On Weibo.
At this moment, it had already exploded.
He yearned for this scene in the live broadcast room.
It was directly cut out and posted on Weibo.
Immediately, Weibo was in an uproar.
Zhang Chen had crushed the iron lock.
It went straight to the trending list on Weibo.
"Shocking! The hundred-year-old man crushed the solid iron lock with his bare hands!”
"A suspected martial arts expert has appeared!"
"Really? It can't be a gimmick, right?"
"Listening to their bragging, how could a hundred-year-old old man crush an iron lock?”
"It's obvious that the program team is trying to create a gimmick.”
Some people looked disdainful and remained skeptical.
They did not believe this matter and suspected that it was a hype from the program team.
However, there were even more people.
He believed that it was true.
They had all watched the live broadcast.
No matter how one looked at it, that iron lock was solid.
If it was a plastic lock.
He definitely wouldn't be able to stop Teacher Huang.
Moreover, Zhang Chen's identity was definitely not ordinary.
The thousand-year-old agarwood king, which was worth tens of billions, was used as a bed.
He also had the extinct Dunklehurst fish as a pet.
The Augustus Cactus Flower was also casually placed in the vase by Zhang Chen.
Now, this mysterious old man.
Was it strange that he could crush the iron lock with his bare hands?
For a moment.
He yearned for the popularity of the live broadcast room.
It was getting higher and higher.
Everyone was curious about Zhang Chen's identity.
……
At the entrance of the warehouse.
"Great-grandfather, is your hand okay?”
Zhang Zifeng ran to Zhang Chen's side.
She squeezed Zhang Chen's hand.
He saw that there was no wound on his hand.
He heaved a sigh of relief.
Huang Lei took the iron lock from Peng Peng's hands.
He weighed it in his hand.
It was heavy.
It was definitely a real iron lock.
Then, he raised his head and looked at Zhang Chen.
His mouth slowly widened in shock.
"Old Master, did you just…crush this with your bare hands?”
"Is there?" Zhang Chen blinked innocently.
Then, under everyone's gaze,
She secretly hid her hands behind her back.
"I just touched it, I didn't expect it to be so weak,"
"I didn't even use my strength before it split open.”
Hearing Zhang Chen's words, the live broadcast room burst into laughter.
"Hahaha, why didn't you do anything?”
"The old master said that he didn't do anything with such a deep fingerprint.”
"Is it very…very difficult to crush a two-jin metal chain with your bare hands?”
"I crushed it, but not completely.”
"Old Master is too funny. Are you serious when you retract your hand?”
"I feel that the old man really knows martial arts.”
……
"Oh, I know. Great-grandfather, you must have practiced the Iron Palm.”
Peng Peng seemed to have thought of something.
He suddenly asked excitedly.
"Iron Palm? I haven't practiced it before." Zhang Chen shook his head.
"Then you must have practiced Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!”
Zhang Chen shook his head.
" That's the Nine Yin White Bone Claw!"
Zhang Chen was speechless.
"Heavenly Mountain Plum Splitting Hand?"
"Eight Desolates and Six Directions Supremacy Palm?"
“……”
"I want to make a move."
Zhang Chen's expression was a little dangerous.
He Jiong quickly pulled Peng Peng back.
She covered his mouth.
He was afraid that Peng Peng would continue asking.
He would end up in the next stone lock.
"Old Master, have you practiced martial arts before?”
Star Art's question was quite reliable.
"Yes." Zhang Chen nodded.
"I learned a little bit of martial arts. In my era, those who came out to wander the martial arts world had to have some skills.”Zhang Chen said.
Everyone nodded in agreement.
A hundred years ago, it happened to be the period of chaotic warfare between warlords.
At that time, if people didn't have some real martial arts, they really wouldn't be able to live until now.
However…
The few of them lowered their heads and looked at the shattered stone lock in their hands.
This was just a three-legged cat.
This was too exaggerated…
Before Wang Zhengyu could react, he directly entered the five buckets of rice warehouse.
Everyone exclaimed.
The resources inside were too abundant.
"Look up there. Chicken, duck, fish, and meat are all hanging.”
"Come, Peng Peng, eat a pear."
"Star Art, take this pot of strawberries away. Let Younger Sister Zi Feng eat it later."
"Teacher He. Take the chicken away. I'll make chicken soup for the old man tonight.”
The moment he entered.
Huang Lei was like a fish in water.
Her face was smiling like a flower.
Just as Huang Lei stuffed the two bottles of beer into his pocket.
Wang Zhengyu hurriedly ran over.
"Teacher Huang, we haven't opened it yet.”
Wang Zhengyu smiled bitterly.
As he spoke, he snatched the beer from Huang Lei's pocket.
Who would have thought that?
He had locked the door well.
It was an iron lock as thick as a pinky finger.
He had thought that it would be flawless.
Who knew that this old man Zhang Chen was so powerful?
He broke the lock.
"Oh! Isn't this Director Wang? I haven't seen you poop like this in a while!"
"How did I get in if you didn't open it?”
Huang Lei teased.
He avoided Wang Zhengyu.
She pushed him out.
He also instructed Peng Peng to take more things.
"Teacher Huang is indeed Teacher Huang."
"As expected of Teacher Huang."
"The production team never expected that they could defend against Teacher Huang, but not Great-grandfather.”
"Hahaha, great-grandfather, yyds.”
The two sides played for a while.
In the end, it was Teacher He who stepped forward to smooth things over.
After all, the show still had to be broadcast live.
If they were to casually enter a warehouse with five bushels of rice…
It would definitely be detrimental to the program's subsequent flow.
Huang Lei also understood this logic.
Therefore, after teasing Wang Zhengyu for a while.
He planned to leave the five buckets of rice warehouse.
"Old Master, look. If you want to eat anything, just tell me. Let's not do it ourselves."
Before leaving, Director Wang Zhengyu placed a plate of strawberries on the table.
He obtained it in Little Sister Zi Feng's hands.
Then, he turned to Zhang Chen and pleaded.
"That's right, great-grandfather. You shouldn't do this next time.”
"It won't be good if you get injured later."
Zhang Zifeng hurriedly said.
Even she was shocked by what the old man had done just now.
"Hahaha, I'm not worried about great-grandfather, I'm worried about Suo Tou.”
"The director is afraid that if great-grandfather continues like this, the iron locks at the village entrance will not be enough!”
"Hahaha, Little Sister Zi Feng is too cute. You're still worried about great-grandfather's hand."
"Great-grandfather, are you lacking a great-grandson-in-law?”
The comments were very lively.
"Alright! If you don't make a move, then don't make a move." Zhang Chen waved his hand indifferently.
"My dear granddaughter, next time you want to eat something, tell great-grandfather.”
Zhang Chen looked at Little Sister Zi Feng with a face full of affection.
"Let's not take it here. This Wang brat is too stingy.”
After saying that, Zhang Chen glared at Wang Zhengyu.
"Yes, yes. You're right."
Great-grandfather saying so, Little Sister Zi Feng smiled bitterly and nodded in agreement.
However, when she left, she secretly apologized to Wang Zhengyu with her eyes.
Zhang Chen finally left.
Wang Zhengyu took a deep breath. He was finally relieved.
Old Master Zhang Chen's arrival had greatly increased the program team's traffic.
Moreover, she was living in his house.
He really couldn't do anything to him.
As long as Zhang Chen didn't attack the small warehouse himself.
He was already very satisfied.
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