Wu Jinghan's face darkened and he asked Wang Chengjun.
Wang Chengjun was also dumbfounded. If everything went smoothly just now, why didn't Lin Chuan kneel down this time?
He glanced at Lin Chuan, who was motionless, and fiddled with the puppet a few more times, shouting: "Kneel down! Kneel down! Kneel down!"
Finally, Lin Chuan responded.
He put down his dangling legs and looked at Wang Chengjun dissatisfied: "You are going too far. I can cooperate with you in other actions. What do you mean by asking me to kneel down? If you want to please Wu Jinghan, you shouldn't do this."
"Ah! You...you are not controlled?!"
Wang Chengjun was shocked, looked at Lin Chuan in disbelief, then looked at the puppet on the table, and whispered to himself: "How is it possible? How could Mr. Nian's puppet technique fail?"
"Qi, it turned out to be a fake. I thought it was so magical."
Wu Xian looked disappointed.
Wen Siran breathed a sigh of relief. If Lin Chuan really knelt down, she wouldn't know how to apologize to Lin Chuan today. After all, she was the one who brought him here.
Wu Jinghan looked ugly and said in a deep voice: "Okay, Wang Chengjun, are you treating me like a fool?"
"No, Brother Jinghan, this is a misunderstanding."
Wang Chengjun hurriedly explained.
Now is a critical period for the cooperation between the White Dragon Society and the Wu family. He does not dare to offend Wu Jinghan, otherwise it will affect the cooperation and his reputation in the White Dragon Society will drop again.
By then, even if he is Bai Emperor's adopted son, he will be ostracized.
"What misunderstanding?" Wu Jinghan said sarcastically.
There must be nothing wrong with the doll, then there must be something wrong somewhere else.
Wang Chengjun's thoughts moved and he looked at Lin Chuan: "I understand, that hair just now must not be yours."
"How can you blame me if you are not good at learning?" Lin Chuan's eyes flashed coldly and he joked: "However, I can do that magic trick just now. Otherwise, I will open your eyes.
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"You can do it too?" Wu Xian immediately became interested again, stared at Lin Chuan curiously, and pointed to the puppet on the table: "Do you also use this puppet?"
Lin Chuan shook his head: "Since it is magic, of course it must be magical enough. I don't need a puppet. I only need a word to make Wang Chengjun obey my words."
Wu Xian curled her lips and said, "You just acted, who knows if you will act again."
Lin Chuan looked at Wang Chengjun with a half-smile: "Will you cooperate with me?"
Wang Chengjun was so scared that he said coldly: "Lin Chuan, what the hell are you trying to do!"
"Kneel down!"
Suddenly, Lin Chuan shouted sharply.
At the same time, his whole person exuded a sinister aura, which caused the temperature of the entire private room to drop. Wen Siran, Wu Xian, and the other two girls had goosebumps from the cold.
The feeling Lin Chuan gave them became eerie and a little scary.
Even Wu Jinghan, who had a high self-esteem, looked at Lin Chuan differently at this moment, feeling a little palpitated for no reason.
What they couldn't see was that a two-meter-tall skeleton Yin soldier raised its big foot and kicked Wang Chengjun's knees. Wang Chengjun screamed and immediately fell forward and knelt on the ground.
"I'm really on my knees!"
Wu Xian stood up and looked at Wang Chengjun in disbelief.
Wu Jinghan also frowned. After all, Wang Chengjun was a high-ranking member of the White Dragon Society and a well-known figure in Xuzhou, but he knelt down like this.
He said it was an act, but he didn't believe it.
What method did Lin Chuan use?
Wang Chengjun felt pain in his knees that penetrated his bones. He put his hands on the ground and tried to stand up, but there seemed to be a mountain on his shoulders, forcing him to lower his head.
He felt cold in his heart, and felt like there were two rugged claws on each shoulder, which could tear his body apart.
That force is irresistible.
Originally, he wanted to scold Lin Chuan angrily, but now he was so frightened that his breathing froze. Instead, he turned into begging: "Lin Chuan, let me go, let me go quickly."
Lin Chuan looked at the prostrate Wang Chengjun: "I'm warning you, don't think wrong again, otherwise you will die worse than your brother!"
As soon as the words fell, Wang Chengjun felt the pressure on his shoulders relax, the terrifying energy disappeared, and his body regained its freedom.
He instantly remembered that his younger brother Wang Haolin had a similar experience before, and he also faced Lin Chuan at that time.
Could it be that Lin Chuan is a master of strange sects?
Wang Chengjun stood up and looked around, and found that Lin Chuan had left, taking the puppet with him.
"not good."
Wang Chengjun's heart skipped a beat. He had lost his puppet. With Mr. Nian's character, he would definitely not end well.
But if he was asked to chase Lin Chuan and snatch the things back now, he would not have the courage.
"Cheng Jun, what happened just now?"
Wu Jinghan asked aloud.
Wang Chengjun frowned: "Brother Jinghan, to be honest, Lin Chuan is a member of the Qi Sect, and he just used the Qi Sect's secret technique. As for what secret technique it was, I don't know."
Wu Jinghan raised his eyebrows: "He is from the Qi Sect! No wonder he is arrogant and arrogant. However, the masculine energy and blood of martial arts can suppress the Qi Sect's secret skills, which will make them ineffective most of the time. He should know that it is ineffective against me, otherwise,
He should have been targeting me just now."
"Brother Jinghan also has a grudge against him?"
Did Wang Chengjun think that Lin Chuan was a troublemaker? The Wu family and Bailonghui, the most powerful family in Xuzhou and the leader of the underground in Xuzhou, actually offended them.
Wu Jinghan nodded and said: "I made an agreement with him to fight after the Yunhai Dragon Competition."
"Brother Jinghan, you have to be careful. Not only does Lin Chuan know strange secret arts, he is also a warrior himself, and his strength is not weak."
Wang Chengjun gave a reminder.
"I don't take him seriously."
Wu Jinghan smiled disdainfully and was absolutely sure of his own strength.
Wang Chengjun stopped talking. Anyway, whether Wu Jinghan won or lost, it didn't matter to him.
Winning is naturally good.
If he loses, the Wu family will be embarrassed, so how can they let Lin Chuan go?
He raised his glass and said: "Then I will congratulate brother Jinghan in advance for winning. Then he will step on Lin Chuan under his feet and help me vent my bad anger."
"It's a piece of cake."
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"Linchuan, how did you do that just now?"
On the way to the parking lot, Wu Xian kept chirping in Lin Chuan's ear, as excited as a little sparrow in heat.
Wen Siran also stared at Lin Chuan curiously.
He said casually: "I am a miracle doctor. I just threw two silver needles and blocked the meridians in Wang Chengjun's legs. He lost consciousness and naturally knelt down."
"So awesome!"
Wu Xian's eyes shone, and she hugged Lin Chuan's other arm, pressing her chest tightly: "Can you teach me this trick of flying acupuncture points?"
"Okay, I'm the best at piercing acupuncture points."
"I want to learn too!"
Wen Siran blurted out and found that he actually felt like competing for favor and didn't want to lose to his best friend.
Wu Xian said with a smile: "Siran, you don't want to learn anymore, you can continue to learn martial arts."
"Flying needles are hidden weapons and a type of martial arts." Wen Siran glanced at Wu Xian's hand and said coldly: "Take your dog's paws away from my husband's body!"
"Huh?"
Wu Xian showed doubts, looked at Wen Siran up and down, suddenly pulled the latter aside, and whispered: "Siran, don't tell me, you really like Lin Chuan, right?"
"Bah, that's nonsense. I only see indomitable martial arts masters. No matter how powerful the doctor is, I won't like him."
Wen Siran was so excited that he even forgot to control his voice.
Hearing this, Lin Chuan glanced at Wen Siran and thought to himself, I know how to prick acupuncture points, and I know how to do Yang Dingtian, so why can't I stand up to heaven and earth?