Are You Promoting National Art? No, I'm Making Money!

It's a pity that even though Director Li is very strict, he doesn't know anything when he asks three questions, and doesn't say anything useful at all.

But these reporters still tried their best to get a lot of information from the sidelines.

Immediately afterwards.

Articles made up one after another were freshly released and quickly spread to the Internet.

[The abandoned factory in Busan has been blocked, Huaguo Lin Yaozu is suspected to have died with the dark net killers...]

[Shocking case! The number of dead is so large that they can only be taken away by large trucks...

【Director Lee of Busan declares that everything is unknown and everything is unknown】

[At the scene of the tragedy, everyone turned pale.....]

In these articles, a large number of uncertain words such as suspected, possible, maybe, perhaps, etc. are used.

All in all, just one core meaning.

Everything is speculation, but it is very likely that what is written is actually the truth.

Uncrowned King!

These compilations are trivial to them.

After all, it's all about traffic and money.

at the same time.

On Koryo.com, countless netizens began to discuss excitedly because of these articles.

Of course, it's not so much a discussion as a celebration.

: "Hahahaha...that Huaguo dog finally died! He died well, died wonderfully, and died really croakingly. (Korean language)"

: "Run 190 to Koryo to show off his power, he deserves to die in a foreign land. (Koryo)"

: "Blind guess, this dog must have been beaten into a sieve. (Korean language)"

: "I think he was killed by darknet killers immediately after he was broadcast. (Lu Li)"

: "It makes sense, during the live broadcast, so arrogantly provoking the dark net killer, who will die if he doesn't die? (Korean language) Then

: "Happy, happy, this is really the best news I've heard recently. (Korean language)"

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And when these news spread to the Huaguo Internet, it also attracted a lot of attention.

: "Korea news is really hammered, Lin Yaozu is really screwed up."

: "Light up the wax! Light up the wax! Wish him the best of luck!"

: "Hey! I'm a little sad, but Xiaozu has brought me a lot of joy."

: "Damn it! I suddenly remembered something, Lin Yaozu is dead, has his martial arts been passed down?"

: "Indeed! The actual combat is so cool! It can't be lost!"

: "The ultimate martial art museum, isn't there someone else? It should not be lost.

: "Cut! Who knew that the biography (cice) was not passed on? Anyway, I know that he has not officially opened the school to teach apprentices, so he is G."

: "One thing to say, I think if it's lost, it's all due to this guy who's always going out to make trouble."

: "People are dying! Is it useful to argue about this? Let's all light the wax together!"

: "That's right! I'll get some wax too! Lin Yaozu is going all the way."

: Go all the way! Light up the wax! Light up the wax!"

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Because of this, the waxing brigade increased again, and countless netizens began to post icons to mourn someone.

And some Chinese self-media, as well as gossip tabloids, also began to rush to report the news of Lin Yaozu's death.

One thing to say, someone is really useful as a traffic password.

Even the news of death is still hot.

In this way, the news spread more and more widely, and the more it spread, the more true it became, and countless people believed it.

The waxing teams on Huaguo Network also began to spread rapidly.

The bottom of the message on someone's Shaking Hand platform account is already filled with countless small White candles.

That scene was simply breathtaking.

at noon.

In a high-end hotel room.

The warm sunlight shines in from the window, spreads on the luxurious bed, and shines on someone's face.

At this point, Lin Yaozu opened his eyes and let out a tired breath.

"Ahh..."

Slowly got up and stretched.

Get out of bed and stretch your muscles.

The whole person has a lot of spirit.

I came back last night, after cleaning, I fell asleep.

In fact, it is not very tired physically, but a little tired mentally.

After all, this is also the first mass killing, and some discomfort is natural.

However, after a night and a morning of rest, Lin Yaozu feels that he has fully recovered.

And it always feels stronger than before.

In fact, there is no real enhancement, but after passing the psychological level, it can be played more stably.

After a while.

After someone washes up, he picks up his phone.

one o'clock.

50+ missed calls!!!

All from the same person.

Seeing this, dialed back.

"Hey! Third child! What's the matter!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.....master...you're still alive..."

Hearing this, Lin Yaozu has black lines all over his head.

Do you know I'm happy to be alive?

If it wasn't for the vibrato when you speak, and the emotional instability, I must spray you again.

"On the Internet...a lot of people said you were dead...even the news was posted.

"???"

Hearing this, Lin Yaozu couldn't sit still.

"What the hell? That I'm dead? Which bastard made up the rumor?"

"Woooo...... I don't know, but many people post and say so."

"Okay! Don't cry! Do you believe in such rubbish rumors? Is that group of idiots able to kill me? What a joke.

"Oh, I see!"

"That's right! Third, I'll give you a task. Find a team of lawyers and announce all the self-media and news sites that spread rumors about my death."

"No one is spared, all are in place, money is not a problem, no matter domestic or foreign.

yes!"

"Okay, that's it! I'll start a live broadcast later to refute the rumors directly."

After talking, hang up the phone.

Lin Yaozu began to go online to learn about the situation.

Then.

Swear.

"Nimma! Which grandson brought this rhythm."

"Also, what's wrong with this row of White candles?"

"It's a good message board, and it looks like an online spirit.

"Huh?"

"The fighting circle of Sakura Country actually came out to pick peaches?"

"Challenge me!"

"OK!"

"My Lord did as you wished!"

Huaguo, Beihai City, Extreme Martial Arts Museum.

inside the room.

Li Yanran hung up the phone, wiped her eyes, and cheered up again.

She pretended to be nonchalant, went out, and announced the good news she had just learned.

"I have already contacted."

"The curator has nothing to do, he will start a live broadcast to refute the rumors in a while."