Metropolis: I use Chinese martial arts to sweep the world

Chu Fan walked up to Bean Sprout carrying the killer who was limp like a puddle of mud, and Bean Sprout hadn't closed his mouth that was opened in surprise.

Although he was far away, he could still see that the gun was loaded with bullets.

Six shots, six turns of the wheel.

Every bean sprouts can be seen clearly.

Amazing!

Is this still something that Chinese martial arts can do?
Is God of War a magician?
"Hey." Chu Fan raised his hand and closed the mouth of the sluggish bean sprouts, "Why is your live broadcast room dark?"

Bean Sprout shook his head before waking up.

I hurriedly looked at the phone, and the screen of the live broadcast room was black.

There is a line of red letters floating on it: The live broadcast involves illegal content, temporarily suspended, and rectification within a time limit.

cry.

Bean Sprout looked at Chu Fan pitifully, wanting to cry but not crying.

This is really Xiao He's success and Xiao He's failure.

Who would have thought that God of War would play so big today.

Isn't it good to fight and kill?

Play with a Pikachu gun.

Chu Fan also saw this line of red letters, and patted Dou Sprout on the shoulder comfortingly, "Don't be sad, this will happen sooner or later."

Ma Dan, is this comforting?
Bean Sprouts felt tears immediately.

His eyes turned from sad to sharp.

Now I finally understand why God of War is so good at fighting.

Speaking like this, it is not easy to live such a big life.

Chu Fan looked at the swollen bean sprouts and laughed, and rubbed his little head again, "Little guy, find me at the Martial Art Museum near the National Shield Bureau in two days, and I will find you a job that will go down in history .”

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Bean Sprout to reply, Chu Fan tied the killer to the back seat of the Flying God Donkey, and walked away.

Bean sprouts stood there in a daze, and it took a long time to react.

Are you going to mess with God of War?

Excited, he jumped up high on the spot, and Sha Matt's shape kept swaying in the wind, like a burning flame.

Chu Fan galloped all the way, Qiancang Wharf was not close to Daqing District, and the goods in the back seat were very valuable, so he prepared a big gift for Mr. Xia.

Xianghe Tower is the leading signboard in Donghai City, and the chef is Dong Quanmiao, the chef who claims to have three dishes a day.

Those who can come to Xianghe Tower are either rich or expensive. If they can order Dong Quanmiao's three dishes, they must be the top dignitaries of Yan Kingdom.

The scale of Xianghe Tower is not large, it is located in the middle of a main street in Daqing District.

However, due to its reputation, there are countless luxury cars and celebrities outside the door, and guests are bustling.

The doormen were all arrogantly checking the reservations of the guests who came to dine. Because of the booming business and Dong Quanmiao's rise to fame in recent years, the service staff of Xianghe Tower were all amazing, looking at people with their nostrils. .

Chu Fan parked the Flying God Donkey next to a Maserati indifferently.

Unchained the lock and locked it on the rear wing of the Maserati.

This is the advantage of bicycles, we don't have to wait for parking spaces.

Picking up the killer who was still dizzy, he walked directly towards the gate of Xianghe Tower.

"Hey, wait, please show the appointment card or invitation card for the meal." Zhao San, the doorman, stopped Chu Fan and glanced at the killer on his shoulder, "The disabled also need it."

The black line on the killer's face.

God is so disabled, you are disabled, and your whole family is disabled.

Chu Fan was stunned.

After thinking for a long time, he suddenly remembered that Jian Lao had indeed given him an invitation card, but it was already soaked in water when he killed the piranha, so he threw it away.

Smiling slightly, "Let's discuss it. I'm here to find Patriarch Xia Dingtian. I forgot to take the invitation card. Can you inform me?"

Zhao San looked at Chu Fan who was dressed in plain clothes with contempt, "Just because you are worthy of looking for Patriarch Xia, I am afraid that you have been deceived by lard, and you forgot to bring the invitation card, I think you forgot to bring your brain Bar."

When the other doormen heard what Zhao San said, they all cast curious glances at Chu Fan.

When they saw Chu Fan, who was dressed in civilian clothes and was out of tune with the guests around him, they all burst into laughter.

"That's right, there are so many liars in this day and age. In order to get in and make a living, no one dares to mention it."

"When did our Xianghe Tower become a gathering place for the beggar gang, and we have to come to the main entrance for food."

"Don't look at your own virtues, but dare to go to Xianghe Tower to cheat. You really have the guts to stick a chicken feather on a telephone pole."

Zhao San even scolded with a cold expression: "Hurry up and take your disabled friend away, don't delay our business, or I won't be polite to you."

He waved his hand in boredom, like driving away two flies.

Chu Fan still looked cheerful, neither anxious nor annoyed, "Are you sure I'm not Patriarch Xia's guest?"

"Haha, are you sure?" Zhao San seemed to have heard the most ridiculous thing in the world, "You are so poor, you still need me to be sure?"

"If you are Patriarch Xia's guest, I will eat upside down."

"Let me advise you, if you want food, go to a small restaurant. We are not a place where people like you can come."

Zhao San knew in his heart that the reason why there were so many doormen welcoming guests in front of the gate today was because Xia Dingtian, the head of the Xia family of the eight major families in Kyoto, was going to have a banquet here.

Two days ago, Chef Dong Quanmiao had already taken the order from Xia's family, and made an exception to cook six dishes for Xia's guests tonight.

This shows how much the Xia family respects this guest.

That's why when he saw Chu Fan claiming to be Patriarch Xia's guest, he unconsciously spoke sarcasm.

Dressed so ordinary, how could he be a distinguished guest of the Xia family? How could he deserve it?

drip.

A Maybach leads the way, followed by an extended Lincoln.

Twenty well-dressed bodyguards in black followed on both sides of the vehicle, ran to Xianghe Tower and stood still slowly, enclosing the main road.

Jian Lao got out of the car in front, looked around, ran to the front of the Lincoln car and opened the door.

Xia Dingtian got out of the car in good spirits, followed by a capable and beautiful woman in leather clothes.

Zhao San hurriedly pushed away Chu Fan in front of him, and went up to meet him with a flattering smile, "Hello Patriarch Xia, all colleagues in Xianghe Tower welcome Xia Patriarch to come for dinner."

Xia Dingtian nodded, and when he looked up, he saw Chu Fan standing on the steps.

Take a step to go forward.

Looking at Chu Fan still standing there, Zhao San was so angry, he really hated himself for not being cruel and sending him away just now.

He hurried to Xia Dingtian and pushed Chu Fan aside.

Xia Dingtian glanced at Zhao San, and walked up the steps with a hearty smile, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Zhao San is so beautiful in his heart, look at Patriarch Xia, how sympathetic he is to his servants, and knows how to greet himself.

Just as he was about to make a sound, he heard behind him say: "Not long ago, I just arrived too."

Patriarch Xia smiled slightly, "Then go in."

The voice behind him sounded again: "Okay."

This time Zhao San was stupid, his scalp was numb, his feet were weak, and his whole body was drained.

The plain voice just now was like a thunderbolt, which exploded in his ears.

He is, he really is, he is actually Patriarch Xia's guest.

Just when he was on the verge of collapse, that voice came to his ears quietly again, "I'll go eat first, and come back to see you eating upside down."

Zhao San's legs went limp and he fell to the ground.

The woman behind Xia Dingtian followed quickly, saw Chu Fan was slightly taken aback, and said through gritted teeth, "Why is it you?"

Chu Fan smiled wryly and scratched his head: "Isn't it just me, Team Leader Yan."

Xia Dingtian looked back and forth between the faces of the two, and laughed loudly, "Don't stand here and talk, if there is anything, let's go in and have a chat."

Saying that, holding Chu Fan with one hand, Xia Dingtian walked into the Xianghe Tower first.

Everyone ignored Zhao San who fell down on the steps, because he was not worthy of being looked down upon by these real big men.

Jian Lao followed at the end. Needless to say, he understood why Chu Fan stood on the steps and didn't go in early.

After entering the lobby, Jian Lao called the supervisor of Xianghe Tower, gave a few instructions in a low voice, and pointed to Zhao San who fell down on the steps.

The supervisor nodded, walked out of the lobby quickly, came to Zhao San, and said with a cold face: "You have been fired, go and pack your things."

Zhao San was dizzy when he heard this, and rolled down the steps directly.

When they came to the box, several people sat down one after another.

Xia Dingtian smiled heartily, "Since you are friends with my granddaughter, then I will ask you to call you Chu Fan directly, who is this on your shoulder?"

Chu Fan put down the tied killer, "This is a gift for Patriarch Xia, and I hope you like it."

"Huh?" Xia Dingtian stared at the killer in doubt, he was sure he didn't know the stranger in front of him.

Yan Wushuang also ran forward curiously, circled around the killer a few times, and said angrily, "Say it quickly, don't be fooled."

"He is the killer who came to kidnap Xia Mo from the capital." Chu Fan said flatly.

But the voice was like a thunderbolt, instantly making the peaceful and smiling Xia Dingtian restrain his smile, and his eyes became sharper.

"You said he was the killer who put Xia Mo in danger last time?" Yan Wushuang was surprised, she didn't expect that Chu Fan was able to catch him here and he was still alive.

She knew that once this kind of desperado was caught, he would easily commit suicide in fear of crime.

Because they generally have something in the hands of their employers, if they don't die, it may be more sad than death.

It was indeed not easy for Chu Fan to be able to capture the killer alive without any injuries.

What she didn't know was that the killer was also very depressed.

Who can be a god, who would have thought that there are bullets in the gun and they can't shoot them out.

I'm afraid that if you say it, you will be arrested as a neuropathy.

"Who sent you here?" Although Xia Dingtian asked in a low tone, he could hear the great anger contained in it.

"Chen Baixiang from Kyoto." The killer accepted his fate, and confessed frankly and frankly.

"Who are you talking about?" Yan Wushuang suddenly became agitated at this moment, stepped forward to pick up the killer by the collar, and pressed him hard against the wall.