"Don't worry, Mr. Mu. I know he is your favorite subordinate. I will definitely not embarrass him. At most, I will just let him feel the strength of my Turks." The fat Turkic man said with a slight smile. Mu Wufei sighed. Since these two people insisted on this, what could he do? He could only cast his eyes on Su Ji. "Can you do it?" Mu Wufei asked. Su Che smiled faintly and said, "If you think I can do it, then "two, seven, three" means I can do it." Immediately, without waiting for Mu Wufei to speak, Su Che walked forward slowly, came to the side of the fat Turkic man, and said: "Don't you want to compete with me? But once I win, don't embarrass us.' "This is natural." The fat Turkic man nodded. He didn't believe that he would fail with his skills, and he didn't believe that Su Che could defeat him. In his opinion, Su Che's words were just to embolden him. Su Che moved his wrist and sat next to the fat Turkic man in front of Mu Wufei, "What do you want to try?" "Hand strength, as long as your hand strength is stronger and stronger than mine, you can do whatever you want." The fat Turkic man clenched his fist, moved his wrist slightly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Come on, let's compete!"

"Can. Su Che stretched out his hand, and the fat Turkic man grasped it. With a little force, a burst of strength suddenly erupted, making Mu Wufei look very nervous. Mu Wufei frowned and advised: "Relax a little, don't be too fierce!" The thin Turkic man chuckled and said: "Don't worry, we have a sense of discretion. If we break his hand easily, wouldn't it make you lose face? So we just use a little force. The fat Turkic man nodded and smiled, "With my strength, it is very easy to break anyone's hand. However, I will hold back a little for your sake." After hearing this, Su Che drove the car, Before he exerts any force, this guy has already swelled to this size. If he exerts all his force, won't this guy collapse? "Boy, that's all you have, right?" The fat Turkic man sneered. He wanted to use a little more strength, and wanted to give Su Che some color, but to his surprise, his strength had gradually increased. Su Ji didn't seem to be in any pain at all. On the contrary, Su Che acted very calmly... "What's going on?" The fat Turkic man was stunned for a moment. He frowned and said, "I've tried my best. Boy, don't you feel pain? I'm trying to hold it in, but there's no candy to eat." "Really? Do you think I'm holding it in?" Su Che said. "impossible." The fat Turkic man took a deep breath, frowned, and worked harder. But he suddenly realized that no matter how hard he tried, Su Che didn't feel any pain at all. It didn't feel like he was pretending. Not only the fat Turkic man was shocked, but also the thin Turkic man. "You've already exerted a lot of strength. Don't you feel any pain?" The thin Turkic man took a deep breath. Before he could finish speaking, Su Che interrupted him, "It seems that you are very confident. In that case, let you feel the power of my Tang Dynasty, but You have to be mentally prepared.” "Um?" The fat Turkic man was stunned for a moment. Just when he was about to ask, a strong force spread from his palm, so that the fat Turkic man took a deep breath and did not react for a while. "what's the situation?"

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