MTL - Tomb Raider: Storytelling and Writing, The Mystic Nine is Confused-Chapter 145

And there is only one centipede dragon, so it would be great to bring it back.

Jude Kaomei thought.

......

Outside the Crescent Hotel.

There was a lot of discussion.

"Mr. Zhang, this is too domineering, this is a hundred-footed dragon, ten meters long!"

"That's right, Mr. Zhang died with a slap?"

A closer look reveals a prominent red headline on the newspaper.

"Mr. Zhang Yunding Tiangong killed the dragon with his bare hands!"

If Zhang Chen heard that, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he can shoot a dragon with his bare hands now, but whether he can shoot it to death is another matter.

"It's really a dragon? Why so many feet?"

"This is really true, someone brought this dragon back, and it looks like this. I heard Mr. Zhang say that this dragon is called a hundred-legged scorpion dragon!".

Chapter 152 Crazy Entertainment Newspaper

"Don't scare me, Mr. Zhang said that there are dragons in this world, I'm sure I believe it, but how is it possible to kill a dragon, the dragon is our totem!"

"Well, see for yourself, this is written in black and white."

The man looked closely, and it was true.

"Mr. Zhang went to the meeting with one hand to kill the evil dragon!"

"I'm rubbing it, Lao Yang, you are so powerful, that's how you can show Mr. Zhang's mighty and domineering arrogance."

"Tsk tsk, I went to a meeting to kill this hundred-footed dragon. Is this his mother a dragon, so Mr. Zhang lifted this monster and called him a dragon. Those who didn't know it thought it was a worm."

"Insect? Haha, you are talking big with your parents. This hundred-footed dragon is more than ten meters long, and its two beards are the size of a person. If you have the ability, stop bragging here and go to Genting Tiangong to blow the dragon."

"You, old Chen, it's too much. We are discussing Mr. Zhang. What the **** are you scolding me for?"

at this time.

"Selling newspapers and selling newspapers, authentic Beijing newspapers, Mr. Zhang's books are hot on the shelves, bombs blow up dragons, the scene is shocking!"

crowd

Immediately swarmed forward.

"Come here!"

"..."

"This **** bomb blows up the dragon, is it that simple?"

"Pay back the money! You black-hearted newspaper, Mr. Zhang still needs a bomb to blow up the dragon?"

"Yes, I also think that this bomb blasting a dragon is nonsense, or it is more real to shoot a dragon with bare hands."

"That's right, look at Mr. Zhang's demeanor, it's impossible to blow up a dragon with a bomb."

The one who just sold the newspaper had a strange expression on his face.

I picked up different newspapers from other people's hands.

"Mr. Zhang killed the dragon with his bare hands!"

"Mr. Zhang killed a dragon with one slap?"

"Mr. Zhang blew a breath and directly killed the Dongxia Baizu Dragon!"30

This.

This person's expression suddenly became numb, is this really, not real at all.

Blow your breath and blow the dragon directly to death, this is not skillful and nonsense.

The newspaper of his newspaper office wrote down Mr. Zhang's words intact.

Suddenly he realized something was wrong and asked quickly.

"Brother, where did you buy this?"

The other person pointed to the direction of the west of the city.

The newspaper seller threw the newspaper in his hand on the ground and ran over there.

See you all.

"Did you see? That's what this newspaper is like. How could someone buy it by lying about Mr. Zhang?"

"Come here, everyone, don't waste this paper, let's use it to pad the buttocks, and take a good look at how Mr. Zhang slaughtered the dragon."

The other said suspiciously.

"This hundred-footed dragon is related to dragons anyway, why was it shot to death so easily?"

"Hehe, brother, don't doubt, it's not that Mr. Zhang Zhang is so good. If it was someone else who would have been scared to wet their crotch, how could they dare to face the dragon."

"Hey, you see Mr. Zhang said that this Fatty Wang fell into the crack. Wouldn't there be other powerful monsters in the crack this time?"

"Impossible, there are other powerful monsters in this tomb long ago."

"I feel like this is a monster blocked by Wang Zanghai, hehe, why didn't Mr. Zhang take this thing back so we can see what this hundred-footed dragon looks like."

"Hey, the fat man in Mr. Zhang's book is really unlucky. He has encountered everything."

At this time, the person who just left the newspaper and ran to has some doubts about life.

No wonder no one is in front of the newspaper office of my own family, and all the lovers have come here.

The next moment he ran back.

"boss!"

the office of a newspaper.

"What are you panicking about, how is the sale today?"

"My news, but through the most real news inside, and it's faster than them."

"Yeah, this Boss Yin is really black. He won't let him leave until he finishes listening to the book. If he leaves and then comes in, he will have to take double the money. It's so black-hearted that he can't be black-hearted any more."

The employee at the desk hesitated.

"Boss, we didn't sell any of them today."

"The news you get at such a high price will definitely be a big sale."

"Go, print another 10,000 copies, and expand to the outside world."

The boss in the chair said with a wide-eyed smile, not hearing the words of the employee in front of him at all.

Suddenly, he froze.

Eyes widened.

"You, what did you say?"

"We didn't sell a cent of our newspaper?"

The staff nodded hard.

"How is it possible, this is the most real news."

At this time.

The employee hands out a newspaper.

The newspaper boss took it over.

Seeing this, the anger on his face could no longer be contained.

"No, nonsense! Nonsense! Mr. Zhang tore the dragon with his bare hands, why didn't he tear me apart and have a look."

It is well known that no matter how big a person is, it is impossible to tear apart the human body, which is the secret of the physiological structure at this time.

"This, slap a dragon to death, which **** newspaper is this from?"

"Boss, from the west of the city."

With this said, the anger of the newspaper boss once again soared.

"Damn it, the Bullshit Newspaper Union, doing some pompous little tricks behind the scenes."

"Go, write a newspaper, as exaggerated as it is."

After a few minutes.

on the street.

The crowd shouted again.

"Look, this is Mr. Zhang."

If you look closely at the title, it is written.

"Mr. Zhang stood quietly, the hundred-footed dragon died!"

"This picture is very strong, did the tyrannical spirit frighten the hundred-footed dragon to death at this time?"

"Indeed, Mr. Zhang's aura, I was scared when I saw it. That tyrannical aura, I dare say that everyone present together, Mr. Zhang won't take a second look."

"Good guy, and this, Mr. Zhang spit out a mouthful of spit, and the spit just fell on the head of the centipede, and the centipede exploded."

"I'll wipe, you think it's a cultivator."

"Hey! If you don't believe me, see for yourself. The newspapers in the east of the city have never deceived consumers, really."

At first glance, this person really exists, but look further down.

"Mr. Zhang has a dragon's nest? Eat one every day?"

"This one feels like real Ai."

......

at the same time.

Zhang Chen has returned to his room.

next moment.

There was a knock on the door.

"Master, the newspaper outside the capital at this time."

Zhang Chen was curious.

He knew that this newspaper was covering him, and this was the first time he saw Zhang Xuqian deliver him a newspaper.

Zhang Chen took the newspaper.

A few big red wooden characters that catch the eye.

"Fuck, Lao Tzu slaughtered the dragon?"

Zhang Chen sat up straight after seeing it.

Unexpectedly, the entertainment style of this newspaper, the exaggeration style has already risen.

【Ding! Earn 3,000 storytelling points. 】

At this moment, a mechanical voice suddenly sounded in my mind.

"Three thousand points, how can you suddenly get it?"

Could it be that because of the exaggerated style of this newspaper, the shocking effect of his storytelling has been improved?

Think before and after.

He thought that was the only possibility.

"But it's a bit of an exaggeration to kill the hundred-footed dragon with this breath."