"I don't need someone to send me a good person card, a certificate or something."

Lin Xia scoffed, then his body moved and disappeared.

Meatball and Coke sighed and looked disappointed, feeling that Lin Xia was really inconsistent sometimes, and he obviously said that he didn't care about these things before, but then he took care of it, and he had to manage it so simply.

Anyway, let Jiang Luoran and them feel desperate, you can make another move.

"I think it's because the bubble isn't there, he doesn't want to delay too much time here, that's why he is so decisive. Didn't you see that he was still waiting for Jiang Luoran and them to come to this world to test the water first? As a result, when I knew that I had miscalculated and that time in this world was flowing more slowly, I immediately quit.

Hurriedly ran to this world, hoping to solve it in two or three clicks, and then go back to accompany the bubble. ”

Meatball said to Coke, "Just pity us." What a great opportunity. A whole world is the stage, a round of counterattack forward, let the whole world witness our strength and invincible. can be messed with by Lin Xia like this, there is no chance. ”

"yes. Thinking that the final big boss was solved by Lin Xia in advance, and it would be too stupid for us to participate in this fighting tournament like everyone else and fight all the way. ”

"But what can be done? His arms can't twist his thighs, and it's not like he can do whatever he says...... Oh! ”

The meat ball suddenly screamed, and he felt that his stomach hurt so much.

Coke is the same, screaming and meowing, rolling on the ground with his stomach in his arms, the two little guys are in pain, and when he looks up in a trance, he sees Lin Xia frowning deeply, and walks through the screams of chaos.

After finishing the calf, Lin Xia really couldn't help but start taking revenge on society?

……

"Let's go to this martial arts tournament."

Lin Xia stood on the streets of Tokyo, looked at the promotional pictures on the neon billboards, turned his head, looked at the excited Coke and meat balls with a smile, and said.

"Yes, yes."

Coke nodded hurriedly, very happy, "Then what are we going to choose?" ”

"Lin Xia, I always feel that this world seems weird, there is something wrong."

The meat ball stood on tiptoe, looked left and right, and looked again, always feeling that something was wrong.

"There's something wrong. Don't you want to participate? ”

Lin Xia asked with a smile.

"It's good to be able to participate, and it's time for the world to remember the fear of being dominated by me."

The ball laughed wildly, comparing its little paws, and no longer thinking about what was wrong.

"Good. Since everyone has the same purpose, it is such a happy decision. We're going to stay, team up for this martial arts tournament, and then win the championship together. Ha ha. ”

Lin Xia laughed and beckoned to the meat balls and coke, and the team set off and began to embark on a journey to compete for invitations.

……

"I still can't escape."

In an old noodle restaurant, the man in a white dinner dress is about forty, which is not much different from most ordinary people who have entered middle age.

At this moment, he looked in amazement at the invitation that appeared on the table without any warning, it was an extremely beautifully made invitation, which seemed to be made of gold and jade, with a deep eye on the cover, and other than that, there was no pattern and writing.

But the man recognized at a glance what it was, an invitation to a martial arts convention.

An invitation evokes the memory of the man's death, when he was still young, when the newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, with the idea of saving the world, he and his friends embarked on the road of battle together, and now time flies, those young and frivolous years are long gone.

He has also accepted the fate that everyone will eventually accept, and we will be mediocre after all, so mediocre that we can't even save ourselves, let alone save the world.

"Father, I'm back. I bought some fresh cuttlefish and flour, but the price of the ingredients went up again. If we don't raise the price, I'm afraid we will lose money. By the way, the martial arts tournament is about to start, and I heard that 64 invitations have been sent out this time, which is twice as many as before. ”

The curtain of the door was lifted, and a young man who looked like a man was printed out of a mold, strong and powerful, two meters tall, bent over, walked in from the outside, holding a large bag of ingredients in his arms.

"That's right. Is dinner ready for Uncle Jing and Uncle Red Pill? I'll bring them dinner first, and then I'll come back and help you prepare the ingredients...... Hey, father, what's wrong with you? The face is so ugly. ”

The young man looked at his father a little strangely, and then his eyes quickly fell on the invitation on the table, and he was surprised, even if he had never eaten pork, he had seen a pig run.

"Isn't this an invitation to a martial arts convention?"

The young man was shocked and inexplicable, and subconsciously wanted to reach out to get it, but the man took the first step, grabbed the invitation with his broad palm, and held it tightly in his hand, "You read it wrong." There was no invitation, it was just something that was accidentally dropped by a guest, which should be quite valuable. Kogoro, you take care of the store, I'll go and return this invitation to the guests. ”

"It's not. That's clearly an invitation to a fight tournament......"

Kogoro didn't dare to speak, because he found that his father, who had been a chef for more than 20 years and was still not very skilled, had suddenly erupted with a terrifying aura that made him feel almost suffocated.

It's like the person in front of him is not the noodle shop owner who has been lying around in his memory, busy in a somewhat narrow kitchen, and relying on the care of his neighbors.

Obviously, he doesn't have much money, but because of his brother's righteousness, he has to help his two sick uncles from time to time, and they are obviously not related by blood at all.

As a result, he has not been able to save money, to buy a super-powered genetic potion, to become a super-powered, to embark on the road to becoming a strong man, can only be trapped in this kind of rural place, perhaps the greatest glory in this life is to wait until his father dies, to inherit this tattered noodle shop.

But now, it seems that my father has become a different person.

The young man thought, and then watched his father stride out as he held what was supposed to be an invitation to a fighting tournament, his mouth wide open, wanting to ask something, but it was too late to ask, because outside the noodle shop, the air flickered and roared, and after a golden light appeared, a golden voice suddenly appeared in the clearing.

"Goro Daimon. The members of the champion team of the first martial arts tournament are now hiding in this kind of countryside and becoming a cook? Murderous hands, used to cook noodles, I feel wronged for your hands. ”

In the midst of wild laughter, the golden figure's gaze fell on the invitation letter in the hand of Goro Daimon, and without a word, "Hand over the invitation and spare you from death!" ”