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The first thousand two hundred and sixty-one chapters do not know whether to laugh or cry

In Yanjing today, the three words Han Sanqian are almost everyone know, so when these people heard Han Sanqian's words, they were obviously stunned.

As apprentices at the martial arts school, they naturally know more about what the three words Han Sanqian mean. Moreover, their owner also said that this year's Wuji Summit will definitely be Han Sanqian's crown, and he also has a very high evaluation of Han Sanqian, saying that Han Sanqian is the most talented martial arts person in recent years.

Just a praise or evaluation of one or two museum owners is nothing, but now almost all martial arts museum owners think so, which has led to the title of Han Sanqian being pushed to the supreme position. Not only are there many women outside the martial arts world who like Han Sanqian, but many martial arts home apprentices regard Han Sanqian as their idol. They often fantasize that they have Han Sanqian's strength, thus affecting the entire martial arts world of Yanjing.

For example, among this group of people, there are Han Sanqian's followers.

It’s a pity that they are not qualified to watch the game on site as apprentices, so they don’t know what Han Sanqian looks like. Even if the deity appears in front of them, they don’t recognize it.

"Oh, boy, you won't say that you are Han Sanqian, are you?" The person who spoke looked at Han Sanqian with a sarcastic look. Although this guy is similar to Han Sanqian, in his eyes, he didn't think that the person in front of him was Han Sanqian's original deity.

How could Han Sanqian, who shines at the Wuji Summit, be a kid who looks ordinary?

"I don't want to cause trouble, I advise you not to mess with me, otherwise, no matter what force you are behind you, I will make you regret it." Han Sanqian said coldly. If there was another opportunity, Han Sanqian might not have been scruples with them, but just got out of Wu Xin's car, Han Sanqian was very unhappy. He witnessed with his own eyes that a woman had such a big change due to money, and even shamelessly thought that Han Sanqian owed her. In this situation, anyone would probably not be in a good mood.

When the person who spoke saw that Han Sanqian was so rude, he was also angry and pushed Han Sanqian directly and said, "Do you know that Han Sanqian is my idol? How dare you cheat me in the name of my idol? I said, what are your intentions?"

Hearing such a question, Han Sanqian was a little amused.

"Have you not seen the Wuji Summit among you?" Han Sanqian asked helplessly. As long as someone has watched the game, someone will definitely recognize him.

Unfortunately, these people are just new members of a martial arts hall. Not to mention attending the Wuji Summit, they are not even qualified to go outside the venue.

To some extent, they are unable to attend the Wuji Summit because of their identities. If they admit this, it would be somewhat embarrassing.

So at this time another person jumped out and said, "Of course I've been there, but it's a pity that the person I saw on the ring was not you."

"Boy, someone will expose you now."

"See how you pretend, you dare to say that you are Han Sanqian, and you are not afraid of stumble on your tongue."

"Say, you have done something shameful with my idol's name. Today I want to teach you a lesson for your idol, who is ungrateful."

A group of people were in a state of great momentum, and Han Sanqian's head hurt.

In a sense, they do not want anyone to use his name to deceive him for their own good.

But they didn't even know the original deity, and just said that they were Han Sanqian's fans, which was too nonsense.

"Where is your owner, I know him. It's better to let him come out to deal with this matter. Don't hurt yourself because of unnecessary misunderstandings." Han Sanqian was so angry that he turned into helplessness. After all, he was his own fans, so he couldn't really hurt them.

"Our master, how can you, a liar, see me as soon as you want," the man accused him sternly.

Generally speaking, even people from the martial arts hall cannot be surrounded by groups in martial arts uniforms. They may have gone to somewhere to train. Since it is training, they will never be a group of ordinary disciples.

Han Sanqianchao looked around and saw that at this time, another group of people wearing martial arts uniforms were coming from afar in the street, and they were obviously older than the guys around them, which meant that they had higher qualifications in the martial arts hall.

This is good news for Han Sanqian. As long as someone among the group knew him, this matter could be solved without fists and feet.

"Are those seniors from your martial arts hall?" Han Sanqian said, pointing to the group of people who were slowly approaching.

"Are you stupid? This kind of question is also a question. Can't you see us wearing the same martial arts uniform?"

Han Sanqian couldn't help rolling his eyes. It was really a headache to deal with these novice guys.

"You go and ask them who I am, maybe it will open the door to a new world for you." Han Sanqian said.

Seeing that Han Sanqian was not blushed or gasping, nor did he look like he was lying, the person who was talking began to feel a little scared. Could he be Han Sanqian really?

Moreover, with the senior from the martial arts hall, you can indeed ask about the identity of the boy in front of you. If he was not Han Sanqian, it would be better if these seniors taught him a lesson.

The man trotted all the way to the seniors. In addition to the senior brothers, their master, the owner of the museum, was also present.

"Master, what should we do when we meet a fake guy who claims to be Han Sanqian?" the man asked to the master.

When the master heard this, he was a little surprised. Although Han Sanqian's current name is very famous in Yanjing, he was obtained entirely by his strength. Even if he had to pretend to be him, he had to have a certain strength. Ordinary people with a little brain could not do such a thing.

"Hurry, take me to see." The master said. The reason why he was so anxious was because he thought that it was impossible for someone to pretend to be Han Sanqian for no reason. It was very likely that Han Sanqian was really Han Sanqian, but these idiot disciples didn't know Han Sanqian at all.

When he trotted all the way, when he came to Han Sanqian, the owner was stunned.

He has watched every game of Han Sanqian, so he has a deep impression of Han Sanqian. And the person standing in front of him is not Han Sanqian, who else can it be?

Just when the owner was stunned, the disciple spoke to Han Sanqian, "My master has arrived. I advise you to admit your identity. Otherwise, you should not leave easily today. Pretend to pretend that a strong man like Han Sanqian is, and don't look at what he is."

The owner of the museum was numb. This kid was really ignorant of life and death. He dared to talk to Han Sanqian in this tone!
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