Wealthy maniac sits on son-in-law

Chapter 290 Martial Arts Director
The coming and going in the scene is exactly the group photo at the end of the venue.

After the venue ended, there was another simple reception, which lasted about two and a half hours.

The whole release started at 10:30, and it's twelve o'clock now.

Its duration, which can last for one and a half hours, is not short.

Now, the organizers of the venue, that is, the major fashion magazines, represent the alliance and are calling for friends.

Taking pictures is very particular, and it is far inferior to the daily so-called magazine blockbusters, which look so glamorous and beautiful.

Before filming, there was a lot of chaos, no doubt about it.

In the distance, there are young actors with blank expressions, and further away, staff occasionally wave.

A young actor who has set foot on the venue has already been considered a success. When this kind of person will take pictures, he must stand in the last row.

An unknown name is just a foil when it comes to this kind of place.

But if it happens that the drama becomes popular and you meet an impressive character, it will definitely be a great success.

Not to mention, even those standing in the front row, artists from various agencies.

They are all well-known girls from well-known brokerage companies across the country.

Zhao Tianyu frowned, and someone beside him signaled.

Seeing the strong man, Zhao Tianyu asked casually.

"Boy, are you disrespectful to Brother Yan?"

Brother Wu Zhiyong's expression was extremely indifferent.

He scanned Zhao Tianyu up and down, and he could actually see some clues.

Zhao Tianyu obviously looked like a thug.

What Hu Zhi said before, in his eyes, he thought it was just a little actor.

This is what he really didn't think of.

There is still a big difference between a young actor and a thug.

"What do you mean?"

Zhao Tianyu pursed his lips.

"Nothing interesting, you have to come with me."

Brother Yong said lightly.

His hand was already on Zhao Tianyu's arm, and he exerted a little force. The meaning is actually very simple. Now Zhao Tianyu has to go if he wants to go, or if he doesn't go, he has to go.

Like a joke.

"Have you figured it out?"

Zhao Tianyu smiled, and looked him up and down again.

This guy has practiced, he reckoned it was Wuzhi or something.

A creature like Wu Zhi can be said to be able to practice beautiful fists and embroidered legs.

It may not be a problem to somersault, but absolutely not to hit someone.

If you talk about routines, it is too far behind routines.

In today's society, no one can play martial arts routines, let alone him.

"Let's go you!"

Brother Yong stretched out his hand and pulled Zhao Tianyu away from the crowd.

Zhao Tianyu smiled and followed him. Soon, the two of them had reached a place where there were few people.

"Boy, there is nothing to talk about. Brother Yan asked me to ask, have you slept with Ding Ling?"

Brother Yong looked threateningly.

"So what if you slept?"

Zhao Tianyu didn't bother to talk to him, how could he bear this kind of threat, in this case, even if he hadn't slept.

I have to say I slept.

"Aren't you looking for a fight?"

Brother Yong was so angry that he vomited blood, raised his hand and blasted at Zhao Tianyu.

Snapped!
There was an explosion sound in the air.

Upon hearing this voice, Zhao Tianyu was stupefied, he can't be judged by his appearance.

He was sure that this guy was a Wuzhi or something.

After he did it, he was sure it was a martial finger.

But after hearing the slap, it is absolutely certain that this is not a martial finger with fancy fists and embroidered legs. This guy definitely has some skills in his hands.

boom!
Another slight burst.

In the next second, there was a crisp sound.

Zhao Tianyu's eyes were wide open, because the vibration was a little shocking, and the next second, he had already closed his eyes.

There was a voice around.

"You guys have also practiced."

clap clap!

The fists collided, and upon hearing the sound, Zhao Tianyu already knew that someone from the special team had appeared.

As a matter of course, the farewell team will conduct safety assessments for his travels anytime and anywhere.

The score standard requirements for its evaluation are a hundred times higher than those of the US president.

This is also normal. The Zhao family, which has almost mastered the right to speak in the world's financial circles, can achieve this level of security, as a matter of course.

Zhao Tianyu opened his eyes, it was Ye Zhou.

"This product is a bit powerful."

Zhao Tianyu said speechlessly.

"It's a character, but he has specially trained breath and put it among ordinary people."

Ye Zhou sneered, meaning that he was an ass in front of the special team.

Brother Yong on the opposite side clenched his fists, obviously in pain, he gritted his teeth slightly, and he could already see the difference in Ye Zhou.

"You also know how to practice Qi?"

Brother Yong was taken aback.

The so-called periosteum is on the outside and the breath is on the inside. The so-called Qi training is actually the vital capacity. Only the vital capacity is not enough, the blood circulation is important.

Just because the light lung capacity is large and the ability of the blood vessels to absorb oxygen is not good, the final result will still not look good.

And when both of them reach their peak state, the physical fitness of martial arts practitioners is quite different from that of ordinary people.

Brother Yong has reached this level.

He is very good at traditional martial arts and modern fighting.

But in reality, his achievements in qi training are almost negligible.

Qi is not something unique to ancient times, even in the current legion battle, there is also the saying of Qi.

The power of qi and internal organs, the power of qi and blood, only when the internal organs and qi and blood are deep enough can the combat power circulate for a long time.

After a long cycle of combat power, random outbreaks can give birth to various new powers.

If this brother Yong really goes to the battlefield, then he is only useful as cannon fodder, and he can be exhausted to death if he is tired.

Not to mention the various ways of expressing the use of combat power in ancient times.

The previous punching seemed simple. It was Ye Zhou's way of using multiple powers in ordinary ancient warfare.

Arbitrary force is nothing more than to subdue the opponent.

"Come on!"

After being surprised, Brother Yong waved his hand.

At the same time as he waved his hand, he immediately forced Ye Zhou again.

Someone forced out behind him.

This guy originally thought that with his own strength, he could easily take care of Zhao Tianyu, but he never expected that another Ye Zhou would come.

All the martial arts behind him have arrived.

He was closer to Ye Zhou, and his punch was amazing.

boom!
In seconds, everyone flew out.

Brother Yong flew upside down, knocking down all the remaining martial arts fingers, and immediately turned his back on his back, making it extremely difficult to see.

"what?"

Brother Yong fell to the ground with shock in his eyes, because this time, Ye Zhou put his hands in his arms and didn't make a move at all.

He felt as if he had hit a wall of air.

"What power is this?"

Brother Yong was completely stupid.

"It's a power you don't know."

Ye Zhou just sneered.

The Zhao family's research on military force has long been out of the ordinary world, and at most it can only be said that it has a scientific explanation.

It's like the Zhao family's technology is ahead of other countries.

Earlier, Ye Zhou had easily restrained Brother Yong, but the group of people behind him came out to back him up.

He had no choice but to move slightly, to forcibly show the power he had never used before.

Naturally, Brother Yong's flying power will be even more astonishing.

"How to say?"

Ye Zhou once again showed a sneer on his face.

(End of this chapter)