Death Game: Starting as a fraudster, pretending to be a god.

Chapter 911 Good Expectations

"One million in liquid funds, ten times leverage! Continuous and comprehensive strengthening! Top up!"

A heavy punch with the power of money collides with the double hammers full of technological power.

"You stinky rich capitalist, take this hammer from me!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Two fists against two hammers, compared to Nineteen who was killed in one blow, Du Lengding seemed to be much more resistant to blows!

Of course, the main reason is that the "amount" invested by the tycoon is obviously not as much as the amount he invested just now at 19 o'clock.

When faced with the situation of the 19-hour incident, the tycoon obviously made some impulsive purchases - after all, Old Yao's body was still warm in a pool of blood, and the tycoon who valued friendship and loyalty was obviously not a calm and rational person.

However, although there was no direct conflict between Du Lengding and the tycoon, it was obvious that the tycoon did not like the members of the "Psychological Society" because of Lacan.

Even though he was fighting with his bare hands against an armed opponent, the tycoon, with the support of one million in liquid funds, was able to clearly suppress Du Lengding.

Plus the age difference between the two...

It looks like an old father teaching his daughter a lesson.

However, Demerol is not a vegetarian.

"It's so fucking annoying... It's so stinky and hard, it's like some slag from a mine that's become a spirit," Du Lengding cursed after his hammers were knocked away again. "I can't stand it anymore! I'm going to fight you!"

As she spoke, she spun the two hammers in her hands and put them away. She took a step back and threw out more than ten metal balls with a clang.

"Drip drip drip drip!"

The metal ball flashing red light issued a rapid alarm. Lin Yu recalled the unpleasant memories on the overpass and quickly closed his peeping eyes.

Then...

"Shh!"

Even with his eyes closed, Lin Yu could still feel the blazing white light appearing before his eyes.

His ears, which could not be blocked, were almost ruptured by the explosion. Even lying on the ground, Lin Yu felt dizzy!

Ten balls that looked like stun grenades exploded at the same time. Originally they were mainly used for control effects, but now they can even deal quite a bit of damage!

And after the white light faded...

The tycoon stands still, unaffected!

[Commercial Medical Insurance] repaired the damage to his eardrum and retina in an instant.

However, the shock and dizziness could not be eliminated for a while.

Looking at Du Lengding who had already distanced himself from him, the tycoon exhaled, shook his neck, and his joints made a crackling sound.

"I thought you had some big move to follow up just now."

Du Lengding shook his head: "No, I don't have that kind of decisive means. Rather, I don't think highly of that kind of fighting style."

"Only brainless fools seek a single powerful blow. We are players of the 'Death Game'. To survive in this game, we need balanced, flawless strength."

"So, I'm just buying myself some time—preparing for my [Exclusive Item]."

The tycoon's eyes fell on Du Lengding's hand.

She had taken out the silver-white, high-tech hammer again, but she only had one in her left hand.

In Du Lengding's right hand, he held a ball of soft, gel-like rainbow substance.

No need to guess, that is the opponent's [exclusive item].

"Come on, friend... come on!"

Du Lengding said this, then put the rainbow substance into his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it.

Then...

Her hair gradually turned black and her light eyes turned brown.

At the same time, Du Lengding's height gradually increased. His originally thin body now became healthy and strong, with well-proportioned muscle lines distributed on his limbs. He looked like a thriving adult.

This is Du Lengding's [Exclusive Item]...

It's called [Good Expectations].

【Good expectations: Give everything the opportunity to present its most perfect state possible. 】

The change happened extremely quickly. Even in just a few breaths, Du Lengding seemed like a different person.

She is like a model on a magazine cover or a self-disciplined white-collar worker in a big city, exuding a healthy, sunny and confident charm.

Even his facial features became less manic.

"Looks like this thing just cured your albinism or something," the tycoon narrowed his eyes, "it doesn't seem like a big deal."

"Sorry, you're wrong," Du Lengding said politely. "Although [Good Expectations] does indeed only make my condition the 'best,' it's still not 'no big deal.'"

"Without my congenital defects... I am very strong."

The voice is polite, but confident.

She held the hammer in one hand and looked at the tycoon: "Come on, tycoon - open your "heart realm"!"

"That's not necessary!"

After the two finished speaking, they fought again.

This time, Du Lengding's strength and speed were a little faster than before.

"boom!"

The tycoon threw a punch, and then Du Lengding's hammer was knocked away again.

"It's gotten stronger... but the improvement isn't that significant. Is this your [Exclusive Item]? It's a bit too weak!"

He could feel the improvement of DuLengDing...

But to be honest, this improvement doesn't mean much to Du Lengding.

Even if you just buy a bottle of ordinary strengthening potion and drink it, it will be better than this!

However, the tycoon didn't think much about it and just continued to punch - the power of money is not only reflected in the strengthening of physical strength, but also in the tycoon's skills at the moment.

The Grand Knight of the Holy Fire Church of Night Valley, the members of the pioneer team of the Divine Power Group of the Wasteland City that Never Sleeps, the old master of the Yushan Bahuang Martial Arts School, the festival champion Jiang Rong of the Black Swamp... and even active heavyweight fighters in reality.

These are all the tycoon’s “teachers”.

Even though he is middle-aged and has changed his boxing skills lately, the tycoon's boxing skills can be said to be very refined at this moment - although not top-notch, and barely even first-rate, but definitely considered powerful among second-rate.

Combined with his own abilities, the tycoon naturally suppressed Du Lengding easily again.

But this time...

The tycoon felt something was wrong.

He still had the upper hand, and this larger-sized "Healthy Du Lengding" didn't have any new moves. In fact, without the harmful moves like kicking, gouging eyes, and biting fingers, the threat it posed to him was even smaller.

but……

That's what's wrong.

Fu Luo and Wang Jiu, who were trying to knock on the glass along the crack, also noticed something was wrong.

"What's going on? Why is it that the tycoon clearly has the upper hand, but it feels like... he's at a disadvantage?"

Wang Jiu asked with a frown.

"So you feel the same way. This is totally illogical," Fu Luo said solemnly. "It seems the other party's [exclusive item] is very strange!"

Not to mention them, even Chlorpromazine, who was trying hard to drag Nineteen into the corner, couldn't quite understand how Demerol worked.

The only person in the audience who knew the clue was Lin Yu.

"This guy is improving with every block and dodge. This thing called [Beautiful Expectations] is just a bonus for strengthening the body. Its most powerful aspect is probably its ability to enhance a person's character and spirit!"