Chapter Four Hundred and Twenty Seventh This Is Mysterious Art
He Shaotian was in pain, and his left eye immediately turned black. Of course, it wasn't over yet, as Hertz jumped on him and beat him violently.
Hertz usually worked out and boxed, but He Shaotian, a second-generation rich man, was kicked to the ground and punched and kicked so hard that he screamed in pain.
"Help! Brother Hao, please help me."
He Shaotian screamed repeatedly. He had been punched more than a dozen times and his face was bleeding.
He Junhao was also ashamed. He walked over to pull Hertz and said, "Mr. Hertz, this is a misunderstanding."
Hertz said angrily: "My wife was beaten like this, and you told me it was a misunderstanding. Were you also involved?"
He Junhao quickly backed away, waved his hands and said, "I didn't fight."
He Shaotian was unlucky. Not only was his car hit, he was vomited all over his body, and finally he was beaten. He was extremely unlucky today.
Chu Hao was secretly surprised and asked: "System, is this an unlucky effect?"
System: "Yes, it's not just the host that's unlucky, it's also the people around it."
Having said that, I feel a little sorry for He Shaotian.
So, Chu Hao took the ashtray on the table and said, "Brother, it's more exciting to use this one."
"Ding... the host added insult to injury and pretended to be cool, and gained 900 points of pretending to be cool."
Everyone: "..."
How shameless!
At this time, you are adding insult to injury. Do you think he didn't die enough?
Both Tang Mo and Yi Qingcheng couldn't help but roll their eyes, but Yi Qingcheng rolled her eyes, she was so pretty, as if she had the charm of a cold goddess.
When He Shaotian saw it, he almost lost his breath and fainted. The ashtray was about the same size as his head. If he smashed it down, wouldn't his head be shattered?
Hertz was also speechless. Seeing that He Shaotian's face was covered in blood after being beaten by him, he stopped immediately. After all, the other party was also the young master of the imperial capital. He just needed to relieve his anger.
The security came, and He Shaotian was finally carried to the hospital.
Everyone looked at Chu Hao in surprise. He just said something would happen to He Shaotian, and something happened immediately. Are you so awesome?
Does Chu Hao really know magic?
Tang Mo walked over and whispered: "Hertz is the chief officer of the establishment of the high-speed rail. If you can win over and help the Yi family, maybe the Yi family will change their minds about you."
In that case, Brother Hao should show his hand again.
Herz was obviously still angry. His wife was beaten into a pig's head. No one dared to approach him for fear of being missed by him.
Chu Hao stepped forward and said, "Let me take a look."
Herz frowned and said angrily: "Mr. Chu, my wife was beaten like this, what do you want to see?"
He was very angry and thought Chu Hao wanted to laugh at him.
Chu Hao said calmly: "Don't you want to see what real mystical art is? I can treat the injuries on your wife's face."
Hearing this, Hertz looked strange. My wife was beaten so hard that her mother didn't even recognize her. This can also be treated. You are not fooling me, are you?
Chu Hao stepped forward, put his hand on the blonde woman's face, and used the healing skill.
"Ding... the host uses healing skills, which consume 100 mana points per second."
The blond woman felt warmth on her face, and the pain subsided a lot. She looked at the big boy in surprise.
However, seeing her husband looking at her in surprise, the woman said, "Darling, what's wrong with me?"
The people around her also had dull eyes, and when they saw Chu Hao's hand letting go, Herz's wife's face had become intact, and her skin was paler than before.
He Junhao was completely stunned and said: "This...how is this possible?"
Herz turned his head, glared at He Junhao, and said: "How is it impossible? Master Chu is a true master of mysticism."
The blond woman was overjoyed and said, "Darling, I...the injury on my face is healed."
Herz nodded sharply and asked quickly: "Master, is this also a mysterious technique?"
Chu Hao put his hands behind his back and nodded slightly.
"what is that?"
Chu Hao said indifferently: "Mortal, even if I say it, you don't understand."
"Ding...the host is cool and cool and pretends to be cool, and gets 900 points of pretentiousness."
It's amazing, this wave of pretense has earned me thousands of pretense points.
Hertz nodded repeatedly. He now regarded Chu Hao as a god.
Furthermore, there is nothing wrong with thinking that this kind of person is aloof. On the contrary, he has great character. This is the real master.
Yi Qingcheng rarely smiled. She found that since Chu Hao appeared, she smiled much more than before, and asked: "Has he always been like this?"
Tang Mo hummed: "No."
Yi Qingcheng said: "You can really pretend! But when he pretends, there is no sense of violation at all."
Tang Mo almost fell. Your description is so apt.
Brother Hao is showing off without any sense of disobedience.
He Junhao is now certain that Chu Hao definitely has a great background. He only needs to know mystical skills and he can treat people instantly.
Herz said: "Master, do you have time to eat? I also want to know more about mystical arts."
Chu Hao said pretentiously: "Sorry, I don't have time."
Herz refused to give up and said: "How about another day?"
Chu Hao said pretentiously: "I won't have time another day."
The corners of Hertz's mouth twitched.
Do you want to be so aloof? You have to know that there are many people here who are eager to have dinner and talk business with him.
"Then...well, where does the master live? I'll visit you another day."
"The sky is the quilt and the earth is the bed. Once you leave this place, the world becomes your home."
It's enough.
There is a limit to showing off, aren't you afraid of being beaten?
When Tang Mo winked and rolled his eyes, did he mean to say that if you eat just one meal, you will die?
Chu Hao then said: "I see that you are a master of sincere mystical arts. This heavenly master is capable of showing you a clear path."
Hertz was so excited that he imitated the ancient Chinese and raised his hands, saying: "Master, please speak."
Chu Hao clasped his hands behind his back and said: "This Heavenly Master sees your face and sees that you have a certain talent for mystical arts. You may wish to become a registered disciple."
This European and American Chinese obviously didn't know what a registered disciple was. Chu Hao said: "It's an apprentice assistant."
Herz was excited and said: "That's great, I do."
"Well, then kowtow!"
The crowd is in a mess, and the person who attracts the attention of the whole audience has subdued them with just a few words, and he still wants to kowtow to you?
Hertz's wife, who has lived in China for several years, said: "Darling, I think it's so magical. You should kowtow as a disciple! This is not shameful, it is the custom of becoming a disciple in China."
Herz nodded. Since his wife had already said it, it was okay for him to bow down as a disciple.
Just as Herz was about to kneel down, he saw Chu Hao wave his hand, and his inner energy turned downwards. There seemed to be something dragging him under the opponent's feet, preventing him from kneeling down.
Chu Hao said pretentiously: "That's all I want. You are not yet an official disciple, you are just an assistant apprentice."
Hertz was shocked. His feet were lifted up by a force just now. Now he is even more convinced that Chu Hao is the legendary divine figure.
Next, it was much simpler. Under Chu Hao's introduction, Herz and Yi Qingcheng started talking. Cooperation between the two parties was already a done deal.
Others were disappointed. The party went on as usual. Everyone wanted to make friends with Chu Hao, but they found that no one could stand that guy looking at people with his nostrils.