The Prodigal Son of the Empire

After hearing this, everyone around laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" The fat man snorted coldly, then walked to a big rock.

The stone was huge, and so was his hand. He grabbed one side with one hand and picked it up.

This scene surprised people.

However, what he did next made people's eyeballs pop out even more.

I saw him pick up the boulder with his right hand, and then squat down slowly. Because of his body shape, he squatted very hard, and there was a sense of humor.

He put his left arm on another stone for support.

The right hand holds the stone up.

this pose?Everyone was stunned, including the registered officers.

"boom!"

I saw the big fat man lift up the stone and hit it directly on his left arm...

It was obvious that he had used all his strength, and the stone shattered in response.

But the fat man stood up with great effort, patted the ashes on his body, raised his left arm again, grinned and said, "Hey, it's okay, it doesn't hurt!"

"Master Guan, do you want me?"

The big fat man asked in a buzzing voice.

The officer looked at the big fat man standing out from the crowd around him, and he still felt that something was wrong with his figure. If there was a war, he wouldn't even be able to run away.

Just about to refuse, he suddenly seemed to remember something, and said, "Well, you go over there, there is a registration office there, see if he wants you!"

"Is that over there?" Hearing this, the fat man pointed to a place.

"Yes, that's it!"

Seeing that the fat man had gone, the officer shook his head and continued, "Next,"

"Name, Wang Chen, place of origin, Zuoding County, age, 32."

Before the officer asked, the man began to speak.

"Zuoding County?"

The officer looked at the person in front of him suspiciously. Unlike other callers, this person obviously had a calm demeanor.

In addition to this position, there seems to be some other temperament.

"Zuoding County, if I remember correctly, is right next to Kyoto, it is the acropolis of Kyoto!"

The officer was puzzled and asked, "You...how did you come to Xinfeng County to join the army after running so far?"

The man named Wang Chen said: "I came here to seek refuge with my relatives. I have been here in Xinfeng County for three years. Many people can testify."

"Yes, officer, he has been here for a long time, and he is a good hand at work."

Someone nearby who heard it echoed.

"Didn't Young Master Kang always treat everyone equally?" Wang Chen said again.

"Your age does not meet the requirements!"

The officer shook his head, and said again: "So, you follow that fat man, go over there, and see what he has to say?"

He always felt that this Wang Chen seemed unusual...

This side is still going on, let's talk about the other side, the big fat man followed the guidance and came to the place the officer said.

This place is also in the barracks, but in a corner. When he came over, there were also people queuing up, but there were not many people.

He noticed the difference at a glance. Those who lined up here were all special people.

For example, there are some who are very short in stature, some who look like skinny monkeys, and some who are dressed in strange costumes, like street jugglers.

What's happening here?

The fat man lined up suspiciously. He also saw people performing their unique skills in front of them from time to time. These should be people with special abilities just like him.

The fat man thought to himself, this made him feel a little bit more at ease.

I hope this examiner can talk better.

"Well, you have a good ability, so stay!"

The queue was moving forward, and he could hear the examiner speaking, but he couldn't see anyone because someone was blocking him.

I just felt that this voice seemed a little familiar.

"Well, next!"

Soon it was his turn, and the people in front stepped aside. When he saw the examiner sitting at the table, he suddenly said in surprise, "Master Kang..."

[Author's Digression]: The third update, (Wang Chen, role provided by book friend qi)

Chapter 336 I'm Not Sticking to One Style and Reducing Talents

Seeing the fat man in front of him calling him out, Wang Kang was not surprised. There are probably not many people in Xinfeng County who don't know him now.

He looked at this person. He should be more than 1.9 meters tall and obese.

Like a small hill, the flesh trembled wildly.

Wang Kang raised his head and asked curiously, "How much do you weigh?"

"I haven't weighed it," said the fat man in a buzzing voice, and he seemed a little nervous. He never thought that it was Young Master Kang who did the assessment himself.

Wang Kang asked, "What's your name? Where did you work before?"

"My name is Ba Ming. I used to move cement."

The big fat man was a little bit interesting, and he asked again: "Then why did you come to join the army?"

Ba Ming scratched his head with his generous palm, and said shyly, "I don't want to move cement all the time. My father said that a good man has ambitions everywhere and should make contributions!"

"Well said!"

After hearing this, Wang Kang praised with a smile, and said, "Did your father tell you? Joining the army is different from others. This is my recruitment, and it is my family's private soldiers from the Earl's Mansion in Fuyang, not Zhao Guo's." .”