Live Broadcast: My Identity As A Fairy Cultivator Was Exposed By My Great-Granddaughter

As a witness, Chen Xining was completely stunned. The bodyguards in front of her were well-trained, and their physique was not comparable to that of ordinary people!

But even so, she still couldn't believe that these few people would be kicked by her ancestors, and it was all, all!

Do you believe it? An old man over one hundred and fifty years old was able to kill these people in seconds!

But the next moment Chen Xining hurriedly reacted, just about to run out to check the situation, the ancestor suddenly spoke.

"You don't have to look, you can't die!" Chen Ming leisurely continued to drink tea.

"Good tea, Xiao Xi is good at craftsmanship."

This scene also completely shocked the Hao family three in the stairwell on the second floor.

Hao Ren opened his mouth in shock, half turned his head and asked Hao Manning, "You said this old man is Xiao Xi's great-grandfather? Dear?"

Hao Manning swallowed hard, "Ang! Dear."

Yesterday she also watched the live video, and naturally knew that the old man might have practiced, but she could not have thought that the old man could be so fierce!

And she knows better that these are the bodyguards selected by the old man from the veterans!

But in front of the old man, that's it... It's hard to say!

"If I remember correctly, Xiao Xi's name is Chen Xining, and his last name is Chen?" Hao Ren said.

"Nonsense, isn't Chen Xining's surname Chen or Xi!" Hao Manning was speechless. What the old man said was a well-known wealthy businessman in Kyoto, so...

"My God! This, this...impossible! Isn't it really him?" Hao Ren continued, "How old is the old man?"

"Didn't you ask before?"

"He didn't say, only that at that time the Emperor Braid would call him a teacher."

"Then I didn't run away, the old man is more than one hundred and fifty." Hao Manning replied.

As soon as the voice fell, Hao Ren was already busy running downstairs, and the scene of the old man kicking flying just now was a panoramic view of the forgotten live broadcast room.

The old man's various show operations had already shocked them yesterday, coupled with the new masses brought by the various original video push streams, they have been amazed.

In this way, more than 6 million viewers online in the live broadcast room fell once again!

"I'll go, this old man is usually so fierce?"

"How would I know."

"Have you seen it clearly?"

"Look at it clearly, the man... flew away!"

"No, I mean you can see how the old man made the move?"

"I didn't see clearly, I saw a black wind flashing by, and then the old man appeared in front of the group of bodyguards. The next second they flew out, and then the old man suddenly returned to the sofa to continue drinking tea."

"Bodyguard: Then I fly?"

"Who is so special at the beginning said that the old man was hanging Wia yesterday, and I said that the old man must have practiced, and I saw my scalp tingling in these two moments!"

"All major short video apps are very popular, and I don't believe in the series of operations yesterday."

"Don't say it, this kick must be called a special effect again."

"God's f*ck special effects, live online, you tell me this is a special effect, you can get one for me to see."

"Hahahaha, I'm so ridiculous, these gangsters!"

"Yesterday, the old man jumped on the second floor and someone lifted the bar. Even an extreme athlete can't jump five meters with the explosive power of a single step, let alone this old man who looks like a sixtieth year."

"This world is so special. There are always people who look at the world from their own point of view. They don't know that he is a clown. Don't the masters in the folk know?"

At this time, during the lively discussion in the live broadcast room, Hao Ren had already arrived on the first floor. He first checked the bodyguard's injury, and after he was sure that it was OK, he came to Chen Ming and just appeared in the live broadcast room.

"Hey, this uncle is so familiar, where he seems to have seen it?"

"This seems to be the rich man in Kyoto, Hao Ren, worth tens of billions."

"Fuck, I remember when you said that, Hao Ren seems to be a member of Weiyang's trade union."

"Weiyang Trade Union, is the trade union of the highest institution in China?"

"Yes! As the top leaders of the four major families, Hao Ren is also one of them."

"I'm going for it. I didn't expect that boss Xiao Xi has such a strong background, and he has gained a lot of knowledge!"

"Unexpectedly, I can see a real person in this live broadcast room. I can only see him speaking on TV. I didn't expect to see this kind of explosive news. It was recorded!"

"But if the old man is his bodyguard, shouldn't it be a problem?"

"Why didn't you tell me earlier, the old man might be in trouble."

Even Chen Xining’s list number one spoke, “It’s a showdown. I’m an employee of the Hao Group and I’ve met Chairman Hao. Anyway, he’s not a persimmon.”

"Yes, yes, there are other Weiyang labor unions. I heard that it was founded by the God of War of China, but then the God of War didn't know where to perform the tasks, and the Union of Weiyang became extremely domineering."

For a while, everyone in the live broadcast room was sweating for Chen Ming.

Hao Manning also followed. She worried that her father would anger Chen Ming and hurriedly said, "Ancestor, are you all right? Are you injured?"

"It's okay, I'm fine." Chen Ming put down his teacup and looked up at Hao Ren. "Your man? It's noisy, it's something to control!"

On the contrary, Hao Ren did not answer Chen Ming, but glanced at Chen Ming again. He watched it repeatedly, and then kept reminiscing about the photos in the room just now.

At this time, he became more and more sure that the old man in front of him must be the person in the photo. Although the skin of a cat will change, the expression in his eyes is impossible to change.

Seeing that the tea in Chen Ming's cup had been drunk, he immediately picked up the teapot, and under the gaze of more than five million people in the live broadcast room, he bent over and pouring tea respectfully to Chen Ming. Only half of his fingers were left when the cup was about to overflow. Stop pouring tea at the joints.

"The eyesight of the subordinates is not good, and it disturbs the old man to drink tea, please!"

At this moment, the live broadcast room has become a bombing zone. On the other side of the network cable, all netizens grew their mouths in shock and their jaws dropped.

"I'm not mistaken! Hao Ren, a rich man in Kyoto, a member of the Weiyang Trade Union, pours tea for the old man! What's wrong with him in this world?"

"I'm stupid, I'm dumbfounded!"

"Brother, you are not alone!"

Chen Ming did not pick up the teacup, stared at Hao Ren, and said, "Do you know me?"

Hao Ren was stared at restlessly, and hurriedly answered, "My dear Hao Ren, a member of the Weiyang Trade Union, currently works for the Ye family."

"Ye family?" Chen Ming leaned back on the sofa, searching for relevant memories in his mind, and suddenly said, "Ye Fan?"

Hao Ren's body became stiff, he didn't dare to call Ye Fan's name directly, because Ye Fan's fame is a resounding presence in China, and the Weiyang Trade Union was founded by him under his leadership.

"Man Ning is your daughter?"

Hao Ren nodded.

"Ha, it turned out to be that stinky boy. In this way, Man Ning should call me an ancestor, indeed!"

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