76: Listen to me, I'm only 99,810 push-ups away from becoming a muscular man.

"Swish!"

"Bang!"

But the person opposite was one step faster than him.

Ali felt a sharp pain in his earlobe and moved his body instinctively; the bullet flew past Lin Pei.

The lackeys couldn't figure out the situation, nor did they know what other weapons Lin Pei had.

And without Ali's command, none of them dared to step forward.

Ali clutched his ear.

At his feet was something that looked like half a CD.

Damn it.

This time, a piece of flesh was actually sliced off.

So damn ruthless!

He raised his gun again, but his gaze suddenly froze when he saw Lin Pei's eyes, which were filled with an infinite aura of death.

He looked at Lin Pei's fingers and hesitated.

Damn it, this guy's hand speed is too fast.

Much faster than the Great Leader's speed back then.

He'd already had flesh sliced off this time; if he fired again, wouldn't his throat really be slit?

Moreover, the other party's gaze made his hands feel a bit weak.

Lin Pei stared at Ali with a cold, grim gaze.

But in his heart, he was quite pleased.

These hands of his were truly so fast that even he was shocked.

Even the real Huoyun Xieshen was only at this level.

Bah, bah, bah!

He was much more handsome than Huoyun Xieshen.

When the gunshot rang out, there was another commotion at the scene.

Everyone had originally thought Lin Pei was dead for sure.

But after opening their eyes, they found that, damn, there was another reversal.

Lin Pei's hands were faster than bullets, slicing the Terrorist so badly his own mother wouldn't recognize him.

So badass!

In the livestream room, bullet comments were piling on top of each other.

"Whoa, the secret code didn't match, so they started fighting?"

"Brother Lin is too cool. With just this move, I believe it—he's the top boss of this organization."

"I believe it too. The leader looks like a lackey in front of him."

"+1. I was doubting if Brother Lin was acting just now, but now there's no doubt. I'll accept him being a Terrorist leader."

"..."

...After all, the other side had the advantage in numbers.

He was fast, and with the Desperate Outlaw skill active, he could dodge quickly; this leader couldn't do anything to him.

But if he got angry and humiliated, he might take it out on the other members of the Film Crew.

Lin Pei knew he couldn't let this stalemate continue.

He stared into Ali's eyes, still as stern as before.

"Ali, who gave you the courage to raise a hand against your Great Leader?"

"The director and actors of this Film Crew are my friends. Tell everyone to disperse!"

Ali sized him up again, his gaze hesitating once more.

In his memory...

Indeed, only Great Leader Mysterious Leaders name's hands were that fast.

But there were many suspicious points about him.

Ali chose to confront him directly.

"What a joke!"

"Judging by age, our Great Leader is nearly sixty years old. How could he be as young as you?"

"Do you think I'll believe that?"

The corner of Lin Pei's mouth curled up as he prepared to explain properly.

Cough... prepare to make up a good story.

"Ali, there's something you don't know."

"Neighboring the Dragon Nation is a country called Han Country; their plastic surgery skills are beyond human imagination."

"I love life in the Dragon Nation, so I went there and used the most handsome male Celebrity in the Dragon Nation as a template to transform my appearance into what it is today."

"Moreover, the Dragon Nation's medical beauty and health preservation standards are exceptional, so my face doesn't look old at all."

The livestream room became even more lively.

"Whoa, now that Brother Lin said it himself, I suddenly don't know if it's true or if he's acting."

"It feels like he's seriously fooling people."

"I think the Translator is about to go crazy!"

"No way, I need to consult a plastic surgery hospital later to see if surgery can really cross races like that?"

"..."

On the scene, Zhang Ze and the others were also a bit bewildered.

"No way? It can't be true, right? Our dear friend is an African?"

"Can black turn white? Is there really a way to whiten the whole body? I have to try it."

"This bluffing is a bit much. Doesn't the other guy want to beat him up?"

"I think it's reasonable. Modern technology is so advanced, what can't be achieved?"

"..."

Over there, Ali was listening, completely stunned.

Are the plastic surgery skills of Asians really eight levels higher than theirs?

However, there was some credibility to this.

After all, there were many celebrities here who had plastic surgery.

There were even many cases of gender reassignment.

Setting that aside for now.

But height and physique can't change that much, right?

He continued to question.

"Our Great Leader is nearly two meters tall, with muscles as thick as a city wall. Can these also be changed?"

"A brother in the organization once wanted to become taller and consulted a plastic surgery institution."

"The institution said that while faces can change, things like height and physique are very difficult to alter."

"Even the world's most advanced technology can hardly do it."

"Don't tell me you can do it?"

That makes sense.

Lin Pei thought for a moment.

Two meters tall with muscles as thick as a city wall—isn't that just his 'Big Size' state?

He smiled.

"Right, I've never mentioned this to anyone, but my constitution is actually very special."

"I have a constitution where muscles grow and disappear very easily."

"What you saw before was how I looked after exercising."

"Just give me some time to do eighty-one hundred push-ups, and I'll return to more or less my original appearance."

The Film Crew members were speechless.

As the Translator translated, they grew more frightened.

If that cross-racial plastic surgery stuff was barely acceptable...

This muscle thing is just too damn ridiculous!

A bit of exercise and his physique completely changes?

Why doesn't he just say he's Sun Wukong and can turn into a Super Saiyan?

And eighty-one hundred push-ups? Why not make up a bigger number?

He wouldn't be able to finish them anytime soon anyway.

The Translator's professional integrity was also facing a severe challenge.

His voice was no longer high-pitched, his tone was no longer passionate, and his inflection could no longer stay faithful to the original speaker.

Lin Pei had been using an assertive tone.

But when he translated it into the local Ivia language, the endings all turned into questions.

Even Lin Pei noticed something was wrong.

"Mr. Translator, why does it feel like you've been asking them questions?"

"I didn't ask them any questions just now, did I?"

The Translator had a complicated look in his eyes.

"It's not that you have a problem; I have a problem."

"I want to ask you, did you seriously think through those lies just now?"

"I guess you didn't, because I have to say, they're all so fake!"

Huh?

Are they that fake?

At this point, Lin Pei thought about it from the perspective of everyone present.

He realized it was indeed a bit... unrealistic.

But as for the physique, he really could achieve it.

To make it seem more realistic, he even made up that many push-ups.

"Mr. Translator, to tell you the truth, this isn't fake."

"Just go ahead and translate it boldly."