Chapter 670 Superb Acting Skills
In a word, Xuanhua's expression changed. He didn't ask carefully, but he sighed after seeing some kind of origin in him, "In that case, Captain Yan, please come in. We don't have the policy of refusing guests. reason."
There are still a bunch of people blocking the road in front of the door. These people only feel that a force seems to penetrate their bodies, and they don't wait for them to recover. They heard a "squeak".
The door behind them opened.
Everyone looked back in disbelief as if they had seen a ghost.
Now no one dared to stand in front of the door.
Elder Xuanhua made a gesture of invitation: "Mr. Yan, please."
After they all walked in, those media people were looking at each other, and they were all waiting for someone to step in first.
After all, the scene just now is still in front of my eyes.
Karma retribution, the cycle of heaven, this moment firmly appeared in their minds, everyone's feet seemed to be glued in place, and no one dared to enter.
They seemed to hear a "young master" from a distance, and the crowd didn't know who took the first step, "Now is the first opportunity, and whoever takes the first step will get the latest news."
The rushing crowd at the back rushed inside in an instant.
What kind of karma is instantly forgotten by them, and at this moment, interests come first.
When everyone broke in, they saw an old man lying on the ground. The old man's breath was relatively weak. He stretched out his palm slightly, as if accusing something, but in the end he just let out a long sigh.
"You don't have the blood inheritance of the national teacher at all, you pretend to be a descendant of the national teacher... What exactly do you want..."
The blind old man lying on the ground suddenly changed his subject: "Hahaha, I'm afraid you don't know what the national teacher did back then, otherwise, you would definitely not choose to pretend to be a descendant of the national teacher..."
"You old man, you failed to provoke the relationship between our Mystic Masters Association and the young master, and now you still want to provoke the common people... What exactly are you trying to do?"
Chonglu is very angry now, he said these words in their ears more than once, but they know that the Mystic Masters Association knows the importance of the jade pen, but these common people don't know these things.
Moreover, this is obviously sowing discord.
"I sow dissension?"
The old man's voice pointed at himself: "I am the victim." His voice was indignant, and he looked up at the sky unwillingly and regretfully. Even though he couldn't see anything, he looked very good.
He said aggrievedly: "What did I do wrong? Isn't it because I knew the truth about what happened back then by accident? Is it necessary for you to target me, a person who is half buried in the loess?"
"If I knew that I knew the things on the Internet, I would be treated so cruelly by you. No matter what I said, I would never have appeared in the hospital in the first place. In this way, I would not have fallen to this point!"
There was resentment and regret in his voice.
"We usually thought that your Mystic Masters Association is such a sacred and mysterious place. Who would have known that you are all such people in your bones..."
"You guys, you guys are such a disappointment."
Many people ran directly to the blind old man lying on the ground with blood on his chest.
Many people asked with concern: "Grandpa, can you tell us what the national teacher did back then?"
There is anxious and sincere heart in their eyes, but there are demons driven by ambition and profit hidden in the bottom of their eyes.
"Your superb acting skills make me look like your master." Gu Muran stood beside him, crossing his hands on his chest, watching the blind old man acting here with cold eyes.