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Chapter 86 Except You, the Poet of the Fist Fighting Tribe!

Chapter 86 Except You, the Poet of the Fist Fighting Tribe!
Reception room, or interview room.

Chen Mulin was wealthy and directly rented a building.

Sitting outside the interview room, Zhong Xiao recalled the fear he felt while waiting for an interview in his previous life.

Fortunately, with the psychopath Wang Zhenqiu and the reckless Little God of Fire Hong Bin by his side, Zhong Xiao can relax a little.

Just as I was preparing myself mentally, I suddenly heard someone calling a number.

"it's your turn!"

Wang Zhen's racket woke up Hong Bin, who was almost drooling with his mouth facing the sky.

Hong Bin had slept for several naps and had snored several times, but every time he snored, he would be woken up by Wang Zhenqiu's slap.

"My turn? It's finally my turn. My butt is so hard!"

Hong Bin stood up, dazed, and stumbled into the interview room.

"Can this thing... really work?"

Zhong Xiao complained in his heart, then lowered his head and looked at the other number tags on his clothes. He felt annoyed. There were only a few people who participated in the interview, and the number was not even in double digits. Which genius came up with this stupid design?
"Ache!"

In the interview room, Mr. Butler, the main interviewer, sneezed and blushed instantly. As a person who believes in elegance above all else, this was clearly inappropriate!
"Ahem, excuse me. Next, let's start asking questions."

The butler coughed awkwardly, and when he saw Hong Bin fidgeting, he felt relieved.

Originally he wanted to dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it, but when he saw that the person sitting opposite him was obviously a rough guy, he felt relieved. Fortunately, he did not embarrass the young lady!
Chen Mulin: Thank you, you are already embarrassing enough...

Chen Mulin also sat in the interviewer's seat. She used the Shikigami Bone Woman's face weaving ability to change into another human face. She was a little worried about the housekeeper, so she followed along.

Her housekeeper has strong business capabilities, but has one biggest flaw: his train of thought is too strange!
As the saying goes, there is a fine line between genius and madness.

Although I'm not sure whether you are a genius or not, you are definitely a lunatic!

The thin line between being a genius and being a genius may be the trench in your brain...

Chen Mulin sighed and continued to listen to the interview scene.

Chen Mulin was relatively confident in the housekeeper regarding this familiar business... However, her sixth sense told her that it would be better to come and take a look.

"Hello, Mr. Hong Bin, right? Could you please try to blow my head off with a hammer?"

I grass!

I don’t have to worry at all!

In your mind, how powerful are the aliens?
Superhero?
It’s hard for us Inhumans to even withstand an ordinary pistol bullet, okay?
Chen Mulin's anxious heart finally settled down.

However, to her surprise, this guy named Hong Bin actually picked up the sledgehammer leaning against the corner.

"A sledgehammer for breaking down walls, probably weighing about ten pounds?"

Hong Bin weighed the sledgehammer in his hand twice, then really gripped the wooden handle with both hands, and with a whistling sound, swung the sledgehammer and smashed it at the head!

"Holy crap! Dude, you're crazy!"

Chen Mulin couldn't help but swore, then stood up with a thud. With a bang, the skull and the hammer collided, and Chen Mulin couldn't help but close her eyes.

She was afraid that when she opened her eyes the next moment, she would see the ground covered with red blood and flowing brain matter.

"It's over. I smashed the hammer... I don't have to pay for it, right?"

When Chen Mulin heard the sound, she opened her eyes in disbelief and saw only a broken hammer.

No buddy, is the intensity of the inland areas all this high?

"Hey, miss, what are you doing? It's so rude. Sit down."

The butler was quite calm and whispered to Chen Mulin to sit down.

Chen Mulin swallowed his saliva. I am obviously the extraordinary person. Who of us is more ignorant?

The ignorant are truly fearless!
Chen Mulin sat down sullenly, and then heard the remaining requests from the housekeeper.

As for the speed, we used the treadmill next to us to test it, and then we saw Hong Bin running at full speed, breaking the treadmill tracks...

"Okay, next item, reaction speed. Next, please don't get shot." After the butler finished speaking, the muscular men in suits surrounding the room finally took action. Each of them pulled out a black pistol from his waist and pointed it at Hong Bin in the center of the room.

"Huh? So many guns! Are you crazy?"

Chen Mulin questioned the housekeeper sitting next to her with a hint of anger in her voice.

Our butler was very calm, "Don't worry, miss, these are toy guns, and they are loaded with dyed bullets. As long as your body is not dyed after being attacked by several bullets, you have passed the test."

Chen Mulin: ...

Help me, who is the alien?
Also, why is this guy named Hong Bin so cooperative?
Am I a fake alien?
No, this is no longer a problem with aliens, this is simply a problem with humans, right?
You are all poets of the Ministry of Posts and Telecommunications!

At the order from the butler, bullets fired volleys. Hong Bin's moves were very wide and wide, but he was not very good at dodging and was accidentally stained with color.

"I'm sorry, unfortunately, you failed." said the butler.

"Oh! Damn it! Seriously, I must practice my agility more when I go back!" Hong Bin held his head in regret, and was then asked to leave by several muscular men in black.

"The next one, is his name Wang Zhenqiu?"

Hong Bin, with a look of regret on his face, was taken to the interview room, which made Zhong Xiao and Wang Zhenqiu very confused, but before Wang Zhenqiu had time to ask, he was informed that he was the next one.

Out of curiosity, Wang Zhenqiu also went into the interview room.

The housekeeper still asked him to blow the man's head off with a hammer, but Wang Zhenqiu thought this was too low, so he raised a finger and pressed it on the hammer, pressing a hole like an electric drill.

In the speed section, Wang Zhenqiu also completed the target easily on a brand new treadmill.

Then, in the final stage of dodging bullets, Wang Zhenqiu's body was quite agile and he succeeded easily as well.

After completing all the projects, Wang Zhenqiu gave an encore performance and gave the main interviewer, Mr. Guanjia, a massage with the "Love Massage".

The housekeeper's face immediately flushed, indicating that the massage was very effective!

Chen Mulin: For a moment, I seemed out of place because I was too normal!
Are you all crazy?!

Chen Mulin breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that there was only one person left and she could finally escape.

"The last one, is his name Zhong Xiao?" the butler muttered.

At the same time, Chen Mulin was already exhausted. He was originally very interested in this guy who saw through his disguise at a glance, but after seeing the mental state of the young alien in the inland area...

It doesn’t matter anymore. You are the real extraordinary people, so fucking different from ordinary people!
Zhong Xiao walked into the interview room and sat on the chair.

Then the butler continued to ask: "Can you blow someone's head off with a hammer?"

Zhong Xiao was stunned for a moment and thought, what kind of interview is this?
Interview at a psychiatric hospital?
"Are you crazy or am I crazy?"

"I won't do it."

Zhong Xiao answered decisively.

Mr. Butler frowned, "If you are so uncooperative, then we have to move on to the next item. Can you break the treadmill?"

Zhong Xiao: ???

"No, are you crazy? I was wondering why you were laughing so happily when the ball came out. It turns out you ran into a room full of psychopaths."

"Have fun, I'm leaving now." Zhong Xiao said and wanted to leave the interview room.

However, with a thump, Chen Mulin stood up and slammed the table, saying loudly:

"It's you! You're selected!"

Zhong Xiao looked surprised and asked, "Why?"

Chen Mulin's face was filled with relief, yet also a little sad.

"Because... you're the only normal person!"

Except you, the Fist Poet!
I will work hard to save my manuscripts! (lying on the bed, turning over to find the charger)

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(End of this chapter)

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