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155 words of punishment, sinners forever

The influence of public opinion is amazing, and the power of propaganda is terrible.

And when this power is artificially controlled, the shock sweeping away is unparalleled. They can describe the black as white, confuse right and wrong, and ignore ethics.

The Martial Arts Association has this ability.

No matter how unparalleled the Martial Arts Association is, it is a large non-governmental organization. The Dongzhou Provincial Wushu Association has ten major martial arts schools as pillars and many small martial arts schools as foundations. It maintains good relationships with the media industry in normal times.

Once they want to make some noise, it is a very simple thing.

So after the boxing champion competition in the Zhao family's underground black boxing world ended last night, on the morning of the next day, Dongzhou Province, led by the provincial capital Zhonghai City, and supplemented by the other nine prefecture-level cities, set off a wave of counterattacks in newspapers and the Internet.

The most eye-catching pages of major daily evening newspapers in prefecture-level cities report on particularly eye-catching and eye-catching articles.

"On the evil ambitions of Bagua Miyako, a master of a generation, is actually a cancer!"

"Ji Nian, the model of martial thieves!"

"Stealing a Century of Sadness, the Descendance of a Nation!"

"How can you, who are colluding with each other, shake the foundation of national martial arts?"

"Two despicable butchers in the Underground Black Fist World!"

...

What is the energy of public opinion? That’s it!

Maochun Province took the lead in firing in Zhonghai City, with the competition from the top ten martial arts schools.

Basins of dirty water were poured over early in the morning, before countless people had time to wash their faces.

Every article is extremely intense and has a strong attitude. It calls Miyako a thief and Ji Nian and Chen Xiao a butcher. I wish I could step on them ten thousand times, and I wished they would never turn over forever.

And this is just the beginning.

Everyone knows that in today's society, although traditional newspapers still play propaganda roles, they have declined a little. The real thing is the Internet. Compared with traditional newspapers, as long as they can hire a group of naval troops on the Internet, there is nothing that cannot be done.

Very simple, direct but effective channel for smearing.

This is what Mao Chunsheng and others did. A group of navy troops began to post crazily, and extremely offensive posts became hot topics. The most fatal thing is that each post is not like a newspaper and is just a purely posting to attack, and it is also accompanied by many pictures.

As the saying goes, there are pictures and truth.

These photos include the snapshots of Ji Nian placing Liang Bo under his feet, the indifference of Ji Nian slapping Qiu Mei's cheeks, the chic posture of using mantis fists, and the pitiful scene of Mao Chunsheng vomiting blood... In short, it is a center, smearing Ji Nian and promoting the martial arts association.

"On the Cruelty of Medical Students!"

"The Crazy of the Master Stealer!"

"Who will safeguard the dignity of the president of the Martial Arts Association?"

"Tramming the personality! Inhumanity! How crazy!"

...

The most convincing pictures instantly ignited the passion of all netizens on the Internet.

"Who is this Ji Nian? She is so bloody and cruel. Look at how ugly he slapped his face. Is this a person still a doctor from the medical school? Is he holding a scalpel or a butcher knife?"

"I know Mao Chunsheng, the Chang of the Wushu Association, who is a respected martial arts senior. He has been working hard for the future of national martial arts all his life. Who would have thought that when he is old, he will not only be stolen by someone to learn skills, but also be seriously injured by this thief. Shameless, how can he be so inhumane?"

"Who knows this Ji Nian? Search for human flesh!"

"Ji Nian? Isn't he the one who became the topic two days ago? Yes, it's him. I've read the information. I've been a student of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department of Dongzhou Medical University. I didn't expect that he was so cold-blooded and cruel. He was like a hungry wolf in sheepskin, what a shit."

"Everyone, do you dare to go to the provincial medical university to fight with me?"

"Please go with me."

...

Little West Heaven.

The glorious and glorious little Xitian in the past has now become a decadent posture. Thinking of the scenes that happened here last night, no one can be excited. Everyone knows that their Mr. Zhao must be very angry, so even if the people here have to walk carefully, no one dares to make noises, at best, just bit their ears and whisper.

Fake wine incident at the bar.

Appetizers are embarrassing.

The boxing champion lost the game.

These three things that happened last night were like a set of combination punches, simply and roughly knocking Xiao Xitian down from the altar of glory. Although there is no change yet, it is a matter of time sooner or later. All of this was brought by an unknown medical student, and it makes people speechless to think about it.

In the luxurious suite, Zhao Zhangduo had just lie down to rest. After returning from the family last night, he felt extremely irritable and was a little sleepy until dawn.

Under normal circumstances, no one dared to disturb him at this time, but the door was knocked.

Zhao Zhangduo, who was sleeping very lightly, forced himself to stand up, and opened the door with a gloomy face.

"Bastard, you'd better pray for something good news to me."

Zhao Quan shivered and said hurriedly: "Mr. Zhao, it's really a problem, otherwise I wouldn't dare to disturb you. Look, this is the China Overseas Daily this morning. Not only the China Overseas Daily, but the daily newspapers of the other nine prefecture-level cities are like this, and it is said that the same is true for the Evening News."

"Also, the Internet is now in trouble, all of which are targeting negative news about Ji Nian and Chen Xiao, saying they are unforgivable people and those who deceive the world and steal reputation. This should be the work of the Martial Arts Association."

Zhao Zhangduo's originally a little irritable mood was stunned when he heard this, and grabbed the daily newspaper and looked it out.

"Haha, this old guy Mao Chunsheng is not confused, he can actually make this happen."

This is the best news Zhao Zhangduo has heard from last night to now.

"Mr. Zhao, do we want it?"

"Yes! Why not?"

Zhao Zhangduo threw the daily newspaper on the ground, stepped on the image of Ji Nian on the page, and said ruthlessly: "Zhao Quan, you go do this yourself and notify the media reporters who have a good relationship with us to hype this matter up."

"Aren't Mao Chunsheng's photos given by him? This is not explosive enough. You can arrange it and edit the entire video of last night. Not only do I have pictures and truth, but I also have videos and truth. Remember that we have only one purpose: hide behind the scenes, let Mao Chunsheng play the striker, and do his best to discredit Ji Nian."

"Yes." Zhao Quan understood it and left respectfully.

"Ha ha."

Zhao Zhangduo laughed happily, and now he was able to sleep comfortably.

………

A storm that turned black and white spread over Dongzhou Province.

Dongzhou Medical University.

Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Qihuang Pavilion.

Let’s not mention the rest of the world, just talk about these places where Ji Nian travels on a daily basis. After seeing the news on the Internet, I was in an uproar.

Unlike the one-sided criticism and accusations from the outside world, these people know Ji Nian and have had more or less contact with him. Naturally, they will not follow the crowd and make trouble like those outside.

What's more, no one of them would believe that this is true.

"Tsk, it's just nonsense. Is this Ji Nian? Absolutely not. He would go to the underground black boxing world to punch? It's completely impossible."

"This is obviously a frame-up!"

"Even if this person is really Ji Nian, I don't think he will steal the master. Damn it, do we all think we are blind? If the stole the master can steal this way, then the teacher should be ashamed of death."

"Look at what they all said about Ji Nian? The one who said he was just a person who should be executed by Ling Chi. I'll go to your sister, this must be retaliation. Does anyone know the truth about the incident in Xiao Xitian last night, please make it public."

"I heard that there was a parade outside and said that I was coming to our medical department to denounce Chairman Ji Nian."

"They dare! They are decorative? They are parades. Who dares to parade at any time these days?"

"Come on, whoever wants to come, don't you like to sit in meditation? Go there and sit there, no one cares if you sit there."

...

There are always people with righteousness in this society, and these are the people who support Ji Nian and fight against this slander.

In Lanjun Villa, when the first ray of sunlight fell on the quilt through the gauze window, Ji Nian, who had been sleeping all night, finally opened his eyes, yawned, stretched comfortably, then got up from the bed, walked to the window and began to move his muscles.

When a sound of roaring sound came from his stomach, Ji Nian suddenly remembered this thing. Isn’t he even hungry? Last night, he unscrupulously used the master skill of the palm energy, almost draining the vitality.

In the end, he was even more severely overdrawn and exhausted. I don’t know what the energy in the palm of my palm is going to disappear, right?

With a nervous mood, Ji Nian looked into her palm.

"Huh!"

The originally weak and dim energy of the palm of the palm was beyond Ji Nian's expectations. Instead, it was circling vigorously, and the color was even stronger than before. Could it be that it was because of the mysterious stone? I remember that it seemed to have been tightly held in the palm of my hand yesterday, where did it go?

Ji Nian quickly ran to the bed and lifted the quilt all at once, but there was only a black rope on the bed, and the stone was gone.

"Are you? They were all swallowed by the energy in the palm of your hand?"

Ji Nian thought in shock.

The orange energy circles leisurely and freely in the palm of your palm.

"That's the case, that mysterious stone is absolutely extraordinary. Think about it, how could it be simple for something that can be worn by Huang Xiake on the neck? In this case, wouldn't I just need to find Huang Xiake to find the source of that mysterious stone? Huang Xiake, right? Sheng'an Martial Arts School."

A sneer appeared on Ji Nian's lips, "Wait, I will visit you, the top ten martial arts schools."

Thinking of the scene of being besieged last night, a trace of evil fire rose in Ji Nian's heart. As the saying goes, people respect me one foot, and I respect others one foot, but if you want to deceive others, you should first consider your own weight.
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