"real or fake?"

"Of course it's true. Even the strongest black sword in the world, Ye, has been taken away by someone."

"Hey, what are you talking about? Have you heard about that too?"

"of course."

"It is said that Vivaldi died on a woman's bed last night, do you believe it?"

"Hey?"

"what happened?"

"We don't seem to be talking about the same thing..."

Hai Lan was walking on the street, and there were discussions one after another everywhere.

Of course, some people also talked about his chasing battle with Lonely Red last night, but compared with the famous Tarco and Vivaldi, the topic of these two unknown powerhouses was not as hot as the other two topics.

"Auntie, excuse me."

A middle-aged woman walking on the road with a vegetable basket felt someone tap her on the shoulder.

Seeing that the other party was a young man with a bright smile, the aunt also smiled: "Young man, what's the matter with you?"

Then she heard the chant like a mantra: "I am a hero, I am a hero, come and worship me, come and worship me..."

The aunt was stunned for a moment, then she showed caring eyes like a fool, waved her hands, and whispered: "I have a cat disease."

Chapter 290 The Human Design Collapsed (Part [-])

Such a good boy, how could he be so stupid?

The aunt was full of doubts and regrets, she turned around and ignored Hai Lan.

Hey?

its not right?

What about heroism?

Is it easier to win the worship of others?

Why doesn't it work?

Hailan was left alone standing there, puzzled.

In fact, there is a supplementary explanation behind [Heroic Temperament].

"It is not valid for the owner of domineering color and those who have a firm identity."

"The domineering owner of the domineering color" is easy to understand.

As for the "people with firm approval", Hai Lan guessed that this should refer to "Drought" Jack, Ben Beckman or the four top cadres of the Don Quixote family.

I just found an aunt on the street, so it shouldn't be within the scope of these two types of people, right?

Is it possible that, like the legendary sweeping monk, this aunt carrying a vegetable basket is actually a hidden master?

"Auntie, please stay!"

The aunt turned around and said, "Young man, I don't have time to play with you."

Thinking of how such a young man was so stupid for some reason, the aunt felt a little pity in her heart.

She took out a [-] Bailey note and handed it to Hai Lan: "Come on, young man, take it and go buy some cotton candy."

It's over, the human setting collapsed.

What about the said naval hero?

Now they are all regarded as mentally handicapped.

However, in order to test what this so-called [heroic temperament] is all about, Hai Lan persisted.

After all, people here are not familiar with the place, after leaving later, who will know who?

Could it be related to the domineering color?

Perhaps only when he exudes the aura of an overlord can he be regarded as a hero?

A guess suddenly flashed in her mind, Hai Lan looked directly into the eyes of the aunt, tried to restrain her emotions, and slowly exuded a domineering look.

"I am a hero...come and worship me..."

At first, Auntie just felt a little uncomfortable.

But gradually, the aunt felt as if she was being targeted by a fierce tiger.

Dense beads of sweat soon overflowed from her forehead, and with a "plop", the aunt was so frightened that she sat on the ground.

"You... what are you going to do?"

"Forehead..."

Hai Lan was also speechless, it seemed that she guessed wrong again.

The aunt should not be a sweeping monk, and there is no way to make others worship herself if she releases her domineering arrogance.

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