On the other side, Lin Dong, who had been waiting for the news, squatted on the sand next to the car on the side of the road and smoked.
At this time, Mr. Hawking came over and squatted beside him.
Lin Dong handed him a cigarette, and Mr. Hawking took it and lit it.
He took a puff and asked Lin Dong, "What's the use of waiting like this? If they die, who will come to inform you? "
"No." Lin Dong said, "I am waiting for someone to inform you."
"You have so much confidence in your master?"
Lin Dong nodded. "I don't know how to describe his mysterious confidence. In any case, my master would never do something seriously if he wasn't confident. Since he thinks it's feasible, we just have to wait for the good news."
"You like this kind of life?" Hawking asked him again, "Logically speaking, at your age, you should be considered a rebellious child and living off your parents at home."
"To be honest, I was very resistant at first, or I didn't get used to it. Actually, it was just an excuse. I was afraid that I wasn't capable enough, or that my master's stage was too dazzling and high. Compared to him and the so-called adventure in my fantasy, it was just a small fight. But if I go back like this, I will look down on myself. So no matter how hard and tiring it is, I will make myself keep up with my master's pace."
Hawking said in a bored tone, "It's a pity that your master doesn't become a speaker. To be honest, his words are more beautiful, but in fact, I dare not compliment him."
Lin Dong ignored him.
After a while, a pickup truck drove over.
Luo Yi popped his head out and grinned at the two of them, "Let's go, we're moving."
Hawking's mouth opened slightly, "You won?"
"Sir, my master doesn't brainwash people with words, but with actions. This is called charisma." Lin Dong smiled at Hawking and went into the mud house to call people to pack up and get ready to leave.
"Anyway, he tricked me to come here." Mr. Hawking snorted.
Hawking didn't believe that the battle took less than two hours to send news of victory. Even when he sat in the truck and arrived at the gate of the town belonging to the Falcon Mercenaries, he was still looking at the situation to see if there was anything strange.
Li Wei smiled at him, "Sir, don't look anymore. Just look at whose flag is at the gate!"
The flag on the door was the new flag of the Foreign Traveler Mercenaries. No matter how thick-skinned Mr. Hawking was, he couldn't do anything about it.
Xu Cheng even walked over and teased, "Look at me, in order to provide good service, I'm willing to change houses. Am I being very sincere?"
Old Mr. Hawking snorted and carefully looked around the town. At least there was some greenery. Although it was not a big city, the houses were made of cement, and the living facilities and water sources were complete.
Lin Dong asked the engineers to find their own houses to stay in while he ran up to the sentry post in the Sky Loft. Up there, Luo Yi was trimming the defense detection equipment. This thing needed to be used. Although it was old and could not detect far away places, it could still capture everything in close range.
After an engineer put away all the miscellaneous items, he walked out comfortably and breathed in the fresh air.
Mario was warming up. When he saw him take a deep breath, he said, "Don't breathe in too much air for now. It smells fishy."
As he spoke, he hooked the back of the pickup truck with both hands and suddenly used all his strength to lift the truck.
The engineer asked curiously, "What are you doing?"
Mario had an expression that said, "Aren't you talking nonsense?" and said, "I'm trying to flip it over."
The scene of Big Brother Cheng's cool act was still in his mind.
The engineer said with a face full of disdain, "One look and I can tell you are an uneducated person. How much explosive force do you have? Most people have the arm strength of 180 pounds. I see you are very burly, and even if you have 600 pounds of punch force like Tyson, plus the support of your waist, your overall explosive force would be a thousand pounds. But do you know how heavy this truck is? Two tons! First of all, you can't even lift it. Even if you have enough strength to be on the same level as the truck, you can't flip it over. From the perspective of physics, it's impossible for you to flip something of the same weight with the help of gravity. So, when you have nothing to do, you need to read more books, especially for someone as dark and ugly as you. You need to study even harder. "
Mario was stunned by her words. "You mean, according to science, it's impossible for a human to overturn this car?"
The engineer nodded. "Plastic trucks can."
Mario clicked his tongue. "Then why do I see someone who can?"
"Who? You tell him to come out, I will use science to teach him a lesson, "the engineer said.
Mario directly pointed at Xu Cheng, who was standing in the hallway on the second floor, puffing and puffing.
"Him."
The engineer snorted. "His arms aren't even as thick as yours. Come on, I don't think he's as tall as you, so he's definitely not as strong as you. There's no need to look at his physique, there's no comparison."
Mario was confused. "That's what I'm confused about. Why can he do it but I can't?"
At this moment, Mario shouted at Xu Cheng on the second floor, "Big Brother Cheng, this tire needs to be changed. I don't think I brought a jack."
Xu Cheng didn't say anything and directly jumped down from the second floor. When he landed, he didn't feel any discomfort at all.
Then, he walked over and asked, "Which tire?"
Mario pointed at the rear tire. "This one."
Xu Cheng went over and lifted the rear of the truck with one hand. The entire wheel was in the air, and he seemed very calm as he continued to smoke. "Faster."
Mario nodded, casually changed a tire, twisted the screw, and said, "Done."
Xu Cheng calmly put the rear of the truck down, and then he continued to smoke and walked away.
Seeing this, the engineer's expression was as if he had seen a ghost.
Mario said to him, "I really don't read much, please explain it to me with science."
The engineer quickly went over and copied Xu Cheng's actions. He tried to lift the rear of the truck with one hand, but it didn't budge at all. Then, he tried again with two hands, and after confirming that it was a real truck, he looked at Xu Cheng's back and exclaimed, "Oh my god, he doesn't look strong at all."
Mario shook his head and left.
The engineer stopped him. "What did you mean by telling me not to breathe too much in the air here?"
Mario turned around and smiled. "Because 300 people died here tonight, and the air is a bit dirty."
Then, he left.
Thinking of something, he turned around and added, "Oh, right, that guy who doesn't look strong to you just now killed the most people. He killed more than 130 people tonight."
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