"Shocked: The legendary martial arts really exists!"

"The black technology of the prop master is actually mass-produced?"

"Sexy seats are attacking people online, and all kinds of black technologies are leading the way!"

"The level of technological advancement in China is so terrifying? Super soldiers who can hit the target with a single shot are about to be born on a large scale!"

As soon as the press conference ended, all kinds of domestic news in China were immediately covered. Even the international news was hit by a big earthquake. Longteng Technology and Lin Yu caused an uproar when they came into the global view for the first time.

With the tactical goggles and the Dragon Fist suit, China's press conference was a complete victory. Just the exposure of the underlying technological capabilities frightened all the countries.

The mass production and popularization of science and technology and industry are unmatched by any system. In terms of the underlying combat power, all countries are now losing, even though they have immediately adopted some public opinions such as We Are Strong Awakened Again

Countermeasures have been taken, but they only try to reduce the impact as much as possible. Inevitably, the impact is still low in the eyes of the public.

Of course, this technological competition is actually just an episode. Neither the losers nor the winners have any intention of continuing. After all, they are currently facing the threat of dimensional creatures and temporary wormholes, and most of them will not be there at this time.

Intensifying conflicts, even this "arms race", in the final analysis, is a last resort for all countries to get involved in order to stabilize the situation.

But no matter what, the names Lin Yu and Longteng Technology are now famous all over the world. A large number of fans have emerged not only domestically, but also abroad. Some good people simply call them the real-life Iron Man.

As a result, the audiences between the two have greatly overlapped, and some foreign fans are even more fanatical than those at home.

…

The fifth day of the lunar month.

Putting aside the turmoil in the outside world, Lin Yu, who was at the center of the storm, had no consciousness of being the protagonist of the incident and had already returned to Changhai City with his parents in a minivan in a very low-key manner.

However, some things cannot be kept low-key if you want to. The three of them were a little dumbfounded as soon as their car arrived downstairs in their community.

people!

Densely packed people!

It would not be an exaggeration to describe the crowds of people downstairs at this time. There was almost no place to stay around, and a large number of reporters holding cameras and gourmets surrounded the building tightly.

"Son, these are not the ones looking for trouble again, are they?"

The car stopped not far from the crowd. Jiang Yue looked at the crowd and looked at Lin Yu with a 'fearful' expression.

There were not only Chinese people around here, but also a large number of foreigners, both black and white. Mother Lin, who had just experienced the conversion incident and was somewhat blind to foreigners, could not help but think so.

"Mom, China is not a foreign country. If you really want to do anything, you can't be surrounded by people like this."

Lin Yu rolled his eyes speechlessly: "Besides, I think your expression should be more suitable for those who are preparing to cause trouble."

He had curiously learned about his mother since he last witnessed her outburst. Now he has a vague understanding of the extent of his mother's perversion. Her physical fitness is not far behind that of the Strike Slayer, and even more so.

What's scary is that it absorbs dark energy all the time and is automatically enhanced, just like a wall hanging with automatic hang-up on.

"It's really unlikely. It should be foreign reporters and fans who interviewed this kid."

Lin Jin also gave a helpless smile and said: "But you still have to be careful. The awakened people have too many strange methods, so you still have to be careful."

"What should we do now? If we go like this, we will definitely be surrounded."

Lin Yu shrugged innocently.

Lin Jin drove this minivan frequently when he was on missions. If he got closer, there was no guarantee that someone would be able to recognize the license plate.

"Anyway, it's you who's blocking me."

Lin Jin laughed and cursed, pointed to some local specialties and luggage placed in the back seat and said: "Go, get a pair of wine to wish your Uncle Zhao a happy New Year, and invite them to come to your house for dinner. Your mother and I will go back first.

tidy."

"All right."

Lin Yu turned around and put his hand out to stuff the wine into his space backpack. He was holding the backpack and was about to open the door and get out of the car. Coincidentally, a mixture of surprises and complaints could be heard outside the car window.

"Hey, isn't this Lao Lin? He just returned to the city? Hurry up, these reporters have made us..."

The neighbor's grandmother's loud complaints broke the silence.

"Forest?"

This shouting was so good that the crowds of people downstairs in the community subconsciously pricked up their ears and looked over.

"It's Lin Yu's car! I know this brand!"

"The prop master is back!"

With the exclamation, the crowd dispersed and rushed over.

"Dad, take care of yourself."

Lin Yu opened the door neatly and got out. He took a few steps and popped out a few spider threads, which were gone in the blink of an eye.

"Mr. Lin, wait..."

"Wow! Spotman!"

"Shoot, snap, snap! Keep up!"

Countless reporters shouted and ran after him. Unfortunately, Lin Yu was flying high and high, and he had a mobile shelter that blocked all perceptions except vision. It was obviously impossible for them to catch up, and they lost track of him within a few breaths.

"It seems like we should try to get some disguise props."

Crouching on the roof of a building and watching the chasing reporters go away, Lin Yu wiped away a cold sweat.

The treatment of being chased and intercepted is okay once in a while to get through the obvious addiction, but if it happens like this every day, there will be no need to live through it.

His current crowd is even better than those of super traffic stars, so it can be expected that this situation is by no means impossible.

"The clothes are easy to deal with, but unfortunately the face is too easy to recognize. Alas, being handsome is also a worry."

Muttering narcissistically, Lin Yu silently asked Xiao Ke to add a mask option to his list of props. Without slowing down his movements, he took off the eye-catching mobile shelter and removed it from the tactical props.

I changed into a normal casual jacket in my bag and went downstairs.

"Boss, I got a mask and transferred the money."

Specifically, he found a small supermarket at the entrance of the community where the owner was obsessed with king pesticides. Lin Yu took a mask and put it on before running to the counter to pay.

"Props master?"

Normally, you scan the code on WeChat, and the boss can only glance at the goods at most. The salty fish shop owner who is addicted to games will not even raise his head after hearing the payment prompt. However, the salty fish who is so stubborn actually raised his head and looked up.

One glance.

"..."

Lin Yu: "How did you tell? I'm obviously wearing a mask."

The salted fish shop owner didn't say anything, and pointed faintly at the backpack behind him.

"...I can't live this life!"
Chapter completed!