After the experiment, Lakshata proposed to do a comprehensive examination for Yan Xiaobei. It was unimaginable that so many experimental subjects could not do this, but Yan Xiaobei's semi-finished product could absorb such a huge amount of energy.

"Did you know that the energy you just absorbed is enough to supply half a city in New York to a day's electricity."

Yan Xiaobei was also shocked by this number.

However, he still refused Lakshata's full inspection.

He was very confident in his body and did not need to do these tests. Just now, his body's genes had new changes. Yan Xiaobei didn't want anyone to know, just pretended that this was his secret.

Lakshata felt very regretful, and Yan Xiaobei said: "Of course, if you can tell me all the secrets of the superhuman experiment, I can do a full-scale physical examination."

The answer is no.

Lakshata decisively rejected this. Yan Xiaobei said nothing, nodded and left the laboratory.

brush!

The next second, he appeared at his home.

It is really convenient to move instantly in the direction of rushing.

After returning home, Yan Xiaobei locked himself in the room, no one saw him. The genetic changes occurred. Yan Xiaobei gained new abilities and couldn't wait to try it out.

He found a chair from the room, placed it in front of him, pointed it out with his right index finger, and the energy filled with all his body was divided into a trace, overflowing from his fingertips, forming a spot of light.

Whoosh!

The light spot shot out and hit the chair, which silently turned into ashes. Nothing was left.

Yan Xiaobei was shocked.

So awesome, this is so awesome. Just now, Yan Xiaobei just used less than one percent of the energy, and was about to cause this effect. A chair turned into ashes in front of him was simply horrifying.

If you take all your strength, how powerful it is.

After thinking about it, Yan Xiaobei turned around and disappeared into the room, crossed the Pacific Ocean, and came to the dense Amazon jungle.

The dense jungle covers the sky and the sun. If you hide here, even the satellites cannot be found.

Stepping on the rotten dead leaves, it made a crackling sound. Yan Xiaobei walked in the dense jungle, waved his right hand gently, and a dazzling beam of light burst out.

In an instant, all the obstacles blocking the light column were knocked into ashes and annihilated. A straight and wide road appeared in front of Yan Xiaobei, and the sunlight shone straight down.

Yan Xiaobei looked out and extended to about a distance of several thousand meters.

After learning this, Yan Xiaobei couldn't help but be amazed. He just spent only one fifty of his energy. It was so terrible. If he had to take all his strength, would he destroy half of the Amazon jungle?

When Yan Xiaobei thought of the terrifying energy that had half a city in New York in one day, he felt incredible. Now he is definitely not a strong man in the first class.

If you meet Thor, you will never lose.

Yan Xiaobei guessed that he is definitely a second-class strongman now and can compete with the eighth-grade magic weapon.

In other words, except for the limited powerful people such as Superman on the earth, you can almost walk sideways. Especially if you have instant movements, you can appear in any corner of the earth.

Even if you can't defeat the enemy, you can retreat calmly. Even if you are a Superman, you may not be able to capture yourself.

Standing in the sun, Yan Xiaobei found that the energy he consumed was quickly replenished, and the solar energy was almost inexhaustible, and he didn't need it at all, but the problem of replenishing new energy.

Rumble!

Yan Xiaobei bounced his fingers and burst out from his fingertips, which was even more terrifying than bullets. It was comparable to lasers and made the entire Amazon jungle mess.

No matter what dangerous place it was, the ferocious beasts were smashed to pieces under Yan Xiaobei's violent bombardment.

Yan Xiaobei consumes a lot of energy, but the body automatically absorbs solar energy to supplement the energy consumed.

It's as terrible as a perpetual motion machine.

Yan Xiaobei felt terrible. Now he is like a human-shaped nuclear bomb that never stops. Even among the second-class strong men, he can be said to be the best.

He believes that he is definitely the best profiter for the Superhuman Project.

Even if the final product of the Superhuman Project appears in front of you, you can fight with you and even defeat them.

With such strong strength, Yan Xiaobei even had the urge to immediately run to the Super Academy and snatch the ring made of Buddha bone relics from the principal's hand.

But he immediately drove this impulse out of his mind.

You are strong, but you can't confront the whole world yet. Be low-key, and be sure to be low-key.

After looking at the time, I found that Wen Li should get off work too. Yan Xiaobei moved instantly, returned to her home from Amazon, changed into a dress, and walked out of the room.

He didn't know that when he left Amazon, a group of women rushed over from all directions and stood where Yan Xiaobei disappeared. One of them was tall and mighty, wearing clothes made of weeds, holding a spear made of wood, with camouflage on his face, and roaring to the sky. An invisible force rolled out in all directions with her as the center.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The earth began to shake, the leaves falling on the ground were blown away, and big trees were uprooted.

The other women knelt on the ground in fear and bowed to her.

Suddenly, a woman kneeling on the ground saw a button under her feet, picked it up immediately, and sent it to the female leader.

The female leader asked in surprise: "What is this?"

The female warrior replied without hesitation: "It's the button."

They used not English, but an ancient prophecy that only people from their tribe could understand.

"Angarina, what are the buttons?"

"It's something on the clothes, I don't know much, but my sister definitely knows that she is studying in New York, the United States and is a scholar from our tribe." said the female warrior.

The female leader said coldly: "An Jialina, I order you now. Leave the tribe immediately and find your sister. Let her find the master of the button and destroy the evil people who destroy our tribe's altar. They must be punished by us."

"Yes, leader."

"Don't lose our Amazon tribe's face, don't forget that we are descendants of the God of War Ares." said the female leader.

The female warrior pulled out the sword on her waist and carved a mark under her arm, "I swear with blood that I, Angarina, will definitely find all evil people who destroy the altar, and will definitely bring him back and kill him in the tribe's sacrifice. Use his blood to sacrifice to Ares God of War."

...

Yan Xiaobei didn't know that his great skills in the Amazon jungle accidentally destroyed the altar of the Amazon female warrior clan. They had hatred and had sent members of the clan to kill him.

After returning to his home, Yan Xiaobei had dinner, after everyone at home fell asleep, he changed into a funny mysterious hero suit and started his night of heroism.

As usual, Yan Xiaobei moved instantly while dissipating his divine thoughts to find the criminals.

The emergence of the mysterious hero has caused the crimes in New York to gradually decline step by step. Even so, many people still take risks and continue to do bad things.

Hart is such a person. He is an old man over forty years old. He is also the boss of a criminal gang that resells drugs. However, his life is not very easy these days. He stocked up a lot of goods and couldn't sell them.

Recently, a mysterious man appeared in New York, who specializes in fighting criminals in the dark, causing everyone to be in danger.

Even his business has been greatly affected.

But today is finally here, and someone is preparing to make a big deal with him.

The time is set at twelve o'clock in the evening.

The location is Room 1332, the Grand Hotel in New York.

Hart was originally a little worried, and he didn't want to be arrested because of the mysterious man's affairs, but the other party also gave a lot of reasons. The mysterious man specifically cracked down on crimes outside and would not enter their room for no reason.

And no one knows their transactions, and the other party uses bank transfers, so there is no need to worry about anything at the bottom.

Hart thought about it carefully and found that his activities were invisible small corners, cracking down on some rapists, robbers, etc. So far, no drug trafficking gang has been cracked.

When Hart thought of this, he felt at ease. In addition, the profits given by the other party were very generous, so he agreed to the transaction with him and at nine o'clock in the evening, he brought his subordinates to the agreed room early.

At twelve o'clock, the knock on the door rang as promised.

Hart gave a look, his subordinates understood it, and immediately walked over and opened the door, and welcomed the two men.

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The old man is about seventy years old, with a head full of white hair and a face full of hills, but he is in good spirits. The middle-aged man is tall and has a national face, and his eyes are shining with splendor. He can tell at a glance that he is a bodyguard or something.

The old man sat down on Hart's sofa, and the bodyguard stood behind him, glanced at Hart a few times, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, as if mocking Hart's mob.

Hart didn't mind either. He was a serious businessman, not a brave mafia.

"Have you brought the stuff?" The old man coughed and asked in a low voice.

Hart waved his hand and a subordinate dragged a box from under the sofa. When he opened it, he saw bags of white particles inside, which were the latest drugs.

"t9, the latest drug, one can make people feel illusioned as if they are floating in the air, and it is so cool." Hart said confidently: "If you don't believe it, you can inspect the goods."

"No need." A smile appeared on the old man's face and said, "We know the name of cunning Hart, otherwise we wouldn't have asked you to do business. Put these away." He ordered the bodyguard.

The bodyguard nodded and reached for the drugs. Who knew that Hart's men suddenly cooperated with the box and brought the drugs back.

The old man was stunned and looked at Hart unhappily, "What do you mean?"
Chapter completed!