Chapter 386: One Man Beats Over Hundreds of People
Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.
After meeting Allison, Yang Ming returned to his room, spent some time with Mimili who had been waiting for him for a long time, and then fell asleep peacefully.
Whatever wave is happening outside, it has nothing to do with him.
He even announced to the public that he wanted to compete with the warriors of the New Federation, but he didn't even prepare an arena. He simply sent a provocative video to see whether the New Federation would accept the challenge.
If the New Federation dares to agree, then he will teach the New Federation's modified people a lesson;
If the New Federation doesn't say a word, we can just come up with the second video to explore the mentality of the New Federation's political system and ridicule the New Federation for having no "manliness".
As for what effect this will have.
Yang Ming felt very happy that he could make the New Federation feel disgusted.
He is a very simple person. From the time the New Federation directly attacked the planet Luofeng Yilandu to the poison gas bomb incident on the planet Saka, he has never thought of mutual understanding with the New Federation. He is also not qualified to forgive the enemy on behalf of the dead in the disaster.
Before going to bed, Mimi lied on Yang Ming's chest. Although she was very sleepy, she still asked in a low voice:
"What are you going to do?"
"We'll have a live fight tomorrow," Yang Ming said calmly, "They want to alienate me from the Empire, so I'll do them the same way. If they do it on the first day of the month, I'll do it on the fifteenth."
"Uncle, you have such a rich vocabulary."
Mimili bit her lip and whispered softly in Yang Ming's ear: "Then you should have a good rest tonight and conserve your energy... Okay?"
"It's impossible to rest. You're so irritating."
Yang Ming sighed softly, then lowered his head and kissed her.
Although Mimili wanted to remind him a few more times, she soon fell into the heat of life, put everything aside and began to enjoy this short period of madness.
Early the next morning.
Mimili hugged the pillow and didn't want to get up, feeling drowsy.
Yang Ming kissed her forehead, gestured to Mimili's ring, reminded the lawyer to take good care of Mimili, and quickly changed into the imperial military uniform prepared in the closet.
After all, this is the territory of the New Federation, and Yang Ming gave them some face by not wearing the medals he had received for attacking the New Federation's political system.
Before going out, Yang Ming looked at himself in the mirror and grinned.
There was a hint of self-mockery in his smile.
It’s not simple anymore, Comrade Xiao Yang.
…
Because of the missile attack, the meeting between the Imperial Investigation Team and the New Federation was postponed for two days.
The New Federation began to build momentum and propaganda, portraying the Imperial hero White Ghost as a "hero who protects civilians", trying to remove the Imperial exclusive label from White Ghost.
Immediately afterwards, White Ghost publicly issued a declaration of war, challenging the warriors of the New Federation to a duel. The declaration of war video used provocative statements, and it was at a time when the popularity of the event was rapidly rising, which immediately caused widespread discussion.
Allison and others hardly slept all night.
They kept discussing what White Phantom was trying to do, and whether this sparring would turn into a violent clash between the two fighters.
If an armed conflict breaks out on the surface of Minter City, one side still represents the Empire, and if the side representing the New Federation loses again, it would be like a crazy stomping in the face of the ruling party.
This discussion, or debate, extended from the Internet to the parliament, from the red-light district at the bottom of the building forest to the high-end restaurants in the outer space station, and ignited the entire Minter City like wildfire.
So much so that the spokesperson of the new federal Ministry of Defense had to hold an emergency press conference and use reporters' questions to downplay the incident and "pre-qualify" it.
"This is just a private challenge initiated by Mr. White Ghost, a friendly exchange among the people, and has nothing to do with the diplomatic attitudes of the two countries.
“Mr. White Ghost wants to encourage our New Federation warriors to continuously improve their professional skills. This should also be a statement made by the Imperial Investigation Team to encourage the two countries to return to peaceful diplomatic relations.
“In addition, according to what our team has learned, several super soldier project teams in the Ministry of National Defense are particularly interested in this matter. They also want to know how powerful the energy contained in the ancient god’s life transformation body that can sweep across the entire empire is. This will definitely help us accumulate more valuable experience for the super soldier project.
“Of course, our super soldier project is based on the genes of human rights and democracy, so the progress is much slower than that of the Empire. This is also the limitation of our free democratic system on such sensitive experiments.
"No matter what, let's wait and see what happens at this exchange meeting."
This press conference almost made Grace and the others so angry that they were fuming.
This is a mixture of good and bad words being said in rotation, blocking all the roads.
This round of game between the two sides reveals an absurd atmosphere. The originally serious and rigorous political topics now tend to develop in the direction of entertainment.
Grace soon received three messages from the New Federation.
The venue for tomorrow's exchange meeting has been confirmed, which is a stadium near the hotel.
Because the New Federation needs to mobilize their strongest super soldiers, which takes some time, the exchange meeting was chosen to be held in the afternoon.
The New Federation has the sole right to broadcast the conference live, and does not allow any other means of external broadcast.
Grace did not indulge the other party and had a heated debate on the third message. The two sides met at dawn for exchanges and talks, and finally ensured that the Imperial Investigation Team also had the right to broadcast this exchange meeting live.
Within the empire, White Ghost’s live broadcast preview was sent out several hours in advance.
Therefore, when Boss Yang woke up in the morning and talked with other members of the Imperial Investigation Team, Gris was so surprised.
——Yang Ming had no intention of broadcasting this competition live within the empire.
White Ghost is best at creating public opinion and mobilizing public emotions, but this time it chose to remain silent and not do a high-profile live broadcast.
"No," Gris didn't quite understand, "So what are you going to do today?"
"Have a fight with them," Yang Ming shrugged. "Don't you think it's cool to beat down their strongest cyborg and then tell them that there's not even one person who can fight?"
"Of course it's cool, but," Gris groaned for a few seconds, "Well, if you don't have any other plans, then just compete with them."
Yang Ming patted Gris's shoulder and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Don't worry, it's just a small problem. Come with me?"
"Well," Gris exhaled slowly, "If the opponent is not very strong, you can let me go. Although I am just an ordinary modified body, I can still fight well."
Yang Ming gave a thumbs up: "Sure, but you may not have this opportunity."
"Why?"
"I didn't say today's competition was a one-on-one duel."
Grace stared, watching Yang Ming's back as he walked away with his hands behind his back, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.
Tsk, this is a bit too arrogant.
But he likes it.
…
In the afternoon, this exchange meeting, which was quickly mobilized by the New Federation due to a video, officially kicked off.
All members of the Imperial Investigation Team, including members of the Imperial Secret Force, have arrived at the venue - an indoor sports center. Together with a dozen officials sent by the New Federation, they have become the only spectators on the scene.
More than 120 reformed soldiers of the New Federation, dressed in uniform white vests, military pants and boots, with sharp eyes and serious expressions, stood in six rows in the middle of the stadium.
Two colonel-level officers from the New Federation served as the team leaders and stood at the front of the queue, both looking at the rostrum.
A series of suspended balls formed a shooting matrix, which could project and restore the scene here 100% and present it to a small group of powerful people and tycoons in the New Federation.
There is no live broadcast here.
Because the New Federation expected that their transformed warriors would lose miserably.
In the stands, Yang Ming sat quietly for a while until Congressman Allison came over.
"Mr. Ghost, the sparring match you requested," Allison gestured to the people below, "Although I don't know if you just want to vent your energy, we still used the highest standards and dispatched the strongest group of modified warriors for you."
"They are not the strongest," Yang Ming said calmly, "What about the bosses imprisoned in the New Federation Special Prison?"
Allison's brows jumped.
Of course he knew who Yang Ming was talking about.
Those cyborgs who had appeared in "The Abyss" as individual bosses in the mid-term of the New Federation were now being imprisoned in an area that was half prison and half laboratory because of their anti-human tendencies and their own huge destructive power.
Allison smiled and said, "Do you think this is a game? These people below are the elite of our New Federation."
"It's really boring," Yang Ming shook his head. "They can't stop me. I'll apply to my superiors and tell them that I want to compete with those guys."
Allison's eyes changed a little, and he smiled and said, "Although I don't know what you are talking about, but out of respect for your act of saving people yesterday, I will report it to the higher-ups right away."
A few minutes later, Allison came over again.
"I'm sorry, but if you want to spar with those uncontrolled criminals, you'll have to wait for the next opportunity. We can't let such dangerous people enter the territory of Minter City."
Grace wondered, "Who is it?"
"The product of the New Federation's failed genetic experiment," Yang Ming muttered quietly, "It's quite powerful. I don't know much about it. I was just trying to trick them. I didn't expect it to be real."
Gris leaned back.
Allison almost rolled her eyes in anger.
At that moment, Yang Ming stood up, moved his joints, raised his hands slightly, and his body slowly rose into the air above the stands, floating slowly downwards.
This scene of flying thoughts suddenly made the atmosphere on the scene much more lively.
The group of burly men looked at Yang Ming fanatically, staring at him as he landed in front of them.
Two colonel-level officers stepped forward and saluted.
"Mr. White Ghost! Shall we start the exchange meeting now?"
"Well," Yang Ming nodded, "You two can leave. I don't need a host."
The two officers looked a little grim, but they saluted, left, and quickly retreated from the edge of the batting cage.
Yang Ming put his hands behind his back, walked a few steps in front of these people, and suddenly laughed:
"Everyone, I don't see anger in your eyes. Do you want to come here to sing and dance, hold hands and sing praises for world peace?"
The more than 120 transformed warriors did not answer, but there was a bit more fighting spirit in their eyes.
"Look at me," Yang Ming said calmly, "I am an enemy that you cannot reach at this stage. During the war between the Empire and you, I completed the boarding operation on your flagship ship and invaded your largest fortress. There, I fought head-on with transformed warriors of your level. My evaluation of you is... you are vulnerable."
Hard. The fists of these transformed warriors have begun to harden.
A little further away in outer space, hidden in the Dongfeng in the distant sky above Mint City, Lu and 026 looked at the projection screen in front of them with expressions of admiration.
The boss is too arrogant.
Yang Ming's voice continued to come over. Lu had to edit the video based on today's video, so at this moment his eyes were wide open and he would not miss any details.
Yang Ming continued:
"Very well, you guys are looking a bit murderous now, do you want to beat me up? Or do you want to just use a laser gun to pierce me a few times?
“I have always felt that the so-called freedom and democracy of your New Federation is the biggest joke in the Milky Way. You should be able to feel it if you are in it. In the huge city of Minter, one-third of the population are low-income people. They earn glamorous salaries, but cannot live a good life because of the high prices on this planet.
"What concepts do they instill in you? Rich people should enjoy everything, but they don't tell you that in this compound interest society, the return on an asset of 10 million will always be greater than 100,000 times. No, it should be far more than 100 times.
“So-called democracy should be based on fairness and equality, what about you?
"Are the muscles in your face moving?"
Yang Ming pointed at a soldier and said calmly, "Want to come up and beat me up? Then what are you waiting for?"
"Mr. Ghost!"
One of them took a firm step forward and said loudly, "You are known as the strongest cyborg in the galaxy. Today we have been ordered to come and have a friendly competition with you!"
"You talk too much nonsense," Yang Ming said, "I'm standing here and letting you hit me, come on? You are such a bunch of cowards."
"ah!"
The modified warrior right in front of Yang Ming roared, rushed directly towards Yang Ming, and hit Yang Ming's nose with his fist.
Yang Ming didn't move at all, his eyes were very calm.
Bang!
Yang Ming's body was directly knocked away. The transformed warrior's arms had bulging veins and muscles twitching slightly because he had used all his strength.
The scene was silent.
Yang Ming lay there quietly, as if he had been hit dazed, but his laughter soon rang out.
He slowly floated up, without a single scratch on his face, and shook his head with a hint of regret.
"That's it?"
The modified warrior who made the attack shouted again, as if to give himself courage. He tapped the ground with his toes and rushed towards Yang Ming like an arrow. His fist exploded with thunder, and his muscles bulged instantly, showing amazing explosive power.
The transformed warriors here are all top-notch biochemically transformed warriors who can tear apart small transport ships with their bare hands!
But this time, the soldier's fist was tightly grasped by a big hand.
Yang Ming did not retreat, but just moved slightly to the side. His absolute strength advantage suppressed the opponent's explosive power, causing the New Federation warrior's body to fall to the side uncontrollably.
Yang Ming arched his knees and controlled the force, pinning them on the soldier's ribs.
With the crisp sound of bones breaking, the warrior flew high into the air and fell heavily, causing the entire audience to fall in silence.
Yang Ming turned his head and looked at the field: "Come on, cowards."
The roar echoed in the venue, and one by one the biochemically modified people's clothes exploded, their muscles expanded rapidly, their bodies became a whole circle larger, and they rushed towards Yang Ming.
Yang Ming's body suddenly recoiled and plunged into the crowd of modified humans.
He did not use any mental shock methods , but purely physical confrontation, fist and foot collisions, which depended on the ability to withstand blows and one's own attacking ability.
Figures kept flying backwards.
There were faint fist marks and shoe prints all over Yang Ming's body.
He would also be suppressed briefly constantly, after all, two fists are no match for four hands, but as long as he found an opportunity, one or two of these fighters would be sent flying.
A fierce fist-to- flesh battle began on the batting cage.
If he had to use a word to describe the current scene, he would like to call it... a big man...
Half an hour later.
Yang Ming was breathing heavily, standing in the middle of the wailing strong men on the ground, and he really wanted to light a cigarette for himself.
He was not seriously injured, his skin was not even broken, it was just that his shirt was torn into several strips, making him look a little disheveled.
"The New Federation's biochemical transformation technology is really not good enough."
Yang Ming grinned, looked down at the soldiers who were unable to stand up, and said calmly:
“Remember, from now on, when you cyborgs from the New Federation see cyborgs from our Empire, keep your heads down.
"What qualifications do you have to look down on the Empire?
"Under the oppression of imperial power, perhaps true democracy and freedom can be born. Who can say for sure about ideas?"
After saying that, Yang Ming shook his head, turned around, slowly flew up, and floated back to the stands where the Imperial Investigation Team was.
In the Dongfeng, Lu and 026 have entered working state. Today's edited video revolves entirely around Boss Yang's last words. Of course, this short film, which will be widely circulated in the imperial social groups, can only be a "malicious editing" by the New Federation.
