Chapter 193 Gass Becomes a ‘God’ in Flesh

"This is the part I want to buy." Dadi and Gas walked out of the auto parts store. He took a piece out of the box and checked it again.

"With this, the broken car can run."

"I'm hungry." Gas rubbed his stomach and took out the carrot stuffed in his belt and took a bite.

Dadi felt a chill, "You actually ate it. This is a spark plug."

Gas ate the carrot and leaves in no time, and said seriously: "My grandfather said that food cannot be wasted."

"By the way, where is the big brother surnamed Li? He said he went to investigate this town. We have bought everything."

Bajir, who was lying on Enuma to investigate, yawned.

Dadi suppressed his nausea and looked around vigilantly.

There were strong men wearing magic mirrors standing in front of almost every store in this town.

It looked very wrong.

He checked the harpy lying on Gas's red shoulder armor again.

There was no reaction from the evil tribe nearby.

He breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his voice, "Let's not talk here. Let's leave here quickly."

"This place is not dangerous for him, but for us."

Due to the change in the plot, Dadi did not see the famous scene where Gas tortured the evil soldiers like catching chickens, and lifted a nearly 50-ton boulder and threw it out.

He did not have an intuitive experience of Gas's martial arts value.

Gas was about to say that he would protect Dadi.

With a scream.

A man dressed as a fighter flew out of the bar with the door more than ten meters away, unconscious.

Two men rushed out, one of them directly grabbed the unconscious man's clothes, "I bet 200 monthly yuan on you, how do you say this account should be settled!"

Dadi's expression was out of control and full of fear.

After the two men punched a few times to vent their anger, they walked back to the bar.

He stammered, "Go back."

Gas's eyes lit up.

He looked in the direction of the bar, and the fighter's soul was ignited, "Why? Isn't this place good?"

"This kind of town must be good for warrior training."

Dadi followed Gas's gaze upwards, and there was a huge portrait hanging above the bar.

The portrait showed two sturdy men wearing only black briefs dueling.

The words "Wrestling Bar" were written below.

Dadi suppressed his fear and followed Gas in.

The interior of the bar was dark.

The liquor flowing out of the tap seemed to be condensed into liquid under the special lights.

It looked very high-end.

The customers were almost all hiding in the shadows, and only the sounds of shouting and clinking glasses could be heard.

In the center of the bar was a huge arena.

"Here." Dadi swallowed his saliva, "The atmosphere doesn't look good at first glance."

Gas looked around obsessively, "I think the atmosphere is good."

At this time, a bald and fierce-looking sturdy waiter walked towards them.

Dadi jumped behind Gas, who was a head shorter than him.

Hiding his head behind the skateboard.

Gus clenched his fists, his eyes serious and eager.

But he saw this iron tower-like sturdy man poking Habby's belly with his hand.

He said gently: "Welcome."

On the other side, a nearly 2.5-meter-tall sturdy man was already standing on the ring.

He wore a red eye mask, dark skin, and yellow hair tied into a Japanese samurai's half-moon bun.

Folding his arms, naked from the upper body.

Wearing pantyhose similar to those of a ballet dancer on the lower body, with a pair of briefs on top.

Standing in front was a short and fat woman with a cabbage on her head, wearing a light blue dress and heavy makeup.

She raised her orchid finger and held the microphone, "Good evening, friends."

"Is there any warrior who dares to wrestle with Matt?"

The sturdy man named Matt behind her looked around, but no one responded.

The woman taunted: "All those gathered here today are useless cowards!"

Gus and his friends had already walked to the front of the stage.

"Do you think I can do it?" Gas, who was only about 0.8 meters tall, pointed at himself.

Dadi pulled Gas, "Are you crazy, Gas? How could you possibly beat that guy?"

"It doesn't matter, just watch." Gas jumped lightly and jumped onto the ring that was a little higher than him.

The short and fat female host looked at Gas, who was shorter than herself.

It was rare to regain some confidence in her height, "Oh! It turned out to be a baby!"

Some audience members shouted from the audience, "Baby, go home and drink your mother's milk!"

Another audience member laughed, "I'll give you a coin, go home and buy comic books!"

The coin fell on Gas's head and bounced onto the ring.

Gas was not angry at all for being humiliated.

He wore a warm smile and said something inexplicable, "This is all right."

He just jumped and appeared in front of the man who threw the coin.

He raised his hand knife and chopped it down from top to bottom, splitting the wine table and the wine glass in two.

The cross section was extremely smooth.

The man was frightened and stood there in a daze, sweating profusely.

Gas bowed slightly, "Excuse me."

The female host was surprised and said, "Little guy, you are really good."

"It's you. If you are not afraid of losing your life, just give it a try."

"Thank you very much." Gas jumped up.

The robot moved slowly among the crowd, and the transparent lid was full of coins.

"The betting contest is established. I bet 500 yuan on the toilet."

"I also bet 200 yuan on Matt."

"Me too, 200 yuan."

No one chose Gas.

The female host said regretfully: "If no one bets on the little guy, the contest can't start."

She looked at Dadi, "Little brother, aren't you his friend? Don't you bet on him to win?"

Dadi hesitated, what should I do, mom? Although gambling is wrong, dad also said that men always have to bet at all times. What should I do?

In the end, he still took out the money from his pocket, "I bet Gas one month yuan!"

Everyone laughed.

Gas also fell to the ground with a plop, complaining to Dadi, "I said Dadi. You."

Just then, a pile of moon coins was thrown next to Gas.

The female host quickly squatted down to pick it up, and her surprised soft flesh shook like jelly, "Ten thousand!"

Everyone looked at the place where the pile of money flew out.

It was a white-haired man wearing sunglasses, sitting alone with his back to the stands, holding a glowing wine in his hand.

He said pretentiously: "I'll bet on him."

The female host was surprised: "Handsome, are you okay?"

"He's not sick!" A clear male voice sounded.

A blond young man stepped into the dim bar, shining brightly.

"I want to bet too. Ten thousand and one yuan!"

After saying that, a pile of coins mixed with a coin appeared at the feet of the female host.

The white-haired man was naturally Xia Mang.

He changed into human clothes, which was actually a light blue suit in a sleeveless robe and a red tie.

His pupils trembled, and he thought shamelessly that there was such a peerless man in the world, almost as handsome as me.

And he had such a strong light energy.

He was. The light warrior?

"Brother Li!" x2

Gass and Dadi waved.

The hostess' body instantly went limp, "Another one. Pah! What a perfect man!"

"Do you really want to suppress this brat?" She gritted her teeth, "How about this, you are the new guest."

"Consider this money as my advance for you. I will return it to you after the game."

Then, her voice suddenly rose again, looking at Xia Mang, "This does not include you!"

As she said that, she threw the money into the open lid of the robot.

Xia Mang's teeth were almost broken, damn the little white face!

Bajier walked to the side of the earth.

The small holes in the four corners of the square arena shot out light blue lasers.

Connected with the four small balls suspended above.

"It's really high-tech." Bajier poked his hand at the edge of the arena, which seemed to be air.

Instantly, a blue elastic light film appeared.

"There is a laser fence, but there is no smartphone. You have to write a letter, which is outrageous."

The humans on Earth in this world are worthy of being the descendants of the evil movement race.

They are always willing to use high technology in areas related to combat.

And their physical bodies are much stronger than those of humans in Harry's world.

The 50-ton boulder that Gas lifted is equivalent to 100,000 jin in kilograms.

The ultimate level of blood-moving realm is 108,000 jin with one hand.

In other words, Gas has become a god in the flesh when he came to the world of Tang Shenwang in the fantasy sewer.

After all, 180,000 jin is also a terrifying limit of strength in Tang Shenwang's mouth.

No wonder Gas can fight Xia Mang with a wooden stick.

It's a pity that Gas is still young, only 11 years old.

If he grows up, he will beat Xia Mang into a pancake.

The game begins.

Gas took off his clothes and was shirtless.

Matt clenched his fists, "Don't think you are a kid, I can let you go."

"This is good for my practice," Gas bowed, "Please teach me more."

"Little bastard!" Matt jumped forward.

He supported the ground with his hands and looked down.

Gas lay on the ground and picked up a piece of broken glass.

He turned his head and said gently: "There are glass shards here, and they almost scratched your feet."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Matt was completely furious, and he kicked him.

After the kick missed, he continued to launch a fierce attack.

However, they were all perfectly avoided by Gass.

In the end, he almost fell off the ring, if there was no light film to stop him.

He began to doubt his life.

This little fat guy is so fat, how can he be so agile.

He turned his head, but smiled at the little fat guy and said: "Mr. Matt, let's stop practicing the receiving moves."

"Now please switch to the practice of letting me attack."

Then he bowed slightly.

"What?" Matt hadn't reacted yet.

He found that his knee was kicked by the little fat guy.

Ouch! He knelt on one knee.

How could it be!

The little fat guy changed his position flexibly, sometimes hitting his buttocks, and sometimes flying up to kick his chest.

He struggled to stand up and wanted to catch it.

But the little fat man stepped on his thigh to gain leverage and dodged flexibly, as if he could fly.

Matt forced himself to suppress his anger and endure the pain.

Finally, a minute later, he found an opportunity.

He pretended to kick, and when the little fat man squatted, he grabbed his open arms with both hands.

"I will never let you tease me again, you bastard!"

He knelt on one knee and lowered his center of gravity.

He carefully borrowed leverage from the ground and vowed to break Gas's arm.

"Gas!" The ground pushed Bagel anxiously, "Brother Li, save him quickly!"

Bagel shook his head, "It's too early!"

As soon as the voice fell.

Gass gritted his teeth, pulled his arms inward against Matt's force, and squatted down.

Matt began to stand up unconsciously.

The next second, Gase made a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw.

Matt's body broke through the light film and fell upside down on the ground of the bar.

Completely passed out.

The spectators in the audience exclaimed, and for a moment they ignored the pain of losing the bet.

"You win!" Xia Mang took out a pocket of moon coins and walked up to Bagir.

He specifically revealed his identity as the bar owner to the hostess, just to give Bagir and the others their gambling winnings.

Get up close and personal with Bajir.

Bajir, who noticed all this with his keen senses, smiled knowingly.

No wonder the atmosphere of this town is completely different from the previous market.

It turns out that the Xie Dong clan manages this place secretly.

"That's a lot of money!" Dadi exclaimed, what his father said was indeed right!

"Go on." Bajir handed the money to Dadi.

Before that, he carefully stood in front of Habi.

In the original plot, Dadi was upset that he forgot to take the money because Habi found out that he was from the evil tribe, but it was deeply engraved in the heart of Li Lin, who was still an 11-year-old child.

But the money was already in hand.

Hubby, come on!

From Xia Mang's perspective, it was Bagir who sneered and avoided his hand in disgust.

Depend on! More pretentious than me!

ha! With all his hair standing on end, Habi jumped in front of Xia Mang.

Habi's extreme light energy power was like a sharp blade that sank into his body.

The evil lines on Xia Mang's forehead were revealed. Although they were exactly the same as humans, they gave people an inhuman feeling.

"This is this"

The earth's military technology is very strong, and it is not time for the Xie Dong clan to be exposed to the earth's eyes.

He turned around quickly and ran away without looking back.

At this time, Gass put on his clothes and approached, "What happened?"

Before Dadi could react, "Habi suddenly——"

At this time, he recalled what Mei said, "The evil animals will turn into humans and monitor us."

"But Hubby will smell them. It will work if you bring it."

"That is to say."

"Brother Li, that guy is from the evil clan!"

Bagir nodded, "Yes."

Dadi tossed the money bag away.

Run towards the door.

And Garth just picked up Happy and followed behind.

Grass!

Come again!

I just can’t get along with money.

Bending down to pick up money is too shameful.

Bagir's fingertips glowed, and the bag of money instantly appeared in front of Mei, who was holding her face in a daze.

"That's a lot of money!"

"There are also characters from the Long-eared tribe in it."

Keli Keli also jumped up, "A lot of money, Keli."

Mei looked at the note, "Dadi lost his money again! Fortunately, there is Bagir."

Outside the bar.

Dadi looked around, "Where did he go?"

The back of the building in front of Earth and Garth.

Inside a light blue avant-garde sports car with the upper part of the body made of transparent tempered glass.

Xia Mang looked at the earth through the gaps in the building.

Depend on! You didn't even come out to chase me!

Do you think so little of me?

My surname is Li, right?

Light Warrior, I remember you!

Just wait for me!

This time, I’m using the Hell Helmet’s captain aircraft.

I can fully unleash my evil power!

If you only have the previous level, hum!