The villain of the end of the world, snatched the protagonist goddess at the beginning

"Good evening, everyone!"

This is a very normal sentence, but it makes dozens of people at the scene feel a chill of fear.

"Why, no one welcomes me?"

Seeing no one respond, Gu Ziming said softly again.

"Hello, Mr. Gu!"

"Good evening, Mr. Gu!"

"Finally I meet Mr. Gu, hello, Mr. Gu!"

Everyone followed Gu Ziming's example and greeted him.

"Mr. Gu, please spare me~"

At this time, the fat man begged for mercy again, but at this moment, his squeezed chest made it almost difficult to breathe, so his words were also weak.

"You two, follow me up the mountain later."

After Gu Ziming finished speaking, the huge stone hand let go of the two people and escaped into the underground.

The fat man was busy panting and breathing heavily. He had never felt that the hot air was so sweet.

The young man who was paralyzed by the fat man's mucus was still paralyzed at this time, and collapsed on the ground, but his face had turned from purple to red, and his overall condition was obviously much better.

"Thank you, Mr. Gu, thank you, Mr. Gu, you are a great man who does not remember the mistakes of a villain, and you can hold a boat in your stomach!"

The fat man immediately kowtowed and thanked Gu Ziming.

The people in the square saw the miserable appearance of the fat man, some of them guessed a little, sneered, and secretly said in their hearts that he deserved it.

And some did not know how the fat man angered Gu Ziming, and they were constantly thinking about what the fat man had done.

Seeing that everyone was silent and quiet, Gu Ziming spoke again:

"What were you doing just now?"

At this time, a heavy and dull voice sounded:

"I was just sparring with this new brother."

The speaker was Zhao Hu, the first batch of sturdy men who came to join Gu Ziming.

The new sparring partner mentioned by Zhao Hu was an extremely obese person who looked like a small mountain.

The first time Gu Ziming saw him, he thought of the sumo wrestlers from the island country.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Jiro Inoue. I used to be a coach at an island country sumo club in the East China Sea. I just joined this base yesterday.

Thank you for the hospitality, Mr. Gu!"

Jiro Inoue spoke fluent Mandarin, and bowed to Gu Ziming while speaking.

Jiro Inoue's words and actions were very respectful, but when Gu Ziming checked the villain's eye, his loyalty was 0.

[Name: Jiro Inoue

Camp: Temporary villain camp

Loyalty: 20

Main ability: A-level enhancement system, fat enhancement, after using the superpower, the fat of the whole body will be as invulnerable as rubber, and at the same time can relieve most of the force. ]

Loyalty of 20?

This is not what such a respectful person in front of him should have.

20 loyalty is almost gone, which is equivalent to asking him to kill a chicken, not to mention asking him to be the protagonist.

"You're welcome, did you get any results from the competition?"

Gu Ziming asked the two with a smile, just like an old friend asking casually.

Zhao Hu couldn't help but raise his mouth corners to both sides when he heard Gu Ziming's question, revealing his white teeth that can be seen at night.

Inoue Jiro touched his head and said as if he was a little embarrassed:

"Mr. Gu, this Tiger Sang is more skilled, I lost for the time being."

"I don't believe that you will lose with your physique?"

Gu Ziming looked at Inoue Jiro carefully again and asked uncertainly.

Jiro Inoue seemed to be quite frank, saying:

"I am not as skilled as others, Mr. Gu, I did lose."

Gu Ziming smiled, turned his eyes away from Jiro Inoue, turned to face the crowd, and asked loudly:

"How many people bet on Jiro to win just now? Raise your hands and see."

For a moment, the crowd did not understand what Gu Ziming meant, but few people really raised their hands.

One of them raised his hand at the back, and when he saw that he seemed to be the only one, he quickly put his hand down.

"Oh, then the brother at the back, just raise it, what are you afraid of, I won't eat you!"

Gu Ziming also saw that everyone was unwilling to raise their hands, as if it was a joke, and continued in a relaxed tone:

"Then, those who bet on Jiro to win, don't raise your hands."

No one raised their hands this time.

Some smart psychics seemed to have noticed that the atmosphere at the scene seemed to have changed.

"Mr. Inoue, right?"

Gu Ziming turned around and asked Jiro Inoue.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Gu, my name is Jiro Inoue."

"Look, everyone bet on you to win, but you actually lost. What a disappointment."

"Well, let's just have another match to make everyone happy!"

After saying that, Gu Ziming raised his hand and made a "please start your performance" gesture.

Jiro Inoue's forehead was covered with sweat unconsciously. The pressure from Gu Ziming was much greater than that from Zhao Hu just now.

Zhao Hu also saw something wrong and stood up and said:

"Mr. Gu, we just had a match and our energy is almost exhausted."

After saying that, the people who came with him also turned their eyes to Gu Ziming.

Except for Old Man Wu who was not present, Barenmu, Jiang Tao and Chen Quan, who had returned at some point, all looked at Gu Ziming.

But they didn't say anything. As the first batch of superpowers, they would never forget Gu Ziming's coldness when he saw them that day.

It was because Zhao Hu, as one of the protagonists of the competition, had to stand up and talk to Gu Ziming. Otherwise, he would be like the best spectator, watching the protagonist's performance on the stage silently.

"Well, I'll bet a gold coin on you to win, okay?"

Gu Ziming didn't care about Zhao Hu's evasion. Instead, he took out a golden coin from his pocket and pressed it on the table.

"This, this..."

Zhao Hu was originally a little afraid of Gu Ziming. He remembered that Gu Ziming's huge stone hand crushed the long-tongued monster who had beaten him half-crippled.

Now he couldn't even say a complete sentence.

Inoue Jiro didn't care. He thought that this Mr. Gu was no different from the audience who liked to watch his sumo performance before.

Because those audiences came late and missed the most exciting game, but there was no replay, so they would shout "Do it again" in the audience!

Now that Gu Ziming was his boss in public, Jiro Inoue felt a little uncomfortable to refuse directly.

Seeing that his opponent Zhao Hu stood up to object but to no avail, he understood Gu Ziming's determination to see another fight.

For him, this was just a performance anyway, it didn't matter, just do it again, he still had more important tasks waiting for him to complete.

"No need to say more, you can start after you have rested."

Gu Ziming walked to the table full of wine bottles, poured himself a glass of red wine, raised the glass and said to the two people in the center of the square.

Seeing this, Zhao Hu and Jiro Inoue had no choice but to walk back to the big circle they had drawn before.

Gu Ziming took a sip of the red wine in the glass, looked at the two people who were already ready, and said softly:

"In order not to play a fake game, this duel will not end until death!"