I'm not the underworld

Chapter 971 I mean, you were fired
With the help of several people, Chen Yifan successfully created a buffer zone full of resistance between the two worlds.

"Then what?" Several experts from the Tianyuan World asked, looking at Chen Yifan eagerly, without any confidence at all.

"Then?"

"Then just wait for the world to hit you!"

Chen Yifan curled his lips and replied.

Several people looked at each other, speechless, okay?

Don't let the two worlds collide.

Can manpower really conquer the sky?

Several strong men who were considered invincible in Tianyuan World couldn't help expressing doubts.

Chen Yifan didn't give them any guarantee, but just went back to the Three Realms on his own.

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, but in the end they could only return to Tianyuan World in fear.

The next morning, today is an important day.

Of course, not only are the two worlds about to collide, but this kind of thing that no one knows is about to happen.

In the entire land of China, the grand event known to everyone, the finals of the National Cultivation Competition is about to begin.

The momentum is even bigger than the Olympic Games more than [-] years ago. Almost every household turns on the TV as soon as they get up and stays in front of the TV.

Chen Yifan wasn't... an exception, of course.

As the owner of Hulong Villa, he will attend the final.

So, get up early in the morning and hand yourself over to a professional stylist.

After a while of tossing, it was getting late, so I looked in the mirror.

I go!What the hell is this me?

The person in the mirror looked 23 and [-] years old, with a serious face and a bit of coldness, as if Chen Yifan had aged three to five years in an instant.

There are probably very few people who dress themselves up as old, but Chen Yifan is one of them.

No way, when he was 16 years old, his strength was already very high, and his appearance basically didn't change much, so that he didn't change, or didn't dress up, he looked like a high school student.

There is nothing wrong with being young, but for someone as young as him and as handsome as him, when he smiles, he will be very imposing!
But, he thinks he likes to laugh.

Thinking of this, Chen Yifan grinned at the mirror.

Very good, finally he is no longer such a sunny and energetic boy, and has become a little more like the legendary domineering president.

set off!

First arrived in the capital by private jet, and then took the latest "Yaoshen v587" of the high-end car brand owned by the younger brother Tao's family. When the sun was rising, he "low-key" slowly drove into the first two years. It was specially built for practicing Dabi The new National Stadium.

Although it is very "low-key", the latest high-tech car, which is limited to ten units worldwide, still attracted the attention of some journalists who failed to occupy a good position in the competition field, and swarmed over.

"Sorry, I declined to film the interview!"

The people from Hulong Villa quickly stepped forward, blocked the reporter who was rushing like a mad dog, and raised his hand to stop him.

The cold-faced master of Hulong Villa stunned the reporters who rushed over.

"Why are you not allowed to shoot? I am a reporter from Huaxia Daily with all my credentials. I was invited to follow up and report on this event."

A young reporter pushed and tried to move forward, but was held down by the shoulders of the masters of Hulong Mountain Villa, so that he could not move.

His little strength is really insignificant in front of the people of Hulong Villa.

"The competition venue is over there, don't play dead!" The master of Hulong Villa pressed his shoulders and threatened in a low voice.

"Since we are here to participate in the big competition, why can't we interview?"

"Who is in the car? Such a big air."

A few reporters gathered around shouted, trying to threaten in their own professional way.

Even high-ranking officials must pay attention to their image in front of the people, and the right to speak about their image is in the hands of these reporters.

This is what they thought.

"Get out of the way!" When the masters of Hulong Villa were arguing with them, Chen Yifan had already got off the back seat of the car, followed by two ordinary members of Hulong Villa, who were responsible for opening the doors and opening umbrellas.

Although, he felt completely unnecessary.

How can a little sunlight affect him?
Isn't that a joke? Even if his body falls to the ground of the sun, there will be no problem at all.

But since it is the arrangement of Hulong Villa, forget it, that's it.

The way to the VIP seats was blocked by several reporters and experts from Hulong Villa who blocked them, so Chen Yifan had no choice but to ask them to get out of the way.

The majestic voice made several reporters look over subconsciously.

Then... Wei Wei was dazed.Who is this young man?
They didn't even know each other.

Those who can be invited to report on the national competition finals are all senior reporters from major news media.

In their own hearts, they also think that they are active in front of the entire Chinese high-level, in front of influential figures.

It should be said that there should be no "big shots" they don't know in China.

"I'll go! I thought it was some "big shot", but it turned out to be a nobody."

"An unknown guy with a big airs, and he is not allowed to be interviewed."

"This is a national cultivation competition. It's better for some people to keep a low profile. This place is full of people you can't afford to offend!" Several reporters complained.

"..." Chen Yifan was silent, then raised his hand and grabbed the press card of one of the reporters who mocked the most wantonly.

"What are you doing?" The reporter asked angrily, raising his hand to grab it.

"You can go." Chen Yifan looked down at his press card, crumpled it up, and threw it into the trash can precisely.

"..." The reporters all looked at this man in shock, "Damn it, how could someone be so arrogant in front of reporters?"
"We are doing a live broadcast, are you sure you want to be so arrogant?" A reporter with a camera behind him asked Chen Yifan.

"That's just right, I believe the audience across the country has a clear understanding of who is arrogant and domineering."

"Why did you let me go? Our news agency has obtained the qualification to report and interview this national competition!" The young reporter whose press card was taken away asked.

"I mean...you were fired." Chen Yifan looked at him and replied.

"Cultivator Weekly, right? I'm your boss!" Chen Yifan's words threw the young reporter into chaos.

"What are you bragging about? Why didn't I know you were my boss?" After a while, the young reporter came back to his senses and questioned Chen Yifan.

Chen Yifan didn't answer, but just made a call.

Just as Chen Yifan hung up the phone, the reporter's phone rang.

After picking up the phone, the young reporter's expression suddenly changed, his face became a little pale, and his lips gradually lost their color.

The mobile phone in his hand fell to the ground before he could hang up.

The young reporter slowly raised his head, staring in astonishment at the somewhat cruel and noble-looking young man, gradually weeping.

(End of this chapter)