From yearning to becoming a mascot in the entertainment industry

He is the consul in China, and he often shows off everywhere by relying on this status.

Over time, he subconsciously thought that as long as he had this identity and did not cause any major trouble, China would not do anything to him.

However, today he never expected that Yun Mu would actually dare to attack him.

He could already feel the blood flowing from his neck.

"Oh? Let you go? What have I done to you? Do you want me to let you go?"

Yun Mu suddenly said this inexplicably.

Just when most people were a little confused.

The person in the field might be in a critical moment, with adrenaline being secreted wildly and his brain working abnormally fast.

He understood Yun Mu's meaning in just an instant.

"No, no, no, Mr. Yunmu didn't do anything to me."

"We were just sparring."

"Yes, sparring."

"The result is that my skills are inferior to others, and I don't blame Mr. Yun Mu."

Hearing this, Yun Mu looked at him with a playful look.

"Oh? Really?"

The man's forehead was already covered in sweat.

"Yes, yes, that's it."

Yun Mu gently put away the Tang sword.

Seeing this, the man's legs suddenly went weak and he knelt on the ground.

The look he gave Yun Mu was filled with fear.

This was the closest he had been to death in all those years.

He never dreamed that Yun Mu would dare to attack him in front of the live camera broadcasting to the whole world.

Yun Mu ignored the man lying limp on the ground.

Instead, he raised the Tang sword in his hand again and showed it to the camera.

The blade is intact, without a single dent or dent.

The entire blade was as bright as new, without a single speck of blood.

Yun Mu pointed at the sword that was broken into two pieces.

"I guess I don't need to say more."

"Everyone can start bidding."

Just a moment after the words fell, the numbers on the big screen showing the auction price began to jump rapidly.

The bidding time this time is obviously much longer than that of Longquan Seal.

After a full 15 minutes, the numbers on the big screen finally stopped.

After the Tang sword auction ended, Yun Mu, with the help of the staff, walked to the audience seats not far away and sat down.

Only then did everyone realize that Yun Mu had really sprained his waist just now.

Before, they thought Yun Mu was deliberately humiliating that person.

rostrum.

The leaders stared at Yun Mu, who was rubbing his waist.

"Has he always been this reckless?"

Lin Xizhen shook his head repeatedly.

Yun Mumang?

Just kidding, even if you call him a dog, you can't say he is reckless.

"Dear leaders, you may not know Yun Mu very well."

"He has a nickname that everyone recognizes."

"Yun Laoliu!"

"His favorite thing to do is to secretly plot against and cheat people behind their backs."

Then he briefly talked about some of the immoral things Yun Mu had done.

"This is the first time I've seen a situation like this."

Then he showed a thoughtful expression.

"It might be related to that person's country."

"This is the first time I've seen Yun Mu so violent."

The leader next to Lin Xizhen suddenly smiled thoughtfully.

"That should be the case."

"Do you remember when the host introduced that the Tachi was derived from the Tang Dao?"

"Yun Mu suddenly spoke up and started to criticize."

While several leaders were talking.

He Jiong and Sa Beining also began to introduce the third lot.

"If the Tang sword just now is something men like."

"Then, the next item is something women like."

As soon as the words fell, a hostess walked into the venue.

She held a tray in her hand, covered with a red velvet cloth, and the third item for auction was on the velvet cloth without any cover.

People sitting in the front row could already see the third lot, and their eyes were filled with amazement.

As for those women, their eyes were already filled with passion.