Marvel Gambit Fusion Superman

How big is the human body?A wine barrel is just about enough. The strong man Mo Chen transformed into can only have one and a half wine barrels at most.

Then here comes the problem!

All the parts of Mo Chen's body together were only about the size of one and a half wine barrels. How did the wine from three wine barrels pour into Mo Chen's body?

And the most important thing is that my stomach does not feel bloated.

It's not because Mo Chen has the abilities of Silver Superman and Doomsday, so Mo Chen's body is very powerful and he can digest just a few drinks in one go. How could there be any difference?

Besides the strong, who else can do this?

The strong man himself is the best example. He himself is quite famous among these Asgardians, and his strength is very good.

And there is only one test left before becoming a more powerful soldier in Asgard.

But even so, he was still defeated by Mo Chen. He himself was already half smoked, but what about Mo Chen?

The third barrel of wine is almost finished, and there is still no problem. This is the difference!

The gap is very obvious, and the gap in strength is naturally exposed.

The strong man didn't have this consciousness, so he stood in front of Mo Chen, shook his head and said: "Don't be anxious, I'll wait for you to finish drinking!" After hearing the strong man's words, Mo Chen couldn't help but be stunned, and made a drinking gesture They all paused for a moment, the drink slid down their necks and wet their clothes.

Mo Chen was also drunk. He really couldn't understand where the strong man came from. He couldn't even figure out who was strong and who was weak.

Not only Mo Chen, but also the Asgardians, including the strong man's companions, were like this. They looked at the strong man without hiding their contempt in their eyes.

Under this kind of gaze, the strong man's companions were also afraid of being affected. They gave up their plans to remind the strong man and moved lightly away from the strong man, as if the strong man at this moment was like a plague.

The strong man himself still didn't have this consciousness. Looking at Mo Chen's wet clothes, he thought that Mo Chen couldn't hold on any longer. Even after Mo Chen came back to his senses and continued drinking, the drink was no longer spilled, with a smile on his face. It never stopped after that.

He really sees himself as a winner!

"Enjoyed!" Finally, Mo Chen finished drinking the third barrel of wine, threw the barrel down casually, and shouted.

Snapped!With the heavy sound of the wine barrel falling to the ground and the two words shouted by Mo Chen, the Asgardians also began to echo, with applause and cheers one after another.

I don't know if it was because alcohol affected the strong man's judgment, or because he was really stupid to this extent, but he actually thought that the applause and cheers were rising for him.

With excitement, he raised his arms and made his voice.

"Boy, have you seen it? This is the cheer for the winner. You will never experience it in your life, you loser!"

Mo Chen: "..."

Asgardian: "..."

Throughout the scene, the group of Asgardians closest to the two of them became strangely silent, and they all looked at the strong man with idiotic eyes...

No matter how stupid the strong man was, he still discovered some problems. Looking at the eyes of the people around him, a cold current rose from his spine, a cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he suddenly woke up from his drunkenness.

"What's going on? Why do you look at me like that? Kors, what's going on?"

Coors is a good friend of the strong man, but when his good friend heard the strong man asking him this question, he looked at his nose and his heart, and very rationally chose to pretend not to know the strong man.

The strong man looked at his friend Coors pretending not to recognize him, and immediately realized something. His IQ was online instantly, and he looked at the fragments of the three wine barrels on the ground.

Swish!

The strong man's face instantly turned pale, and he had already guessed what was going on.

It was also because he guessed that his face turned into what it is now. It didn't matter if he lost while drinking. No one would care about this little thing.

But while drinking and losing, it would be quite embarrassing to not know this and still talk nonsense and think that you are the winner.

This embarrassment directly gave rise to his powerlessness and this special expression.

"Boy, how dare you lie to me. It's all your fault that I'm like this!"

As his eyes turned, he saw Mo Chen. In an instant, he attributed all his faults to Mo Chen. A sick look appeared on his face, and he suddenly rushed towards Mo Chen like a gust of wind.

"Be careful!" Although the strong man's sudden movements were fast, they could still be seen in full view of the public, and some people who were worried about Mo Chen issued a reminder.

Does Mo Chen need a reminder?Sorry, no need at all!

Looking at the strong man charging towards him, Mo Chen didn't make any special move. He just punched the strong man in the face and flew dozens of meters away.

The strong man was smashed dozens of meters away, but there was no questioning voice.

On the contrary, after Mo Chen knocked the strong man away, the people in Asgard burst into shocking cheers. They were very eye-catching among tens of thousands of people and attracted the attention of countless people.

It seems that drinking and making trouble is also an Asgardian tradition. As long as it is not a big deal, no matter what is right or wrong, the winner can often get the support of everyone. As for the loser, they don't care what happens to him.

The strong man is now a ignored person, who cares what he does!

The strong man himself seemed to understand the situation very well. He struggled to stand up from the ground and wiped away the dazzling blood from the corner of his mouth.

He glanced at Mo Chen with hatred, gritted his teeth and left the square with a hint of madness.

"This matter is not over yet!"

Like a devil's whisper, like a ghost's wail, unforgettable hatred is engraved in these words.

The person who said this was so angry that he never thought that the hatred would pass.

And it will only become more intense under constant suppression.

Mo Chen watched the strong man's leaving figure with interest, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, his eyes flashed, and a hint of evil charm appeared on Mo Chen's face without reservation.

"You said it wrong, this matter is over!"

Mo Chen's mind flashed for a moment, and then he stopped paying attention to the strong man, and began to concentrate on dealing with the large number of Asgardians and some pregnant Asgardian girls who were coming.

The trace of evil charm that appeared on Mo Chen's face made these Asgardian girls who longed for the embrace of a strong man completely forget their reserve.

And they all walked up to Mo Chen, toasted to Mo Chen, and wanted to get to know Mo Chen.

Mo Chen also welcomed everyone who came, drinking cup after cup of wine, making the Asgardian girl with a slightly stronger aura of prowess laugh wildly.

The image of a prodigal son in the flowers is also expressed in a dripping way.

Many Asgardians looked at Mo Chen with envy, jealousy and hatred, and wished to replace him.

That is to say, the strong man is not here, otherwise he will definitely think that all this should belong to him.

He was so hostile towards Mo Chen that he might get into a fight again in the end.

It's a pity that he is no longer here. The absence mentioned here means that he is no longer in the square, and he is also no longer in the world.