Five Hundred and Sixty-Five: Could You Please Explain It to Me Using Science?

On the other side, Lin Dong, who had been waiting for notification, was squatting on the sand next to the car on the roadside, smoking.

At this time, Mr. Hawking came over and squatted next to him.

Lin Dong handed him a cigarette, and Mr. Hawking took it and lit it.

After taking a sip, he asked Lin Dong: "What's the use of waiting like this? If they die, who will come to report to you?"

"No." Lin Dong said, "I'm waiting for someone to notify me to pick you up."

"Do you have so much confidence in your master?"

Lin Dong nodded: "Mysterious confidence, I can't even describe it. Anyway, my master would never do something seriously before he was unsure. Since he thinks it is feasible, he just waits for the good news."

"Do you like this kind of life?" Hawking asked him again: "Logically speaking, at your age, you are usually rebellious and will grow old at home."

"To be honest, I was very repulsive or uncomfortable at the beginning. In fact, it was an excuse. I was afraid that I would not be able to do the job, or that Master's stage was too dazzling and too high. Compared with his, it was better than what I imagined. Traveling in the world can only be regarded as a small fight, but if I go back like this, I will look down on myself, so no matter how hard and tired I am, I will let myself keep up with the master's pace."

Hawking said boringly: "It's a pity that your master doesn't want to be a speaker. Frankly speaking, his words are more beautiful on the surface, but in fact, I dare not compliment him."

Lin Dong ignored him.

After a while, a pickup truck drove over.

Luo Yi showed his head and grinned at the two of them: "Let's go, we're moving."

Hawking's mouth opened slightly: "Beat it down?"

"Old sir, my master brainwashes people not with words, but with actions. This is called personality charm." Lin Dong smiled at Hawking and went into those mud houses to ask people to pack their things and prepare to get in the car and set off.

"Anyway, he just tricked me into coming here." Mr. Hawking snorted.

Hawking never believed that this battle took less than two hours to deliver a successful report, so that when he sat in the truck and arrived at the gate of the town belonging to the Falcon mercenaries, he was still thinking Checking the situation to see if there is anything fishy about it.

Li Wei smiled at him: "Old sir, stop looking and look directly at whose flag is planted at the gate!"

The new flag of the foreign mercenaries is planted on the door. Mr. Hawking has no choice but to be shameless and don't want to admit it.

Xu Cheng also came over and joked: "You see, in order to serve me well, I changed my house when I asked for it. Isn't that sincere?"

Mr. Hawking snorted and looked around the town carefully. There was finally some green space and vegetation. Although it was not a big city, the houses were made of cement and had complete living facilities and water sources.

After Lin Dong asked the engineers to find a house to live in, he ran up to the sentry station in the sky attic. Above, Luo Yi was trimming the defensive detective equipment. This thing was needed. Although it was old and could not detect distant places, it was All close-up situations can still be captured.

After an engineer put away all the debris, he walked around comfortably and took a breath of fresh air.

Mario was warming up, and when he saw him taking a sharp breath, he said, "Don't inhale too much air for now, it will smell fishy."

As he spoke, he hooked the butt of the pickup truck with both hands, and suddenly used all his strength to lift the truck.

The engineer asked curiously: "What are you doing?"

Mario said with a 'don't you think nonsense' expression on his face: "Try flipping it over."

The cool scene of Brother Cheng just now still lingered in his mind.

The engineer looked disdainful: "You can tell by looking at you that you are someone who has never read a book. How much explosive power do you have? The average person has an arm strength of 180 pounds. I think you are very strong. Even if I give you a 600-pound punch like Tyson Strength, coupled with your waist support, your comprehensive explosive strength is a thousand pounds, but do you know how much this car weighs? 2 tons! First of all, you can't even lift it, even if you have enough matching strength to be as strong as this car , but you can’t tip it over at all. From a physics point of view, it’s impossible for you to tip over an object of the same weight under the influence of gravity. So, you should read more when you have nothing to do, especially if you have nothing to do. It’s so dark and ugly that you have to study hard.”

Mario was stunned for a moment: "You mean, according to science, it is impossible for human power to overturn this car?"

The engineer nodded: "Plastic cars are fine."

Mario cut: "Then how do I see someone who can."

"Who? You ask him to stand up, and I will use scientific evidence to teach him how to behave," the engineer said.

Mario pointed directly at Xu Cheng, who was blowing in the wind and smoking a cigarette in the aisle on the second floor.

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The engineer snorted: "His arms are not as thick as yours. Come on, I think he is not as tall as you, and his strength is definitely not as good as yours. Don't look at his size, there is no comparison."

Mario wondered: "This is what confuses me. Why can he do it but I can't?"

At this time, Mario shouted to Xu Cheng on the second floor: "Brother Cheng, the tires of this car need to be changed. It seems that I didn't bring a jack."

Xu Cheng jumped down from the second floor escalator without saying a word, and there was no sign of any instability in his center of gravity when he landed.

Then he came over and asked, "Which fetus?"

Mario pointed to the rear wheel: "This."

Xu Cheng went over and lifted the butt of the car with one hand. The whole wheel was suspended in the air. He seemed to be very calm and continued to smoke: "Speed."

Mario nodded, casually changed a tire, twisted the screw and said, "Okay."

After Xu Cheng calmly put down the car, he continued to smoke his cigarette and left.

The engineer looked at it with a ghostly expression on his face.

Mario said to him: "I do have little reading. Please explain it scientifically."

The engineer hurried over and followed Xu Cheng's example. He tried to lift the butt of the car with one hand, but couldn't defend it at all. He tried again with both hands. After confirming that the car was real, he looked at it. Xu Cheng exclaimed from behind: "Oh, my God, he doesn't look strong at all."

Mario shook his head and left.

The engineer stopped him: "What did you mean by telling me not to breathe in the air too much?"

Mario turned around and smiled: "Because 300 people died here tonight, and the air is a little unclean."

Then he left.

Thinking of something, he turned around and added: "Oh, by the way, the man who you didn't think was very strong just now has killed the most people. He killed more than 130 people tonight."

When he left, the engineer looked like he was constipated and didn't know whether to continue breathing or vomiting.