Speaking of which, Bo Fu has also discovered that the world is heading toward chaos faster and faster. A few days ago, he had to pick up the landing gear of an airplane to sneak into the United States, but now he can even throw an energy ball. Although It takes several times more power to suppress the rules of the world, but as time goes by, the rules of this world become more and more confusing and inconsistent. In fact, not being able to reconcile oneself does not mean that the world will collapse. It should be no different for the aboriginal people of this world, but for outsiders, it is getting happier and happier - of course, if the outsiders are nothing special In terms of strength, they are just as bad as the aborigines.
Unfortunately, this does not mean that the world has relaxed the upper limit of alien power. If it exceeds the upper limit of power, it will explode. Therefore, Bo Fu still controls the output of power. Fortunately, this world also has good things like Big Ivan - since Maozi exploded a Big Ivan without causing any damage to the earth, so the energy ball thrown by Bofu with an equivalent of 100 million tons would theoretically not do anything to the earth.
Speaking of which, Bo Fu is not kidnapping the wealthy celebrities at all. He is actually kidnapping all the citizens of New York City. If his energy ball is really the 10,000-ton equivalent he claims, at least Half of New York City was under his sway. "Have you measured it?" There were already many people in military uniforms among the crowd below. "The explosion was almost 1,500 tons equivalent. However, because the explosion distance was relatively close, the pressure explosion was exaggerated."
"Huh? I didn't expect that since I haven't taken action for a long time, I am a little out of control about the severity of the action? Oh, if I wasn't afraid that I would accidentally blow up the planet and have nothing to do, how could I make a joke about claiming that ten thousand tons is actually only one thousand tons? ¡¡± Bo Fu was a little disappointed. But the next moment he cheered up and jumped out of the building and flew towards a brick-shaped building. "Really, if you directly threaten the top five of the United Nations, it will be the end!"
Just do what he said, Bo Fu walked directly into the Security Council and directly announced that he would be the captain This arrogant and domineering man laughed wildly and said: "From now on, I will destroy a city every day! Until you agree, hahahaha ! If you want me to stop, then go ahead! I will accept any duel, sneak attack, or nuclear weapon, hahahaha!"
In Chinatown, New York, there is a restaurant. The owner of the restaurant is a semi-middle-aged man with medium-long hair and sharp eyebrows. He always wears a long gown and looks like an antique from the Republic of China era. The boss's name is Long Twelve. Speaking of which, no one else has ever seen anyone named Long, and of course they have never seen the other eleven dragons. If we were to say that it was named according to Chinese tradition, we can only estimate that this name was due to the fact that this person ranked twelfth among his brothers of the same generation in the clan. On weekdays, Long Twelve is kind-hearted and low-key. Although I don't know why he doesn't go back to Hong Kong or the mainland, the local overseas Chinese have a very good relationship with him.
In fact, this Long Twelve is a real master of Chinese martial arts. His powerful inner strength and peerless martial arts wisdom are like a sword hidden in a scabbard. He never exposes himself to self-admiration. He also never thought about doing chivalry in the entire New York City - "The red-haired barbarians committed crimes and committed suicide, and we only used our hands to save others when we injured women and children. As for realizing justice, we must Let the red-haired official handle it on his own!"
But now it¡¯s up to him. A madman, a madman who looks Chinese-American, announced on all TV shows that he wants to rule the world and be the captain of the ball. In order to prove his words, this madman Bo Fu killed many people and threatened the whole world with his "Kung Fu". Long Twelve has no choice but to take care of it. Only my descendants of China can judge what I, the son of the Han family, have done. With this idea in mind, Long Twelve wrote a letter of challenge with a brush, and used the peerless light skill "Feng Yun Dong" to float to where Bo Fu was - this guy has been staying there since he announced his request. Sitting atop the Empire State Building, a symbol of America's golden years.
Long Twelve put his hands behind his back, and the movements of his feet were extremely elegant. His gown was only slightly raised in the high-speed wind, which was completely unscientific and extremely pretentious. This person floated near Bo Fu. The sitting Bo Fu just raised his head and glanced sideways at this guy. Long Twelve raised his hand, and a letter slowly flew over to Bo Fu. Falling in front of you. "Night of the full moon, the Statue of Liberty!" There are only eight words on it, but they are written clearly on the back of the paper. The handwriting contains countless martial arts principles. If Long Twelve writes any few words on a volcanic island, it must be The knight is second in line. Ordinary martial arts masters, after reading the eight words in this letter, will most likely be shocked by the peerless martial arts wisdom contained in the words. If not, they will become obsessed with it and become those guys on the Knight Island. But all this means nothing to Bo Fu. You must know that Bo Fu's natal magical power is the five-color divine light. All the magical powers and methods of yin and yang and the five elements are under his control. There are only a fewMortal martial arts is really not good.
However, the martial arts wisdom in these words is only some superficial knowledge of Long Twelve. Long Twelve is arrogant by nature, so he naturally disdains to argue with ordinary people. These eight words are also used to select opponents - as long as anyone is not subject to this Those who were shocked by these eight words would naturally be qualified to fight Long Twelve.
I don¡¯t know what month it is on the 15th, but the moon is big and round. Long Twelve still had his hands behind his back, standing quietly on the top of the torch on the right hand of the Statue of Liberty. He looked up at the moon with a calm expression, showing the air of a peerless master. The dark clouds in the sky covered the moonlight. When the clouds left and the moonlight fell again, there was an extra person above the Statue of Liberty. The man stood a little lazily on top of the goddess, casually glanced at the moon and then at the pretentious man, "It's almost time, let's start." Bo Fu laughed, "Look at you, you are such a high-ranking person. With people's behavior, most of them still want me to make three moves? Well, let me ask you to make three moves." Yan Bi Bofu casually slapped the hand, and the invisible inner force suddenly burst out, and it turned into a flame when it left the palm. The giant palm suddenly rushed towards Long Twelve who was diagonally above.