I collect waste in heaven

Chapter 129
Hot search first.

It was a man-made video.

The protagonist in the video is an old man scavenging. He is standing in front of his tricycle, using mysterious footwork with his feet and shooting with his palms in the air.

There were faint wisps of golden light from his palm.

Suddenly.

A roaring blue dragon suddenly appeared in the video, and the old man slowly closed his palms.

When he noticed someone was filming, he got on his tricycle and hurried away, as if he was afraid of being photographed by others.

At this point the video also ends.

There are already 10,000+ comments under this video, and the number of comments is still increasing by tens of thousands.

The few comments that were pushed to the top were comments from ordinary netizens.

"Are there really any martial arts masters in this world?"

"May I ask if the old man is a descendant of Gang Leader Xiao?"

"Have you ever felt that your strength has improved significantly during this period? Meet here!"

Just these few messages, the number of replies below has 10,000+ people.

Especially the third one.

All the responses below are that I feel stronger than before, or that I feel more agile than before, or that my brain power is better than before.

There is also a poll below this video.

Do you think there are still martial arts masters in this world?

Yes (1745863 people have chosen)

No (37586634 people have chosen)

Not sure, waiting for professionals to answer (15362475 people have chosen)

"Did you see it!"

Liang Zhixin himself has always believed in the existence of martial arts masters in this world, until this video was uploaded, he pinched his waist with his hands as if he had been beaten.

"Don't tell me you didn't! You saw it this time. Martial arts master, stone hammer!"

"It's too mysterious." Qiu Yuankai shook his head, "If there were really masters of martial arts, the world would be in chaos. You have lived for so many years without saying anything else. Have you ever seen anyone know how to do light kung fu?"

"Then what did you say about the old man in the video?" Liang Zhixin frowned.

"Who knows, maybe it's a synthetic image, there are so many jokes now!"

Several roommates said they didn't believe it.

But they all silently took out their phones and watched the number one most searched video over and over again.

"Old five, what do you think?!" Liang Zhixin asked.

"How else can I watch it, of course I watch it on my phone." Turning his head around, Xin Zhao also took out his phone and watched the video on it.

Air out!

It can also be condensed with air.

If this video wasn't synthesized, this old man must at least be a martial artist or above.

Xin Zhao is not a martial artist!

Anyway, he is now an intermediate to advanced martial artist and cannot achieve this level.

The appearance of this video also indirectly dilutes Xin Zhao's popularity.

Xin Zhao was quite happy about this.

This also saves too much heat and affects his life, because he underestimated his popularity.

"Xin Zhao, can you take a picture with me?"

In a restaurant outside the school, Xin Zhao and several roommates were sitting in the seats. From time to time, several female classmates from the school would come to take photos with Xin Zhao.

Facing their expectant eyes, Xin Zhao could only nod in agreement.

Watch as those who get group photos leave.

Several roommates at the table all cried and howled like ghosts.

"I really want to be like Lao Wu."

"Me too!"

"Lao Wu, I envy you."

"Shut up. Even eating meat can't shut your mouths." Zhao Xin gave each of his roommates a piece of braised pork. The roommates all smiled. Liang Zhixin even brought the topic to the number one hot search topic. On the video, "You said that our school's martial arts club is a signal."

"It's enough!"

Qiu Yuankai and the others suddenly said helplessly.

"It's been several hours, why are you still talking about this?"

"Don't you have any interest in these?" Liang Zhixin said seriously, "The pig-head mask hero last time, the folk master this time, and the martial arts club that was suddenly established in our school, don't you think there is any connection between them? .”

"Didn't you say last time that the Martial Arts Club was prepared for those kickers?" Bi Tianze said.

"Yes, don't you still say that if they dare to come to our school, you will deal with them!" Lang Gaoyuan also laughed.

puff.

At this moment, a burst of laughter came from the distance.

"What a bunch of idiots."

"Who the hell are you calling an idiot!" Bi Tianze slapped the table and stood up, and a young man in the distance looked at him disdainfully, "I mean you, what's wrong?"

"They will suffer if they offend Brother Sansheng." The unruly young man's tablemates sneered.

Everyone at Xin Zhao's table followed the sound and looked over.

I saw five men and one woman sitting at the dining table not far away, and the one who stood up was obviously one of the kickers.

"A bunch of idiots!"

"You fucking say it again!" Bi Tianze scolded angrily, and San Sheng also stood up and said disdainfully, "What's wrong with you, you are not convinced, come and hit me? Didn't you say you want to clean us up? I want to see What are you capable of?"

"I rely on!"

Bi Tianze grabbed the wine bottle and was about to go up, but Xin Zhao raised his hand and grabbed him.

"Fifth, let go of me, what are you pretending to be, you brat!"

"Calm down!" At this moment, the owner of the restaurant ran out, "Calm down, everyone is here to eat, why are you making such a fuss, Bi Tianze sit down."

Zhao Xin and the others always come to this restaurant, and the boss also knows them.

Being called out by the boss, Bi Tianze pointed at San Sheng with the wine bottle and wriggled his lips.

"Little brat!"

"Classmate, please sit down too." The boss smiled and walked up. Sansheng raised his hand and pushed him out, "Don't touch me with your dirty hands! Untouchable!"

The owner of the restaurant was pushed like this, and immediately sat down towards the ground.

Just when he was about to fall, Xin Zhao reached out to hold him up.

"Brother Zhao, thank you."

Xin Zhao looked at San Sheng silently from beginning to end, and San Sheng also looked at him mockingly.

"What are you doing, are you unhappy? Is this person your father? You loser!"

"You have the guts to say one more thing!"

In an instant, Qiu Yuankai and the others stood up from the table, holding wine bottles in their hands.

They all know that Xin Zhao has no parents.

Usually, even when calling at home, I would answer the phone behind my back, because I was afraid that Xin Zhao would feel uncomfortable if he heard it.

This kid in front of me dares to say such a thing!
This can be said to have ignited the anger in their entire dormitory.

"Heh, I'm all up, let's do it." San Sheng's eyes were full of disdain, "Come on, I just finished eating and I'm worried about how to digest food, so I'll play with you. Just you humble people, you still have to eat!" Clean us up? If you don't educate and educate you, you really don't know the heights of the sky and the earth."

"Fuck you!" Qiu Yuankai ran up with a bottle of wine. Xin Zhao raised his hand to stop him, "Don't do anything in the store. It's not easy for Uncle Feng to open this store."

After the words fell, Xin Zhao raised his finger and pointed at San Sheng's nose.

"Don't you want to make gestures?"

"Go out, I'll have fun with you!"

(End of this chapter)