People are in Mihua, the tea art male god starts the game

Chapter 112

Bang!

A burly fat man suddenly punched.

On the boxing machine, the number "246" is displayed.

"It's a pity, it's only a little closer to exceeding 250."

"Nakajima, come and perform!"

Yushin Takeshita, who was in charge of the machine, beckoned to him.

"Okay!"

Hideaki Nakajima took off his suit jacket and handed it to Yushin Takeshita.

He changed into boxing gloves, stood in front of the boxing machine, and suddenly put on a fight.

"Hey!"

A loud drink.

The seemingly showy Hideaki Nakajima punched the machine fiercely.

The bell rings like a jackpot!

On the big screen, the super large number of "348" actually appeared.

"Wow, that's awesome!"

"Oh my God, that's an exaggeration!"

"I can't see it!"

"Master, powerful "three seven three"! "

......

The people around them exclaimed one after another.

After all, the fat man just now was so burly, but he only typed the number 6.

And now Hideaki Nakajima, that is, the body size of ordinary office workers, actually punched an amazing "348".

"That's awesome, Mr. Nakajima, have you practiced anything before?"

Xiaolan asked in surprise.

It is difficult for ordinary people to type such high numbers.

"When I was in college, I was just boxing for a few years."

"Hehe, it's no big deal."

Nakajima Hideaki had a Versailles tone and smiled very casually.

"By the way, would you like Mr. Higashino to try it?"

He looked at Makoto Higashino and asked with a smile.

"No thanks, I'm not very good at playing this kind of thing."

Makoto Higashino waved his hand and said shyly.

"It's okay, it's just casual play."

Hideaki Nakajima said with a smile.

"Yes, Mr. Higashino, punching hard is very stress-relieving."

Yushin Takeshita also persuaded.

"Then..."

"Just punch and try!"

Makoto Higashino smiled and changed into boxing gloves.

In an instant, everyone gathered around.

Especially those media reporters, countless long guns and short cannons, all aimed at Makoto Higashino in front of the boxing machine.

"Shhhh

"Whew-"

Makoto Higashino took a deep breath, his eyes widened, and he suddenly exerted strength.

Boom!

The extremely ferocious punch bombarded the boxing machine fiercely.

The whole machine shook violently, like a thermometer-like fist power value, rushing straight up like a rocket, breaking through the apex all the way.

Bang!

Machine, fried.

The electric light flashes and the screen cutters.

The position of the boxing was even more completely sunken into it, and it was directly scrapped on the spot.

"This..."

Yushin Takeshita looked stupid.

"Hehe, hehe, hehe..."

Hideaki Nakajima was even more embarrassed and speechless.

The upper limit of the boxing machine is 400, but he can hit 348, which is the strongest in the entire Heavenly Company.

However, compared with this freak who directly knocked the machine to scrap with one punch, the result of 348 is simply not worth mentioning.

"Good, good!"

Even Conan, who had always been hostile to Makoto Higashino, widened his eyes at this time and exclaimed in amazement.

"Makoto, this... What to do? "

Xiaolan's expression seemed much more normal. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

However, she looked at the broken machine in front of her and couldn't help but worry.

"Sorry, I accidentally broke it."

"How much is this machine, is 100 million yen enough?"

Makoto Higashino opened his wallet and pulled out one from a pile of black cards.

The annual profit of Dorobika Park alone exceeds 80 billion yen.

If you add a few five-star hotels, Makoto Higashino earns at least more than 100 billion yen a year.

Even if you spend 300 million a day, you can't keep up with the speed of making money.

"No, no."

"This is a problem with our machine, how can we blame Mr. Higashino?"

Hideaki Nakajima quickly said with a smile.

"Yes, yes!"

"Mr. Higashino, rest assured, the loss of the machine will be the responsibility of our company full of heaven."

Takeshita Yushin also hurriedly said.

After all, Makoto Higashino is the spokesperson handpicked by the president, and he is also a super IP for the development of Heavenly Games in the future.

It's too late to please the, how can you offend him because of a game console?

"Cut, a bunch of sycophants!"

Conan squinted his eyes, jealous and almost deformed.

"No way, who let Makoto Higashino be a big red man now."

"It's like that new game, Detective Makoto Higashino's House of Reasoning!"

"Mainly with the help of Makoto Higashino's fame, as for me, the technical consultant, in fact, just take a look at 0...."

Dr. Agasa said with a smile.

Game development is really just that.

The key is IP!

Big IP, more fans, more game users, in order to make money.

As for making a game, it's not too easy for a company like Manheaven.

What they lack is only IP with commercial value, and what they lack is the subject matter!

At this time, a burly strong man, at least one meter nine tall, was extremely tall.

Dressed in an ordinary blue suit and a wide-brimmed top hat, he walked through the crowd.

"Sorry, I'll go to the bathroom!"

Seeing the man, Makoto Higashino immediately excused himself to leave and slowly followed.

Maguey!

Even according to the latest regulations of the organization, no longer wear black all day, looking like an evil force.

However, Makoto Higashino could still clearly see the word "bad guy" on his face.

After staying in the organization for a long time, I saw more of that group of people, and it seems that even he, like Shiho Miyano, inexplicably produced an "organizational radar".

As soon as the people of the dark organization approached, he could immediately tell the difference.

That strong breath, a different aura, is too obvious.

Like a light in the dark night...

No, it should be said that it is, a 0.0 black fog in the daytime, too conspicuous!

Soon, Tequila walked all the way to the front desk of the hotel and handed out a number plate.

"Guest number 98, this is your thing."

The front desk lady took out a suitcase with a smile.

On the side of the box, there is an "M" metal sign, which is the company logo of Heaven.

"Hmm!"

Tequila nodded, picked up the box and walked to the public phone booth in the lobby.

"I'm Tequila!"

"The deal is done, you don't have to worry, vodka."

"By the way, you can also talk to Gin Jiu for me by the way, and tell him..."

Syllable!

Before he could finish speaking, a hand suddenly patted his shoulder.

In an instant, Tequila hung up the phone and stared at the man with cold eyes.

"You're dying!"

Makoto Higashino raised his head and smiled like a sunny boy.