Running Man's Entertainment Life

Chapter 223
In the crowd, countless people were dissatisfied by this powerful jumping in line, and cursed loudly, but they dared not stop them.

"Hey, are these people Asian?"

"I buy Karma, these three women are so beautiful, I want to fuck her!"

"I love the small one, she looks so petite."

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The dissatisfied foreigners were amazed by the looks of Han Xinyue, Han Jiajia, and Zhang Lingyu, and there was a lot of discussion for a while.

Chen Mu, who has a keen sense of hearing, frowned. Those obscenities were simply unsightly, and he glanced at the most vicious people with an ugly face, and then at other people who were discussing, with a threatening look in his eyes.

"Brother Chen Mu, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Lingyu followed Chen Mu, raised her big eyes, looked at Chen Mu's ugly face, and asked.

After all, he is still an ordinary person, the surrounding voices are chaotic, and it is difficult to distinguish the content of their communication.

"It's nothing."

Chen Mu shook his head, since he didn't hear it, then don't mention it, after all, the content of those conversations is really unsightly.

Suddenly, Chen Mu frowned fiercely, his face became even more ugly, veins protruded vigorously on his left arm, and he swung his backhand.

"Snapped!"

Accompanied by the sound of a physical collision, the crisp sound of a bone fracture also sounded.

"Oh~ Shet."

A howl of pain suddenly sounded beside Han Jiajia. A black man was clutching his swollen wrist with a look of pain on his face.

Chen Mu glanced at him coldly and mercilessly, with a cold look in his eyes, and said silently: "Be honest."

The black man took a hard look at Chen Mu, grinned, and didn't dare to make any further movements. The broken wrist told him that if he groaned again, his hand might be useless in the future.

"It's really shameless!"

Chen Mu showed displeasure, turned his arm, and once again collided with an outstretched arm.

However, this time, Chen Mu's subordinates showed no mercy, and the arm went limp.

"Ah, Shet, you."

A white man beside Han Jiajia had tears of pain in his eyes, and looked at Chen Mu suddenly, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Be honest with me, don't seek death."

Chen Mu didn't even look at him, his cold and ruthless eyes swept over the people around who were interested and ready to move, and said coldly.

Hearing this, when the people around saw the two black and white men with broken arms, they all swallowed in fear, dispelling the idea of ​​taking advantage in their hearts.

Seeing that his threat was effective, Chen Mu snorted coldly. Sure enough, a strong person can stand at the top of the food chain.

"Chen Mu, what are you doing?"

Han Jiajia glanced at Chen Mu with cold eyes, then looked at the palms behind her buttocks about 10 centimeters away, and asked lightly.

"Forehead"

Chen Mu looked at his left hand, and under Han Jiajia's cold gaze, he retracted it in embarrassment.

"I was helping you just now!"

Chen Mu explained calmly, and immediately said: "You are welcome, we are all companions, and I am still your captain, I should."

"If you want to take advantage and help, I really want to thank you."

Han Jiajia looked at Chen Mu indifferently with cold eyes, and after finishing speaking, ignored Chen Mu's embarrassment and hurried away.

Han Jiajia felt more and more that Chen Mu was abnormal.

"I"

Chen Mu wanted to explain, but was interrupted by the increasing distance between him and Han Jiajia.

"Hey!" Chen Mu sighed, and looked at his left hand dumbfounded, feeling that the stigma seemed to be unclear.

"Look at what?"

Chen Mu stared at the foreigners watching the theater, and immediately followed Han Xinyue and Han Jiajia.

Just now, it was obvious that the two white men and black men wanted to take advantage of Han Jiajia, so why did they take the blame for this?
Chen Mu curled his lips, Han Jiajia is too strange a woman, everyone said that geniuses are weirdos, this is true, except for the genius himself.

Chen Mu's ruthless tactics made everyone watching tremble in their hearts. Before the London police opened the way, they had already moved away. After all, everyone wanted to have their hands and feet complete.

In front of the entrance where Chen Mu and the others came, there was a desk. Sitting behind the desk were two middle-aged British men in black and white formal suits. Behind them stood several London policemen with guns. .

It can be seen that this time the World Magic Contest attaches great importance to the British side.

"Name!"

Hearing the sound of footsteps walking in front of him, Cliff, a senior member of the Magic Guild, opened the record book on the table to a blank page, and said calmly.

"Huaxia's team participating in the Magic Contest."

Han Xinyue put the Wendie printed with the Chinese national emblem on Cliff's desk, and said calmly.

As soon as Cliff stopped recording, he immediately looked up at Han Xinyue, stood up, showed a gentle and gentle smile, and said, "It turns out that they are contestants sent by the great power of China, please come in."

"Thank you!"

Han Xinyue ignored Cliff's embracing arm, smiled politely, picked up the Wendie on the table, turned around and led Chen Mu and six people around Cliff and walked into the sports center.

Cliff was slightly taken aback, and then watched Huaxia Fang and his party leave with a faint smile.

"What a bunch of impolite people!"

Another member beside Cliff: Smith watched Han Xinyue and his party leave with displeased eyes, and said in a low voice.

Cliff smiled slightly and said, "Who said they were rude, didn't they already say thank you just now!

The etiquette of their Huaxia country is different from ours, and it is much stronger than our country, so they cannot be forced to obey our etiquette. "

Cliff looked at Smith, who looked dissatisfied, and expressed his depression for him.

"Humph!"

Smith snorted softly, and he also knew that he couldn't force the people of Huaxia, a powerful country, to do something.

"This is the place of our magic guild, and the judges inside are all members of our guild. Even if they are Chinese, they cannot have their arrogance here."

Smith still has a grudge in his heart and said.

Cliff gave him a strange look, then sat down, looked at another contestant, and said, "Are you participating in the magic contest?"

Seeing that Cliff didn't pay attention to him, Smith didn't say anything. In the Magic Guild, relying on the strength of magic to establish a position, his strength is not as good as others, so naturally he didn't dare to have any dissatisfaction with Cliff.

"Huaxia, huh, Huaxia's magicians participate in the magic competition every year, and it's not embarrassing in the end, and so are you."

After Smith snorted disdainfully, he also sat down and took charge of the tasks assigned by the Magic Guild.

He has no deep hatred with the Huaxia people, but the situation of being ignored just now made his proud heart unable to accept it.

After all, Cliff was thanked by Han Xinyue, but he didn't, and he didn't even seem to take him seriously.

Han Xinyue and the others didn't know Smith's mood behind, but even if they knew, they wouldn't care.

Cliff and Smith just conducted a simple screening at the outer gates to exclude those who join in the fun and let in the magicians who actually participated in the magic contest. The real primary selection is still to come!

The World Magic Competition is not an ordinary competition. Naturally, it is not a place where magicians of all ages can enter as they wish. They also need to have extraordinary magic tricks in order to distinguish the winners and losers in the arena.

(End of this chapter)