Chapter 293 The Grandmaster?

"How can our vast China and thousands of years of civilization be defeated by Sanda, which has been founded for more than ten years?"

On the press conference stage, a thin old man with strong spirits and white hair said angrily while stroking his beard.

Wearing a white jacket, old Beijing cloth shoes, and a childlike face, she has a bit of a master's style.

But as he spoke, he glanced at Ma Run's eyes, which was a bit destructive.

However, the reporters in the audience did not care about these things, but wanted to give him a close-up with guns and cannons.

"I am the descendant of the Yang family. I open a martial arts school in Hanoi, and I have made special contributions to the spread of Chinese culture. Now some people say that Chinese martial arts are dross. If you want to eliminate them, I, Yang Sibo, disagree!"

After saying that, he clapped at a stone beside him.

Suddenly the whole stone cracked in half and rolled onto the ground, making people feel like an earthquake.

"good!"

"I am worthy of being the Grand Master of Tai Chi!"

"This strength is really too strong!"

It immediately caused a sound from the audience.

Han Dongxiao, who was sitting in the corner, suddenly shivered. If this force hits someone...

Clenched his fists and sweated slightly.

I couldn't help but feel a little upset in my heart.

Ma Run was paying attention to Han Dongxiao, and when he saw his changes, he immediately laughed.

After Yang Sibo finished speaking, he answered the reporters' questions.

No matter what he asked, he showed a sense of arrogance, arrogance, and a look that he did not take Han Dongxiao seriously.

Han Dongxiao became more and more guilty, and he had a little doubt about whether he could defeat his opponent.

However, the arrow was already on the string and had to be fired. There was a decisive battle tonight, so we must not retreat any longer.

Otherwise, he will become the laughing stock of the entire Jinxiu City.

This live broadcast also attracted Ye Bei's attention, but He Xingchen and He Zhencheng didn't care about these things.

Because they found that Su Ningning was gone!

I thought I was just going out last night, but I didn't expect that I didn't come back all night.

Ye Bei knew what she was doing, and he couldn't help but complain that she didn't even say hello.

At least I will find a reason to leave, and I will let you have the aftermath.

I thought unhappy in my heart, and then pretended to accidentally find a note under the sofa.

"Look, this seems to be a note left by Aunt Su!"

"Come on, take it and see it."

Upon hearing this, He Zhencheng hurried over and took the note.

Then he frowned, looked carefully at the crooked words on it, and then sighed.

"Follow me, it's a pain for her."

"What's going on, Dad?"

Hearing He Zhencheng's words, He Xingchen immediately came over curiously and looked at the notes in his hand.

"This word is too ugly!"

Seeing the above content, He Xingchen couldn't help but complain.

Ye Bei's face suddenly turned slightly red and he couldn't help coughing twice.

"No, it's very likely that she wrote it when she was extremely uncomfortable, so..."

As he said that, He Zhencheng sighed again.

After listening to his words, Ye Bei breathed a sigh of relief.

Someone helped him explain, but it saved some verbal talk.

"Dad, Aunt Su... just left like that?"

"Yes, I'm leaving."

After saying that, He Zhencheng turned around and went back to his room.

After watching He Zhencheng leave, He Xingchen threw the note aside and then stared at Ye Bei.

This sharp gaze made Ye Bei feel a chill.

"What, what's wrong, why are you looking at me like this?"

He twisted his body uneasyly. Seeing that He Xingchen was still locking his eyes, Ye Bei couldn't help asking.

"How did you do it?"

"How did it do it?"

Hearing He Xingchen's words, Ye Bei asked silly.

"Don't pretend to be stupid with me. I can recognize the words on that note, it is clearly your handwriting!"

He Xingchen sneered, and then ruthlessly exposed Ye Bei's lies.

Hearing this, he was stunned and secretly screamed in his heart, but his face still looked puzzled.

"Don't blame the good guy for wrongly. How could I know when she went out? And Dad also said this note, it was written by Aunt Su when she was extremely sad."

Ye Bei looked serious, and he looked like he was still in a state of distortion and had a clear conscience.

It immediately made He Xingchen feel a little suspicious of his judgment.

"Isn't this really what you did?"

"Really not!"

"Then what were you doing?"

"You came to grab my money at that time, and then I was fighting with you!"

Ye Bei nodded, and when He Xingchen heard this, his face turned slightly red and he snorted coldly.

"Who asked you to sing such an ugly song there has affected my normal life, so the money is considered my mental loss!"

"Damn, who did you learn from? Why are you like a scoundrel now?"

"Didn't you learn it from you?"

Hearing this, Ye Bei was speechless. What she said seemed to be...is there a little reason?

Seeing that He Xingchen couldn't ask anything, he had to give up this idea.

Anyway, no matter what, Su Ningning left He Zhencheng, which was a good thing for her.

As for what Ye Bei uses, it doesn’t matter.

"Have you heard that Tai Chi master Yang Sibolai challenged Han Dongxiao this morning and just held a press conference."

After a while, He Xingchen looked at his cell phone while asking Ye Bei next to him.

"Well, I saw that Yang Sibo is just a silver wax gun tip. He looks good, but it doesn't work."

After saying this casually, Ye Bei stopped paying attention, but instead started shaking his hands.

After hearing this, He Xingchen immediately became interested and came over with curiosity.

"How do you know? Such a big stone makes people slapped in half with one palm, why are you so fond of it?"

"If you look at the stone carefully, it must have been split in advance. The crack was so straight."

Hearing his words, He Xingchen immediately took out the recording and watched it carefully twice, and it turned out that the division was too even.

"But this may also be a coincidence!"

Unwillingly refuted.

"This so-called master glanced at the southwest corner of the press conference thirteen times in total, and everyone sitting in the northwest corner has changed, and the only one sitting there."

As he said that, he pointed to Ma Run sitting in the corner.

"If I guess correctly, this so-called master will know this person."

He heard his words, He Xingchen was also a little curious, so he cut off the person's avatar and searched the Internet, and found his information.

"Ma Run, the owner of the Black Devil Fighting Club?"

"The Dark Demon Fighting Club, why is it so familiar..."

Thinking of this, He Xingchen frowned and recalled carefully.

"This time, the venue is sponsored by the Dark Devils."
Chapter completed!