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"Is it just America?"

On the side, Xiao Honglu sneered and said,

Do you think the United States would have been able to do this without the tacit consent of a few other countries? You must know that although it was far away, it was not only us who was present at that time, but also the top leaders of more than 50 countries with more than 90 percent of the world's military, economic, and political power...... Using a real terrorist attack, even if we are in danger, to test our identity, this is the responsibility of a national leader, this is the real world!"

After listening to Xiao Honglu's words, Zheng Zha was a little silent, he didn't know what to say, to blame these countries, but even he couldn't help but admire these heads of state who were in danger.

At this time, I heard Chu Xuan say:

"If I guessed correctly, the temptation will continue ......"

"Damn, let them try it,"

Zheng Zha scolded and said,

"We don't have time to spend with them, in short, if anyone attacks us in the future, just like today, don't hesitate to kill them all, and leave no one behind. ”

"I'm not done yet,"

Chu Xuan glanced at Zheng Zha and said:

"This world is not like the worlds we experienced before that can be destroyed at will, we still need to build a space bridge in this world next, so we can't destroy it too seriously, especially you, Zheng Zha, your strength is too strong, if you don't control it, it may even cause changes in the earth's crustal plate, causing fundamental damage to this planet, which is not conducive to my next plan, so, you can make a move when it's time to shoot, but you must rein in your strength!"

"Ah, Ah, I see. ”

Zheng Zhe waved his hand impatiently.

......

In an underground secret war room at the U.S. military garrison in Okinawa, an electronic screen in front of it repeatedly played images of Zheng Zha killing the militants.

Thirty-five country leaders, including the heads of state of the five major powers, sat in front of the big screen and listened to the presentations of researchers in white coats.

At this time, the picture happened to be played as Zheng Zhe punched through one of the militants, and the speed was slowed down extremely slowly, so that everyone present could see the whole process clearly. None of the bigwigs present showed discomfort with such a picture, and they all pursed their lips and looked at the content of the picture intently.

"Look, everybody,"

The researcher pointed at Zheng Zha's fist with a laser pointer, and the fist slowly hit, hitting a militant in the chest, and then saw the militant's chest sink to a degree visible to the naked eye, and at the same time, a bulge began to slowly appear on the militant's back, and finally, the bulge broke, and Zheng Zha's fist pierced out from behind the militant's chest.

At this point, the researcher pressed the pause button.

"Note that this is the picture after being slowed down a thousand times...... If we hadn't slowed down the picture, we'd see something like this......"

As he spoke, the researcher pressed the play button again, and it was still the shot of Zheng Zhe swinging his fist, only this time, he didn't see his punch at all, but saw his shoulder move, and then a blood hole appeared in the chest of the militant standing in front of him.

After pressing the pause button again, the researcher said:

"After preliminary estimates, the target's punch speed exceeds the discharge speed of most pistol bullets, which is about 430 meters per second, and the energy released at the moment of impact is 780 kilojoules......"

As he spoke, the researcher looked up at the heads of state present, and the corners of his mouth showed an obvious arc, saying,

"Roughly equivalent to the energy released by the explosion of an M26A2 grenade. ”

The heads of state present involuntarily moved, and among them, the British Prime Minister leaned forward half of his body and asked:

"Do you mean that every punch this man throws at a person is equivalent to detonating a grenade on a person?"

The researcher nodded:

"Yes, Mr. Prime Minister, only this kind of punching speed and kinetic energy can allow him to punch people through with his fists, instead of beating people into a ball of meat sauce, and besides, I haven't finished ...... yet"

The researcher seems to enjoy the sensation of being in front of people, especially when a group of the country's top leaders sit in front of him.

He was very excited and excited, and he couldn't help but speak with a bit of pretentiousness, but the dignitaries from all the countries present didn't mind, and still listened attentively.

"Look here, like what?"

As soon as the picture turned, the muscles on Zheng Zhe's arm were magnified to the entire screen, and now, even through the clothes, everyone present could clearly see that the muscle fibers were like steel wires.

"Like a tightrope, right?"

The researcher laughs,

"After calculation, in order to swing a fist of that power, each of his muscle fibers must be at least five times stronger than a steel wire of the same thickness. Not only that, but the strength and toughness of his bones, skin, ligaments, and other tissues and organs need to be matched, otherwise like the punch just now, before he can get out, he will either have a broken bone, or his skin will tear because he can't withstand such a sudden deformation, or his ligaments will rupture.

In short, his physical strength no longer allows him to be classified as human. With the strength of his body, an ordinary bullet could not even penetrate his skin. ”

At this point, the researcher paused, looked up at the people seated, and then said:

"Based on the above, my men and I came up with a physical assessment report of the target,"

The screen changed, and a table appeared on the screen, replacing the previous muscle photo.

"Power: more than 100 tons,"

The researcher reads the table,

"Maximum movement speed: This data is insufficient, so I can only estimate it simply...... Preliminary estimates, supersonic.

Nerve reflexes: less than 0.01 seconds.

Strike Resistance: Resistant to 7.62mm conventional rifle close-range fire......

These are rough indicators, and there are some detailed parameters, all here. ”

The researcher pointed to the table with a laser pointer.

Everyone present immediately turned their attention to the contents of the table, and as the items in the table were read through one by one, the breathing of the dignitaries of the countries present gradually became heavy. These dignitaries from various countries, who are accustomed to seeing strong winds and waves, can no longer maintain their previous calm appearance in the face of such a simple physical assessment report.

Looking at the shocked expressions on the faces of the dignitaries of various countries seated, the researcher nodded with satisfaction, and then he said excitedly:

"Gentlemen, I think that if Superman really exists, then this man is undoubtedly the one closest to Superman. ”