Supernatural Rebirth Genius Girl Diviner

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Out of the door, Yang Zimei wandered the street casually, and unknowingly came to the central square.

In the center of the square, I don't know what happened, surrounded by many people.

The faces of these people were all angry and screaming.

She squeezed in--

In the center of the crowd, someone drew a large circle with chalk, and in this circle, there were three sumo fat like an elephant.

They were only wearing a pair of red briefs, their hair was tied up, their body fat was shaking up and down, and it was ugly.

One of them was calling in blunt Chinese, "Your Huaxia people are big sick men of East Asia. They are useless species. Come out and challenge us."

Yang Zimei was sweating. She really couldn't understand. How did these three Japanese sumo come here to challenge and challenge?

No one went out, but all of them were full of anger, yelling and scolding at the sumo, and all kinds of wonderful country scolding languages ​​kept coming out.

Although there were many scoldings, no one dared to act.

It seems that everyone is a giant in language and a dwarf in action.

The three sumo wrestlers continued to humiliate the Chinese people.

"I'll challenge you! See how arrogant you are!"

At this moment, an extremely angry male voice rang loudly.

A young man emerged from the crowd.

At a glance, Yang Zimei was actually a benefactor of her last life, the little police officer Huang Yunguo.

Does he actually want to challenge these sumo wrestles that are deliberately provocative?

Looking at the three sumo wrestlings, although there is a lot of fat on the body, those fats are not the same as those of ordinary people, just like muscles after training.

Although Huang Yunguo was not trained in physical training this year, it is impossible to defeat any sumo wrestler and he will only be injured.

"Come on, guy, fight these three Japanese fat guys back to their hometown."

The surrounding people started to stir up excitement, but no one cares whether Huang Yunguo will be injured.

"Okay, I've figured out that I'm not afraid of death."

One relatively speaking, the relatively small sumo came out and yelled at Huang Yunguo with his fingers, "Do you believe me if you just poke you to death in East Asia?"

Huang Yunguo heard it, and was even more angry. "Your mother's little Japan is the sick man in East Asia!"

After that, he hit the sumo with a punch.

The sumo did not dodge, but stood and allowed Huang Yunguo to punch.

Huang Yunguo's fist hit the sumo's heart, but it seemed to hit cotton, and the force was completely blocked by the thick fat of sumo.

He just wanted to close it. Who knows, the fist got stuck in the pile of fat, and was severely clamped, he couldn't pull it out at all.

Huang Yunguo hit another fist ...

As a result, it was still caught by the fat and couldn't move.

Seeing this, Yang Zimei couldn't help secretly wondering.

I didn't expect that these sumo could actually exercise their strength on the fat and fat. Those fat and fat did not become a burden in the battle, but instead became a shield for unloading and even a weapon.

Huang Yunguo's fists were pinched and his face was flushed with embarrassment.

"Cut, it's really useless. It's actually caught by other people's fat. We might as well go out and beat us, and lose our Chinese faces."

Someone in the crowd shouted that.

Even more extreme, there are many echoes.

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