The Trainer's Way of Fighting

Chapter 284

Outside the player exit of the Bercy Arena, the reporters had already surrounded the exit, waiting for the princess who conquered the arena today to come out and accept the 'siege' of the Carlos reporters immediately.

Qiao Kui and Cheng Che were also among the crowd.

Tiptoeing to look at the backs of heads blocking the road ahead, Qiao Kui whispered to Cheng Che softly: "It's a little troublesome, there are so many reporters. There are many more than you did at that time."

Cheng Che nodded indifferently. He is not a celebrity, and his popularity has nothing to do with his strength. He doesn't care about how many reporters, fans, traffic, etc. he has.

Although the titles of thousands of people and thousands of people are interesting, let's see if we can get mixed up with them.

"Idiot," Qiao Kui couldn't help but stomped on him lightly, "I want you to figure out how to get Nazi out. Knowing that you are stupid, you have to use your brain more."

Qiao Kui contacted Na Zi just now. She has finished changing and is about to come out.And after taking a shower to relax, Nazi's spirit was relaxed from the tension, but she couldn't concentrate to teleport.

"Well, Fanxin asked where she planned to teleport, wouldn't it be fine to wait for her in another place?" Cheng Che certainly knew now that Nazi had the habit of recording teleportation coordinates everywhere she went.

Qiao Kui shook her head, "No, she's mentally exhausted."

"Oh, that's not difficult." Cheng Che turned his wrist and stretched his hands and feet, "you go outside and let the little fire horse out, and I'll go in and bring out Nazi. Then you two ride horses, and I run, and go into the alley. With cameras and equipment on their backs, these reporters will not be able to catch up with us in the next life."

"Okay," Qiao Kui nodded, then turned and walked out of the crowd.

Although she had a better plan in mind, for the purpose of training Cheng Che, since there was no danger, he came up with a feasible plan, so let's implement it according to this.

It is difficult to squeeze in, but easy to go out.

Suddenly there was a commotion in the crowd, and a man in a hooded sweater held his mobile phone and squeezed forward.

Even if two big men like iron towers stand in front of him, he can easily pull the opponent away, and then step between them with one step, and pull the opponent back to his original position.

"Damn, where is the newcomer paparazzi, who came to take pictures with a mobile phone."

"It's too lacking in quality. It's too late to squeeze ahead. Do you know the rules of the industry?"

When the man came to the front, he was very angry, and kicked him on the calf from behind. The place was narrow and there was no way to avoid it.

I thought I could see the man throwing a dog and chewing mud, but I didn't expect it to be as if he was kicking on an iron pole. Instead, his feet hurt unceasingly.

"Hey, I haven't come out yet," Cheng Che, who squeezed to the front, bent down, brushed his trouser legs with his hands, then tightened the hood of the sweater, turned his head and looked around to confirm the escape route again.

That dude just now was really ruthless. Fortunately, I have practiced before, otherwise I would have given everyone a big gift on the spot.

Send numerous messages to Nazi.

Cheng Che: I put on the hood of my hoodie. I'll take you out later. Don't accidentally injure your allies.

At the exit of the passage inside the door, the figures of Chelia and Nazi appeared in everyone's sight.

Na Zi took out her mobile phone and glanced at it, her face seemed a little puzzled, she lowered her head and sent out a message:? .

Seeing Nazi read his message through the glass, Cheng Che calmly put away his phone, ready to take action for a while.

Not receiving a reply, Nazi pouted, followed Chelia and took a few steps forward.When he raised his head again, he naturally saw Cheng Che who was wearing a sweater hood in the first row outside the door, with the shadow covering half of his face.

"Weird," Nazi laughed lightly.

"What?" Chelia asked sideways.Is she speaking ill of me?

Nazi put the phone back into her trouser pocket, blinked her beautiful almond eyes, "It's nothing! I'm not talking about you."

"whispering sound."

Like a student whose get out of class bell rang, Nazi's pace became brisk, and the sound of her shoes stepping on the floor tiles was full of joy. She quickly passed Chelia and pushed open the two glass doors.

wow——

"Miss Nazi, would you like to join the Knights Battle Castle?"

"Miss Nazi, may I ask if you and Miss Cheria are rivals in love?"

"What do you think of Mr. Cheng Che?"...

Amidst the noise, the mysterious hooded man standing in one of the front rows bent slightly, completely ignoring the strange gazes of the people around him.

Then the thunder suddenly appeared, and the man disappeared from the eyes of others almost immediately, as if the person who was in place just now moved away in an instant, or it was a strange phantom.

The two security guards who were routinely stopped outside waiting to get off work, their eyes dazzled, and they saw a golden electric light flashing between them.

In everyone's camera, a man with his head bowed and half of his face covered by a hood suddenly appeared beside Nazi.

Blocking Nazi's back with his right hand, and stretching out his left hand from her legs, Cheng Che hugged her horizontally in the posture of a princess amidst Nazi's low exclamation.

A security guard mechanically asked in a daze, "Hey, reporters are not allowed to walk over."

"I'm sorry," Cheng Che responded, lowering his head to meet Nazi's eyes, "Hook my neck, and be careful not to let the phone and poke ball fall."

"What are you going to do?" Nazi obediently wrapped her arms around Cheng Che's neck.

The reporters outside were even more excited to block the exit, and the 'encirclement' narrowed slightly, but it was even more impenetrable.

"Tch," Chelia rolled her eyes in the back, "Scatter dog food in public, you guys deal with it yourself, I don't care."

She was the one who dealt with the media before, so she can be regarded as a master.

Cheng Che tilted his head and nodded to show that he knew, the electric energy was instantly directed towards his legs, and reappeared in an instant, but this time the direction was a pillar on the outside of the door.

Tread Tread!Cheng Che stepped on the pillar as if he was on the ground, and then kicked hard, like a cannonball bounced outward.

Her body felt weightless, and her long hair fluttered wildly with the wind. Nazi felt that she was flying, flying over the heads of the crowd at an extremely fast speed.

I don't know how many times I have flown, and it is clear that if I cooperate with the symbol bird to fully open, I can go faster than this speed, but Nazi's heart is beating violently, and I want to scream instinctively, and subconsciously hug Cheng Che, leaning her face into his arms.

Boom!Only about a second later, Cheng Che landed firmly on the ground with Nazi in his arms, and ran forward without stopping.

Although not as fast as before, even with a person in his arms, the speed is far faster than the average person's [-]-meter sprint.

Wow—the crowd was in an uproar and turned around in a panic. Some wanted to take pictures, and some wanted to catch up to dig news.

"Damn! Even Nazi can be robbed?" Wu De, who was hiding in the dark, was taken aback, and with all his strength, he chased after her from a distance.

Outside the gate of the arena, Qiao Kui and Little Fire Horse were already waiting at the gate.After Cheng Che brought Nazi out, the two girls got on their horses, and the three of them quickly drifted away from the reporters who were chasing them.

　I would like to apologize in advance, I have encountered some problems at work recently, and I will be transferred in June, so I don’t have time to secretly write out a chapter during working hours.I used to touch one chapter during the day and one chapter at night, so I wrote two chapters a day.

　　Now you can only code when you go home, so you can only guarantee continuous updates at that time, but it may be a bit difficult to stabilize two updates.

　　After all, writing novels can’t support a full-time job, and fishing for a new position as soon as it is reported must be courting death...

　　After 5 months of hard work, this book has finally entered the state of no manuscripts, and I am really happy.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)