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"Damn Asian monkey, I'll kill you!" Vincent roared wildly, his body flashed, and he bumped into Meng Sansheng at several times the speed of sound.

"Don't be impatient, use missiles, use missiles!" Stark, who made a heavy bet to buy him and win, shouted in a hurry.

"Hmph!" Yin Sha Luo punched the glass wall with a hard punch, wishing he could come to the scene and compete for him personally.

With a loud "bang", Vincent hit Meng Sansheng as he fitted and knocked him out more than ten meters in one breath, and his ribs were broken seven or eight times.

"Buzz—" Vincent flapped his wings, his body flashed, and another beautiful dive, like an eagle fighting a rabbit. Meng Sansheng couldn't dodge and was knocked away by his head. The joints on his body were slacking off, and his whole body was about to fall apart.

"Okay--" Ten Jie immediately cheered loudly. Half of Vincent's high-altitude sniper missiles rely on high technology, but this supersonic collision is his signature killer move. Relying on this skill, even a team of air forces will be dead end when facing him. Now he extends the battlefield to ultra-low altitude, which is also overwhelmingly lethal and no one can do it.

Meng Sansheng got up from the ground and shrank his body into the monkey fist. The moment Vincent's third attack fell from the sky, he suddenly turned his hand flexibly and actually gave up Vincent's supersonic assault.

"How is this possible?" Not only Vincent didn't understand this, but the evolvers watching the game also couldn't understand it.

Vincent's supersonic impact is within such a short distance, and the attack time is within 0:00 seconds. Unless his movement exceeds the speed of sound, he will definitely not be able to avoid it. Although Meng Sansheng's rolling is as fast as lightning, it is still a distance from the speed of sound. How did he avoid it?

"Hehe, can't figure it out?" Meng Sansheng grinned in his heart. This is his dota experience. In the Dota, the butcher's hook, the chainsaw of the woodcutter, the summoner's tornado sky fire, and the white tiger's magic arrow all need to be predicted. Change the angle and think about the timing and angle of the move if you are an opponent, then click the mouse, twist your waist, and dodge it in advance.

He didn't have to see how Vincent made a move or which direction he bumped. As long as the moment he turned around, calculate the time, guess the impact position, change his position immediately, use the flexibility and speed of Monkey Fist, just enough time to flash by. Vincent's speed was absolutely not said, but his brain was a human brain after all, and his reaction speed could not keep up with his limb speed.

Vincent didn't believe in evil, and his body turned around and bumped again. Meng Sansheng turned over early and avoided again. Vincent blurted out and cursed, turned around and bumped again. Meng Sansheng always predicted a few seconds at 0:00, and then easily flashed and avoided.

Vincent's impact flashed several times in a row, and a sharp whistle and cheers suddenly sounded from the top of the sky. The cheers were also mixed with Jenny's sharp laughter. Hearing her laughter, Vincent immediately committed a taboo in competitive confrontation, that is, the boss.

He obviously had missiles, but he didn't want to use them anymore. He was determined to hit Meng Sansheng in a row, thinking about regaining the pleasure of knocking him away, and exhaling a slight anger in his heart. As soon as he got up, his intentions became more obvious, and Meng Sansheng was more at ease in his dodging.

As he failed to hit the rounds, there were laughter and joy on the sky dome. Vincent occupies a very prominent position among the evolutionists because of his supersonic impact, and everyone has to respect him. He is also a very proud person and does not take others into consideration. Over time, this resentment arises. Now that he has been punished by Meng Sansheng, many people are secretly happy and whistle more and more sharply, Jia Yi wants to hit Vincent's arrogance.

As his movements became more and more reckless and deformed, Meng Sansheng was actually having leisure to create afterimages while avoiding them. He took advantage of the brief time in the gap to speed up the time to activate the Prajna Praise, and quietly put out sixteen afterimages, forming his afterimage array.

With the blessing of this Dunjia Formation, Vincent found that his movements were getting slower and more clumsy, but Meng Sansheng was hiding more and more easily and relaxed. After a while, Meng Sansheng had already created the afterimage of the five beasts in the formation, and the atmosphere of the scene was immediately wrong.

"Damn it!" At this time, Vincent finally understood that he should use missiles to sweep the enemy from high altitude. He swung his body in the air and rose into the sky.

"I'm fighting the fighter among you, a man!" Just as he made a raising move, Meng Sansheng suddenly urged the monkey fist to clench the spirit bead, and the true energy ejection erupted out, shooting hard towards the sky. Unfortunately, he did not wear a boxing glove, so the true energy ejection that erupted was just a fan-shaped ball of true energy hurricane. However, this true energy hurricane brought the afterimage of the five beasts to the sky.

When Vincent reached the commanding heights and was about to launch a missile, the afterimage of the five beasts had already rushed up and detonated his whole body. His cool flying magic suit was blown to pieces. He was naked, wearing only a pair of rotten underwear, rolling down, and fell to the ground in a twisted manner, unconscious.

The true essence scattered and turned into a meteor shower in the sky. Meng Sansheng stood up straight with difficulty, raised his right fist tremblingly, and shouted to the sky, with a fierce heart.

"It's really like being in a dream. Two months ago, I had to fight the evolutionist and struggle to death. Now, knocking down an evolutionist alone is like shooting a plane, relaxed, happy and romantic." Meng Sansheng blew a kiss to the audience.

"Ah--" The women among the top ten couldn't help but screamed in excitement.

Although he was lying back on the warlock's operating table, Meng Sansheng's treatment was very different from before. This time, the warlock personally took the surgery and used the high-tech medical instruments of the Evolution Alliance to cure the disabling damage he suffered. Around the operating table, several evolvers who had interest and favors for him were surrounded.

Joanna ignored everyone's eyes and gave him a warm kiss with excitement. Meng Sansheng felt that the snake girl's fragrant tongue had deliberately hit his teeth several times, as if she wanted to open his mouth and absorb all his yang energy.

Igor came to his side, stuffed three 1,000 chips into his hand, and whispered: "Long, you did a pretty job, I won 30,000 yuan, this is your 3,000 yuan commission. After healed, I will invite you to drink and celebrate the fall of Vincent's air." After that, he grinned and left three times.

Jenny pouted her sexy cherry lips, tapped her lips with her fingertips, and then quietly drew a circle on Meng Sansheng's chest and gave him an admiring look.

Ade and the throat patted his shoulder, gave a simple respect, and then left with Jenny.

Judging from their performance, Meng Sansheng felt a little conflicted: these evolvers didn’t seem to be unforgivable. Why do they seem to be the driving force behind the scenes every time they ended up in the world? The Lord God also set an important reward for their lives.

When the people were all exposed, the warlock came to Meng Sansheng with a smile.

"My instruments seriously underestimate your ability value. Although your mental field is weak, the flexibility and singularity of changes are far beyond my imagination. And your grasp of the psychological and physiological weaknesses of the opponent also makes me feel upset. Perhaps this is the reason why you can kill Stark and Yinkill Rou by one against two." The warlock's face was full of admiration, and he no longer had any evil appearances towards him.

"It seems that I defeated Vincent, and even this cunning warlock was shocked. That is absolutely true. The martial arts skills and my dota-stage micro-job will stop whenever I see them. Let's see how he curses me." Meng Sansheng thought proudly.

"With the financial resources of our Evolutionary League and the potential you show, I believe I can create the unique super evolutionist in the history of the Evolutionary League." A look of fanaticism appeared on the warlock's face.

"Do you still need to create? You didn't listen to my self-introduction. I am the elite agent of the Dragon Group of the Dragon Hidden Base, the super invincible evolutionist Long Aotian." Meng Sansheng raised his head arrogantly.

"You are just an international student who came to Manhattan to make a living. After graduating from Beijing Normal University, you have been working in North America and doing e-commerce. You live in a poor life and are burdened with debt. Your own destiny is seriously out of touch with your expectations for yourself." The warlock's face turned cold, "You created yourself the identity of a Dragon Group Agent for the Dragon Hidden Base to escape the cruel reality. Your real name is Meng Sansheng."

"Damn you'll find my bottom so quickly. The Evolutionary is indeed worthy of having an affair with the CIA." Meng Sansheng knew that he could never hesitate at this moment, otherwise he would be exposed.

"No, no, no," he howled in his throat, "My name is not Meng Sansheng, my name is Long Ao Tian, ​​I am here to find the evolver and save the world together. I am not a waste, I am not a waste-"

His voice was too loud. Not only did the warlock not only couldn't say anything below, but his ears were almost deaf. The sound came out of the operating room. People outside the door were talking about Meng Sansheng's strangeness and heard it, and they rushed into the house to see what was going on.

Meng Sansheng roared, and suddenly thought: This is how his original life was. Without his eldest niece, all the money was given to private detectives, and his life was depressed and dead. It was not until he embarked on the journey to find his eldest niece that although dangerous but extremely wonderful things finally happened on him. If he hadn't been this eldest niece, he might have really become the cowardly designed by Tesla.

But life is not perfect now. I was almost killed just now. As an awakened person, I live in the forefront every day, and this day may be even worse than being a coward. When will he have a little simple and good life?

Thinking of this, he was filled with mixed feelings and sadness came from it. He couldn't help but burst into tears and burst into tears.

"My name is not Meng Sansheng, my name is Long—Ao—Tian! Ah—An, Ang, Ang..." He looked up at the sky and roared helplessly at fate. This powerful performance with true feelings immediately conquered all the audience present.

Seeing him mixing with many profound emotions such as despair, self-destruction, grief, madness, etc., these evolvers seemed to have seen a brand new Hitchcock-style mentally ill movie for free. They were simply shocked by Meng Sansheng's acting skills.

"Warlock, why do you want to speak out such a cruel reality? He has a mental illness! This is so cruel!" Ade rushed out. This black beauty with chocolate skin seemed to be the most conscientious of everyone.

"Yes, warlock, you have been holding the scalpel for too long. You have gradually forgotten that you are also a human being, not a high god. You are becoming more and more indifferent." Jenny frowned.

"Hmph, we can only truly absorb him into our organization by letting him face his true identity. Although this process is cruel, it is something this ignorant potential evolver must experience to fade into a butterfly. Meng Sansheng, look at me!" The warlock suddenly raised his voice.

Meng Sansheng made a confused expression and looked into his eyes.

"We can enable you to realize all your fantasies, we can make you a true evolver, let you change this disaster-prone world with us, and make it a more perfect paradise." The warlock said sharply.

"Damn, I understand. This is the worldview that Americans are particularly obsessed with. My existence is to change the world. This ideal is the easiest to be used by others. Even if it is not used, it will easily deteriorate. No wonder this organization eventually became a disaster star institution." Although Meng Sansheng thought so in his heart, the expression on his face calmed down, "Can I change the world? That is, save the world? As an evolver?"

"Save the world, well, you can think so too." The warlock nodded affirmatively.

Meng Sansheng looked at the several evolutionists standing behind the sorcerer with help. These evolutionists nodded one after another, indicating that the sorcerer was right. Their expressions were all very sincere, and Meng Sansheng felt that they really thought so.

"What a typical case of doing bad things with good intentions. Look at the good things you idiots with ideals, ambitions and abilities do, alas. I guess these guys are still sold out." Meng Sansheng suddenly felt a little complicated about them, mourning his misfortune and angering his stupidity. The most sobering person here is probably a warlock. He obviously knows what he really wants to do. Such people do things the most neat and effective, but the damage they cause is also the greatest.

"I want to join you, I don't want to go back to the past world." Meng Sansheng said with tears in his eyes.

"Huh!" Seeing that he finally realized the truth and made a choice, the evolvers in the room felt relieved and looked at each other with relief. Even the warlock's face appeared warmth.

"It's great, but you have to know that incorporating you into a member of the Evolutionary Alliance, in addition to giving you a new identity, you also have to invest huge scientific research funds in you. Your people will become the property of the organization, and I must guarantee the full ownership of your body." The warlock said in a deep voice.

"What do you want to do?" Meng Sansheng asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, I need you to sign a series of documents, and I will install shadow balls in your brain," the warlock explained.
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