The whole story was rumored to be more and more fantastic, and some media even interviewed some Chinese people in Los Angeles.

Then they got the answer they wanted, that is, there is really a kind of kung fu called "pointing acupoints" in China.

Well, although I am opposed to this, I believe that half of these are deceptives, but this is the charm of journalism.

Xu Chuan spread his hands, "I don't want to play that idiot, who knows he can scare himself like this."

This is really funny.

"But then again, what exactly does this kid do?"

Lavi Belly replied without hesitation, "That guy is a scumbag, his party is for picking prey."

She explained to Xu Chuan a little the origin of Sean Combs.

Xu Chuan nodded and expressed his understanding that there are all kinds of people like this, including Huaxia, and he has seen many of them since he was a child.

But the game here in America is really simple and clear, without any concealment.

Moreover, this guy's existence is likely to be a black glove used by the upper class of America to manage black culture, and it is also a tool used to catch some people's handles.

"So, is he targeting Xuela?"

Xu Chuan reached out to rub Xuela's head beside him twice, and then was thrown away by the woman, "Don't always treat me as a little girl."

Xu Chuan smiled and withdrew his hand, then continued to ask the two people opposite him, "Who has contacted you?"

Marian made a helpless expression, "Several Sony's executives and several investors who have cooperated with each other."

Lavi added with a smile, "I'm about the same here, from the record company, singers I've worked with, and a few people from the Grammy Selection Committee."

Xu Chuan made an exaggerated expression, "Wow, this guy has a great influence. How much black material has he mastered?"

"Okay, I'll go and treat him a disease. You guys have a good talk with these people about the cost."

After the operation of sealing the Red Dragon in Philadelphia, Xu Chuan had a lot of experience in pretending to be a fool.

"Then I'll go with you."

Xuela stood up excitedly, and everyone had a heart to eat melons.

...

When he got downstairs and got into the car, Xu Chuan called Curtis directly. He didn't expect that he would go out at this time, so he did not let the other party come over again.

But there is still something to let the other party do.

"You ask Swag and the others to go to that Sean Combs' home in New York to see what's inside?"

"Then you go to his home in Los Angeles and touch everything nearby."

The other party immediately agreed, and Curtis knew that their boss was going to make a living again.

"That guy's house is full of cameras, so let Swag and the others pay attention."

Their car drove out of the apartment and was almost surrounded by reporters outside.

These people are almost dead in order to grab the news.

After finally rushing through the crowd, Xu Chuan sat behind and followed Brian Mills who was driving to express his gratitude.

He also politely asked about the other party’s family situation.

The old man has been doing well in recent years, and his daughter Kim is about to graduate from college. She had been staying in Xuela's studio for a while because she wanted to be a singer, but that was already an old calendar.

Now preparing to pursue a master's degree, her academic performance is pretty good. And because the incident in the past few years has taught her a lot of lessons, she has been much more at peace in recent years.

Brian's ex-wife is divorcing her current husband, and the two may remarry in the near future.

Xu Chuan couldn't say anything about this, but Xu Chuan thought why bother with this age, and that woman's current husband was not a good deal.

Xu Chuan could only express his respect for the other party's choice and then let John Smith take action to persuade his cousin.

It didn't take long for them to arrive at the private hospital where Sean Combs was huddled.

They waited outside for a while until the lawyer arranged by Marian rushed over.

Xu Chuan would not just break in like this. This is America, and letting lawyers be present can save a lot of trouble.

...

"Sean, are you okay?"

A cool-dressed woman in the ward was nervously looking at the painful Sean Combs, his current girlfriend.

"What should I do? He hasn't improved at all now."

Sean Combs wore an oxygen mask, but he still looked like he was having difficulty breathing.

"Some people say that the Asian monkey is already on the way, so you must make him look good this time."

"So you idiot also plan to try his skills and then make him disagree with the treatment of Sean?"

Another person with a clear mind reminded the others, "We must at least let him cure Sean first."

"Yes, then make him look good."

The doctors on the side looked helpless, thinking that their behavior was simply an insult to their profession.

They might as well find a voodoo wizard.

At this time, the man who was known as the God of Doom got out of the car under the protection of the bodyguard.

The media at the entrance of the hospital immediately surrounded him.

"Mr. Gryers, I heard you know you know spells..."

"Don't talk nonsense, I won't."

"That's Kung Fu, have you used Kung Fu on Mr. Combs?"

"Absolutely, watch less kung fu movies, those are fake."

Xu Chuan walked into the hospital while answering the reporter's quite boring questions.

"I just accepted some people's requests and came over and saw what happened."

Well, come here to see the fun, and you will get the benefits by the way.

It is not something he can pass by to give up the soft fragrance in his arms in the middle of the night.

Xu Chuan looked at the reporter in front of him and laughed, "Hey, do you want to choose a few people to go in with me?"

The more people there are, the better.

I took a few reporters into the hospital and found out about the location of Combs' ward. It was definitely true that I followed the abortion. There must be a lot of people gathered at the door of that guy's ward.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! It's really good. If the lights are turned off, wouldn't the corridor be filled with white teeth floating?

The dozen people at the entrance of the ward made Xu Chuan look dark.

"Hey, you yellow skin..."

One of the guys came over and sprayed a stinky tone at Xu Chuan, and then he reached out and pinched it on his chin. With a wrong force, his chin was removed.

"Hey, man, have you eaten shit? Why is it so smelly?"

Xu Chuan pushed the person aside with disgust, and then the guy could only hold his chin with his hands and could no longer speak.

Squat while drooling.

This trick directly confirms that he does know some magical Chinese Kung Fu.

And he calmed down these black millets who seemed to be in trouble.

They might have remembered at this time that if the other party gave some to others, maybe they would have to lie there like Sean.

Well, there is a bad guy now. The guy is salivating with horror with his mouth open and his face full of fear.

Brian Mills and his men walked forward and blocked everyone, and this time it was much easier.

These people gave up a path, and at the door of the ward stood a tall mixed-race woman, who was twenty-five or six years old.

"Alier, are you here too?"

Xuela walked out from behind Xu Chuan, and Xu Chuan did not stop her. At this time, she could just ease the current atmosphere.

The woman named Alile's face changed slightly, and then she showed a reluctant smile, "Shera, long time no see, why are you here?"

Xuela blinked and said innocently, "Alier, we just saw it at the awards ceremony."

Ha, Xu Chuan couldn't help but laughed.

Ellie said incoherently, "No, I mean, um, sorry, I'm just a little worried about Sean's condition."

Xuela walked up and hugged the other party, "I understand your feelings, don't worry, there will be no problem."

Who said this woman is a silly girl?

"You are Mr. Grylls. Sean has learned a lesson. Can you..."

Of course, Xu Chuan did not ask her to continue talking, but took a step back directly.

He waved his hand repeatedly and said, "Hey, I did nothing, but some friends asked me to see if I could help."
To be continued...