Everyone followed behind.
Someone couldn't help but whisper, "Are we leaving the city? Why don't we just fly out?"
"Yes, with our strength, ordinary people wouldn't even notice us flying over from a high altitude."
"Lord Samsara's move must have a profound meaning!"
"Yes, maybe it's to confuse the spies in the hospital ward."
"It's even possible that the hospital is hidden in the city..."
Some people gradually came up with a reasonable explanation.
At this moment, a voice suddenly rang out: "You're still asking this? Open your eyes and look! How many beautiful women have come up to me along the way asking for my phone number or asking for a photo?"
"This old...senior Lunsai, isn't he just showing off his handsome face?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone fell silent.
It’s not because the logic is too strange. On the contrary, everyone has actually guessed this, but no one dares to say it out loud.
"Brother, you're a true warrior. Ghost Qi +... 6, Ghost Qi... I hope you're not dead. Ghost Qi..."
And at this moment.
The King of Samsara, who was taking a photo with a tall girl in denim shorts and adding her contact information, turned around and glanced at Jiang Chen.
"Old Senior? Ghost Energy +450,000."
Fortunately, another girl couldn't wait to run up and said, "Hey, you're so handsome! Are you here for tourism? What do you do? Can you add me on WeChat?"
The King of Samsara immediately glanced at the girl and said, "Haha, thank you for the compliment. I just graduated from university and am on a graduation trip. WeChat, sure. You can also follow my XX account..."
Everyone: “…”
You really know how to have fun!
He's over 300 years old, and he's pretending to be a recent college graduate?
Because the King of Samsara was so popular, a simple trip out of the city would probably take an hour, according to a rough calculation.
Jiang Chen was a little dissatisfied at first and wanted to slip away, but he soon smelled a business opportunity.
He took a photo of the King of Samsara and went to other streets to spread the word that a stunningly handsome man with a gentle personality had come to the city. If asked for his contact information, he would give it to you, and he wouldn't refuse if you wanted to chat for a few days.
After promoting one street, he began to make improvements and hired someone to produce a large number of flyers.
Because of the photo of the King of Samsara, the attraction was quite strong and many girls flocked to him.
After walking a few streets, Jiang Chen made another improvement. He changed the way flyers were distributed to the way they were sold. He told others that by holding the flyers, they could find handsome guys and get their contact information for free.
Thus, a craze started.
Everyone despairedly discovered that it would take at least three fucking hours to get out of the city. When they saw those flyers and King Chen disappearing from the team, they suddenly didn't know what to do and their back teeth were almost broken.
Naturally, a large wave of ghost energy also swarmed in.
Jiang Chen was also delighted.
I can't help but think of a famous saying in business: the strong never complain about the environment.
"Zhu Zi, do you understand?"
While being proud, Jiang Chen did not forget to slap Tiezhu and let it comment on this wave of obscene behavior.
"I understand, Dad. When do you need your son to take a beating for you? I'm ready." Tiezhu looked at the angry eyes cast at him by the strong men in front of him and spoke very honestly.
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