Star rating, as the end of the world has come less than two months ago, the standard for judging strength naturally has its reason.

The ability of a low star is either poor in foundation or low in potential, and it cannot be compared with the ability of a high star -- the gap in the middle is so large that it cannot be made up by just a few dozen days, hard work and hard work.

However, there are some people who have some abilities, when they use their will and belief to burn their lives and souls, and burst out of the ultimate bottom force, that is the power of not paying attention to common sense!

Exploding the flesh rigid body.

Wandering in the world of white books, the ability of the muscle monster Hu Yu Lu Di.

It's not magic, it's not martial arts, it's just relying on muscles, unleashing the power of every muscle fiber, to fight, to kill!

In the original work, Brother Huyu Lu only exploded the flesh rigid body to 120%.

But Xiao Qiang, with the extreme intention of death, "went to the end".

Muscle eruption, reached-

500%！

If you compare it with the eight doors of Dunjia in "Naruto", the current Xiao Qiang is equivalent to opening the last door:

Death's door.

Although the overwhelmed body will be destroyed at any time and completely collapse from the genetic level, when he felt that the power in his body was almost unrestrained and about to erupt, Xiao Qiang still surged up from his heart with an emotion called "ecstasy".

If you can't be brilliant once in a lifetime, how can you be called a "man"!

At this moment, his mind flashed through the life he had experienced.

……

In any society, there are classes.

Born in the suburbs of Zhucheng, his father was only a machine tool worker in a chemical factory, and his mother was unemployed, Xiao Qiang, who was born to be an "inferior person" at the bottom of society.

Toxic sewage flows through the streets, and a pungent smell often emanates from the air, which is a slum in the city.

Unable to endure poverty, when Xiao Qiang was seven years old, his mother ran away from home, leaving only a young and ignorant child, and a man who paralyzed himself with inferior liquor all day long, and three years later, one night, the man died of stomach cancer.

Ten-year-old Xiao Qiang is withdrawn and thin.

The slums, inherently chaotic, devoid of civility, even morality - fights and brawls are commonplace among children and young people. Xiao Qiang, who has no father and no mother, is thin and small, and picks up garbage for a living, has naturally become the target of bullying by others.

People who are unhappy because of poverty, who need to vent their anger because they are angry, and who are as humble as worms in society, vent their humiliation and sullenness in their hearts on him who is even inferior.

Again and again, the young man who nested in the hut, full of scars, clenched his fists tightly, bit his lip, and cried silently.

"Why am I being treated like this?"

He hated others, hated those who bullied him, hated his own parents, hated unjust fate, hated this indifferent and heartless society, hated everything!

And so it went on for four years.

Xiao Qiang, 14 years old.

The silent teenager, who often didn't say a few words for a week, gradually figured out something.

This world is originally dark and cold, as soon as people are born, they have their own destinies, there has never been fairness, the rich bully the poor, and the strong trample on the weak, which is a matter of course.

"I need strength!"

With great strength, you will no longer be humiliated and tortured, and you can change from being an oppressed person to a violent one.

With a knife, he carved a cross mark on his arm.

"From today onwards, I will no longer cry weakly, if there is still a time to cry, it must be the moment of my death, when my life is over, when everything is over, I can cry!"

A fourteen-year-old emaciated boy will scavenge all his earnings from the garbage to buy low-grade and cheap meat, fatty meat with an unpleasant smell, and flesh skin with hair and blood...... Even go directly to pick it up, and the nearby meat factory discards the rotten meat that you don't want.

Eating everything, things that can replenish nutrients.

At the same time, exercise.

In the early morning and evening, in the dog days, in the cold of the nine, I exercised hard.

"Are you going to move bricks for the sake of strength in the future?" The people of the ghetto, laughing at him like this.

"No, it's to be strong—strong enough to take down all of you." Fourteen-year-old Xiao Qiang solemnly replied to others.

Of course, he was beaten again.

Gradually, those people found that it was not so easy to bully Xiao Qiang, and the young man's figure began to become strong and tall, and he began to fight hard with others, sometimes beating him, and even having to pay for the end of being bruised all over his body.

With power comes identity and dignity!

The people in the slums no longer treat Xiao Qiang as a dog, a beast who insults and beats him at will and sulks like he used to.

And so, after a while, they found that all the humiliation they had inflicted on the boy had gradually returned to themselves.

When Xiao Qiang was seventeen years old, when all the young gangsters in this slum area joined forces and were also defeated, everyone was terrified in the face of this young man with bulging muscles, ruthlessness, and fearlessness.

"It's boring."

Looking at the people lying on the ground, moaning miserably and bleeding all over the ground, Xiao Qiang didn't feel a trace of joy.

Oppressing the weak does not bring him any satisfaction.

"However, just having the power to defeat more than a dozen people, I can do whatever I want in the slums, and let all the people who once bullied me kneel on the ground. What if I became the strongest in this city, in this country, and even in this world? ”

Youth who are beginning to mature have a new goal:

Become the strongest man on earth!

On a cold snowy night, climbing an awl mountain outside the suburbs, and kowtowing three times to the small grave where his father was buried, Xiao Qiang left Zhucheng and went to Shencheng to become a construction worker.

It's a job that makes money and exercises.

One person, capable of doing the work of three or five people, and like a cow or horse, never shouting tired, anyone who asked, would come forward to help, and the young man was soon loved by the foreman, and admired by all the workers.

Doing the most tiring work, feeling the trembling of muscle fibers, feeling the beating of pulses and blood vessels, and swaying hot sweat, Xiao Qiang has a sense of fulfillment.

Getting up early and greedy for darkness, cursing bosses and rich people in vulgar language, discussing national and world events in an impassioned tone of pointing out the country, or boasting about the past, talking about women - young people seem to be not much different from other people.

The only difference is a body, strong muscles, and eyes that are as sharp as knives hidden in the narrowed eyes.

Like his dead father, he likes to drink, drinking the lowest liquor, blended and sold to migrant workers in bulk, when the hot liquor flows through his throat, the drunkenness dulls his brain and keeps him away from the chaos of the world.

It was a snowy day.

It's snowing heavily.

Heavy clouds shrouded the sky, the icy cold wind blew, and the goose feathers and heavy snow fell from the sky.

After drinking more than a pound of liquor at the food stall, Xiao Qiang was alone on the road, stumbling and walking, returning to the remote place where the construction site was located, and he also carried a bottle of beer in his hand.

The snow under his feet made a "crunching" sound, and the cold wind swept the snow, and soon dyed his hair and eyebrows a silver white.

Wearing only a single coat, his clothes and pants were worn out and stained with mud, and he was incompatible with the men and women in the down jackets and umbrellas around him, and the beautiful Shencheng at night, a big city with bright lights and gorgeous disturbances.

On his clothes, showing a clear muscular outline, carrying a beer, he swayed along the road at night, and everyone who saw him accidentally avoided it.

Xiao Qiang didn't care, on the snow, one step high, one step low, staggering, high-pitched interest, even more made him tear his throat and sing loudly:

The cold wind is bleak

The snow is drifting

It's a long road

Walk with a song

Look back and look at the stars

The past is like a cloud of smoke

Remember the time of parting

Leave in the snow......

While the passers-by on the street avoided it, they also turned their heads in surprise to see that this rough and dirty young migrant worker actually had a loud voice full of vicissitudes and singing with a touching and appealing voice.

I walked alone in the snow

Swing as much as you want

Heroic Pride ......

The snow on the ground was a foot thick, and Xiao Qiang, who couldn't catch his feet, walked for about five miles, and was blown by the cold wind, and stepped into the ditch with one foot crookedly. After struggling a few times, I drank more than a pound of liquor before, and at this time I was drinking alcohol, where did I earn it.

The wine was strong, and he slept drunk in the snow ditch.

The heavy snow soon buried him quietly.

Xiao Qiang was awakened by a burst of screaming and crying from a woman.

It's a very vulgar scene, but it's also very realistic, and in any city, in the dark and in the middle of nowhere, there will be evil.

Xiao Qiang, who still had a headache and dizziness, struggled to crawl out of the snow ditch, opened his eyes wide, and saw clearly after a few seconds that several gangsters with yellow hair and earrings were pulling a 17 or 8-year-old girl to the van.

The girl who cried bitterly slammed the car door with both hands.

"Let go...... ......" spewed out a breath of wine, Xiao Qiang shook his head vigorously to make his thinking clearer, and at the same time raised his sour legs and walked towards the van, "Let go...... The girl ......"

"Mom. Where, where did the dead migrant workers come from, dare to meddle with buddies! ”

"Still a drunk!"

A few thugs scolded and slapped the girl in the face a few times, trying to pull her into the car and close the door.

Xiao Qiang raised a fist and smashed the door glass into pieces.

On his fingers, the pain made his brain sober up a lot, looking at the skin on his fist, which was cut by glass and gushed out with red blood, Xiao Qiang shook off the glass slag and blood beads on his hand, and was about to speak, when a sharp pain suddenly came from his chest.

A dagger was stuck in his chest.

Five minutes later, several thugs, who were bleeding from their heads and had broken hands and feet, fled in terror in the van with the door smashed, leaving behind the girl who was still crying.

Xiao Qiang gasped for breath, sat on the snow, treated the wound with snow first, and then tore the single coat and bandaged it.

"Right...... I'm sorry...... You're not going to die, are you? I...... I'm here to help......"

The girl's face was full of tears, and she was in a hurry to help bandage it: "My mobile phone was damaged by them, otherwise I can call the emergency hotline...... Let's leave first, it's too remote, there is no car, wait until the road to take a taxi to the hospital! ”

She tried to pull Xiao Qiang up from the snow.

"It's fine." Xiao Qiang smiled indifferently and got up by himself, his figure was a head taller than the girl. The muscles of the naked upper body are bulging, and the girl is more and more petite.

"How can it be okay! You've been stabbed in the chest with a knife! ”

With a trembling hand, she touched the blood on her clothes, and tears rolled down the girl's eyes.

Xiao Qiang's heart moved slightly.

For the first time in 10 years, he was cared for by a woman.

The drunken brain was completely sober, and he looked at the girl carefully, the girl was not too beautiful, but her skin was very fair and clean, especially her eyes were clear, which was completely different from the slums of Zhucheng and the bosses and workers on the construction site.

It's like a ......

Fragrant jasmine?

Xiao Qiang looked at her in a daze.

When I lived to the age of twenty, for the first time, I had emotions called "warmth" and "love" that I had never felt before.

But noticing the girl's clothes, Xiao Qiang shook his head and suppressed this emotion, as a worker who came to Shencheng from Zhucheng to work part-time, a vulgar young man who walked out of the slums, he could not and was not qualified to have such feelings.

With a bitter, but uninhibited smile, he refused the girl's insistence, he touched the other party's little head with his big hand, and left without looking back.

originally thought that this matter was over, but a week later, the girl and her father found Xiao Qiang who was shirtless and stirring sand on the construction site.

For the young man who saved his daughter, the father was very grateful and took out a lot of money, but naturally he was rejected.

The father admired his character even more, but then found that his daughter often went to the construction site to look for him, looking for this man who wore dirty clothes and trousers, except for a body of tendons and flesh, and could work as a coolie, and no longer had any ability.

As a man from Shencheng, it is impossible to even marry his daughter to a foreigner, so how can he marry a migrant worker? Or from a place like Anhui Province, a migrant worker who walked out!

The original gratitude and appreciation disappeared and turned into disgust and hatred.

After stopping his daughter several times and declaring it a failure, the angry father found a group of people, blocked Xiao Qiang, and prepared to teach him a hard lesson. It's better to beat this guy out of Shencheng - such a noble city is not an inferior person who is qualified to stay.

He was beaten with sticks and steel pipes.

That time, Xiao Qiang didn't fight back.

The bloodstained young man returned to his residence, drank a box of liquor, and then left Shencheng and returned to his hometown.

Xiao Qiang, who returned to his residence, made everyone in the slum terrified, but in the following days, they found that this young man, who was once a tiger and a hungry wolf, had become docile, and often had a peaceful and free smile on his face.

No longer think about anything with anyone, including the girl you once fell in love with.

He only puts the goal of "the strongest on the earth" in his heart, who can still see it in his eyes?

……

And now, putting aside all the past, the middle-aged person who is no longer young will give full play to the explosive body to 500%, stimulate all potential, burn life and soul to light up himself, and prepare to bloom the brightest light in the final stage of life!

Facing tens of thousands of undead who kept crawling out of the dirt, and facing skeletons, zombies, stitching monsters, flesh puppets, ghouls, and headless horsemen, Xiao Qiang, who was alone, smiled and took the initiative to meet him.

The strongest path,

I'm moving forward.