Sister Zhou stared at the departing figure for a long time in shock. She even forgot to turn off the live broadcast.
Liu Zimo left alone.
In his heart, he felt that he had walked in a carefree manner. This pretentious act was full marks.
He must have left a deep impression on this beauty.
However, what Liu Zimo did not know was that Sister Zhou's live stream had already broadcasted what had happened.
For a moment, the internet was broadcasting it crazily.
Shocking! Sister Zhou was slapped in the face in a fight. So the little monk was a superhero!
The mysterious little monk pulled out his sword to save the little girl. Was he an immortal or an esper?
The powerful Golden Bell Shield had smashed the truck into pieces. Who exactly was the mysterious little monk?
One video after another was uploaded to the Internet.
Some were directly taken from Sister Zhou's live broadcast.
Some were uploaded by passersby.
No matter which channel it came from, every video had tens of thousands of views.
There was a huge uproar on the Internet.
"This is fake, right? Special effects. Definitely."
"Needless to say, the special effects of DuangDuang.”
"No, according to my 30 years of professional video experience, there are no traces of editing.”
"Brothers, this is a live broadcast. Tell me, how do you do special effects?”
"Who said that special effects can't be used in a live broadcast? But no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like special effects.”
"Are there really immortals in this world?”
" Nonsense, if there is a god, why didn't he strike me with lightning after cursing the heavens so many times?"
"So many people saw it on the road. How could it be fake?”
"Yes, yes, I can prove it. I was there at the time. The scene was much more spectacular than in the video.”
Someone on the Internet questioned.
After all, in this era, all kinds of ghosts and monsters were just stories and myths.
How could a person be hit by a truck?
Not only was he unscathed, but the front of the truck was also smashed into pieces.
The doubts did not last long.
Many people who were watching Zhou Jie's live broadcast stood up.
"I saw that handsome monk run out with my own eyes. After he put his palms together, a golden light emerged from behind him and enveloped him.”
"Yes, yes, I saw it too. The golden light turned into a golden bell and protected his body. It was exactly the same as the Golden Bell Shield in the novel.”
"It was unbelievable. I was still dreaming at that time.”
"I feel like I'm dreaming now.”
Many people who saw it with their own eyes felt like they were dreaming.
The audience watching Sister Zhou's live broadcast at that time was even more amazed.
"Sister Zhou must have been scared silly at that time."
"I originally thought that he was going to fight a fake. I didn't expect him to be a true god.”
"But I think Sister Zhou didn't lose out either. I heard that she increased the prestige of that mage.”
"I wonder which handsome monk is from that temple. He's so handsome and powerful.”
Sister Zhou was also reading the comments online.
She was still a little frightened.
He thought that he was going to fight a fake, but he did not expect to be slapped in the face.
She wasn't afraid that she would lose popularity because of this.
She was worried about Kong Ming, which was Liu Zimo.
"He probably doesn't know the purpose of my visit today, right?”
Sister Zhou was so worried that she didn't even eat dinner.
She was not afraid that Liu Zimo would take revenge on her because of this.
She was worried that if they met again in the future, Liu Zimo would hate her because of this.
Zhou Jie looked at his phone for a long time, hesitating whether to agree to Liu Zimo's friend request.
"How can there be such a handsome and powerful man in this world?”
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At the same time.
In a mysterious corner of Hang City.
It was late at night.
Other than the sound of the wind, you couldn't hear anything else.
This was a little-known factory. No one knew how long it had existed.
It was as if it had always existed.
Outside the heavy iron gate of the factory, a few people sat quietly. Their faces could not be seen clearly in the dark.
They stood there motionlessly as if they were dead.
A black car with a red and white license plate stopped.
The few people who were as quiet as the dead suddenly moved. Their eyes were cold, and their hands were placed on their waists with vigilance.
The window of the backseat of the car rolled down, and they let down their guard and bowed straight.
"Chief."
There was a middle-aged man in the car. He was wearing a black suit and a pair of square glasses. His face was serious.
"Yes."
The middle-aged man nodded slightly.
The car window was closed.
The heavy door slowly opened a small gap, just enough for the car to enter.
After the door closed, everything returned to normal.
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The chemical plant didn't look big from the outside.
There was another world inside.
There were more than a dozen tall buildings and a few buildings the size of football fields.
There was a sentry post every few hundred meters. Except for the middle-aged man's car, everyone else who entered and exited had to go through strict inspection.
The car drove for about ten minutes and stopped in front of a building that was more than twenty stories high.
The middle-aged man got out of the car and went straight to a room on the ninth floor of the building.
When the middle-aged man arrived, there were already more than ten people waiting.
Seeing the middle-aged man arrive, everyone present stood up and bowed respectfully.
"Everyone's here, right? Everyone has seen the video, right?”
Everyone's expression turned solemn.
"Sigh, after aptitude users, martial artists have also appeared?”
He let out a long sigh, his voice sounding a little tired.
The atmosphere in the room became heavy.
"Actually, there's no need to be too surprised. With the recovery of spiritual energy, many ancient martial arts can be cultivated. Some people have cultivated internal energy and become extraordinary people in one fell swoop.”
" Some people even awakened their powers by accident…and became superhumans…”
Many people massaged their temples and sighed.
The pressure on them was undoubtedly immense.
"Whether it's internal energy or ability users, there's no difference in the amount of spiritual energy they have. Most of us here are ability users who have awakened their talents, but this is the first time we've seen a martial artist like this.”
Someone suddenly said.
Not only him, but the others also noticed it.
The middle-aged man who came in later nodded with a solemn expression.
He asked in a deep voice.
"Have you checked it out?"
He is a monk from the Shaolin Temple on the mountain not far away. He has been cultivating Buddhism for many years. This time, he came down the mountain to join our Demon Slaying Bureau on the orders of his master. He has already contacted us.”
The middle-aged man heaved a sigh of relief and nodded.
"Alright, send someone to bring him into the Demon Slaying Department. We need such a talent..."
"Yes..."
Since the matter was settled, the middle-aged man dismissed everyone.
He stayed in the room alone and watched Liu Zimo's Golden Bell Shield on the screen with a complicated expression.
"Is the real Great Era coming?"
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