ccnovels #267 - Chapter 267: Low intelligence and non-human? Beat him so hard that his mother wouldn’t even r
#267 - Chapter 267: Low intelligence and non-human? Beat him so hard that his mother wouldn’t even r
Chen Hao paused.
Xiang Yan, who was following three meters behind him and pretending to be a passerby, couldn't help but frown: "What the hell... what's that smell?!"
A strange smell wafted over.
It was like a mixture of dead rats and socks worn by someone with athlete's foot.
Disgusting!
Chen Hao almost threw up.
That smell...
It was comparable to a biochemical bomb!
"Hi!"
A person was on the phone, speaking in French: "I'm at the school gate! My brother, school starts in a couple of days, the Chinese girls are waiting, haha..."
Then.
A black man brushed past Chen Hao.
Damn!
Chen Hao finally knew the source of the biochemical bomb.
There are many races in the world, and the concentration of body odor varies among them. East Asians have the lightest body odor, as for the heaviest...
Need I say more?
When he heard what the other party said, Chen Hao frowned even more.
But...
What could he do?
Many things, whether you admit it or not, are facts!
Chen Hao felt very uncomfortable hearing such words.
But he could only listen silently.
Blame the foreigners?
No!
Blame some people for not being competitive!
Given his experiences in his previous life, Chen Hao knew that once these foreigners poured into a country, they would bring many negative effects—in later generations, what had France, as a major European country, been ruined into?
Perhaps.
It was time to solve these unstable sources in advance.
...
The black man who walked out of the school met up with two other black men.
The other two were international students from other schools.
The three of them were from the same hometown.
"Stop!"
One of the black men blocked the old man's path.
He took out a yuan, and said with a clumsy Chinese, grinning, "Want money?"
"Thank you... thank you..." The old man was very excited.
A yuan!
Very few people were so generous.
But just as he reached out to take it, the black man immediately took the money back.
Then.
He struck a horse stance, pointing to his crotch: "Crawl through here, and it's yours!"
"You..."
The old man was stunned.
What an insult!
Although he was begging, he also had dignity. It was impossible for him to agree to such a shameless request for just a yuan: "I don't want the money!"
He went around the man, wanting to leave this place of trouble.
"You don't want it? That won't do!" The black man blocked him again.
This time, it wasn't just one person, but three black men surrounded him, leaving the old man with no way to go around.
"You... you're bullying people too much!" the old man said angrily.
"Aren't you just someone for us to bully? Haha..."
"Crawl through!"
"Crawl through!"
One of the black men even pressed down on the old man's neck.
He planned to forcibly push him down and shove him through his companion's crotch.
"Bastard... let go of me!" the old man screamed.
There were many pedestrians by the road.
Unfortunately.
They were all just watching, and not a single one came forward to stop them.
"Your compatriots are waiting, watching you crawl through, hahaha..."
"Ha ni ma bi!"
Bang!
A huge fist suddenly came crashing down.
The black man who was holding the old man down was punched in the face.
His face was covered in blood, and he fell straight down.
Suddenly!
Xiang Yan pulled the old man away.
He put the old man behind him, staring at the black men grimly.
"Bastard! You inferior people, how dare you..." the black man roared.
"You are the inferior ones."
Accompanied by a cold voice, Chen Hao walked over expressionlessly.
He opened his mouth and spoke fluent French: "In the millions of years of human evolution, Africa missed an important link."
"Leading to your average IQ being below 80, even below 60."
"80 is the watershed for IQ."
"Do you know what being below 80 means?"
"Mentally retarded!"
"I don't like Westerners, but there was a Western scholar who said something I very much agree with."
"He said that essentially, you don't belong to the human race—you should be classified as beasts."
The three black men were dumbfounded on the spot.
Faced with Chen Hao's lack of anger, the entire rational and well-founded IQ analysis, coupled with his extremely fluent French...
They were defeated.
But powerless to refute!
"You... you're Chen Hao?!"
One of the black men, an international student at Shanghai Jiao Tong University, finally recognized Chen Hao: "I know, you're very famous at school! But don't forget, we are foreigners..."
Foreigners?
I even dare to f**k the Americans!
He smiled, his smile indifferent: "Bullying my Chinese people on Chinese soil? A bunch of uncivilized things—beat them until their mothers don't recognize them!"
"Yes!"
Xiang Yan rushed forward in one stride.
Miserable screams rang out.
Chen Hao walked away, his mood becoming very bad.
It wasn't just these black men?
Today, as long as the other party isn't Chinese, they seem to be able to be superior.
The current situation is the result of a combination of many reasons.
He decided that after the most urgent matter at hand was resolved, he would make a good suggestion to the higher-ups.
China.
Should be admired by the world.
Not kneeling and licking foreign races!
Not to mention low-intelligence foreign races that haven't fully evolved?
...
Hanteng Capital.
Officially started work on the seventh day of the first lunar month.
In an office, Zhang Ling waited for a long time, but still didn't see Chen Hao.
The two parties had agreed to meet at four o'clock in the afternoon.
It was almost five o'clock.
Could something have delayed him?
Just as he was about to call and ask, Chen Hao walked in.
"President Chen!" Zhang Ling hurried to get up.
The other party was very young?
He addressed him as 'big brother'?
He knew that Chen Hao was approachable, and that he was benefiting from his mother's light, otherwise... the two parties wouldn't be on the same level!
After all, even his mother extremely admired and respected this young man.
"Big Brother Zhang, sit down."
Chen Hao locked the office door, then sat down opposite him.
"President Chen, the project you mentioned... what is it?" Zhang Ling's heart beat faster.
Chen Hao's various behaviors made Zhang Ling feel that this project was very mysterious.
"You majored in neurology, you understand brain neurons, right?" Chen Hao asked.
"Of course!"
"Take a look at this."
Chen Hao took out a thick stack of documents from his down jacket.
But he only handed two of them to him.
This was an overview.
There were no detailed technical details.
However.
After reading this overview, Zhang Ling was immediately dumbfounded: "This... this is simply science fiction!"
Connecting the neurons in the human brain to visualize thoughts.
It could be called science fiction!