I have a zombie secretary

Chapter 42 Martial Arts Conference (for collection)

"you said?"

"Master, I didn't say anything."

"Then how did Mengmeng know what we were thinking just now?"

Fan Zhongtian and Du widened their eyes and narrowed their eyes.

They just thought about it, and Mengmeng exercised her power as the owner of the museum.

Lin Chen couldn't laugh or cry, but finally rejected Fan Mengmeng's kindness.

Because he knew that he came to Daozong just to learn art, and he couldn't stay here for a long time.

Seeing Fan Mengmeng's aggrieved face, Lin Chen couldn't laugh or cry, and touched the little girl's head, feeling a little distressed.

He felt that Mengmeng might have other ideas.

What happened today has more or less affected her.

The grandfather and grandson love this martial arts school very much. The Dao Zong martial arts school can be said to be Fan Zhongtian's childhood, and it is also Fan Mengmeng's childhood.

And if he becomes the owner of the Sword Sect, what happened today may never happen again in the future.

Thinking of this, Lin Chen squatted down, stretched out his little finger, and said with a gentle smile, "Brother Chen promised Senior Sister that I will always be Senior Sister's third junior brother!"

Fan Mengmeng who was originally rejected was a little sad, but when she heard Lin Chen's promise, her big eyes turned into crescent moons happily.

The little girl was not reserved at all, she also stretched out her little finger and said to Lin Chen that "hanging on the hook will not change for 100 years", she hugged Lin Chen and kissed Lin Chen on the cheek.

Lin Chen couldn't help laughing: "You're a big kid."

Fan Zhongtian and Du Fang on the side looked at each other again, their eyes widening.

They both saw sour jealousy in each other's eyes.

After comforting Fan Mengmeng, Lin Chen drove a few people to the hospital for an examination.

Fortunately, Fan Zhongtian is fine, he just needs to rest for a few days.

On the contrary, Du Fang suffered multiple soft tissue bruises on his body, and his whole body was even more bruised after taking off his clothes.

Now he just grins his teeth when he takes a step and moves, far from the aura he had in the martial arts gym before.

After a while, Du Fang's parents were notified and hurried over.

This is what Fan Zhongtian said, asking Lin Chen to inform his parents.

They entrusted their children to learn martial arts, but they got injured all over their bodies, so they had to explain to their parents what happened.

As soon as they met, Du Fang's mother, Tie Yulan, cried out with great distress: "Oh, my little Du Du, how are you? You love me so much."

The voice was so miserable that it echoed throughout the ward.

I don't know, maybe I will misunderstand whether Du Fang has some terminal illness, which made his family so desperate.

Seeing Fan Mengmeng and Lin Chen with their mouths wide open.

When they heard Tie Yulan address Du Fang, their eyes lit up, as if they had gotten something cool.

Du Fang touched his nose, for some reason, he felt like dying in public.

Du Fang's father, Du Rui, is an elegant middle-aged man, wearing a decent suit and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

From the beginning to the end, from entering the ward to asking about the situation, there was no rush, and there was a feeling of planning.

However, the concerned eyes still betrayed him.

Comfort your parents and show that you are fine.

Du Fang began to be elated, dancing and talking about how mighty and tragic he was today.

Said that this is the hero he dreamed of in his heart, who would save everyone in danger.

One husband is in charge, and ten thousand people are not open!

Tie Yulan looked at the bruises on her son's body, her eyes were flushed, and she was happy to hear him blowing on the side.

It's so angry and funny!

I wanted to beat him up, but I was afraid that he would hurt.

By the time everyone was discharged from the hospital, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

Before leaving, Du Fang's father handed Lin Chen a business card.

Lin Chen took the business card and looked at it, he was slightly taken aback:
"Ninghai Jinrui Law Firm?"

"Gold Medal Lawyer: Du Rui?"

Dare you still a gold medal lawyer?

Du Rui smiled gently, like a spring breeze on his face, and pointed to his business card: "If you need anything, you can find me!"

Du Fang danced and danced all afternoon, and talked about how brave he was.

The other one talked about how Lin Chen made his debut at a critical moment and turned the tide.

Du Rui also accepted this love, so he sent Lin Chen a business card.

Perhaps no one here knows that a favor from him, Du Rui, also has a certain weight.

Lin Chen smiled slightly: "Thank you, Uncle Du."

Saying goodbye to each other, Lin Chen drove the grandpa and grandson back to the martial arts gym, while Du Fang was picked up by his parents.

Back at the martial arts hall, the sky was getting dark.

Lin Chen was about to leave, but Mr. Fan stopped him.

"I wanted to customize a long knife for you, but my old buddy has already washed his hands!"

"This time, I asked for a handful of collections from him with a thick face, and brought them here for you!"

"Come in and have a look!"

Lin Chen's eyes lit up: "Thank you so much, Master!"

After his kitchen knife was damaged, he wanted to buy another one.

Needless to say, this God of Chef brand kitchen knife is really good, and it is very easy to use.

Once he also had the dream of walking the world with a sword like Du Fang.

With a long sword in Tsing Yi, all cauliflower flowers bow their heads for ten miles.

But he is not a cultivator, and he has no so-called sword energy, sword intent, etc.

Zombies in the last days did not allow him to poke around with a long sword.

So the long knife is really a good hand for killing zombies in the doomsday.

He looked forward to it a little, and helped Mr. Fan into the inner courtyard.

On the stone table there was a wooden box.

"That's it, it's in the box, it just arrived today, and I just wanted to inform you, so it happened to me!"

Hearing this, Lin Chen didn't open the wooden box immediately, but asked about today's situation.

Fan Zhongtian shook his head and sighed, "Why else?"

"It's nothing more than fame and fortune!"

"Since I got old, the business of the martial arts hall has plummeted. If it weren't for the support of my boss and my son, my martial arts hall would have closed down a long time ago."

When mentioning martial arts, Fan Zhongtian's eyes were slightly moist.

"I grew up in the martial arts school, and the martial arts school was passed down from my grandfather to my father, and then to me!"

"For this place, I have already taken root, and I can't let it go!
But there is no room for sand in the eyes of the Ji Le Taekwondo Gym. They always feel that our martial arts gym is here, which hinders their eyes. "

The old man became more and more angry and trembling all over: "These taekwondo learners always look at people with their nostrils above their heads.

Self-regard taekwondo as the top class in the world! "

"Humph"

The old man said disdainfully: "If I hadn't been old, I wouldn't have had any part in their madness!"

Seeing Lin Chen's dodging eyes, Fan Zhongtian blew his beard and stared: "You still don't believe it?"

"You have also experienced it today. Their Taekwondo is good against ordinary people, but their footwork is unstable, they always jump up and down, and their weaknesses are exposed!"

"That's true!" Lin Chen thought deeply.

Whether it's Wu Hanwei or Wu Kai, most of their attacks are based on leg power attacks.

It is easy to be caught in the neutral position of the lower body, and one blow is fatal.

"By the way, in addition, their surprise visit today may be related to the upcoming martial arts conference?"

"Martial Arts Conference?"

Lin Chen was dumbfounded!

Is there such a thing these days?

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