Power of Money
Chapter 1042

Look, this stupid Asian is actually going to carry out a fist's strength test here!"

The black man's companion, a registered employee, shouted loudly in English. The watermark advertisement test of the watermark advertisement test!

"This Asian wants to surpass Harry's record in the fist strength test. This must be the biggest joke here this year. Don't you want to come and see?"

Harry was the black man who made a weight of 55 pounds in a circle just now. He was known as the "fist king" in the whole Transfer station. His punch was full of strength. He often beat three people in the amateur boxing training. He was not at a disadvantage.

When she heard that someone dared to challenge Harry's fist strength record, and the challenger was still a Asian.

Many of the training staff members slowed down the machine's speed and turned their heads. They watched Jason, who was throwing punches, with a playful look in their eyes.

The same included Sylvia, who had just arrived at William's office.

Jason's punch had no power at all. He smashed a circle on the boxing bag, which, in many people's eyes, was a very amateur performance.

It should be known that the weight of a punch, in addition to the factor of muscle and strength, the speed of the punch would also play a great role in the whole process.

The longer the accumulation of strength, the greater the accumulated strength of the muscles. The speed of the punch would be faster, and the explosion of strength would reach a new level. However, Jason didn't think about this at all. He raised his hand and punched the gaunt man's gaunt body on the gaunt glove.

Then he slowly withdrew his hand and stared at the punch power display on one side.

Ding!

Accompanied by a crisp sound, the punch force indicator began to roll with red numbers.

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How to go?

220.

270.

300!

When the number jumped to 300, the display device froze!

300 pounds in one punch!

The power of 23 was equivalent to a full blow from 6 adults.

It was even heavier than Harry's 235 pounds, with a weight of 70 pounds!

Although 70 pounds was not much, once a person's strength reached a certain level, it would take him a long time to make a breakthrough even if his strength increased by 5 pounds.

And the 70 kg added by Jason might be the limit that Harry could never break through in his life!

More importantly, everyone could vaguely remember that this girl who seemed to be weak did not have the preparation work such as papermaking strength before throwing out a punch. It looked like a casual punch, as if she did not even use her full strength!

"Oh my god, is Harry's record broken, or it's a Asian!" Someone exclaimed.

Not only him, everyone's eyes quickly became indifferent and disdainful, and they quickly turned into incredulity.

Some people were even walking on the treadmill. Due to the fact that they were too inattention, they fell straight down without noticing.

And Harry looked at Jason in disbelief. He shook his head at the crowd while loudly saying words that Jason couldn't understand. It seemed that he argued that it was impossible. It should be a machine problem. He went straight out and stood beside Jason. In front of Jason, he gathered all his strength and punched hard on the test machine.

210 pounds!

Sure enough, his strength couldn't exceed the peak value at the first time. 210 pounds was already very high, but there was a 100 pounds gap between him and Jason's 300 pounds. "You, come on!"

Harry spoke these two words in lame Chinese to Jason.

There was no lack of domestic workers at the transfer station. They would more or less understand a little about the simplest words.

Jason didn't punch again. He shook his head and turned to go out directly.

He didn't want to attract too much attention and jealousy in this place. He knew that the strength of his punch was less than one-third of his full strength. If he really punched with full strength and smashed on the test machine, the whole transfer station would be boiling.

"As expected, with the increase of time, the changes in his muscles will become more and more obvious. In just ten days, he had already followed the Chang Bai Mountain and was not of the same grade at all."

Jason lowered his head and pondered. At the current stage of his transformation, he had a preliminary understanding of himself.

Although Jason had avoided being too high-profile, just as he was about to walk out of the training room, he suddenly heard someone shouting behind him. "Kongfu!"

"Pursuing tricks!"

This sentence seemed to awaken all the people. The foreign personnel in the training room all boiled up and shouted together.

"Pursuing tricks!"

"I like currying mud and silk tricks!"

"What's wrong with you?"

Jason's footsteps stopped slightly, and he almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Come on, after all these years of explanation, it seems that the foreigners have rebelieved again, and the people from Van Country have mastered martial arts?"

After leaving the training room, Sylvia had already stood aside and waited.

She looked at Jason with a smile and chased him to the gate. The enthusiastic foreign staff said helplessly, "Well, you took the blame for our country and see how you will explain it when you go back." Jason was also very helpless. He had already shown mercy, but he didn't expect that it would still cause such a sensation.

"It's okay. At least we have to let them know that we're not to be trifled with. How are you? What did William talk to you about?"