560 pounds?

Abel didn't know how high or low this result was, but the soul habit of Huaxia told him that 560 pounds was about 260 kilograms.

Only 260 kilograms, which doesn't seem like a lot?

Abel, who didn't know the limit of human strength, was a little disappointed, although this punch was not a full punch, and it was probably only five or sixty percent of the strength. But 550 pounds is too little, and it is estimated that it will be about 1,000 pounds with an all-out punch!

Isn't it said that boxing champions can punch tons of punches?

You're too far away, aren't you?

He was confused.

Craig, who was next to him, exclaimed loudly:

"560 pounds!

A few other onlookers, and just now figured out how to tout the boss's bodyguards. All of them widened their eyes and looked at the numbers displayed on the instrument in disbelief.

A 5, a 6, a 0, plus a unit "pound". It's really 560 pounds, and that's the number on the instrument

"What's wrong?" was a little disappointed in his own strength, and looked at Craig and the other bodyguards curiously.

Craig walked up to Abel in some silence, looked at the dynamometer with a puzzled face, and then looked at Abel's tall, thin standard model figure.

560 pounds?

Not to mention the nightlife of his generous boss, even if he has only been following the boss for less than a month, Craig knows that it is extremely pleasant.

Ten Maidens of the Night.

That night, in the elevator of the Central Shelton Hotel in Midtown Manhattan, the boss and a dozen top Victoria's Secret models stayed in the elevator for more than two hours......

What is the elevator failure after the fact......

Come on!

This is one of the top luxury hotels, how can it be so easy for the elevator to break down. What's more, a luxury hotel of this level, even if it really encounters an elevator failure, it can be solved in a very short time, and it is estimated that it will only take a few minutes at most.

But that night.

The elevator maintenance staff at the Central Hilton Hotel did not come, and the elevator was out of order for more than two hours.

In the end, the fault of the elevator suddenly improved again, and it went directly to the top floor.

Craig didn't see the boss and the supermodels in the elevator from beginning to end, but on the second day, he didn't see any of the supermodels come down for dinner!

Inexperienced him.

He also quietly asked Andles about this, and Andles smiled at him at the time: "It's normal. Isn't it? Craig, you have to get used to it. This is the life of our boss, Abel Sefrossa. ”

Craig has been in Africa for so many years, and in those chaotic places. In addition to his terrifying combat experience and combat ability, his EQ and IQ are also extremely high. Otherwise, in that kind of chaotic place, even if he was a super soldier king, if he didn't have a certain EQ and IQ, he would have already become dust on the land of Africa.

Since then, he has dispelled his curiosity in this regard.

But the boss's night royal daughter, indulgence in lust, and boundless temper and character in terms of women, took deep root in Craig's heart.

And such a guy who is so greedy for women, how good can his body be?

There are too many heroes and heroes in the world, because they are immersed in the gentle township, and as a result, they lose the story of the hegemony.

The boss is just a young man, and he may be super good at making money, but his restraint in this regard is too low. If this continues, it will hurt the money and the body.

But......

In Craig's mind, he should be a super playboy like the powerless boss.

The punch just now actually hit 560 pounds of power - this machine must be broken by the fxxk, right?

Confused, Craig didn't immediately answer the boss's curious inquiry.

Bang!

He punched the dynamometer as well.

90 lbs.

Well, the machine didn't break.

His 480 pounds just now is already his limit, and under normal circumstances, between 50~450 is his normal level. In the punch just now, although he hit with all his strength, he didn't have time to prepare, he didn't get the angle right, and he didn't use his skills.

Being able to hit 90 pounds of power is already very powerful. The noisiest is also a heavyweight complete collection, the level of the world's masters.

The dynamometer is not broken......

Still, How did the boss hit 560 pounds?

Craig looked shocked.

A tall and strong black bodyguard next to him, estimated to be more than two meters tall, subconsciously followed.

Bang!

50 pounds.

The machine is not broken!

Several bodyguards and Craig, with a hellish expression, looked at Abel for a while, and looked at the dynamometer for a while.

"What, what's the problem?" Looking at the performance of the bodyguards, as well as the data of Craig and the black big strong bodyguard just now, Abel somewhat understood.

The power of the punch he just had.

It's not ordinary, but it should be good. At 560 pounds, he was even more powerful than Craig and the bodyguard who was much taller and fatter than himself.

Hearing the boss's question, Craig said hesitantly:

"Boss, will you try another punch?"

Seeing Craig's words, all the bodyguards also nodded loudly. They are also the same as Craig, but they didn't expect the boss, although it is very standard and good-looking, but in fact, it is very unsuitable for the male model of strength fighting, and the body actually seems to have the power of a wild beast!

It's just an eye-opener.

"Okay. Abel had nothing to do, he was originally by chance, he wanted to test where the upper limit of his strength was, and wanted to know what he had been changed by this magical smoke of fate.

This time, Abel's muscles bulged all over his body, and he lunged out and punched, exhaling and exhaling:

"Hey!"

Bang!

Rumble!

First, there was the sound of a huge fist hitting the cushion of the dynamometer. Then the mat of the dynamometer, as well as the support of the mat, flew out directly under Abel's full punch, and slammed into the sound on the wall of the gym!

The dynamometer was actually broken by Abel!

However, only the working parts of the force tester and the bracket were blown away, and the computer screen that displayed the training data was not broken.

Abel and the others looked at the data screen.

999 lbs!

This time, Abel basically exerted the strength of his whole body, and his wrist was numb.

Craig saw the exaggerated figures, his whole body was full of excitement, goosebumps came out, and with a look like a god, looking at the gradually recovering muscles in Abel's arm, how could his strength be so great!

The other bodyguards either stared blankly at the numbers on the dynamometer data screen, or stupidly stared at the dynamometer mats and working parts and brackets that flew out.

Is this really human power?

What is the difference between a fist hitting a human and being hit by a rhinoceros and a savage charge?

Craig looked at Abel and the dynamometer with God-like eyes, and couldn't help muttering:

"This dynamometer. It is a product of GE Instruments in 2014, and the LX2014BUAQIH series is a B model. Its test strength is capped at 999 pounds...... Boss, the power of your fist just now may be more than 999 pounds. The reason why it only shows 999 pounds is because this model of force tester is only capable of testing 999 pounds......"

"Oh?" Abel nodded as he rubbed his numb fist. With that punch just now, he really hit it with all his might.

He said to Craig, "999 pounds, is it a lot? I've heard that the power of those world champions is in tons." My 999 pounds seems like five or six hundred kilograms, right? Compared to those monsters with a ton of strength, it's too ordinary, right?"

Craig froze.

Then there was a somewhat mocking expression on his face: "Boss." Where did you hear this news? Those so-called boxing champions, their real strength is only about 200 kilograms to 00 kilograms!"

"It is said on the Internet that Tyson's punch power is between 500-800 kilograms. However, this data is not Tyson's real explosive power, but the result of converting the accumulated kinetic energy into mechanical energy in a short distance in a fairly long swing process, plus his own strength. ”

That is to say, he borrowed kinetic energy to reach this number. And the fluctuation is very large, and this calculation method is not the heaviest punch. ”

"Tyson's real figure should be around 280 kilograms. That's a staggering statistic, and it's undisputed that the world's heaviest heavyweight boxer is at the top of the rankings. Ali, who finished second, was only 255 kilograms......"

Having said all that, Craig said this, took a deep breath, looked at his boss and said, "Boss." If this dynamometer isn't broken, then congratulations, you're probably the most powerful human in the world. I'm even beginning to wonder if you're human at all?!!"

"So?!hehe......" Abel smiled and looked at his fist, the numbness just now was gone.

He knew that his body had become very strong, but he didn't expect it to take so long. The fist power actually exploded directly and knocked out the force measuring machine.

Tyson actually only has a fist power of 280 kilograms? That's more than 500 pounds to 600 pounds, doesn't it mean that Tyson weighs a ton of punches?

There is no common sense!

Seeing that the bodyguards were all looking at him like aliens, Abel raised his eyebrows.

How do I explain this?

Such a perverted power, if it is exposed. It is estimated that few people believe it, but the United States is a country that entertains to death, and if this data is really exposed, there will be many unbelieving guys who are not afraid of death to challenge themselves.

Because of his appearance, the standard male model figure really doesn't look like a boxing master, a guy with perverted strength.

Those guys who want to be famous, want to make money, and want to go crazy are not afraid that they are super-rich.

After all, this is a country that even the president dares to ridicule. Although Abel is a Tianlong person, he is a Tianlong person who lives in the spotlight and is constantly pushed by public opinion and the media to the limelight.

Even if he is a Tianlong person, he can't avoid being put in the spotlight by the media in this country and the world, and he will carefully look at everything about him.

But......

What if it's really exposed?

I'm a genius!

Afraid of an egg!

I have such a power now, but I won't be like ordinary male protagonists, who have obtained super powers and plug-ins, and worry about becoming guinea pigs for scientists and governments all day long.

His current status, to be exact, if such a thing really happened. He's also the mastermind behind the guinea pig-cutting scientists and government officials!

Abel deliberately showed a smug smile on his face and said:

"Because I'm a genius!"

Craig nodded approvingly from the bottom of his heart:

"Of course, boss, you're a real genius! You're a boxer by nature! 999 pounds! As long as that machine isn't broken, boss, your punch power is definitely over 1,000 pounds! What is this concept?! Grizzly bear's bite force is only more than 1,100 pounds......"

Nima!

A sentence I am a genius, this is believed?

Abel was speechless, but when he thought of them and his identity, he was relieved.

When the bodyguard meets a really awesome boss, and he doesn't desperately brag about the boss, then this bodyguard must be stupid.

Craig chattered while looking obsessively at the bones in Abel's hand:

"I trained boxing for a long time to improve my strength. Know how to improve strength, how to train boxing. In my experience, I just saw the boss's power, it is completely a layman's boxing method, but the strength of the arms is used, and the strength of the thighs and waist and abdomen is not used at all, and you didn't wear boxing gloves just now. ”

"If you have professional training, your strength will definitely be able to increase by another 40 in half a year, assuming that your punch power is 1000 pounds just now, and then increase by 40...... That's 1,400 pounds!"

"1400 pounds!1400 pounds!1400 pounds! This is probably the lowest lower limit of strength, and I can't imagine it higher! Boss, if you go to boxing, you will be invincible in the ring!"

"As long as you have an average level of movement speed and reaction speed, or even a little lower, it doesn't matter, and you're bound to become a world champion. What Tyson, Ali, Mayweather and the like, under your power, it is simply vulnerable!" Craig said with some fanaticism.

Boxing?

Don't be funny!

How can I pick up a girl if my handsome face is broken?

Abel refused:

"Craig. Do you think I'm the one who needs to be a boxing champion? Do you think if I need it, how many boxing champions will be willing to kiss my shoes?"

Craig, who was immersed in fantasy, was stunned for a moment, saw Abel's indifferent expression, and suddenly remembered - his boss is now the richest man in the world, and the richest man in the world is going to be a boxer and a world boxing champion.

It's a funny joke.

Looking at Craig, who was a little depressed, Abel shook his head with a smile and said:

"I can train with you for a while, but I don't want to become a professional fighter now. ”

For such a long time, although he knew that his physical fitness was very perverted, he never knew what kind of perverted method it was.

Now I have a chance to train, correspond to my own strength, and other attributes.

In the case of nothing to do.

His dad was still willing.

However, he vaguely felt that if the upper limit of the dynamometer just now was not 999 pounds, but higher.

The data I had just now may not be 999.

And Craig said that if you train systematically, you can improve by at least 40!

That's probably about 2,000 pounds! 2,000 pounds, that's about a ton!

A ton of power cap!

It's scary to think about. However, this power is only of some use in the real world, if it is in the fantasy world - in Marvel comics, Spider-Man, who looks very thin and small, has a strength of 5 tons! 5 tons!

Some may say that Spider-Man's power is mutated and cannot be used as a representative. In the Marvel comics, there is another representative of the top power of mortals, the villain Jin He.

In the plot of the comics, the strength of the American team after taking the medicine is not as good as that of Jin He. Red Skull and Jin He were also beaten by Jin He in hand-to-hand combat, the bear hugged Spider-Man, and it was difficult for Spider-Man to break free, the most important thing is that Jin He's strength was exercised by himself!

Kim was not medicated, was not irradiated, was not bitten by spiders, and his genes were 100% human......

Ahem!

Far from it!

All in all, on the premise of knowing that he has a cheat, Abel is not surprised by his perverted power. I even think it's a little inferior, Little Spider-Man has 5 tons, and he is such an open hanger, only a ton is a mere one, what is it?

But that's just power!

Able can also feel that his body has been constantly evolving in the past few months. In addition to the power that the dynamometer was broken just now, speed, agility, endurance, hearing, smell, vision, etc. have also evolved together!

If all of these are put out for these bodyguards, it is estimated that Craig and the bodyguards will directly treat him as an alien!

However, Abel also sighed a little.

In this real earth world, no matter how much the body evolves, except for being refreshed in bed, it is actually useless. He no longer needs to rely on his own body to eat, nor does he need to rely on his own body strength to protect himself.

Even if he is powerless, with his current status and wealth, he does not need to rely on the strength of his body to protect himself at all.

And when it comes to relying on the strength of his body to protect himself, that is, money, status, power, etc. are useless.

At that time, the power of the body itself was useless! After all, Abel felt that even if his body evolved, it would be impossible to evolve a body like Hulk, right? Without a body like Hulk, there are too many powers on this planet that can destroy themselves.

Not to mention nuclear bombs and strategic missiles, which are weapons of mass destruction, even some heavy machine guns with relatively large calibers and the like, it is estimated that they can also kill themselves.

Therefore, he trains his body as if it were fitness, as long as he can control the various aspects of the body that he has now.

There's no need to be hardworking.

He doesn't need to eat on his body!

It's just that if you have the opportunity, it's not bad to pretend to be forced with such a perverted body. For example, if you go to the Olympics, what kind of record will you break? Take the world record in the 100-meter dash and run it in 5 seconds that makes mankind desperate?

It seems like a lot of fun!

Abrel thought to himself.