I am a funeral anchor, and the one who pays attention to the whole network is scared to death!

"Before I give a formal lecture, if you have any questions, ask them as soon as possible. I don't want anyone to disturb me when I am in class."

As soon as the words fell, a young man sitting in the front row shouted: "Teacher, what's wrong with your face?"

"Yes, teacher, were you beaten yesterday?"

"..."

After the guy asked this question, many viewers immediately asked him.

"Haha."

Xiang Xiaofeng smiled slightly and explained: "Friends in the audience, to be honest, I had some conflicts with my friends yesterday, but!"

"Here today, I want to tell everyone that fighting is a very normal phenomenon. It is an instinctive reaction from the human body. This brings us back to our previous topic. Why can I make money, Mr. Xiang? Two words, bloody!"

"People are not bloody, so you are no different from the walking dead. There were seven or eight people who fought with me yesterday, and they are already living in the ICU. I dealt with it all night last night, so I postponed the start of the class."

"Speaking of which, I have to mention one thing, friends, the pattern!"

"Last night, more than a dozen people maliciously beat me up. Not only did I not sue them, but I also sent them 30 yuan each. Why, think about it carefully."

"I will give 30 to the person who beat me, how much wealth will you get as my students in the future?"

"Understand the applause!"

"it is good!"

"Clap clap clap!"

After the words fell, the audience applauded and applauded continuously.

At this time, someone suddenly shouted again: "Teacher Xiang, what do you think about Brother Funeral paying attention to you?"

"That's right, Mr. Xiang, I came to see you today!"

"Following the funeral brother for so long, this is the first time to visit the site."

"..."

This time, the audience's reaction was even stronger, which caught Xiang Xiaofeng a little off guard.

This is obviously a dream-chasing class, what are you talking about, funeral brother?

"Brother Funeral... Well, it's a very good topic."

Xiang Xiaofeng answered in embarrassment, and in order to ease the atmosphere, he started talking nonsense:

"The funeral brother you are talking about, I am an old acquaintance."

"Why, Brother Funeral can achieve the scale it is today, friends, he is just a small funeral shop, and I have already mastered the tricks in it."

"Come on, there are fans of Brother Funeral, please raise your hand!"

'哗啦啦~'

After the words were finished, more than [-]% of the audience at the scene raised their right hands in unison.

"Okay, very good, put it down first."

Xiang Xiaofeng forced a smile, and asked again: "Who signed up for the dream-chasing class because of Brother Funeral, please raise your hand."

"Brush brush~"

Still the original wave of people, unchanged.

Seeing this scene, Xiang Xiaofeng was instantly stunned.

Good guy... the co-author has become a special session for the funeral army today?

"Okay, put it down, put it down first, Brother Funeral's influence is exactly as I expected." Xiang Xiaofeng squeezed the microphone, not knowing what to say.

At this time, the host on the side smiled and persuaded:

"Friends, since you have spent money and signed up for the Dream Chasing Class, you should cherish this class, otherwise, wouldn't your money be wasted?"

As soon as the words fell, the audience responded positively:

"In life, you have to waste money, understand the applause!"

"It doesn't matter, Brother Funeral will recover it!"

"It doesn't matter. Ono lied to me 500 last time, and I have already refunded it."

"It doesn't matter, crowdfunding people, I bought the back seat for 1800, and it's not a loss at all."

"It's a small loss, but Brother Funeral will make a move."

"..."

Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, Xiang Xiaofeng quickly said:

"Okay, everyone put your hands down first. Since everyone is a fan of Brother Funeral, I will invite him over later and give you a fan meeting."

"Let me ask again, if there are any fans of Mr. Xiang who want to make money with Mr. Xiang, please raise your hand!"

After the words were finished, the audience was silent, and the funeral army began to look around.

"Isn't there really someone here to attend the class?"

"Dug, isn't this Yu Jiangjun? Haven't you yet?!"

"The good show has begun, brothers!"

In the end, everyone found three loyal fans of Mr. Xiang on the left and right sides of the last row.

One has shrimp strings, one has a wise face, and the other has no hair.

Seeing this situation, the dog-headed military commander was also a little bit perplexed: "Brother Yu, the two of us are the only ones who are co-authoring to attend the class?"

"Then there is one more." Brother Yu said, pointing to the bald head on the other side.

"Where is it?" The dog-headed military division looked up, and suddenly his face became excited: "Dug, Brother Yu, this is the guy who beat me!"

With a yell, the dog-headed military division quickly got up, went around behind the seat and chased after him.

"Don't run, you dog!"

If my brother is in trouble, Yu Jiangjun will naturally not stand idly by. After locking on to the target, he directly chases after him.

Seeing this, Gao Xiaochi was stunned for a moment, and soon recognized the dog-headed military division.

Two against one, the hero does not suffer from immediate losses!

Run first!

A chase started like this in the conference room.

On the platform and behind the scenes, the members of the Chasing Wind team were all stunned.

Good guy, there are only three fans here, why are they fighting?

Seeing this scene, the scene was suddenly disturbed, and the members of the Chasing Wind team rushed out to control the scene.

"Zhao Zhiguang! You made me lose my job!"

"Good boy, you are the only one who blackmails my funeral brother every day, right?!"

"Hire a murderer to kill, this is a proper fugitive, brothers, it's time to act bravely!"

As soon as he appeared on the stage, Zhao Zhiguang was recognized by the audience.

Immediately, the crowd rose up, and more than half of the audience rushed forward, asking Zhao Zhiguang for an explanation!

The scene suddenly became a mess, and the scene of chasing dreams also became a scene of revenge.

At this moment, only two people are as stable as Mount Tai, motionless.

"Master, whose fans are we?" Li Shaohui hesitated.

"Belongs to...belongs to a fart!"

Liu Jun came back to his senses, and said anxiously: "Let's fight first, don't kill anyone!"

After speaking, the two quickly got up, one on each side, and stepped forward to stop the dispute.

Li Shaohui's side is fine. Although everyone resents Zhao Zhiguang again, it hasn't reached the point of bloody hatred.

He just pressed Zhao Zhiguang firmly to the ground, without doing too many extraordinary moves.

After all, the cost of beating people is very high these days.

Of course, a few of the sixth sons took advantage of the chaos to take advantage of the chaos.

After Li Shaohui took out his ID, the crowd stopped for a while.

As for Liu Jun, it is more troublesome.

The three of them ran out of the conference room a long time ago, and when he chased him to the corridor, Brother Yu was already lying in a pool of blood.

Two patients beat a lunatic, but of course he was killed instead.

Seeing this, Liu Jun quickly dialed the emergency number, quickly pulled off his short sleeves, briefly bandaged Brother Yu, and then chased after him.

They are already popular, and one can imagine how deep the hatred between the two is. If he doesn't rush out to stop it, people will really die.

Running forward along the only corridor, when he rushed to the end, Liu Jun found the dog-headed military division and Gao Xiaochi who were entangled in the toilet.

"Stop it, I'm the police!"

Liu Jun revealed his identity and wanted to stop the fight.

The dog-headed army division cast a glance, and said quickly: "Leader, it's just in time, this is an arsonist, I have evidence!"

"what!"

Taking advantage of this gap, Gao Xiaochi grabbed the fire extinguisher at the side and slammed it on the opponent's head.

A crisp sound sounded, and the military division of Goudu suddenly had gold stars in his head.

"Gao Xiaochi! Put the things down!"

Only then did Liu Jun recognize the stubble-faced Gao Xiaochi, and was about to step forward to stop him, when Gao Xiaochi pushed the dizzy dog-headed military division into his arms.

Then, Gao Xiaochi ran out of the toilet in a hurry, and ran towards the exit without looking back.

"Damn it, the backing will fall, and no one can rely on it these days!"

On one side are patients who are in urgent need of rescue, and on the other side are first-class meritorious service suspects suspected of two arson cases.

After a short thought, Liu Jun made a choice, and he quickly took out his equipment and asked Xiao Shan for help:

"The report reports that an arsonist was found on the third floor of the salon office. The information is accurate. Please take action immediately."

After the report, Liu Jun carried the drowsy dog-headed military division back to the place where Brother Yu was injured, waiting for medical rescue.

Gao Xiaochi's crime of arson had long been investigated by the Security Bureau, but no trace of him was found.

After receiving the news from Liu Jun, Xiao Shan immediately organized the arrest.

In less than 1 minute, all the exits of the salon rental park were blocked.

People from the police station arrived at the scene 5 minutes later, and people from the Security Bureau were also on their way.

Gao Xiaochi can't escape with his wings.

In the meeting room, taking advantage of the chaos, the Chasing Wind team has already surreptitiously withdrawn.

They were not clean in the first place, so of course the police had to run away when they found out.

At this time, they were already sitting in a bus they had just rented, and they could start the car at any time as long as they were together.

The 48-seat car is enough for [-] people in their team.

"Dig the trough, the alarm is sounding, get out!" the driver looked at Xiang Xiaofeng and said.

"Don't panic, the police are not here to arrest us." Xiang Xiaofeng shook his head and said, "Wait, Xiao Wang, he has my computer."

"You know, what if? It's convenient for you to leave Xiao Wang alone." The driver said anxiously.

After a little hesitation, Xiang Xiaofeng nodded and said, "Okay, drive."

Boom~

The driver quickly put into gear and started, and the car slowly started to move.

However, before the car turned the corner, two familiar figures appeared in everyone's sight.