Global Matchmaking: I Can See Game Tips

Chapter 137 Red Neck Wrath!Hulk Hogan enters a random room: All poisonous hearts
"He seems to enjoy this kind of pain. Could it be a severe fight?"

"It's hard to understand if it's someone else, but if it's a red neck with a mental disorder, it's normal."

"Haha, I've saved the airfare for Run Zou, what will be the next civilized marriage reward? I'm looking forward to it!"

"..."

Hulk Hogan's tenacity shocked the people of the United States.

The ridicule and contempt just now turned into shock.

However, there is still some unavoidable discriminatory color in the discourse.

Freezing three feet is not a day's cold.

How can this kind of stereotyped prejudice be alleviated because of one thing about one person.

[Player Hulk Hogan, you can set the threshold for issuing marriage rewards. 】

[If this step is skipped, the reward will be issued to American civilization by default. 】

Before issuing civilization rewards, the system routinely asks the player whether to set a threshold.

"Oh?"

Hulk Hogan grinned.

That smile looked extremely pervasive.

Even if the marriage ceremony with the thorn girl is over, the painful toxin will continue for 24 hours.

Like tens of thousands of iron nails piercing the heart, living in hellish torture.

His muscles were tense, every cell was struggling in pain, as if being burned, there was no peace anywhere in his body, and he was attacked repeatedly.

But under the influence of the newly acquired [Pain Transformation] skill.

But all of them turned into powerful forces, like waves, layer upon layer.

Trembling in pain.

In pain, strength breaks through barriers.

The ultimate double experience made Hulk Hogan so deeply immersed in such fun that he couldn't extricate himself.

Subsequently.

Hulk Hogan stood up tremblingly.

Clothes mixed with blood, sticking to the wound, like a demon just crawled out of hell.

He spat out bloody saliva.

Speak instructions to the system one by one.

The sound was intermittent but harsh, intertwined with the pain he was enduring, like howling a wolf.

Blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, reflecting his sharp eyes, and frozen on his face as hard as a rock.

In general, the threshold he set is only issued to the impoverished peasant class in the countryside in the United States.

To be precise, give this group a precise description.

That is, it is only issued to the "red neck" group like Hulk Hogan!
[The setting is successful! 】

[Because the American player "Hooker Hogan" got married, the whole world celebrates, and now we are giving marriage rewards to the American civilization! 】

[People in the United States get: Physique +3, Spirit +5, Health +5, Pain Tolerance +3, Charm +0.5! 】

[Those who do not meet the threshold set by the player "Hulk Hogan" will not be rewarded! 】

Such a move caused an uproar in American society!
These entries are rare without any debuff.

Except for the savage and stinky red-necked group, Americans of any class did not receive this reward!
Whether it is the class-solidified elite in the rich area, the urban slums where the fighting is fought, the energetic college students, and the corporate employees who work day after day.

Or Anglo-Saxon whites, African blacks.

All out of anger, yelling at Hulk Hogan!
All kinds of vicious humiliation!
The media channels in the United States continued to discuss heatedly, and the shock of the ministers made the defeated palace fall into dead silence.

Public condemnation and reviling of Hogan boiled over.

The Internet is full of curses and stigmatization against him, he has become a criminal in people's mouth, and he has provoked the anger of the whole United States.

however.

At this moment, Hulk Hogan suddenly raised his head.

Those red eyes stared at nothingness in front of him.

although.

He couldn't see the live light curtain in front of him.

But Hulk Hogan knows the rules of the mating game and has made his actions public.

He seemed to be able to see the distraught looks of every American in the real world at this moment.

"Hey hey hey..."

Hulk Hogan laughed.

Laughing extremely carefree!
He raised his blood-stained hands, his blunt middle fingers stretched vertically.

"fuck you America!"

"fuck you American!"

Here is his response.

In direct language, on behalf of the red-necked group who have been discriminated against and looked down upon, they made an angry accusation against the entire United States.

Fight back against the pompous, feel-good critics!

"I know you bastards are watching!"

"I fuck the mother of all of you!"

"I usually look at us as animals, but never look at us once."

"You still want to take advantage of me?"

"Pooh!"

The resentment deep in his heart was squeezed out from between Hulk Hogan's lips and teeth.

Such anger even surpassed the pain he was experiencing.

"Go to America in NM!"

"Fuck the Anglo-Saxon white pigs, and those bloody black pigs!"

"I can do whatever the hell I want, it's not up to you pigs to tell me what to do!"

He waved his two bloody arms, gesturing with his middle fingers one after another.

His face was distorted, and the corners of his lips frantically raised a ferocious smile.

Every inch of skin, every drop of blood, while being tormented by the painful toxin, was burning, as if responding to his anger.

Hulk Hogan laughed and cursed, his voice echoing throughout the arena.

The Americans who witnessed all this were shocked by his crazy aura.

The voice of cursing was actually stopped at this moment.

"Well done, Little Hooker!"

"For these damn insects, there's no need to spoil them! Your Uncle Hank supports you!"

"Happy, so fucking happy! The Anglo-Saxon pigs don't treat us as human beings, and we don't need to care about the feelings of you white pigs!"

"You bloody scum, you have been oppressing us country people! Let me tell you that although we are poor and uneducated, we are still human! We rely on our own hands and work by ourselves. We don't owe you anyone If you dare to speak ill of us, don’t blame Uncle Jones’ submachine gun for being rude!”

"..."

The "red neck" groups in the United States have spoken out in support of Hulk Hogan.

They are at the bottom of society, and have been criticized, abused, and discriminated against by the mainstream class in the United States since childhood.

This time, they chose to stand with Hulk Hogan, and responded strongly with resentment!
They no longer bear the burden of humiliation and hope that the American media will change.

And no longer count on the damn losers to fool them with lies again.

This time, Hulk Hogan ignited the resistance of the entire redneck community.

No more compromises!

Since you have always regarded us as ignorant, incompetent, and foul-smelling cancer.

Then we'll show you the savagery!
——The state does not know that there are people, and the people do not know that there is a state!
Like a violent whirlwind sweeping across the entire United States, the shocked people fell into a commotion.

……

"Let's go, accompany me home."

Hulk Hogan greeted the thorn demon Sarona.

Leave the back view to the group of Americans who are still in a dazed state.

His weird reaction obviously shook Sarona's heart.

The perception of Hulk Hogan has changed dramatically.

"What a funny guy."

The thorn demon Sarona groaned and smiled.

Obviously approving Hulk Hogan, the eyes looking at him were softer.

Hulk Hogan, who returned to the original wooden house, did not rest.

Instead, he looked at the random room.

"Are you really okay?"

Sarona couldn't help being shocked.

She knew very well the pain Hulk Hogan was suffering at this time.

If it were someone else, the pain would have been worse than death, crying and crying.

But Hulk Hogan was acting like nothing happened.

What kind of strong spiritual will does he possess? !

"I'm in the novice period today, and there's only one random room left!"

Hulk Hogan said nonchalantly: "Forget it, you won't understand even if you tell me."

Done.

Resolutely, he randomly entered a random room.

The thorn demon Sarona wanted to follow, but was surprised to find that she couldn't get in the silver random room.

[Your partner "Hook Hogan" is in a special scene [Thousands of Poisonous Hearts]! 】

[This random room can only be entered by players! 】

【You can't enter, please wait patiently! 】

a time.

Sarona froze in place.

Overwhelmed.

　Thank you [Lonely Watcher] for the reward of 1666 book coins~!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)