Chapter Forty-Nine: The Gang Comes to the Door Again

"I'll get a straw!"

The room was quiet for a moment, and Wen Yi screamed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The voice was indeed a little sharp, and there was a shock that could not be hidden, so it seemed a little harsh.

I really can't blame Wen Yi for making a fuss, after all, whoever sees seventy or eighty kung fu cheats in two rows in the mall can't be calm.

Originally, there were only two martial arts cheats in the mall, but there were eighty-two more copies at once, and except for Wing Chun, which is the upper and lower volumes, the others are all complete versions, which is so shocking.

"System, did you deliberately divide this Wing Chun into upper and lower volumes?" Wen Yi glanced at the top of the upper and lower volumes of Wing Chun, and asked with a somewhat strange expression.

"I thought you would think that Wing Chun is more powerful, so it is divided into two volumes. "Generally, Wen Yi's questioning is a system of playing the piano to the cow, and after being silent for a while, he actually said it rarely.

"Damn, do you need to be shocked in your tone?, am I really that stupid in your eyes?" Wen Yi listened to the system's somewhat surprised and regretful tone, and couldn't help but say angrily.

"A low-intelligence creature with an IQ of no more than one hundred and fifteen is too lazy to argue with you. The sound of the system came again, and then it stopped sounding.

"When a system is so lazy, why don't you reincarnate as a pig......" Wen Yi rolled his eyes and said, after thinking about it, he was a little puzzled: "Didn't you say last time that my IQ was only one hundred and four? Why is it one hundred and fifteen now?"

However, no matter how Wen Yi spoke or tried to provoke the system, the system did not speak again.

Ten minutes later, Wen Yi, who finally gave up relying on jokes to deceive the system, clicked on Wing Chun (below), and the price under the icon was 100,000, which was ten times the price of the previous volume.

Before entering the mall, Wen Yi glanced at his attribute bar, the number of fans reached more than 12 million, and the reward amount was more than 6 million, although 100,000 was easy, but it was also meat, Wen Yi nodded to exchange it with some heartache.

The system automatically deducts 100,000 Huaxia Coins, and the small lock on the Wing Chun (below) icon disappears and is displayed as clickable.

Wen Yi clicked in and took a look, it is divided into a text picture version and a video version like the previous volume, which is exactly the exercises that the last stage of Wing Chun is not in the previous volume, and there is also a note of Ip Man's experience.

Although I don't know what that note is, it must be a good thing, but Wen Yi doesn't plan to start practicing overnight now, because in the past day and a half in the Ip Man world, his nerves have been tense, and now he is very tired from sitting on the bed.

After exiting the Wing Chun page, Wen Yi looked for the exercises catalog, and after seeing Hung Quan and Lost Trace Fist, he showed a hint of a smile. Because he was so sleepy, Wen Yi directly sent a day-and-a-half-day live long video to the live video area of Doumao, collected the holographic screen, took a cold shower in the bathroom, and fell asleep on the bed.

This night, Wen Yi had a dream in which Sato and the two Fuso soldiers who died on the high platform rushed towards him with their teeth and claws, wanting to ask for his life, and then he kept running, running all the time......

Early the next morning, Wen Yi, who was lying on the bed, suddenly jumped up from the bed, his eyes widened, and he looked left and right, only to breathe a sigh of relief, only to feel a wave of soreness and exhaustion all over his body.

was chased by three evil ghosts all night, but he was tired, Wen Yi twisted his sore neck, walked to the table and picked up the kettle and poured a few sips of cold water, which made him feel more comfortable.

Yesterday, in the Ip Man world, Wen Yi shot Sato's head, and at that time, the blood rushed to the brain, watching the blood and brain pulp spray out, and he didn't feel afraid, but now that he thinks about it, Wen Yi only felt a tumbling in his stomach, and ran into the toilet and vomited violently, vomiting until only the acid water in his stomach remained.

Wen Yi is just an ordinary person in the two lives, although he has practiced martial arts for more than ten years, he has not even seen the scene of a car accident a few times, let alone killed himself, this fear may take a few days to alleviate.

After a while, Wen Yi took a cold shower again, threw the bloodstained clothes from yesterday into the washing machine, changed into clean casual clothes, and went out, and had to go home today.

Sitting on the subway bound for Dongcheng District, Wen Yi clicked on his watch and replied to Wen Qing with a message first, telling her that he would go home later, and he was already asleep when she sent a message yesterday.

After sending the message, Wen Yi casually clicked on the headlines, intending to browse the news of the past few days, so as not to be out of touch with society.

Because of the establishment of the Federation, under the strong deterrence of the five major powers, local conflicts and wars have not occurred for a hundred years, and the entire Federation is at peace.

Of course, this has to ignore the isolated ice sheet of Antarctica.

Without war, individual force has become a way for countries to solve problems and demonstrate national strength, so the federal news section is mostly news about the top masters of each country.

Ten lines at a glance, briefly understanding some information, when Wen Yi's eyes fell on the live broadcast section, he paused with his hand pulling down the projection screen, looking at the headlines of the live broadcast section, his face was a little strange.

The headline read: A certain anchor traveled through the world of Ip Man live and earned three million in two days!

This title is really attractive.

Wen Yi hesitated, but clicked on the headline. I don't have to think much to know that this is talking about him, but I didn't expect that this is generally the headline of the private life of major S-level and A-level anchors, and today's protagonist is him.

This often has a variety of headline parties, reports on major anchors fancy out of the cabinet, thousands of postures grass fans, and live broadcast sections of various door events, and reports on his live broadcast is relatively honest.

But it's strange enough to cross this kind of thing, 12 million fans, three million in two days is nothing for an S-level anchor, but such a reward amount is placed on a rookie anchor who has only been in the live broadcast room for more than 20 days, which is going to shock the live broadcast industry.

This headline also announced the room number of his live broadcast room, and used the screenshot of the shot Sato as an illustration, which is not only bloody, but also not lose its spirit, and it is estimated that it can subdue a group of hardcore fans.

"It's really famous. This is the only thought in Wen Yi's heart after turning off the projection screen.

When the subway arrived, Wen Yi got off the subway and walked towards the blue mansion at home.

The martial arts qualifiers that day were Fridays, so these two days were supposed to be weekends, and Wen Qing was also at home now.

Wen Yi pressed the elevator, and after the elevator came out, a half-white-haired, sixty-year-old grandmother, seeing that it was Grandma Liu on the same floor, smiled and just wanted to say hello.

Grandma Liu, who came out of the elevator, also saw Wen Yi, and said a little anxiously: "Wen Yi, you are back, those people came to your house again this morning to block the door, your mother is talking to them now, but there are two people who are scolding very ugly, you should quickly call your father back." ”

"Grandma Liu, I went up first. Hearing this, Wen Yi's face changed, he walked into the elevator in a few steps, pressed the seventy-second floor, clenched his fists tightly, and his green tendons were exposed.

"How dare this kid go up on his own? Grandma Liu looked at the closed elevator and the number of floors that kept jumping, and said with some concern.

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