Chapter 158: Sun Wen Originally... So rich

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The atmosphere at this time was a little awkward.

These reporters were even at a loss for a while, not knowing whether to continue filming or waiting.

And... Why is this man wearing a mask on his face?

The second person walked down.

Wearing a monkey mask on his face, the original handsome school uniform looked a little nondescript because of the bandage.

Silently walked up to the pig mask and helped the person up.

One with a broken leg, one with a broken hand.

It looks more like a remnant of the old, weak, sick and disabled.

"At least it's certain that it's not Atai, Lin Xiaoxiao."

"Mu Yu can also rule it out."

"Not necessarily, if Mu Yu is really here, with this leg and foot, he basically can't carry the tombstone."

"So you can almost target Mu Yu, Sun Wen, Yu Sheng, and Zhao Zicheng?"

"No, there is no Sun Wen."

"I have an impression of Sun Wen, and his height does not match."

"So... It's already two out of three, and they're still wearing masks, what's the point..."

In the words of the reporters, several wrong answers have been removed.

Then he looked at the Mo Academy with a helpless face.

Isn't that interesting?

Insult our intelligence?

Should we still express shock, suspicion, and speculation to highlight the wisdom of your Ink Academy?

"But in their state, can they really play?"

"I seriously suspect that the two of them offended the school leaders and were sent to die."

After a lot of discussions, and after taking a few more photos, the reporters set their eyes on Wu Qianqiu.

It's time for the big thing!

That's the headline they're expecting.

"In this competition, I will take the first place."

"But it's unfair to the Ink Academy."

"When the time comes, I will visit the Ink Academy to prove the gold content of my first place."

Wu Qianqiu looked at the rest of his life, and Zhao Zicheng spoke calmly.

As if just a fact is being narrated.

What exudes from the body is absolute confidence.

For the rest of his life, Zhao Zicheng looked at him a little blankly: "Boss Yu, who is this fool?" ”

"Don't call me by name, wear a mask..."

Helpless for the rest of his life.

"Oh."

Zhao Zicheng reacted and looked around vigilantly, but found that the reporters looked calm.

I wasn't even in the mood to cooperate with the performance.

Choose two out of three.

The car for the rest of my life in...

"It's good they didn't hear it!"

Zhao Zichang breathed a sigh of relief and was relieved.

The faces of the reporters around him darkened, and their brows jumped.

This freshman of the Ink Academy...

I'm a little sick.

And on the other side, someone is giving you a war letter, this is a duel between the awakened!

Wu Qianqiu, a hot figure with a full championship index, how many times has he said a word.

"I think they heard it."

"Yes?"

The two were still muttering, and Wu Qianqiu looked cold.

A wisp of energy fluctuates from within itself.

A post appeared out of thin air and shot in front of the rest of his life.

He didn't say anything more, and turned to leave.

Chic, confident, proud.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

"Wu Qianqiu's Hades Post!"

"The king of Hades wants you to die on the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch!"

"This is the real war book."

"It is estimated that after these two people are injured, they will have a fight with Wu Qianqiu."

The sounds of muttering around kept ringing.

"Hades told me to die in the third watch..."

Yu Sheng muttered, a little puzzled, and there was doubt in his eyes: "What if I go over the second watch?" ”

Zhao Zicheng agreed: "My life is up to me, not to heaven!" ”

"Hades, tsk, the second is true."

"It's not as good as the colorful fairy."

In the stunned eyes of many reporters, they helped each other and walked away.

The same pride as Wu Qianqiu.

Who is not a teenager anymore.

"Ladies and gentlemen, in this battle, my Mo Academy should show an invincible posture and defend the glory of the academy!"

"Stay tuned!"

Seeing that the two guys who grabbed the camera finally left, Xu Yuanqing coughed twice, stood at the front generously, and said to many reporters, smiling.

"Of course, as a teacher in the college, I usually start some businesses to shine for the human race."

"Now my newly registered company is dedicated to the catering industry."

"If you are interested, you can call me at the number... Hey, don't go! ”

Seeing that these reporters turned off their cameras without hesitation and scattered away, Xu Yuanqing was stunned.

What a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

With such a good business plan, as long as you talk more in front of reporters, I believe that the investor's phone will burst his mobile phone the next day.

For this, he prepared lines for an hour.

"The eyes of the rat are bright, and there are no beads in the eyes!"

Xu Yuanqing looked at the backs of many reporters leaving, gritted his teeth and scolded, and finally returned to the car dejectedly.

With one foot on the accelerator, I picked up the two of Yu Sheng, and drove towards the Golden Ingot Hotel.

"I have an idea!"

"They haven't found out who we are until now."

"Otherwise, if I learned that it was our bloody shuangsha who came this time, I guess they were scared to death."

Zhao Zicheng took off his mask, gently rubbed his lame leg, and showed off.

Yu Sheng glanced at him through the rearview mirror, thought for a long time, and still didn't speak.

"Anyway, this time the odds of the Mo Academy have definitely dropped to an all-time low."

"No one would believe that our Mo Academy has a chance to win the championship."

"I threw 300,000 yuan into it, and I was lucky to be able to collect 3 million back, and I still need those guys to invest when the time comes?"

"Heh..."

Smiling disdainfully, Xu Yuanqing seemed to have seen the future, holding red wine in his hand, standing in an office of hundreds of square meters, under the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, looking down at the ordinary people below.

Finally, I would like to sigh again...

I'm not really interested in money.

Just thinking about it makes my blood boil.

It wasn't until they came to this five-star hotel that Xu Yuanqing's eyes were green when they stood in the Supreme Luxury VIP Exclusive Room.

"Sun Wen... So... Rich? ”

"Downtown Mexico."

"I'm afraid this room decoration must be millions!"

On the ground, a blanket made of monster hair.

The walls were inlaid with demon crystals, and the energy spread throughout the room.

Gorgeously renovated.

Even the unpretentious-looking kettle was filled with energy.

The ultimate in luxury.

Xu Yuanqing was like a dumpling who had never seen the world, touching here and there, and finally sat alone in the corner, becoming silent.

"And this kind of person... I only extorted 500,000 from him..."

Until Xu Yuanqing's resentful voice sounded from the room, it gradually became painful: "I haven't knocked on my hand yet..."

Even more desperate.