Chen Fan always thought that if one day he was chased and blocked, it must be the people he deceived came to cause trouble.

But now he has embarked on an unconceived path.

A queen escaped around the high-speed rail station. Chen Fan finally saw a pharmacy and hurried in to buy a few masks to cover her face.

Finally, when he got into the car, he was exhausted both physically and mentally.

As the saying goes, people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong, which is the truth!

Judging from the attitude of those people today, if you don’t deserve a few bodyguards when you go out in the future, you will be unable to move anywhere.

"Friend, please sit in a little bit." Just as Chen Fan sighed, someone came to the seat next to him.

Chen Fan looked up and was quite surprised.

This person looks like he is not a Chinese, and his Chinese language just now is obviously not smooth.

But hasn't China been blocking it long ago? Chen Fan has also noticed these days that there are basically no foreign tourists on the streets.

Letting aside, the foreign man seemed to see the confusion in Chen Fan's eyes, and smiled and stretched out his hand: "Hello, my name is Harves."

"Fan Chen." Of course, Chen Fan could not use his real name, so as not to cause another sensation.

The two of them said hello and stopped talking. Chen Fan took out his cell phone in a bored manner and began to search for today's matters about Wuhan University.

Chen Fan was so scared when he saw the overwhelming reports about himself.

He never dreamed that he would have such a huge impact. Not only did he occupy the forefront of the hot searches on major platforms in China, but even the foreign websites were having heated discussions.

However, most of the voices on the outside network were questioned, and Chen Fan took a few glances and then closed them.

"Mr. Fan Chen is a warrior?" At this time, Hals, who was silent next to him, suddenly started to make trouble again.

Chen Fan said vaguely: "That's right, I know a little martial arts, but I can't compare with a real master."

"Do you know the Warriors Association?"

"I know." Chen Fan frowned.

Can he not know that he is the president of the Warriors Association.

Although the president was a little confused, no one even informed him.

But why did this Harves ask so much?

Before Chen Fan asked, Harves took the initiative to say, "My wife is from China, so I was lucky enough to stay in China. I have lived in China for 17 years and have always wanted to learn Chinese martial arts. Unfortunately, I met liars before. Now that China promotes martial arts, I think I can finally get what I want."

Speaking of this, Harves looked very lonely and lowered his head and sighed: "But I have found many warriors, and they all said that the Warriors Association has regulations and cannot teach me martial arts. Mr. Fan Chen, have you also joined the Warriors Association?"

"Yes." Chen Fan was wearing a mask and his voice seemed a little dull.

I remember that if I settled in China for more than ten years, and had a large investment or started a family in China, I could continue to stay in China.

However, the conditions are extremely harsh and we have to be investigated every time.

Moreover, there are many restrictions in daily life and work, so it is one of them that you cannot access any method of learning about martial arts.

If a warrior teaches outsiders privately, he will be severely punished once he is found out.

Of course, it is impossible to hide martial arts for the rest of your life.

This is an information age. Any secret is no longer a secret after a period of time.

Just like running a warrior school in Ruiguo, China is currently taking advantage of the opportunity.

Martial arts will definitely be popular overseas, but before this, you can delay it. At least you have to carry forward the local martial arts in China first.

As for what Harves said, there is nothing wrong with it.

There are indeed many foreigners who have come to China because of martial arts in recent years.

After receiving Chen Fan's reply, Harves suddenly became excited: "Really! That's so cool. Mr. Fan Chen, can you teach me martial arts?"

"This..." Chen Fan said, "You said that the Warriors Association has such regulations. So I'm sorry, I can't help you."

Harves was suddenly disappointed, but immediately said indirectly: "Mr. Fan, you must have many martial artist friends, right?"

“There are so many…”

"Then, if you or your friend has any needs, you can come to me." As he said that, Harves handed over a business card.

And he no longer pestered Chen Fan to teach him martial arts. It seems that these seventeen years have not been in vain and have fully learned the tactful and implicit words of the Chinese people.

Once Chen Fan or his "warrior friend" needs it, as long as he speaks to Harves, he will definitely have to teach Harves martial arts.

"This is not good, right?" Chen Fan took the business card, with only one name and phone number on it.

Harves acted generously: "It doesn't matter, knowing one is a friend. Don't Chinese people say that relying on friends when they go out?"

"Okay." Chen Fan put away his business card and asked again: "Where is Mr. Harves going?"

"Oh, I'm going to Donghe City." Harves took out his ticket.

Just this small action made Chen Fan feel a lot more thoughts in his heart.

This Harves looks very straightforward, but from the moment he sees himself, every move, every expression and even every sentence has its own specific function.

For example, if you ask him where he is going, most people can just answer and say verbally.

But he didn't, and he even wanted to take the ticket out of his pocket and show it to himself.

This seemingly meaningless behavior actually leaves the other party with a subtle psychological hint: the Western man in front of me trusts me very much and takes out his ticket without hesitation. He is a friend worth making.

This suggestion is not obvious, but after continuous accumulation, it can greatly affect other people's senses.

Although it may be a coincidence, Harves always reminds Chen Fan of someone.

Lin Yun, who has many thieves.

Of course, if Harves really had every move he was deliberately, then Lin Yun would be too tender compared to him.

Originally, Harves was nothing to think a little bit hard about, but what he was interested in was martial arts.

Chen Fan was careful and took out his ticket. He accidentally pressed his name and smiled: "What a coincidence, I'm going to Donghe City too."

"That's great!" Harves was so surprised that he was about to jump up, and then said, "Then I must treat you to a meal, my friend. My wife is from Donghe City, and she has a very good cooking skills!"

"Haha, this is too disturbing, right?" The more enthusiastic Harves was, the more strange Chen Fan felt.

I arrived in Donghe City. Until I got off the bus, Harves was still inviting Chen Fan: "Come on, my friend, it's still early."

"Next time, I'll treat you to a meal with Mr. Harves if I have the chance. But I do have a lot of work not finished."

"Okay." Harves seemed extremely disappointed and said, "Then you must call me."

Chen Fan had goose bumps on his body and said, "I'm sure you can do it," then sent Harves away.

Watching Harves get into the taxi, Chen Fan did not rush to leave, but sat in the station cafe and ordered a drink, and then started playing with his cell phone.

In the eyes of others, this is just a person who is waiting for the car to get the internet and air conditioner, so even if Chen Fan didn't take off his mask, no one would find it strange.

But in fact, Chen Fan's eyes did not only focus on his mobile phone.

After entering the innate realm, his memory is far beyond ordinary people and can be said to be unforgettable.

After only a few glances, he remembered the people in the cafe.

After that, every time a new customer came in, Chen Fan also paid attention to it.

Half an hour later, Chen Fan couldn't help but glance at a guest in the corner of the door.

He was a fashionable girl, not very old, and should be a female college student.

Although she also looks like she is a free online player, she is the only person in this cafe who has looked at her more than ten times.

Almost every minute or so, she would pretend to drink a drink and lower her head, and then quietly float her eyes to this side.

"Waiter, pay the bill." Chen Fan smiled slightly and stood up to check the bill.

After leaving the house, he stopped a taxi.

"Master, wait a moment." After saying that, staring at the cafe. In less than three minutes, the female college student walked out and looked around.

Then I saw Chen Fan who had not raised the window yet. At that time, Chen Fan pretended to be talking to someone.

"Okay, master, let's go."

Chen Fan did not go back to the clinic, but sent a message to Zhang Tao on the way.

"Who is the actual person in charge of the Donghe City Special Service Team now?"

Zhang Tao and the others are still in the Yuxu Small World, and they are just holding the title of the head of the special service team in the Jiangnan area.

Soon Zhang Tao replied to the message that the actual person in charge is a woman named Liu Shan, who seems to be from Guoan.

Soon, Chen Fan received a call: "Master Chen, I heard you are looking for me."

Chen Fan said straight to the point: "Please use the name Fan Chen and help me open a room in a nearby hotel."

"Okay, is there anything else?"

Chen Fan glanced at the driver humming a song and whispered: "Check someone, whose name is Harves, the phone number is..."

After hanging up the phone, Liu Shan quickly sent the hotel name.
To be continued...