Trafford’s Trading Club

The mirror reflected a body of solid muscles.

There is not a trace of excess fat, as if every muscle has been measured with the most precise instruments and then put together. It is so strong that perhaps it is not an exaggeration to compare it to steel.

But Wolf King Robert just looked at it casually, then put on a gray vest directly, then pulled the curtains of the room, and looked at the city outside the high-rise building through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows.

The city directly outside in the middle of winter is Geneva, the second largest city in Switzerland.

That's right, he was rescued by a mysterious old man, and in a short moment he crossed several different countries, from near the base built by the club in the Fairyland Forest, to this city.

In this city that retains the distinctive architectural style of the previous world, Robert felt a lazy atmosphere. After all, this city and even this country have always been pacifist.

Rob clenched his fists. The injury he suffered not long ago when he sniped at the princess of the Xuanyuan family has basically healed after taking the miracle medicine that Einstein found from his so-called friend in the past few days.

The rest is just a question of internal breath.

This is an injury that belongs to the ancient martial arts system of Eastern civilization. It seems that those strange medicines that can cure the injury are somewhat powerless. In the words of the old man Einstein, interference under different rules is the key to the inability of these strange medicines to fully exert their effects. Rob has no idea what the old man is talking about, he only knows that it doesn't work!

In addition, he finally understood what Einstein was saying that he was somewhat familiar with the name from the beginning. Later, when he thought about it carefully, he remembered it: the smartest person in the world, the greatest scientist!

There are countless auras surrounding Einstein. However, at first, Rob just felt that this Einstein was not the other Einstein. After all, the great Jew in history had died in the 1950s and 1960s.

only……

ah? That's right, I am the Einstein you mentioned who died in the last century.

"Are you kidding me?"

Rob's hands suddenly pulled the curtains in front of the window closer, making the room suddenly dim. He walked out of the room without looking back.

The apartments in this high-rise building are very luxurious. When Rob walked out of the room, Einstein was sitting leisurely in a chair reading a book, next to a burning fireplace. Rob glanced at the blanket covering the old man's legs and frowned subconsciously.

No matter how you look at it, this guy looks like an ordinary old man who is afraid of the cold in winter... But he has personally felt the mysterious and mysterious power of this old man.

Seeing Rob come out, Einstein took off his glasses and put them into the glasses case. He smiled. Who would have thought that such an ordinary old man could have such a secret in his body that would make him one of the twelve divine generals in the club? A power that Wolf King Robert is also afraid of?

"Judging from your appearance, you should have almost recovered." Einstein stood up while folding the blanket. "My old friend is a very outstanding alchemist. I told her about your situation. She I said you should recover in a few days, so I never doubted it."

"Are those medicines you gave me the product of alchemy?" Rob frowned at this time.

"Is there any problem?" Einstein cast a curious look.

Rob shook his head and said: "It's nothing. The club also has its own alchemists, but I've never really liked the things those guys tinkered with. But as long as it can make me stronger, I don't mind trying."

"Yes, we should accept everything in the world with tolerance." Einstein nodded and said gracefully: "My child, I like your honesty."

Rob didn't seem to be too cold about the sound of the child. He sat down directly and frowned: "I'm almost recovered. You said you would give me great strength. When will you start?"

Einstein waved his hand, "Don't worry, I will be your guide, but only after you pass the assessment. As for my assessment, I will ask you to help me with my research. Hasn't this started yet?"

"Then let's start quickly." Rob said dissatisfied: "I don't like wasting time."

This old man is too leisurely and is simply wasting his life and time.

"Unfortunately, the research cannot start immediately." Einstein said helplessly: "Next, I planned to borrow the hadron collider buried here, but there was a little trouble in the middle. The people here are adjusting some subtle parameters, so I can only wait a few days."

What the hell is a hadron collider? Rob said he didn't understand it at all. But the so-called adjustments can be understood. He looked at the old man in confusion and said puzzledly: "Well, you should be able to adjust it quickly, right? Why don't you do it yourself?"

"Oh, Rob, that's not okay."

Einstein shook his head and said: "This collider was developed in modern times, and the scientists in charge of its development are making progress step by step. By overcoming different difficulties, they will be closer to the truth of science. How can I What about killing their chances of progress? You know, science always learns experience from repeated failures before it can lead to success. It is really pleasing to see these descendants in the scientific community making progress again and again."

Rob frowned before remembering another word "borrowing" that the old man just mentioned.

"That thing isn't yours?" He looked at Einstein in surprise.

Einstein smiled and said: "Of course it's not mine. Didn't I say it? This is something developed by modern scientists. It is buried under the mountains nearby. I just came here to borrow some and make some. Just interesting research.”

"How long will it take to adjust?"

"Just wait patiently." Einstein said softly, as if to comfort him: "Also, there is a small problem with the content of your assessment. I'm afraid it needs to be revised."

"Are you kidding me?" Rob said with vague anger, if he couldn't defeat this dead old man.

"No, no, no, this is indeed an accident." Einstein sighed: "After the old friend I visited, the alchemist who gave you the miracle medicine, heard about your situation, Just asked me to do something. Well... I once owed her a few favors, and I really couldn't shirk it, so I had to agree. I want to say that she also hopes that you can become her research subject... Of course, I will never let her mess around, you can rest assured on that."

"You...really treat me as a toy that can be made up at will?"

After all, he has extremely proud blood in his body. Even if he lacks strength, he will not give in casually.

"Calm down, kid." Einstein said quickly: "Believe me, if you can survive it, your strength will at least be improved. After all, my old friend is a very great alchemist. You know, she is better than My existence will be much longer."

But they will be tempted by powerful forces.

Rob took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart... When he was in the club, his body had been modified countless times, and it was equivalent to a toy by the crazy scientists in the club. Thinking about it this way, it's time to change a batch of objects at this time.

"When will your friend arrive?" Rob was silent for a moment, and finally asked.

"It's coming soon." Einstein said with assurance: "She said it would arrive in three days. Please believe me, this old friend of mine is very punctual."

Rob suddenly remembered the old man's other identity, and frowned subconsciously: "Is your old friend also a historical celebrity?"

"Celebrity? She should be quite famous, right?" Einstein smiled and said, "Her name is Catherine II."

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When Little Sheng's fist was only 0.01 centimeters away from the fat face of the fat man who called himself Dong Zhuo, he suddenly stopped. The size was so precise that Yu Danqiang sweated fiercely.

Little Brother Sheng can easily hit ten of them! This is something Yu Danqiang has witnessed many times since he has been selling fish balls here for so long... But this fat man didn't dodge or panic, as if he already knew that the fist would definitely stop. Same, too calm.

Could it be that this fat man is a hidden master?

But the idea of ​​Yu Danqiang had just come into being, and the next moment his whole body stiffened and he felt bad.

What did he see? !

The fat man who had just poked away the largest fish egg he had deliberately hidden, now stretched out his tongue and licked Little Brother Sheng's fist!

That's right! It was indeed a lick!

It's like a puppy sticking out its tongue and licking its owner just to be coquettish! Yu Danqiang even felt that after completing this move, his mind was filled with a strange sound!

prprprprprprpr…

"You guy..."

The fist that was only 0.01 centimeters in front of Fatty Dong Zhuo trembled slightly at this moment... But Yu Danqiang would not be afraid of Little Brother Sheng because of this!

This is clearly the expression of anger when it reaches the extreme! Who is this little Saint! This is the boss of all the entertainment venues in the area! Which KTV owner or nightclub manager doesn't shout "Little Saint Brother" in one sentence!

He is a little saint who can fight ten times!

Yu Danqiang felt that Brother Sheng could be licked anywhere on his body, but only his fists! A little holy brother who can fight ten times, his status is achieved with these fists! The fist represents the dignity of Little Saint in this red light district street!

This is simply licking away the dignity of little Saint Brother!

Bang!

The fist finally hit Fatty Dong Zhuo hard in the face!

Yu Danqiang swore that this was the hardest beating he had ever seen from Little Saint Brother! The fist sank deeply into Fatty Dong Zhuo's face, as if the fist was imprinted on the soft soil!

It actually hit the person's face so hard that it was dented. The person is not a rubber!

If ordinary people were treated like this, they would probably die soon, right? How could Yu Danqiang be afraid at this moment? He was so frightened that he slumped down on his folding stool, with only one thought in his mind: someone was going to die!

When Little Brother Sheng pulled out his fist from the fat man's face, Yu Danqiang could clearly see that the fat man's facial features were now twisted and shrunk into one piece, completely sunken into his face that could no longer be considered a face. One can imagine how terrifying the power of this punch is!

"Brother Xiao Sheng, hurry up..." Yu Danqiang subconsciously wanted Sun Xiao Sheng to leave as soon as possible... After all, he might be beating someone to death.

But he soon discovered something was wrong... First of all, under such an impact, the fat man didn't even retreat even half an inch. What's even more incredible is that even though his face was hit so hard, the fat man didn't bleed!

Next, Yu Danqiang saw an unforgettable scene in his life!

I saw the fat man Dong Zhuo reaching out and pinching his sunken nose. Then he used a "pulling" method to straighten the nose and pull out the facial features... to restore it to its original shape!

The facial features that were pulled out seemed a little different from their original appearance. The fat man Dong Zhuo simply put his hands on his face and rubbed it a few times.

It's really okay!

"Ha... durable!"

But Little Brother Sheng seemed to be very excited at this time. He clenched his fists and struck the fat Dong Zhuo's body crazily without saying a word.

Ah da da da da da da da! !

"Could this be the legendary Fist of the North Star?" Yu Danqiang looked at the scene in front of him of countless fists pouring on the fat man Dong Zhuo. He had already begun to recall his childhood and began to mutter to himself!

I don’t know how many punches passed by, but when Little Brother Sheng stopped, Fatty Dong Zhuo’s body was already covered with dense punch marks. He was like a piece of plasticine that had been brutally ravaged, with no intact place visible at all.

But Brother Sheng didn't look happy at all at this time. Instead, he frowned and said coldly: "Yudanqiang, stop packing your things and leave here quickly."

Yu Danqiang hasn't reacted yet.

The fat man in front of him suddenly made an inhalation movement, like inflating a balloon. As he inhaled the air, the shocking fist marks on Dong Zhuo's body quickly disappeared one by one.

The fat all over his body trembled in the air for a few times, then returned to its original shape, showing that harmless smile again.

"Weird...monster!!!"

Naturally, Sun Xiaosheng and Dong Zhuo were not the only ones in front of this fish egg stall! After all, the Yudanqiang stall is so popular that even at around six o'clock in the cold winter evening, it is still a place where many people who return home from late come to soak up the warmth.

After the first person shouted, how could those who couldn't bear to see him take a video and upload it to Moments?

Not to mention the weird guy who punched out like an afterimage, this fat man who should have been beaten to death was already quite scary!

"Oh, it's not good to make any noise." Dong Zhuo was still smiling at this time.

But the next second, he suddenly opened his mouth and inhaled again!

In an instant, strong winds blew up, and those who were running seemed to be sucked into a huge whirlpool! And Dong Zhuo's mouth was incredibly enlarged to a horrifying level at this moment!

It's like a black hole, sucking in all the passers-by and diners around it!