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Chapter 37 Don’t forget your original intention
"Sorry, there's a bit of a traffic jam on the road."

The helicopter's propellers made a "thump thump thump" sound, stirring up a strong wind.

The wind blew up everyone's clothes.

It also messed up their brains.

They just watched helplessly as Xiao Yu, carrying a big black bag, slid down using the rope thrown out by the helicopter.

"Plop" sound.

Landing on the ground.

Looking up, Xiao Yu waved his hands upwards, and the helicopter immediately flew away with a roar.

The scene returned to silence.

"I'm really sorry to have kept Ge Wei waiting for so long." Looking around and clasping his hands, he noticed Chen Banxian who was still squatting in horse stance.

"Grandpa?"

"..."

"Are you here to take a shit?"

"...F***!" Chen Banxian suddenly healed himself, jumped up, and slapped Xiao Yu on the head: "How dare you call me grandpa?"

"boom!"

Xiao Yu remained indifferent.

Chen Banxian immediately knelt down with his hands covered.

"Grandpa, are you okay?" Xiao Yu scratched his itchy forehead.

"Is there a steel plate in your brain?" Chen Banxian gritted his teeth and trembled.

"Aunt, you're here too?" Xiao Yu helped Chen Banxian, who was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, up and looked at Xiao Guanguan: "I told you to go home and wait for me."

"...Xiaoyu, why don't you reply to my quick messages?"

"I'm sorry to have made you worry. We'll explain it to you when we get home."

Xiao Guanguan hesitated: "Then...the plane..."

"We'll talk about it when the time comes."

During the conversation between the two.

The people who had been waiting for the computer to crash gradually came to their senses, and the scene immediately became chaotic. Everyone rushed forward frantically.

"Xiao Yu!"

"Xiao Yu, fuck!"

"Fuck Xiao Yu!"

"Here it comes. This time it's really here."

"Fuck, I came here by helicopter? Huh?!"

"This way of appearing..."

"Xiao Yu! Look here! Hey!"

"Make way, please make way, thank you."

"Stop pushing! What the hell is that thing that's hitting my butt?"

"Brothers! We got it! That's Xiao Yu! Can you see it clearly?"

"Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu..."

"Master Xiao Yu, I love you! Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ..."

The police officers on both sides of the boxing gym's parking lot reacted belatedly and rushed forward to maintain order.

"Don't push! Back off!"

"Don't go forward..."

"Uncle, let me touch it. Just touch Xiao Yu."

“A good dog stays out of the way!”

"Xiao Yu! Ah! Let me pass! I want to fuck him!"

"Liar, look at the arrow!"

"Whoosh-"

A plastic bottle half filled with water was thrown from the chaotic crowd and hit Dafei on the head.

There was a muffled "pop" sound.

Dafei: “…”

Inside the boxing gym, many short video bloggers didn't even bother to buy tickets. They scrambled over to take pictures of Xiao Yu while interacting with fans in the live broadcast room.

"Xiao Yu is here."

"Yes, the master you want to see."

"Master, what technique are you going to perform today?"

"Xiao Shen, can you and Zhang Ying? My fans like you very much."

"The scene is so hot, my family. Big internet celebrity. Big internet celebrity Xiao Yu."

"This is the master's face, this is the master's nose, this is the nose hair... Hey, master, please don't hide..."

Compared to these bloggers, the reporters, photographers, and hosts in the museum were much quieter, just standing there silently, taking pictures, or observing.

"Stomach cutting, be quiet. Stop crowding." Using one hand to block the zombies that kept approaching, Xiao Yu grabbed the microphone that Da Fei hung on his waist and blew into it: "Hoo-hoo! Hello? Hello? It works. Stomach cutting. Stop stomach cutting for a moment, it's a bit out of control. Stop crowding."

"Whoosh-"

Another can was thrown from the crowd and hit Dafei on the head.

“Dang~” This time it was much crisper.

Dafei: “…”

"Don't throw things around, listen to me, be quiet! Be quiet!" Xiao Yu raised his hand and called: "Cut the stomach, I understand everyone's excitement when seeing their idol. But..."

"Snapped!"

Xiao Yu: "...Who threw the firecrackers?"

Da Fei reached out and pulled out a strand of burnt hair that was still covered in smoke: "Who threw the firecracker?"

……

About fifteen minutes later.

With the support of additional police officers, the crowded crowds in front of the Dafei Boxing Gym and on the entire street gradually calmed down.

The iron railings were also re-erected.

In order to prevent the "population density" from increasing further, the sheriff in charge of the scene ordered on the spot to close all entrances on both sides of the street.

You can only go out, not in.

And drive away any "tourists" who cause trouble.

Especially the one who said "A good dog doesn't block the road", and got directly into the luxury chartered car.

What awaits him is definitely trial by bayonet and severe punishment through the back door...

"Grandpa." Looking around at the people who had quieted down, Xiao Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Chen Banxian: "Look how popular I am now. These are all my fans."

"Should I praise you?" Chen Banxian covered his right hand which was still aching, his face turning black.

"Aunt, did grandpa bring the electric drill?" Xiao Yu suddenly asked Xiao Guanguan.

“No…I didn’t bring…”

"Oh. Then you can praise me."

"...Xiao Yu, do you just want to piss me off to death?"

"No."

"What happened to that helicopter just now?"

"I'll tell you when I get home."

"Do you just want to piss me off to death?"

"No."

"What happened to that helicopter just now?"

"I'll tell you when I get home."

"Do you just want to piss me off to death?"

"No."

"What happened to that helicopter just now?"

"I'll tell you when I get home."

"are you……"

On the side, Da Fei, who had been ignored for a long time, walked up silently and patted Xiao Yu on the shoulder: "You two can play later. Have you forgotten why you came here? There are so many people here."

"Oh." Xiao Yu handed the microphone back: "Thank you, buddy."

Dafei: “…”

Da Fei: "I am Da Fei. Have you forgotten me?"

"Da Fei?" Xiao Yu was surprised and looked him up and down: "Ah... Sorry I didn't recognize you, what kind of hairstyle do you have?"

"Since you're here, when will the challenge begin?" Da Fei went straight to the point.

"Anytime." Facing Dafei, Xiao Yu patted his chest calmly and said three words: "It's up to you. I don't care."

"Okay." He bent down, turned sideways, and pointed at the gym: "Then let's do it now, please."

"Quick! Get in quickly!"

"Let's go, let's go."

"Hurry up! Don't block the door..."

The bloggers who were gathered in front of the boxing gym hurriedly crowded back into the gym.

"Fighting inside?" Xiao Yu asked.

"if not?"

"Then people outside won't be able to see us." Xiao Yu stroked the stubble on his chin.

All his actions during this period of time were for the sake of fame. Only when his fame reaches a global level can he easily expose his strength, and then subvert the three views of all mankind and rule the world from a spiritual level...

So there are fewer audiences, which is not good.

"There are too many people. There's nothing we can do." Da Fei spread his hands. "Look at this street. There are tens of thousands of people, right? How can they squeeze in? Let them watch the live broadcast outside."

"That... is fine." Turning back and glancing at the people who were staring at him eagerly, Xiao Yu picked up the big black bag and said to Chen Banxian and Xiao Guanguan, "Since we are here, you can all go in as well."

"Wait a moment, come here." Chen Banxian's face was uncertain: "I want to tell you something."

"Let's talk inside." Xiao Yu took the lead and walked towards the door of Dafei Boxing Gym under the gaze of everyone.

"Don't move." The dusty staff member held his neck and stretched out his hand to stop him: "Buy tickets. Six thousand eight."

Xiao Yu: “…”

Dafei: “…Are you crazy?”

……

(End of this chapter)