Chapter 1030

"Huh..." Thick smoke rings spit out in the dark night under the brilliant starry sky.

The huge physique was lying lazily in the cab of the chariot, the car glass in front of him had been completely shattered by bullets, and the glass was scattered everywhere, so a pair of long legs could rest on it without a simple violence.

Then He Ming smoked with gusto and puffed out smoke rings for fun.

The taste of the cigarette in his mouth is really like... his own body, both are incredible adjectives.

He Ming looked at that guy Ali, he was already able to attend the examination of patients in the mental hospital.

Then he must have succeeded in joining that hospital - this guy will not let go of... the leather shoes of the dead.

How many days has the mother been wearing it? ! Not washed? ! How amazing is foot odor? !

God, he's...at least the first Superman in this country called Niger.

He Ming used his superintelligence to confirm this information - the nationalities of all his "patients" were immediately clear in his mind. Operates once. He knew he hadn't served the people of Niger yet.

So... He Ming really wants to tell people, Shanzi, believe me, your country will give you at least... 100 million RMB per year. Even if the country's gdp is still at the "slow" level of development in the old days.

"Forget it. It's one of the greatest joys in the world. Because anything he gains now subverts past values. It's like a starving African refugee gets a share of... KFC and becomes a small If you are not young, you will definitely not have to worry about enjoying fast food... Mr. Kuan."

He Ming sighed a little after thinking about it.

Such a time... He also had it!

Although it's been... a period of time that is not too long or short compared to the past. If you live according to the "normal" ... like last year. He Ming is already sound asleep. After all, it must be past one o'clock in the morning in the capital of Huaxia.

And now... the body dictionary, which is destined to be one of the strongest bodies in the universe, has long lost some nouns: drowsiness, yawning, and... the incomparably precious "sleep late", "sleepiness!".

Fucking drowsiness.

Thinking of this, He Ming felt like crying. The memories of insomnia in the past are simply incomparably precious!

Now with a thought,

"I'm going to sleep" and fell asleep in the next second-or super fucking deep sleep.

According to the primary research on human life in the kingdom of the dead: the reason for the death of the elderly on the earth (there are no elderly in the cosmic civilizations such as Shanmeng) is that the body functions have lost the ability to "deep sleep".

Therefore, it is gradually corrupted and death is inevitable.

In the end, He Ming's gaze stayed on the Berber boy who became a gust of wind and swirled around, taking some of them for the dead. They worked hard and even gave their lives for this, and now they are meaninglessly "drag"...

His eyes stayed on his face.

The smirk has solidified on the "moving" face.

In the "beautiful" night with the graceful wind sound heard by ultra beings, the chariot under him, and some cars that have been damaged or stopped suddenly, so there is no "owner" who can turn off the lights anymore.

So among these light sources. His and Xiaohao's eyesight is so bright now, like a splendid new world with a unique style.

Just the boy in this "new world".

His extremely handsome teenage face had... He Ming's very envious look now.

That is the joy of "insignificant" desires being satisfied by infinite greed.

This was the feeling I had when I got tens of thousands of RMB so easily for the first time in my life.

And a few days later——He Ming finally understood that in every interview with the rich man he had seen, every one would...a statement that made him extremely despised: "More money is a number."

At that time, I wished I could rob others.

Let people cry when they look at the o in the bank account. Or...the Huangpu River has no cover. Go to hell and continue to pretend you! I use your money! I don't take it as numbers.

Life is a dream.

But not for long. He Ming understood without a teacher...the expressions of those rich people saying this.

lost.

Something so "beautiful" is lost forever.

Money is really numbers. Because... even if you are a superman, it is impossible to count hundreds of billions of money.

Later, tens of billions of yuan came, and they came to their door, because the people of the world already know the first god of mankind, and there is a... God called Brother Abdominal!

But He Ming smiled wryly... Fuck, how should I spend this money?

I can meet the highest standard of living for me, my family, and many, many, many people with a single hair of my fortune!

And now... dog days, never, never can enjoy hanging silk again... happy.

Who the hell has seen the mighty god and demon supreme, a "god" who is more powerful than God, Buddha, and Allah, is he still short of money?

"I'm going to read it. The days of poverty are so beautiful. I hope that in the next life, I can enjoy the present again. Woohoo, hoooooo... I forgot that my soul is also damn immortal~"

He Ming shook his head and continued smoking.

At this time, He Longhao became impatient, and he threw a super-large nano bag to Ali who was looking for bags everywhere.

"Saving time. The emperor who is picking up junk!"

Ali couldn't find the bag, so he tried to turn the cage that was going to capture wild animals into a bag, and then put a lot of... junk goods that didn't let a bullet go.

Of course, in this magical land, bullets are definitely hard currency. Not to mention the ak47, or the vehicle-mounted machine gun that was torn off by force-any African chief would be more than happy to buy it.

Beware of the rebellion of the more and more "smart" Diaosi in the tribe. Because the chief is the super rich N generation. Naturally opposed.

"Hurry up! We've got somewhere else to go... to save people. This is a nanotech bag, and it fits a lot."

"Yes, God!"

Ali beamed when he used the bag.

God is so good.

Don't need to pay it back? It's so easy to use! And I can use this bag now with my suddenly grown strength to... find lost sheep. Then put it in the bag and carry it back directly?

Mom won't... wait in a hurry, right?

He Longhao knew what Ali was thinking. Surely jumped out of the car and slaughtered the idiot on the spot - what a stain on life to have an apostle like that!

...

After about seventeen minutes, the four continued on the road, but the convoy was divided into two: He Ming took out another... super sports car.

There is no way, only one chariot is prepared. Other available African pickups - the speed sucks.

Ali also refused to give up... tearing the vehicle apart with brute force. Tires and so on are all precious properties put into nanotechnology manufacturing, so the quality is guaranteed, and they can accommodate huge objects of thousands or hundreds of tons.

So the two big nano bags are as big as... For details, please refer to Crazy Asan's Miraculous Overload.

Thank goodness. Chariots are of course trivial.

But... How does Xiaohao play Bullet Storm? With two "oversized hats" on his head?

So in the end, Xiaohao was equipped with an ak47 and a super-long-range, um, about half the range of the heavy sniper... a shotgun. Situ Haoran fell in love with shotguns through a virtual shooting game. Ordinary people will definitely die from "bloody violence" if they are shot head-on.

Effective and... handsome.

Then jump into the supercar. Immediately whistling, according to the information provided by the central optical brain, go from Niger to Central Africa.

There is no... suitable "prey" here. Attack a big city? What a joke. How many manslaughter?

It's not this kind of simple thug camp, and there are more prey, otherwise, how many dogs and cats... bang bang bang?

It's kind of like...you just took off your pants and abstained from fighting once a month dick and then...no more. How... maddening.

It is estimated that the Eastern Invincible was formed in this way.

...

"Slow down, speed, I can't keep up."

He Ming, smoking a cigarette, was facing...at least dozens of kilometers away from the extremely arrogant super sports car track.

The speed of the chariot reached its limit: the gust of wind pouring into the car in front of his eyes screamed at him like a broken neurotic like a roaring horse.

Of course, he can instinctively make these sounds "harmonious".

He knew that Xiaohao would definitely hear the call.

Even if you can't hear it, there is a central optical brain "relay".

"Quack... Take your time, brother-in-law, we are not in a hurry. Continue to accelerate! Oh oh oh oh, Africa is the passion field of speed and speed! The super sports car must have... its dignity! Let's go one step ahead! "

Among the bastard's proud voice... He Ming felt very helpless when he heard it, the highest level of engine roar of a super sports car. The two bastards pushed all kinds of performance to the limit. It is estimated that it is the speed of a fighter jet now. When encountering mountains, fly over, when encountering seas, run over, when encountering forests, bump into them.

What about animals? Drift past, "Good evening!"

Glancing at Ali next to him...he has nothing to say again, He Ming didn't expect that this fellow is...hidden neuropathy!

I've been giggling since getting in the car.

Then he ate all kinds of "garbage"-and he soon discovered that Superman's appetite.

never satisfied.

that is really good. This saves even more!

So keep eating.

Although very "filial piety" very worried about parents, younger brothers and sisters.

They must have been very worried about him. And even more worrying about the family's prized possession: the flock.

The reason for doing this - after all, this kid is not brain-dead, and now he cannot be born mentally handicapped, otherwise it would be the greatest insult to He Ming's "craft".

So this kid should have thought about it right away... the new loot, so all kinds of cheap alcohol, as well as cheap alcohol and tobacco that were originally collected in the third portable nano bag.

And can't tell if it's roasted corn or... baked potatoes, or... oh my god, shit soybeans, etc. Eat them all. Otherwise, a lot of things will be wasted later.

Still ended up putting in the mess, some precious meat that must have come from even more precious wild animals, and ended up forming the main food for the 4 cauldron thugs.

The thugs were having dinner when they attacked...and now... Ali was cheap, and Ali was cheap.

From the fate of entering the stomach of a mortal to entering the stomach of a superman.

better digestion. Nothing goes to waste. There won't be any reincarnation that turns into shit...

And He Ming swears. He suddenly saw in the car. Ali, the boy, took out the steaming cauldron from the nanobag, with a lot of carbon-based monkey blood on it or monkey minced meat torn apart by powerful bullets.

The first one...then the boy's eyes lit up, drooling profusely...and he ate it on the spot.

It's like a pig enjoying a good meal. Moved to tears. He can sense the "pig" expressing without human-animal communication: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo So Nice Of Master . ”

at this time. He Ming should be grateful that his Superman dictionary has lost terms such as "vomiting", "nausea", and "fainting" that are exclusive to fragile life.

Otherwise, he would definitely... This time the fun came to an end early.

Vomited and hurried home (planet mansion).

"God. Do you want to eat?"

"I do not need."

I want to kill you.

After a brief conversation, He Ming could see that this kid's attitude towards him, which was full of goodwill (holy and so on, are naturally very good-looking) continued to rise a few points.

And then this kid...well. Eat up all four cauldrons. Then knead into a ball to save bag space.

Then continue to eat other garbage to... continue to save space.

He Ming really admires it. In a short period of time, this guy has been drinking and smoking for the first time. He has killed the absolute cheap local wine bottle by bottle. The smell is still... His mother admires it. It was still sweet.

The black cigarettes are even more... not even a decent white package, they are completely rolled up with some black leaves and so on.

The smell of burning made He Ming have to admit that the people in this place really "rejoice in bitterness".

Although it is backward, it does not forget...to catch up with the trend of the civilized world.

"Why do you keep wine bottles? Believe me, no emperor likes to collect wine bottles, or such cheap wine bottles. The outside world. Glass is worthless. The world currency is only a dime RMB a wine bottle. Dime With the purchasing power of money, you can only buy a lollipop for a crying kid who has no human form (the price in China in this world. A dime is still very marketable.). And people will definitely not appreciate it. Scold you A meal. Because rich he wants to... buy a BMW with his own money. A kid's BMW toy car. The newest kid's favorite. I think you'll get the idea. If you ever go online."

After some more time, in the darker and darker night, He Ming, who turned into a forest, couldn't help but said. He said a lot of "nonsense" in one breath.

I can't bear it anymore. Is this person mentally disabled? What's the use of wine bottles? Brother, you don't even think about it... I'm sorry for your mother, you are a superman, don't embarrass Superman, okay?

Go to Citigroup or Vantage (Huaxia Alliance) casually, your superman is... eats delicious food, lives in a five-star hotel, and randomly summons a team of young models who have at least graduated from college... Papapapa!

No. Now it is a ten-star hotel. This is China's new standard, there is no way, some supermen in the new era are too... generous, and the five-star is too weak.

Ali’s eyes were full of excitement. He grinned and said, “God, this kind of wine bottle is an excellent container, and it can be sold at a high price in our tribe. When I was a child, when my father was still herding sheep, I used it every day Waiting outside the tribe for some white-skinned travelers to come. Then he'll have some... bottles. What a joy to get a bottle.... Mum was so happy to see so many bottles. Since Dad died, she... "

"That's enough...God doesn't like to listen to nonsense. And...as the emperor, you have to...go to school. Mmmmm, I will reward you with some magic medicine before we part."

"Before taking the medicine. You first find...the various study groups before taking the genius brain pill. There are so many fucking online, you can find a full set of culture, and then take the medicine and quickly become a civilized person. Hmm. Of course, wait. For a while. We are here to have fun, oh no, after serving the people, we will go to... the kingdom of Thailand to see the shemale. This will increase your wisdom, broaden your horizons, and quickly improve your cultural quality and other civilizations Human quality. But I suggest you never make out with a ladyboy—a virgin like you is very dangerous.”

"Yes, God!"

Ali nodded again and again. Although he could understand the language, what did "shemale" mean? What is dangerous? More dangerous than thugs? They kill and rob at every turn. What would a shemale do?

He Ming, who has a super high EQ, can almost see Ali's psychological thoughts, so he speaks earnestly and sincerely: "Shemale...is a monster in human form. They? They will fuck you! Don't be too...expressing enthusiasm. You must know that they think you There will be thoughts about people. Then they will...fuck you! You are now...perfect superman. Perfect god, very attractive. Get it? So...don't be fooled by hormones, because the upper body you want to see Mating, you will...not lift your lower body."

"Of course, if you're gay, then just pretend I didn't say anything. I've never discriminated against... all kinds of perverts (and said I didn't discriminate)!"

"Yes, God!"

...

Drive the chariot to the maximum, enjoy the speed, and quickly pass through the grassland, sandy land, woodland... At about seven or eight o'clock local time, He Ming arrived... There was a lot of gunshots and a lot of flames before camp.

This is a small campsite. It belongs to the area that is often said in military books that "easy to defend but difficult to attack".

At the end of a canyon with few grasses, there is a semi-circular camp that looks like a small town.

It looks almost...an ordinary town, but the central optical brain can't find the wrong people.

This is indeed a gathering place for villains, thugs, and criminals. The most important function right now is... a stronghold for a warlord.

This place has already entered the relatively prosperous area on the land of Africa, not... the desolate area where Ali is located, where there is no one person in a square kilometer. Therefore, He Ming, who stopped on a high ground, looked around and found towns with ordinary people nearby.

It is probably the... territory of this Mr. Warlord. The source of food for soldiers and horses. People who really live in dire straits. . .

"There's no need to go. It's over."

He Ming uttered a voice to stop Ali who wanted to help. Unexpectedly, the boy said weakly: "God. I want to pick up some spoils."

"...Just wait a while." He Ming was speechless for a moment before speaking again.

Ali was immediately... elated, delighted.

He Ming couldn't help muttering in his heart: "Didn't you... pick up a little bit, even dog shit."

Unexpectedly, the food of an illiterate African hanging silk is really appalling.

There is no need for Ali to step forward, and of course there is no need to go forward to have fun by himself. Without him, Xiao Hao and Shao said that they arrived more than 20 minutes early. During this period of time, they are enough to destroy a small African country.

And the most important thing is the central optical brain prompt: the big and the small, the two stupid birds are not happy with the slow-moving ak47, and they took out the... large rotary machine gun... which is more than 4 meters long and weighs 40 tons. Rate of fire 4500 rounds per minute...

"Hahaha! It's so cool! Hehehe. What a bunch of idiots who can't control themselves."

When He Ming rushed into the town from the canyon, Xiao Hao and Xiao Hao walked up to He Ming holding the AK47 used to cover up the "criminal evidence" with smiles. They all said to have fun together, but He Ming has been driving tonight.

Not a single villainous carbon-based monkey...let it go.

The central optical brain has already indicated that there are no survivors. He Ming rolled his eyes and said: "Killing people is meaningless, even if it is a villain. We are not the righteous scavengers of the earth. Well, let's go to the Kingdom of Thailand next stop. Together, buddies... ...Praise my prestige in China, go to see the shemale! Spend money!"

"Oh oh oh oh oh! That's great!"

Xiaohao immediately "oh" into a happy expression. In fact, the inner thoughts are basically the same: I am so weak, I still go to see...the disabled. Who hasn't seen more exciting things in the world of the dead?

Just as I was about to set off, I saw...the new African emperor turned into...a real hardworking scavenger again.

The "wealth" of this camp... One can imagine that this is the stronghold of a warlord.

Therefore, in the data of the central optical brain, there are even 5,536 tons of various grains; 1,234 tons of fuel oil, and 2,140 tons of salt-salt is very important in animal husbandry. Herbivores must eat a lot of salt.

Others are more than 20,000 pieces of arms of various colors, including 3,210 used ones.

124 vehicles of various types intact...

...Finally, there is cash from the leader, jewelry, and even...some powder was found.

About 2.3 tons.

According to the "retail price" in the Huaxia market, at least 1,500 yuan per gram. Therefore, the final value of this batch of goods is at least one billion one hundred and fifty million yuan.

And now all this wealth has no owner...

And it includes all kinds of fleeing domestic animals...the number exceeds tens of thousands.

Ali immediately... went back to his job. It turned into a gust of wind and drove the livestock to safety.

He also lovingly rubbed the head of the frightened lamb.

He loves these livestock as much as his own. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so...working hard.

...

next...

No one is a fool. He Ming and Xiao Hao were surprised to see...the newly appointed "African Emperor" was crying and laughing at other times. Immediately afterwards, they braved the fire and searched everywhere... to search for property and gather them in a safe open space in the square.

He gave full play to all the physical qualities of a little Superman. Definitely formed a professional search light.

More than 5,500 tons of grain. He holds about ten tons at a time. The three of He Ming could no longer see him, they could only hear: "Hehe" and other smirks.

"Look at your African emperor. He is indeed so talented. Not only is it deeply moving, but it also makes us remember bitterness and sweetness. This is a...spiritual baptism." Situ Haoran snickered.

"This...an idiot's food! Doesn't he know...that our gods will be short of money?" He Longhao turned to He Ming, raised his eyebrows, winked and said: "Brother-in-law, leave him alone, his fate with the great us is over , back to the bleak monkey life. The title of Emperor of Africa still needs his efforts, this is his task, not ours. So, shall we go?"

"I think he's very funny, we took him to see ladyboys in Thailand. Believe me, his performance will... highlight our elegance and civilization."

"Hahaha! High. Really high!" Situ Haoran laughed.

He Longhao smiled lewdly and said maliciously: "I heard that this guy is still a virgin... Then, how about we introduce him to the most beautiful... transvestite? And tell him, dear, he loves...men with disabled lower body ! No, it's a woman!"

"Hahaha!" He Ming and Situ Haoran laughed strangely.

The next moment, He Ming waved his hand with a smile, put away the two cars, and immediately released a huge energy flow, sweeping across the area, rolling up all the belongings, including the dead man's watch, and scattered bullets with the energy flow. The original two nano-bags, grain, salt, and livestock were involved in it one after another... nothing was left behind, I believe... the second group of people who came here carefully will... immediately yell:

Grass mud horse, just a fucking corpse? And the tattered clothes on the corpse? Grass! Not a single RMB was left behind!

The reason why He Ming did this was because he knew that if he didn't take care of these belongings, Ali would not be "in the mood" to go to Thailand.

He will always think about the "no man's property" here.

So it's better to take it back to his house at once, let him meet his mother, etc., and then go together... Well, I'm really looking forward to it.

hey-hey.

To be honest, Brother Tangtang has been to the Kingdom of Thailand to act aggressively. He has seen the king, crown prince, queen, and eminent monks...but he has never seen a shemale.

Thus, the immortality of great men is incomplete.

ps: the first update. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)