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Chapter 151 Shushan Sword Museum is not a show

"I have said it to the public many times, don't bother, don't bother... Why don't you listen?"

"I have said more than once that it's time for me to be interviewed after a while. Now my students and I need rest, why do we still have to come."

"Let me go, let me go! I don't understand what you are saying."

The man kicked his legs in panic.

With such strength, no matter how many people come out of the sword hall, he can suppress the other party tightly.

"I'm going to report to the Inspection Department! Let me down!"

"Pinhole camera in the sleeve button? It's very high-tech."

With a light pull, the cuffs were broken, and the button-shaped pinhole camera appeared clearly in front of everyone.

"This is not a pinhole camera, I...you...you don't have the right to view my items!"

"The first venue in Luofeng District was rated as a large foreign land, and there were many sixth-level weirdos. Guess how many sixth-level weirdos I killed?"

Zhou Chen continued to lift him up a few centimeters, "Think about it again, what rights do the sixth-level strong man have?"

Swish!

The man's back was covered with cold sweat.

It is rumored that Shushan Sword Hall not only has excellent students, but their owner also plays a crucial role.

There are also rumors that it was Zhou Chen, the owner of the Shushan Sword Hall, who turned the tide, otherwise the riots in other countries would be unstoppable.

He scoffed at it.

After overtime investigation and online information, he dug out the true level of Shushan Sword Hall: it was only a half-small martial arts hall when it was registered!

In this case, how strong can the owner be?

It is also rumored online that Zhou Chen solved the riot in a foreign country... It was a bit nonsense.

I came here to investigate myself and obtained first-hand information. The last time I became a hit, wouldn’t I get the few thousand dollars I rewarded by the boss?

It wasn't until this time that he really felt something was wrong.

Impersonating a level six-level strongman and lying about his achievements is a taboo. Anyone who has a normal mind will not do such a thing.

Could it be that Zhou Chen really has a sixth level?

Offending the sixth-level strongman... This is no longer a taboo, it is a death sentence!

"Zhou...Zhou Pavilion Master, I was wrong."

The man said tremblingly.

"The videos are deleted. If I see something randomly shot on the Internet, you will see your own Ori."

"ah."

"I'll screw your head off and stuff it into xx."

When his hands loosened, the man slid down.

"What's wrong?" The security guard came late.

"It's okay, I'm a paparazzi, I'll go out now." The man said in a trepidated manner.

Back at the seat, Zhou Chen was in a better mood as he looked at Chu Yao's stupid eyes.

"It's not that I've become violent."

He explained, "You don't know how much harassment I have been in the past. Grandma's, window climbers, doctors, and cleaners... Anyway, I've seen all kinds of crazy things, just like me playing spy wars."

"Maybe it is because the incident in Luofeng District is too big. Moreover, there are too many things worth reporting, and no one responds to Shushan Sword Museum, which has led to the value of first-hand news becoming more and more valuable, and everyone wants to get involved."

Chu Yao guessed.

"That's what I said." Zhou Chen sighed, "I'm so worried about the students' affairs. I don't have time to respond to these things. If I leave you all alone and be busy earning traffic, I'm not a big deal."

"I didn't expect..." Chu Yao smacked her tongue, "I didn't expect you to have such a conscience."

"Ha." Zhou Chen glanced at her and changed the subject, "You dreamed that you called the word "Zhou Chen" again 785 times last night, once more than the last time."

"Hey!" Chu Yao glared at her eyes and muttered, "There is a person in her dream who shares the same name as you, but I know someone. I told a lie to deceive him. In my dream, I just felt a little guilty in my heart. I hate him more and more."

"Have you watched the American Journey too?" Zhou Chen looked at her in confusion.

"Pooh."

"What are you lying to me?"

"Isn't this the line you've been saying all the time?"

"Oh, I almost thought you did something sorry for me."

“It’s self-indulgent.”

After a meal, Chu Yao's condition was replied a lot.

"Let's have a good rest. Another student's parent has come here, I'll go and have a look."

After sending her to the door of the ward, Zhou Chen became nervous again after answering a call.

What caused him the most headache was the students' families.

Not to mention that this is an extraordinary world, even if it is low in the martial arts plane, many casualties will be killed or injured in a war.

When he arrived at the agreed hall, Zhou Chen saw four people following an old lady with gray hair from afar.

"Hello, is it Fan Zhicheng's family?"

"Yes, are you the owner of Shushan Sword Museum?" One of the men walked out, a little surprised by Zhou Chen's appearance.

The family of five was dressed very simply and stood next to the hall, quite cramped.

"It's me." Zhou Chen nodded, "Everyone come with me."

"Owner Zhou, I have seen all the videos on the Internet. Tell me the truth, how are our ambitions?"

Entering the elevator, the octogenarian couldn't help it anymore, grabbed Zhou Chen's arm and asked tremblingly.

"Mom, don't worry, I'm not anxious. Didn't Master Zhou say on the phone? Our ambition is fine."

"I'll see you soon, don't worry mom."

Before Zhou Chen could speak, others hurriedly advised.

The old man's eyes were swollen, and he obviously cried for a long time.

"Fan Zhicheng... has good luck. The situation is the same as what I said on the phone, and I didn't lie to everyone."

When he arrived in front of the ward, Zhou Chen knocked on the door.

"Who?"

"Zhi Cheng, your family is here to see you."

"Ah, it's coming so soon."

After a while in the room, when the door was opened, a 1.8-meter-high boy appeared in front of everyone.

"Ambition."

The old man couldn't help it first and walked forward.

"You guys chat slowly."

Zhou Chen signaled to the other party, his eyes stayed at his empty right arm sleeve for a few seconds, and then brought it to the door.

Amputation of the right arm can indeed be considered lucky.

Under Zhou Chen's secretly treatment with the power of faith, the wound healed, and the other party did not suffer the pain of just amputating the limbs.

From now on, the sword hall must add a few more items: do what you can, don’t meddle in other people’s business, don’t be idle and be heroic.

Why.

"Are you a person who experienced this disaster?" Walking around the corner, he heard a familiar voice coming from a ward.

It seems to be the news reporter of the vu browser?

"Yes, I am one of the survivors of the second venue and have witnessed every move of the students of Shushan Sword Hall."

"Is it convenient to talk about it?"

"Yes. In the front, I didn't charge a penny. All of my own thoughts were my own thoughts. I think many people questioned that Shushan Sword Hall was a show... In fact, only by visiting the scene in person can you feel the fearlessness of the students of Shushan Sword Hall living to death."
Chapter completed!
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