Chapter 38

After a brief silence, Busan E-sports Times New Plaza was full of voices and noise, which was more lively than any vegetable market entrance.

Someone screamed hysterically.

Some people are excitedly afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

Reasonable people think carefully and fear.

In the webcast room, the bullet screen exploded instantly, densely packed, layer after layer.

"Dodging bullets at close range? Making a movie? Blank bullets? Or is this a DSP show?"

"Xiunima! This is a live ammunition! I'm right here!"

"Did this killer grow up eating rice fields? Ah Xi! You can't kill that Han traitor at such a short distance!"

"The "Matrix" has a strong sense of déjà vu...do I have a tube in the back of my neck?"

"Shut up the strong ones! Master Cui Shanghuan has golden eyes! At least show me the awe that the weak should have!"

"Golden pupils are amazing? Golden pupils will die too! Isn't that Jack Grimm? I think Choi Sang-hwan is the next Jack!"

"Hmph, stupid weakling, Master Cui is the son of destiny who condenses the luck of the whole of Korea! How can Jack be compared with him?"

"Exactly! Can Jack dodge bullets? He can't! Brother Shang Huan will definitely become stronger in the future... Target Superman, let's go!"

"Axi... the killer is dead? Obviously only used one punch... Is this guy a miniature Hulk?"

The killer hit the face with three shots, and Choi Sang-hwan was unscathed.

After showing his "strength" beyond the limit of ordinary people's imagination in full view, Choi Sang-hwan was not angry but happy.

Although the killer's body was next to him, which made him feel nauseous and a little nauseous, he still managed to hold back the physiological reaction and behaved like an old dog.

Not only did he survive the assassination, but as a victim, he was able to attract many sympathetic passers-by to become fans.

With the help of the DSP company, if this matter is properly operated, how far will he be able to reach in the future?

The strongest superstar in Korean history?

Do not!
As early as the moment Cui Shanghuan became a golden pupil, he knew very well that as long as he didn't make mistakes, all of this was a certainty.

Now, he has bigger ambitions!
Become the supreme leader and ruler of the country in Korea!
Choi Sang-hwan, a young master of death, fell into a state of reason but madness.

"Hey……"

Can't a star stand in that position?
Can only traditional professionals sit on that throne?

Why!
A lawyer can sit on that supreme throne, so can Cui Sang-hwan!

In the distant future, maybe e-sports people can also run for that position!
Anyway, when he was still a dick, Choi Sang-hwan firmly believed that if e-sports player Lee Sang-hyuk could sit on the throne, he would definitely perform better than all the previous top Korean leaders combined.

He himself will not go anywhere.

Isn't it just being a dog for the consortium!
Find a backer first, pretend to be a snake, wait until your wings are hardened, and then turn your face and deny anyone, it's not too late!
Sanxing Group is a good target...

Cui Shanghuan was happy in his heart, but there was a look of sadness on his face.

"Everyone... sorry, I was too defensive."

He squatted next to the killer's body, barely squeezed out a few crocodile tears.

Let's not talk about Choi Sang-hwan's show for the time being.

From this day on, people gradually began to recognize the power of the extraordinary.

……

"This Korean guy is amazing! Dodging bullets at close range... he flies up!"

When Guo Lei was using Douyin, he came across a video clip of Cui Shanghuan being assassinated.

He widened his eyes suddenly, stood up, and gripped the phone tightly.

So handsome!

If it weren't for several Weibo big Vs who swore that all of this was true, he would have suspected that this was a movie.

Since all of this is true, does it mean that the era of spiritual recovery, which was always imagined before, is about to come?

The person with golden pupils is just a pioneer, who has seized the opportunity. An ordinary person like him may not be without the possibility of becoming a superhuman...

But it didn't take long for Guo Lei to be excited, the smile on his face gradually faded away.

None of that has anything to do with him.

He is just a miserable old man now.

When he saw his wife this morning, he found a few more strawberries on her neck...

Guo Lei is 100% sure that it was definitely not "planted" by himself!

However, my wife swore to the sky that she was trying to scrape and cupping herself, and pinched it out for herself...

What else could Guo Lei do?
Of course I believe her!
beep...

A special WeChat notification sounded.

It's a message from my wife.

After Guo Lei unlocked the phone, he opened it and took a look.

"It's over, it's over! I told you not to kiss your neck, but you didn't listen! Guo Lei saw these hickey marks today! How do you fool it?"

At this moment, Guo Lei felt that his hair was green and shiny, as if he was wearing a green prairie of Hulunbuir.

He was stunned for a while, and replied six words.

"Sent to the wrong person?"

Guo Lei's wife quickly withdrew the message.

After a while, the other party replied with three messages.

"Then get a divorce. Poor, I've had enough of you."

"【Voice messages】."

Guo Lei clicked on the voice message.

His wife's panting, a strange male voice, and applause for love came from the microphone.

The conversations between the dog and the man are unbearable, and they are all sick names such as good grandpa, bad granddaughter, little bitch, and big Tibetan mastiff.

Guo Lei fell into a sluggish state.

About half an hour later, Guo Lei's wife sent another message.

"I advise you to go to the hospital for a checkup. I have AIDS. You can see if you are HVI positive. Find a time and go to the civil affairs department to go through divorce procedures? It's okay if you don't, anyway, I don't lack men."

Seeing this, Guo Lei finally had a complete mental breakdown.

"Drafting it! I drafting it! Did you hear that! Bitch, did I treat you badly! Why did you treat me like this!"

There is a small red dot on this message, indicating that the send failed.

Wechat reminded Guo Lei very warmly - "I'm sorry, you are not the friend of the other party, so you cannot send messages."

Guo Lei rushed into the kitchen in a daze, found a knife, pressed it on his neck, with a look of lovelessness on his face.

What's the point of living.

He was extremely sad, just when he was about to end his miserable life...

The change happened suddenly.

Without any sound and light effects, something seemed to be secreting rapidly in Guo Lei's brain, and an inexplicable sense of excitement welled up in his heart.

Acquire more wealth, improve social status, suppress possible diseases, learn, eat, digest, absorb, exercise, become stronger...

Countless positive thoughts are derived from the depths of my heart.

Guo Lei slowly opened his eyes.

The originally yellow and black eyes turned silver.

In an instant, Guo Lei changed from a 24K pure waste to a positive, optimistic, sunny and cheerful struggler.

"What about AIDS?"

"A new era has arrived, and AIDS may not necessarily be a terminal illness in the future."

"Even if there is no breakthrough in medicine, as long as I work hard, earn money, and have enough money, I can live like a normal person."

Guo Lei himself couldn't explain where these changes in his body and inner thoughts came from, and he could only attribute them to Qi Yu and Cang Tian Kai Yan.

In fact, he was just someone's guinea pig...

 Choi Sang-hwan is very fat.Being the president of South Korea is the same as prohibiting alcohol in Russia, being an anti-narcotics policeman in Mexico, selling drugs in China, and evading taxes in the United States. He can be labeled as a deadly expert...

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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