The Era of National Martial Arts

It happened to be when Feng Yaotian checked Xu Zhen's body.

"Jumping into the Yellow River won't clean it up now, what a fucking motherfucker."

Xu Zhen didn't know how to describe his mood anymore, he wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Li Yang, where did you get this picture?"

Xu Zhen quickly dialed Li Yang's phone number and asked hurriedly.

Li Yang said with a smile: "Hey, you are a celebrity in the first place, who in Anshi doesn't know you, and now you're here, and the media doesn't want to report it?

However, Xu Zhen, you have a strong taste, who is that old man? "

"Are you itchy?"

Xu Zhen gritted his teeth and said, "Do you want me to come over and loosen your muscles and bones? It just so happens that I have practiced a new exercise these few days. Let's practice together?"

"Hehe, no need, how about helping Secretary Yi these few days?"

Li Yang laughed dryly and declined.

"Free coolies, and help? To put it nicely, beautiful women like to lie to honest people like you, and you're so stupid."

Xu Zhen's mouth was also damaged, and he curled his lips and said.

"Xu Zhen, I want to break up with you!"

Li Yang was so angry that he could still fantasize about it.

Xu Zhen's words completely shattered his daydream.

No wonder Li Yang became angry from embarrassment!

"Okay, I won't chat with you anymore."

Xu Zhen was still anxious to see how far yesterday's incident had been reported, so he hung up the phone decisively.

"Humph!"

Li Yang snorted coldly. He was going to ridicule Xu Zhen, but he didn't expect to be turned into an army, so he always felt bad.

After hanging up the phone, Xu Zhen opened the major news software and checked it.

"Sure enough, all of them!"

Seeing that all major news outlets were reporting this matter, Xu Zhen really didn't think it was a big deal.

The ability of the media to fabricate false news is really not covered.

"I have to write down which news and which writers wrote it, and I will definitely give them a good beating in the future."

Xu Zhen squeezed the phone, with an angry expression on his face, and said viciously.

Don't say that Xu Zhen is confused, Feng Yaotian is probably more confused than Xu Zhen.

Early in the morning, when Feng Yaotian opened the door, he was startled.

A group of people stood at the door.

Thought he had been discovered.

=== Chapter 155 Confused ===

Feng Yaotian looked at the pile of long guns and short cannons outside, and couldn't help taking a step back.

"Ahem, what are you doing?"

After all, Feng Yaotian is also a person of status, but he has kept a low profile these years, so he will not be frightened by the media.

In fact, the eyes of these reporters were full of thirst for knowledge, as if they wished to be swallowed alive by him.

"Hi, I'm a reporter and I want to interview you."

A reporter held out the microphone and said with a smile.

This is considered to have stabbed a hornet's nest.

Before Feng Yaotian could react, rows of long guns and short cannons fell in front of him.

"..."

Feng Yaotian still doesn't know what happened.

How come there are so many reporters all of a sudden?

"Hehe, I'm a bad old man, what can I do for an interview?"

Feng Yaotian laughed, half-truth.

"Excuse me, do you know Xu Zhen?"

The reporter asked with a strange look on his face just now.

This Xu Zhen is really heavy taste.

This bad old man is too rough!

It's just that this matter has nothing to do with him, he just needs to get first-hand information.

"..."

Feng Yaotian frowned. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't remember who Xu Zhen was. He glanced at the reporter, shook his head and said, "Xu Zhen? I don't know him!"

"..."

All the reporters looked at each other.

Another female reporter's eyes were almost glistening, and she said, "You don't know Xu Zhen?"

Feng Yaotian frowned and said, "Is he famous? Should I know him? If I want to know someone, I need your consent?"

These words, Feng Yaotian said without politeness.

There are not many people in this world who can make him polite.

"Forehead!"

The reporters were speechless, so they could only prompt: "You don't know that young man from yesterday?"

"Oh... You said that kid."