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Chapter 114 Big Brother, Don't Die

"I go."

A bit overestimating the opponent's strength, Ding Xiu originally thought that he was a boxing champion after all, and his physical fitness and reaction awareness should be good.

Unexpectedly, this idiot stood still and called him.

It's all Yu Hai's fault. He said that three tricks are [-], two tricks are [-], and one trick is [-].

Well now, something went wrong.

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

Another pinch, another check for the pulse, and another time lying on the chest to listen to the sound of the heartbeat.

After confirming that he just passed out, Ding Xiu heaved a sigh of relief.

But he breathed a sigh of relief, and the reporters around him didn't dare to let go. The cameras in their hands kept clicking, and the flash made it hard to keep their eyes open.

Accompanied by all kinds of exaggerated words.

"Damn it, the foreigner was beaten to death with one move, Brother Run is so awesome."

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

"Stop taking pictures, call an ambulance quickly."

"Ding Xiu, can you interview me, what kind of kung fu do you practice?"

"That boy, 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 disabled?"

"What, disabled?"

Outside the arena, Jia Ling had already given up trying to squeeze in, but when she heard someone say that someone was killed inside, she didn't care too much, so she could only bite the bullet and rush in.

"Rang Rang, Rang Rang, the one who died was my artist."

"What press card? It wasn't your relative who died, right?"

When they came to the venue, there was another group of people surrounding them. Jia Ling managed to push through the crowd, and finally saw the foreigner lying on the ground.

And Ding Xiu next to the foreigner.

"Brother Xiu, are you alright?"

"It's okay." Responding to Jia Ling's words, Ding Xiu said to Yu Hai: "A few broken ribs, find someone to maintain order, don't touch him yet."

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

Why come back after everyone hits, of course to take money.

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

"Excuse me, let me go."

"Borrow it."

"I have something else to do."

Ding Xiu didn't look strong, but he was very powerful. The reporters blocking the front were pushed away by his arms and separated like a tide.

Jia Ling followed behind him, and the two left the arena 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 huge crowd of people all ran behind Ding Xiu's ass.

The crowded venue was suddenly deserted. If it wasn't for the foreigner lying on the ground, he would have thought it was a dream.

"Master Yu, you, this young man, how sacred is it?"

Several local martial arts masters were so shocked that they only spoke now.

Ding Xiu was so fierce that he overthrew the Sanda boxing champion with one move, passed out on the spot and broke several ribs.

"My surname is Ding, my first name is Xiu, and my nickname in the showbiz is Brother Run. As you can see, she practices Baji."

In a word, Yu Hai finished introducing Ding Xiu.

Everyone also took note of Ding Xiu's characteristics, Bajiquan, Brother Run!
He secretly made up his mind that he would not compete with this person even if he was killed in the future.

At the ribbon-cutting scene, the owner of the hotel has arrived, the employees and management sitting below, and the crowd invited to fill their heads.

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

Suddenly, there was a commotion from behind. Turning his head, Ding Xiu dragged his suitcase and ran in front, while Jia Ling followed behind, sticking out his tongue and panting.

A large group of reporters were behind them with long guns and short cannons.

Identity status is clear at a glance.

"Sorry, it's not too late, is it?"

"It's not too late, it's just right. Is Mr. Ding stuck in traffic?"

Being able to be chased all the way here by the reporters shows how popular Ding Xiu is, and he didn't invite him for nothing this time.

"No, there is a fight next door, I went to watch the excitement."

Only then did the hotel manager notice that the practice clothes Ding Xiu was wearing didn't look like he was watching a scene, but rather looked like a protagonist.

Behind, a group of reporters had already caught up.

It was just blocked by the security of the hotel.

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

"Mr. Ding, do you have any idea of ​​challenging other boxing champions next?"

"One move KO Sanda boxing champion, how do you feel at the moment?"

Everyone was chattering, everyone was asking questions, Ding Xiu couldn't answer, and he didn't bother to answer, he still had business on his side, and the hotel organizer was busy asking him to cut the ribbon.

What's more, most of the questions asked by the reporters are cheating, and if the answer is not good, it will be taken out of context and published.

Qin Gang told him, don't talk nonsense in public places, don't talk to media reporters who submit outlines without prior appointment.

The hotel manager is a fine person. After seeing this scene, he smiled and said:

"Friends from the press, please don't worry. Mr. Ding is working. We have to interview for a while before talking. Sit down first, drink some water, eat some fruit, and don't idle the machine. Set it 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 for dinner tomorrow.

Because of the reporter's spoiling the situation, he didn't really want to stay.

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

Over there, the reporters gradually dispersed when they couldn't wait, and went home to write articles one by one, preparing for a big wave, trying to win tomorrow's headlines.

At the Martial Arts Exchange Center, the foreigner has been taken away by ambulance.

After Ding Xiu changed back to his original clothes, he looked at Yu Hai without moving his eyes.

"Master Yu?"

"Ok?"

"Did you forget something?"

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

"It is said that since ancient times, Yanzhao has many generous and elegiac people. I think your martial style is not bad, and I have been longing for it for a long time. It just happens that I have nothing to do these few days. I plan to communicate with the local martial arts, and come one by one!"

"Call those reporters by the way, there are so many people, it's lively."

"It's impossible to be late." After Ding Xiu finished speaking, Yu Hai said righteously: "The foreigner's [-] bonus, plus the reward of [-] from Shangwu, and my personal reward of [-], a total of [-]. I will pay you in advance."

"Master Yu, thank you." Ding Xiu smiled while holding Yu Hai's hand with both hands.

"Where is it, come and sit when I have time in the future."

"Definitely, next time there will be a little foreigner kicking the hall, you can call me anyway, you are all from Huaxia, and it is duty-bound to win glory for Huaxia."

"I, Ding, will take the lead, and I will do my best to die!"

The corner of Yu Hai's mouth twitched.

If he didn't give money, Ding Xiu might beat up his own people, and he would be the one who died.

But it's nothing to pay in advance, he can just ask those people later, Chuanwu's [-] yuan is a good deal, and he won't renege on his debt.

It's easier for foreigners, if they don't dare to give money, he will bring Ding Xiu to the door tomorrow.

　After ten years of snow storage, it started to take off from the ordinary road

　　
　
(End of this chapter)