The super soldier king of the stunning president

Chapter 1254 Spicy Tiao (1 Chapter)
In a certain place, a group of primitive residents, carrying forks and spears, gathered to discuss a certain event.

The skin of the aborigines is bronze-colored, and the surface is smooth and shiny, as if smeared with oil.

In front of this group of indigenous people was a young man with fair skin.

The man is about 27 or [-] years old, and his skin is so fair that many women are jealous. He stands out from the group of indigenous people like a different kind of existence, very dazzling.

As long as you glance casually with your eyes, you can easily find his existence.

"God--"

The indigenous leader came to the young man and called him God with a respectful expression.

"Hmm. Is everyone here?" The young man asked coldly.

"It's all here, God, please tell me." The indigenous leader bent over and said.

"very good."

The young man nodded in satisfaction, then waved his hand and said, "Lead everyone and set off with me now, we are going to save those people who are still living in dire straits, so that they will no longer suffer from the sufferings of the world."

"It's God!" The leader responded respectfully.

"Those human beings are too weak. Their existence is simply a shame to those of us who stand at the top of human beings. They are not worthy of being human at all." The young man said again.

"God's right—"

"God, kill those tiny ants, they have destroyed the traditions that we humans should have, and they don't look human at all!"

"God, thank you for saving us and giving us so many delicious things. Those weak pigs, we will kill him!"

The aborigines were stern, vowing and "God" guaranteed.

"very good."

The young man nodded in satisfaction, then pointed to the two super big black packaging bags behind him, "Inside is the holy product I brought back for you, you two bags per person to satisfy your hunger first, wait for us to win the final victory, I am rewarding you a lot!"

"Thank God—"

The young man's voice fell, and the eyes of countless natives present were grateful again and again, and the excited expressions seemed to want to pounce on the two bags.

"Chief, let you distribute the rest! Let's set off in 10 minutes!"

The young man pointed to the native chief.

The leader nodded, and then quickly ran to the big packing bag.

After he picked it up, he opened the bag to reveal a pack of small square plastic bags with a bulge in the middle.

The small bag is colorful in appearance, and several people are painted on it.

On the small bag are written several Chinese characters of 'Tang Monk Meat'.

"Two packs per person, come and get them in order!"

When the chief gave the order, the natives immediately lined up to take their share, then quickly ran to the side, tore open the small bag, and ate the contents.

These small bags are all food, and inside are things that are thin and long like sticks.

When the aborigines saw these small stick-shaped things, they bloomed one by one, and started to chew and move.

As they chewed, they shed tears and exclaimed that this is really delicious!
Others knelt on the ground crying and kowtowed in gratitude to the young man, "Thank God, thank you for bringing us these delicacies in the world!"

The "Tang Monk Meat" they eat is a very popular snack in the Central Plains of the East, and the popular point is called spicy strips.

Aboriginal people have had little contact with the outside world for a long time, so they naturally don't understand the development situation outside, as well as the great evolution of cooking and food.

How do they understand the beauty created by 'ingredients' when they are used to grilling or stewing over the fire?

"Set off--"

After a while, the young man ordered with a big hand: "When we kill all the enemies and win the victory, then I will reward each of us with a big bag."

"A big bag—"

Hearing that one person who wins can get a big bag of spicy sticks, all the indigenous people were overwhelmed, crying and thanking the young people again and again, "Thank you for the gift of God, we will definitely work hard!"

Poor man!

The information is blocked, and they can work hard for fifty cents and a piece of spicy strips.

……

"Set off--"

On another small island, a young man from outside also ordered the aborigines of the island to set off, and promised that if they succeeded, they would give them many benefits.

……

In a certain town, most of the residents have been transformed by hormone drugs and turned into powerful mutants.

They jumped like tigers and wolves, and they jumped seven or eight meters high. This was a power they had never experienced before.

"Duk tuk... ding ding ding..."

A strange sound resounded over the entire town, and immediately these powerful mutants put down what they were doing and rushed towards the southeast one after another.

Soon, people from the entire town gathered in a certain square in the southeast direction.

The crowd was so densely packed that it blocked all roads outside the square.

"Guys, now is the time to use us!"

After the crowd had assembled, a man in black stood on the statue of the god in the square and announced to everyone with a loudspeaker: "Our great god-emperor said that we must completely kill those weak humans so that they will not defile us anymore, because they Not worthy at all."

"Yes--"

Everyone should drink together. Before, everyone still had a sense of autonomy, but now they are like walking dead, without any independent thinking ability at all.

"Set off--"

The man in black standing on the statue waved his hand, and in an instant, those people turned around like ants and left in a specific direction.

They don't have smiling faces, and they don't have the sense of joy and excitement after gaining great power. They just have numb and cold faces.

That look, as if someone owed them millions and didn't pay them back.

……

Somewhere in West Asia, a group of men and women in white coats and eyes gathered together.

They held various test tubes and microscopes in their hands, and were doing the work at hand with serious expressions.

Outside of them, there are heavily armed strong warriors, who are surrounding this group of men and women scientists.

On the roads of the major streets outside the institute, ordinary residents have been moved to other safe places.

Teams of serious-faced warriors replaced the ordinary residents.

"Ugh-"

"Dudu-"

At this time, a loud siren suddenly sounded around the originally peaceful scientific research base.

In an instant, those ruthless fighters opened their eyes wide, holding their weapons and quickly looking around with their heads.

"A large number of mutants have attacked in the east, please reinforce quickly!"

After the alarm sounded for a while, there was a rush of sound.

When the soldiers heard the words, they took a step forward and ran towards the east quickly.

"A large number of mutants are flashing in the west direction, please reinforce quickly!"

The crowd had just run out for a while, when another emergency message came from the radio room.

The crowd froze for a moment, and soon the soldiers from the west turned around and turned back to reinforce.

"Woooooo-"

The sirens rang through the sky again, and the blazing voice continued to be heard from the radio room, "The south is under enemy attack...the north is under enemy attack..."

"Damn it, we're surrounded by them!"

(End of this chapter)