"I'll go."

is a bit overestimating the strength of the other party, Ding Xiu thought that he was a boxing champion anyway, and his physical fitness and reaction awareness should be good.

I didn't expect this fool to stand still and call him.

It's all to blame Yu Hai, saying that three moves are 10,000, two moves are 20,000, and one move is 30,000.

Okay now, something happened.

Jumping down from the stage in one step, Ding Xiu came to the foreigner's side, knelt on the ground and said, "Brother, hold on, please don't die." ”

It's pinching again, checking the pulse, and lying on the chest to listen to the heartbeat.

Ding Xiu breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he had just fainted.

However, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the reporters around him didn't dare to let go, the camera in his hand kept clicking, and the flash made people unable to open their eyes.

It is accompanied by all kinds of exaggerated words.

", the foreigner was killed by a move, Brother Run."

"Who said that Chuanwu can't fight, what was this trick called just now?"

"Don't shoot, call an ambulance quickly."

"Ding Xiu, can you interview, what kind of kung fu are you practicing?"

"That kid, don't talk nonsense, I didn't kill anyone, I just passed out, broke a few ribs, and I can go to the ground after a month or two of rest."

"Isn't that crippled?"

"What, crippled?"

Outside the venue, Jia Ling had already given up squeezing in, but when he heard someone say that someone was killed inside, he couldn't care too much, so he could only rush in.

"Let Jean, let Jean, the one who died was my artist."

"What kind of press card, it's not your relatives who died, right?"

When he came to the venue, there were a bunch of people surrounding him, and Jia Ling finally broke through the crowd, and finally saw the foreigner lying on the ground.

and Ding Xiu next to the foreigner.

"Brother Xiu, are you okay?"

"It's fine." In response to Jia Ling's words, Ding Xiu said to Yu Hai: "A few ribs are broken, find someone to maintain order, don't touch him first." ”

"I still have a ribbon-cutting event next door, so I'll go first, and I'll come back to you later."

Why did people fight and come back, of course, to take money.

If Yu Hai cheated him, he would do it with this martial arts hall.

"I'm sorry, let's go."

"Borrow it."

"I've got something to do."

Ding Xiu didn't look strong, but his strength was great, and the reporters blocking in front were pushed by his arms and parted like a tide.

Jia Ling followed him, and the two went out of the venue together, took their suitcases and went straight to the opening hotel not far away.

These reporters are not vegetarians either, how could they let go of such good material, a large number of people in Wuyang all ran behind Ding Xiu's ass.

The crowded venue was instantly deserted, and if it weren't for the foreigners lying on the ground, I would have thought it was a dream.

"Master Yu, you, this young man, where is sacred?"

Several local martial arts masters were so shocked that they didn't speak until now.

Ding Xiu was too fierce, and he knocked over the Sanda boxing king with one move, knocked him unconscious on the spot, and broke a few ribs.

"The surname is Ding, the name is Xiu, and the showbiz nickname is Brother Run, as you can see, he is practicing Baji."

In a word, Yu Hai finished introducing Ding Xiu.

Everyone also noted down Ding Xiu's characteristics, Bajiquan, Brother Run!

I secretly decided that I wouldn't try to compete with this person in the future.

At the ribbon-cutting scene, the hotel boss had arrived, and the employees and management sitting below, as well as the crowd who had been invited to fill their heads.

Seeing that the auspicious time was approaching, Ding Xiu, the ribbon-cutting guest, did not come.

Suddenly, there was a commotion from the rear, and when he turned his head, Ding Xiu was running in front with his suitcase in tow, and Jia Ling was following behind and sticking out his tongue to pant.

A large group of reporters carried long guns and short cannons behind the two men.

The identity of the coffee position is clear at a glance.

"Sorry, didn't you come late?"

"It's not too late, it's just right, Mr. Ding, is this a traffic jam?"

can be chased all the way here by reporters, which shows how popular Ding Xiu is, and he didn't invite him in vain this time.

"No, there's a fight next door, and I'm going to see the excitement."

Only then did the hotel manager notice that the practice clothes Ding Xiu was wearing didn't look like it was lively, but a bit like the protagonist.

Later, a group of reporters had already caught up.

It's just blocked by the hotel's security.

"Brother Run, what do you think of sanda fighting?"

"Mr. Ding, do you have any ideas for challenging other boxing champions next?"

"One move KO Sanda boxing champion, what are your moods at the moment?"

Twitter, everyone is asking questions, Ding Xiu can't answer, and he doesn't bother to answer, he still has business here, and the hotel organizer is busy cutting the ribbon for him.

What's more, most of the questions asked by reporters are pits, and if you don't answer well, you will be taken out of context and published.

Qin Gang told him not to talk nonsense in public, and not to talk to media reporters who submitted the outline without making an appointment in advance.

The hotel manager is a fine person, and after seeing this scene, he smiled:

"Fellow journalists, please don't worry, Mr. Ding is working, everyone wants to interview for a while, sit down first, drink some water, eat some fruit, don't be idle, set up."

……

According to the original plan, Ding Xiu cut the ribbon for this hotel, stayed here for one night by the way, and then went to Huang Bo's side tomorrow for dinner.

Because of the reporter's disturbance, he didn't want to stay very much.

After cutting the ribbon, he entered the hotel, then left through the back door with Jia Ling, and the two went to Yu Hai's martial arts exchange center to change clothes.

Over there, the reporters couldn't wait for the people to disperse, and they went home one by one to write, preparing for a big wave, striving to win tomorrow's headlines.

At the martial arts exchange center, the foreigner has been carried away by ambulance.

After Ding Xiu changed back into his original clothes, his eyes looked at Yu Hai motionlessly.

"Master Yu?"

"Huh?"

"Have you forgotten something?"

"I understand." Yu Hai suddenly realized, and immediately frowned: "The foreigner is in the hospital, this bonus may be late ......"

"It is said that since ancient Yan Zhao is a generous and sad person, I think your martial arts style is also good, I have been yearning for it for a long time, it just happens that it is okay these days, I plan to communicate with the local martial arts hall, come one by one!"

"By the way, call those reporters, there are a lot of people, it's lively."

"It's impossible to be late." After Ding Xiu finished speaking, Yu Hai said righteously: "The foreigner's 50,000 bonus, plus the reward of 50,000 for Chuanwu, and my personal reward of 30,000, a total of 130,000, I will pay you now." ”

"Master Yu, thank you." Holding Yu Hai's hand with both hands, Ding Xiu's eyes narrowed with a smile.

"Whereever, I will often come and sit when I have time in the future."

"It must be certain, next time there will be a little foreigner kicking the hall, even if you call me, they are all Chinese people, and it is incumbent on you to win glory for China."

"I'm going to take the lead, and I'm going to die with all my might!"

The corners of Yu Hai's mouth twitched.

If he didn't give money, Ding Xiu was afraid that he would not even beat his own people, and he would be the one who died.

But it's nothing to pay in advance, just go back and ask those people for it, Chuanwu's 50,000 yuan is good, and he won't pay the bill.

It's simpler for foreigners, if you dare not give money, he will take Ding Xiu to the door tomorrow.

Hidden in the snow for ten years, it began to take off from the ordinary road

(End of chapter)