Chapter 529 There is something wrong with this world
"You said that the guy I knocked out at the school gate today was someone important?"
During the break, Mo Cheng was rubbing his head and recalling the knowledge points learned in class. Although it was a high school, it was a school that specialized in training professional mecha masters.
It can be imagined that what this school teaches is absolutely different from what Mo Cheng learned in high school.
All he had was a rough memory of this world, and almost zero professional knowledge.
Fortunately, with his brain at this time, he was able to quickly memorize the knowledge in the book.
Anyway, what you learn before college is all theoretical knowledge, and only in college is there a real practical class for professional mecha technicians.
"He just transferred here yesterday. I heard from classmates that he has a special car to pick him up when he goes to and from school. The people who pick him up are wearing black suits. There are three or four of them. His family must be rich, otherwise he wouldn't have been admitted to the student department on the first day after his transfer... You beat him up, so be careful."
The classmate who was talking to Mo Cheng said in a low voice, as if they were whispering, "And when I passed by the Dean's office this morning, I saw him sitting in the Dean's chair playing with his phone, while the Dean was talking on the phone and nodding. He's fine even after getting the mecha parts, he must be very powerful."
At the end, the classmate hesitated, but still advised, "Why don't you go and apologize, Mo Cheng?"
The use of mecha parts by non-professional mecha masters is probably equivalent to going out on the street with an automatic weapon full of ammunition without a gun license.
However, he did not receive any punishment for using mecha parts at the school gate. He did not need any reminder from his classmates because they all knew that the other party must be powerful.
If he wasn't from a powerful background, how could he do such a thing in front of the school gate.
"By the way." Mo Cheng ignored his classmates and asked another question, "Where is the female classmate who was molested this morning?"
"She dropped out of school. I saw it this morning when I was dragged to the teacher's office and scolded for not handing in my homework. Her parents came over and handled the withdrawal procedures directly. She left without even packing her things."
When he heard the last part, Mo Cheng's face showed some surprise.
The guy named Wei Qiang must have some power in his family, as he was able to make the victim drop out of school and almost run away.
"Mo Cheng, it's not shameful to apologize. At worst, I can just beat him up. Otherwise..."
Otherwise, the classmate didn't say anything, but Mo Cheng understood what the other party meant. With the power displayed by Wei Qiang, if he remembered that there was such a guy who attacked him, the outcome would be predictable.
"Don't worry, we have to believe in morality and the law."
Mo Cheng smiled and said, "I believe that big shots won't bother with a small shot like me. Maybe he has already forgotten me."
Seeing that Mo Cheng insisted, the classmate didn't say anything further. For a classmate relationship, being able to say this much was already quite good.
On the other hand, Mo Cheng didn't take this matter to heart. For him, it was not something worth caring about.
When the school bell rang in the afternoon, Mo Cheng walked out of the school gate with his schoolbag on his back. They needed to attend evening self-study, but the food in the school cafeteria tasted terrible, so those who lived nearby were willing to go home or eat out.
As he was walking, Mo Cheng narrowed his eyes, slowed down his pace a little, and began to deviate from the main road.
He sensed that there were a few guys following him.
There is no need to think about it. If this body does not have any so-called hidden background, then the only possibility for those people behind him to come up is that he knocked Wei Qiang unconscious in the morning .
After twisting and turning in the alley, the person following them seemed to realize that Mo Cheng had discovered them, so he stopped disguising and rushed up.
The one who rushed in front picked up a baseball bat and smashed it on Mo Cheng's head. If it was someone else, he would have suffered a concussion if not killed.
However, he was facing Mo Cheng.
A person with a bad temper, but possibly the strongest body in the world.
Tear!
There was the sound of flesh being torn apart. The person rushing in front watched helplessly as half of his body was torn off by Mo Cheng, with blood, internal organs, and bones falling all over the ground.
Even though he only had the two skills [Baptism] and [Gift of Heaven], the Holy Light that had reached the fourth level within a day had already strengthened Mo Cheng's body to the point where he could win a boxing match with a tank.
Unless there is a power monster like the [Apocalypse Tank], in the collision between flesh and tank, Mo Cheng's body will undoubtedly be the winner.
The first man was split in half, and Mo Cheng's palm pierced the second man's chest in front of his horrified eyes.
Then Mo Cheng picked up the baseball bat and smashed the heads of those pursuers who could no longer stop charging, leaving red and white blood all over the ground.
Only one person is left.
"Life is so precious, why don't you know how to cherish it?"
Mo Cheng held the bat covered with thick red and white liquid against the stalker's head. He looked bored and said, "I thought there would be a large group of mecha troops coming to trouble me, but there are only so few people. They are not even enough for warm-up exercises."
These trackers are considered to be strong physically, but they are only as strong as ordinary people. Before they undergo genetic modification, they are only at the limit of human strength even for powerful professional mecha masters.
It is incomparable to Mo Cheng's body which is a complete monster.
For Mo Cheng, the energy consumed by killing these trackers was about the same as that consumed by yawning.
"Tell me, why are you bothering me? What did you originally plan to do?"
Not caring at all about asking unnecessary questions after he had killed someone, Mo Cheng tapped the man's mouth lightly with the baseball bat, "If you tell me, I'll leave you with an intact body. If you don't, I'll beat you into a pulp and feed it to the dogs."
There was no thought of giving the other party a chance to live. When they followed him and behaved hostilely, they were doomed to die.
The difference is whether you get a painful death or a happy death.
But before Mo Cheng could ask anything, there was suddenly a deafening explosion, followed by a heat wave.
Mo Cheng turned around to look at the source of the sound, and then he saw a scene with his superhuman vision.
His house was bombed .
The rising flames and dark smoke made Mo Cheng completely lose the desire to interrogate.
He swung the baseball bat violently, distributing the force evenly throughout the survivor's body. Then the whole person was like a balloon filled with water that was punctured. Countless blood burst out, evenly coating the area within five or six meters around the alley with flesh and blood.
"The public security in this world is really bad. Someone molested me at the school gate early in the morning. Someone blocked my alley after school and even blew up my house."
Mo Cheng had a very happy expression, "I'm forced to kill someone on my first day here. Is this world sick?"
