straight out.
'boom'
The scene in front of him trembled wildly, and his body was thrown on the not soft ground. Hu Pengqi felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and his whole body was extremely uncomfortable.
"I have to kill you." Mou Douchong didn't feel happy just because he got rid of Hu Pengqi. Instead, like a gasoline barrel that was lit, he rushed forward and rushed to Hu Pengqi's side.
Then he stomped his foot down.
"Ah", Hu Pengqi howled miserably, with a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.
All of a sudden, the situation changed overwhelmingly, but for some reason, he felt unable to speak, as if he was dumb in an instant.
The muscles in his neck became stiff, and even if he made a sound, he could only make a monotonous and short sound.
Mou Duchong's eyes were cold, and when he caught sight of Liu Qing beside him, he completely forgot his uncle's explanation and became more motivated.
Liu Qing looked back.
He stood in place and looked at the figures of the two of them. He was clearly aware of the sudden change.
The reason was that his arrival stimulated Mou Duchong.
Although Liu Qing didn't know why Mou Duchong was hostile to him, but thinking about it, it's normal for a narrow-minded person.
"It is very likely that Hu Pengqi was disabled by Zhang Zhouming because of me, and even delayed the team assessment. Now Mou Duchong wants to hurt him again?" Although this was not caused by Liu Qing on purpose, it was delayed until The future of others, and the internal reason still lies in oneself.
This made him a little embarrassed.
"How to stop Mou Duchong?"
Looking at Mou Duchong who was smiling on the stage and was still gasping for breath, Liu Qing was lost in thought.
"Let's do it again", after realizing that Hu Pengqi could not speak, Mou Duchong no longer worried, and directly punched him in the back.
Hu Pengqi, who was no longer sluggish after reacting, kept dodging to both sides, but was still hit by him several times.
It hurts, it hurts, this feeling makes him feel that he is going to be disabled again.
In the constant tumbling, he managed to calm down, looking for an opportunity to counterattack.
He also knew that if he ran away rashly, Mou Duchong would definitely give him a fatal blow before he rushed out.
After all, this kind of vindictive smile is too obvious.
"Ok?"
After another punch missed, Mou Douchong's body suddenly stiffened.
The smile on his face disappeared, and he looked a little dull.
Aware of this scene, Hu Peng Qiben kicked his legs prepared in advance, and kicked them out.
According to his idea, he found an opportunity for Mou Duchong to react a little slower, and kicked him out again. In order not to be knocked down, Mou Duchong had to dodge, and then he could run out by taking advantage of this time.
Run to the referee, or simply leave the field, and declare surrender.
'boom. '
To Hu Pengqi's surprise, and somewhat unbelievably, Mou Douchong's body was directly kicked by his own foot.
The whole person didn't have the slightest defense strength, so he flew directly to a distance of two meters.
Hu Pengqi turned his head and saw that Mou Douchong's face was still stiff.
It's like bewitched.
The right foot that was about to step out stopped, and before he had time to think about it, Hu Pengqi staggered and rushed over, and then punched Mou Duchong's abdomen with his fist.
'Bang', the fist hit his body, Hu Pengqi found that it was soft, the person in front of him didn't even groan, he just let himself beat him in a daze.
A feeling of pie in the sky grew in his heart.
left hook, uppercut, straight leg
Based on his familiarity with the human body, he attacked the joints and other weak points, and finally, within two seconds, with a fist towards the face, Mou Duchong fell down directly.
He quickly walked up and held his shoulders.
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
Just as the figure in front of him struggled, the whistle sounded from the side.
'Woo--'
The referee's voice came: "The competition is over, Hu Pengqi won."
After finishing speaking, he turned and left, leaving only the two people in the arena.
Mou Duchong, who had just woken up, heard such a voice. He didn't notice Liu Qing's pale complexion beside him, but he felt unbelievable.
"I just, what happened?"
During the competition, he suddenly felt that his body could not move. Immediately afterwards, his nerves faltered for a while, and the world in front of him turned black for a moment.
"Is there something wrong with my body?" He couldn't estimate how long the dark eyes lasted. He remembered that he had been in this situation before.
This seems to be a manifestation of insufficient congestion.
He raised his head and saw Hu Pengqi who kept holding back but still exuded joy.
His uncle's voice echoed in his ears, "Dou Chong, with your current physical fitness, since you can't enter the special batch, don't even think about it. After a while, there will be ordinary trials that will be rewarded. You can go get that one." The reward for spiritual fusion, when the battle plan is completed, the Survival Army will still have a special recruitment quota for spiritual fusion."
"It's okay. Although I lost this time, I still have another chance. The people who rob me are not very strong." Thinking of this, he resisted the idea of beating Hu Pengqi again, turned around and walked outside go.
Among the crowd, a group of eyes watched all this coldly, and he also walked to the side from a long distance away.
The white clothes were changed to blue at some point, and Zhang Zhouming went to other arenas.
On the proving ground, in a room with complete equipment.
The staff waved their hands, regulated the mechanical arm, placed the taken skin into a sealed glass tube, and shouted: "Next."
Liu Qing walked out like this.
In fact, everyone has to participate in the quota selection for mutation transformation, and as long as they have a certain resistance to the zombie virus, they can get corresponding rewards.
Moreover, due to the small number of games and the lack of staff, the breakout system was postponed to two days later.
Of course, this doesn't matter, after all, it doesn't affect the distribution of rewards.
It's just that he can't leave now, and has to continue to wait for the result of the mutation transformation.
Walking out of the bungalow, he came to the trial place of spiritual origin.
This is the second round. Hu Pengqi is standing on the stage, and his opponent is a strong man with a slender face and a body full of tendons.
Of course, this kind of figure is basically the standard equipment of special forces.
After a proper rest, Hu Pengqi's condition also recovered.
The two fought, and from the physical confrontation, it could be seen that Hu Pengqi's strength was not dominant, and the opponent's body was faintly suppressing him.
Although he was not crushed like Mou Douchong, he was still seven times stronger than Hu Peng.
With his rich experience, Hu Peng dodged little by little, gradually leveling the situation.
From Liu Qing's eyes, he couldn't see who was more likely to win, but Hu Pengqi's will was obviously stronger and his mind was clearer.
'Bang', after 3 minutes passed, the strong man on the opposite side made a mistake and was knocked down by Hu Pengqi, and then rushed forward to control his body.
Because of the anti-joint grip, he couldn't move, and the whistle came out after a while.
Hu Peng won seven games, and won two games in a row, directly advancing.
"His willpower is really good." After watching this scene, Liu Qing turned his head and glanced, and found that Mou Douchong was not far away, fighting with another person.
His opponent is also tougher, he is a relatively famous person in the team, and his physical fitness test is almost the same as that of Mou Douchong.
This is also because the screening assessment of the spiritual origin actually takes into account some of the experience and will of the players, so the randomness of the opponent is more biased towards people with the same physical fitness as oneself.
'Bang bang', one punch hit Mou Douchong and another man.
The two fought fiercely, each guarding against the special team's capture movements, while consuming the other's physical strength.
After another 2 minutes of fighting, the two of them had blue eyes and swollen noses.
Mou Duchong looked at the other person's face, his expression was surprisingly solemn and defensive.
There is only one chance left for the competition, if he loses again, he will lose the qualification for the trial of spiritual origin, and the hope of joining the Survival Army will be completely gone.
He cannot accept this result.
The B-level batch in the team assessment made him lose the supply of the first-level batch, and he could not be transferred to the first brigade where his uncle was.
This has made him, who has been unimpeded, very frustrated.
"Stay deadlocked again, he seems to be dying." Observing the opponent's body posture, Mou Douchong gradually felt the opponent's powerlessness as he punched and punched.
Of course, this is also related to the stimulant he took. This kind of item is not sold in the base, but he spent a lot of money to find it from the ruins of a city.
This is cheating.
Obviously, judging from the current situation, the game has started, and his luck has also succeeded.
"One more kick", thinking this way, seeing the opening of the opponent's punch, Mou Douchong pulled out his kick abruptly, and quickly put it on the man's waist.
'Bang', this kick really hit his weak spot, the man staggered a few steps, and sweat dripped to the ground.
Mou Douchong looked at him coldly.
If he hadn't used the energy of the joint bones today, the opponent would have already fallen down.
The other party was originally inferior to him, and now the result is finally coming.
The two fought again and became entangled.
Fighting and hitting, Mou Duchong felt something was wrong.
Just now, the opponent's speed was so fast that he was caught off guard.
It not only broke through his expectations for this person, but also broke through the speed that he himself could achieve.
It's so fast!
Looking at the man's kick in front of him, he couldn't dodge and was kicked directly.
'Bang', the pain in the abdomen, and a cohesive tingling feeling came out faintly.
With the overall change of the opponent's figure, a strange feeling arises.
Two minutes later, Mou Douchong lay on the ground, the stimulant function in his body had dissipated, his face was ashamed, his expression was dazed, and he felt unable to move his entire arm.
'Woo--', a whistle came out, and at the same time pronounced the death of his reward.
"The game is over, Wang Er wins."
The few people around gradually dispersed, and no one felt sorry for him, leaving only an empty gravel place.
After 2 minutes, Mou Dou Chong lowered his head, his face changed from stunned to bewildered, and finally became ferocious.
"I lost, did I lose?"
He murmured, unable to believe everything in front of him.
At six o'clock in the afternoon, Liu Qing was called to the department in the bungalow.
"There are not many of you who have the qualifications for mutation transformation, only eight of you," said a person in work uniform with a clean white hat on his head.
"Among them, there is only one person with A-level resistance, four people with B-level resistance, and three people with C-level resistance."
As he spoke, he began to read the names on the list: "Qi Cheng, Wang Jiu, Zhang Yichuan and Hu Pengqi."
After hearing Hu Pengqi's name, Liu Qing was a little surprised. He looked around and soon saw a slightly tired Hu Pengqi.
The two looked at each other, and Hu Pengqi was a little surprised and greeted him.
Good guy, he also has mutated virus resistance?
But after thinking about it, I obviously achieved it by cheating. According to the probability, it is not too surprising that Hu Pengqi can have virus resistance.
"Liu Qing, this is yours." The person in charge of the notification handed over a blank piece of paper.
From the above, Liu Qing saw a change in value, which is the reaction and change of his own cells from the experiment.
"C grade?" To Liu Qing's surprise, the last grade given to him on this list was only the lowest grade C grade.
"Why is it only C-level?" A thought rose from his mind, but no one answered his question.
Although it is C-level, it doesn't matter.
"Liu Qing, do you also have mutated virus resistance?" As he spoke, Hu Pengqi came over at some point.
He was smiling, sincere, and seemed to be in a pretty good mood.
"I have passed the initial test of spiritual fusion, and we only need three more rounds to decide the outcome." Hu Pengqi's face was full of hope, and his voice trembled a little, "When the time comes, I will be able to control Those robots don’t have to work so hard for the whole person, and the position must be much higher than expected now.”
"If you pass the exam, if there is anything important, you can tell me in the future, maybe I can still help you." Hu Pengqi looked at Liu Qing, his eyes were full of hope.
For a person who was previously unknown and ranked in the middle and lower ranks in the special operations force, it was like a person taking a junior high school exam with a full score of 450, and suddenly got 50 points more than expected.
"I also passed, but you still have to be more careful, the next two rounds of competition will be much bigger."
Hu Peng nodded seven times, his expression suddenly became tangled, he pulled Liu Qing aside, "Speaking of which, I feel that the first game today is very strange."
"First, Mou Douchong's body suddenly noticed a change, and then he suddenly couldn't move."
"Otherwise, in my state at the time, it would have been impossible to beat him."
(End of this chapter)