1226.You guys, come to me?

The car door opened, and the Gun King looked up at the skyscraper.

He straightened his clothes, then walked to the hotel building and stood upright.

According to news, after King Chu Yunyang of Yanjing entered Beijing, he stayed in the largest hotel in Yanjing City.

He Xilai didn't know the specific room.

But there is no need to know that he could only let the King of Yanjing hear it, and their voices were good.

After the Gun King stood in front of the restaurant with his head held high, hundreds of martial arts people behind him also opened the car doors and walked out of the car. They also stood solemnly behind the Gun King.

They were divided into two columns and stood neatly.

The evening breeze blows gently, with a slight coolness.

But everyone here was full of passion and hope in their hearts.

Everyone knows that this night will be the night that determines their fate in Chinese martial arts.

If Chu Yunyang comes out of the mountain, their Chinese martial arts structure will have a chance to unify.

If the King of Yanjing avoided him, their Chinese martial arts would probably be divided in the future.

Therefore, this night, no matter what, the King of Yanjing must be invited to come out to help with the boxing!

It was precisely under this strong desire that the gun king He Xilai stood up first, clasped his fists at the tall building in front of him. The next moment, the sound of request and sincere words resounded throughout the building.

"Now I am in China, thieves are in power."

"Chinese martial arts are in danger."

"The King of Fighters has fallen, and the God of War has left. The Demon King Chu Yun even wants to split my Chinese martial arts and become the king."

"Now is the time for my life and death in China."

"My spear king He Xilai was entrusted by the Sword Saint, representing the Supreme Martial Arts, and specially came to ask the King of Yanjing to come out to help."

"Please ask King Chu Yunyang of Yanjing to eliminate evil thieves and support me in Chinese martial arts!!"

It was like a stone falling to the ground, the clanging sounds and burning words echoed throughout the world.

Under the leadership of the gun king He Xilai, hundreds of Chinese warriors behind him clasped their fists and bowed to ask for help.

"Please ask King Chu Yunyang of Yanjing to eliminate evil thieves and support my Chinese martial arts!"

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"Please kill the Demon King of Chu and save my China from danger!"

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“……Support the Chinese martial arts!”

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The sounds that echoed one after another, like surging waves, echoing on the night sky of Yanjing for a long time.

Hundreds of people all beg for mourning and gathered into a stream and impacted this world.

Some of them even had tears in their eyes and tears flowing.

Tianhao Guild Hall was originally a downtown area. The scene here naturally attracted everyone's attention.

Many passers-by surrounded them, including couples who went out to play, staff who had just gotten off work, and students who went home after evening study.

They looked at the group of people gathered in the hotel curiously, and some young men and women even picked up their mobile phones to take pictures.

The flash lights that illuminated one after another shone on the old faces of Gun King and others. The crystal tears reflected the light of the moonlit night, but touched many people.

As the night gets deeper and more and more people gather here.

The Gun King led the Chinese martial arts people to worship outside the hotel. The sorrowful plea echoed the world. Many of the tenants in the hotel looked up, but the person the Gun King and the others were waiting for still did not appear.

"When facing the Demon King Chu, is the King of Yanjing also afraid?"

Many people were desperate and shook their heads and sighed.

However, the Gun King still insisted stubbornly: "No, don't give up!"

"The King of Yanjing will definitely come out!"

"I will definitely lead us to defeat that evil thief Chu Yun..."

He Xilai didn't know where he came from his confidence. A loud voice sounded, but it inspired everyone to not give up.

Then, the Gun King looked forward again, and the sound of mourning and begging sounded again between the night sky.

"Please support my Chinese martial arts!"

"......Please support me in Chinese martial arts!"

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Everyone held it with all their strength, and they were almost hoarse. They seemed to have placed all their hopes on the King of Yanjing.

Some people cried, some prayed, and some even knelt down and begged.

They only asked the King of Yanjing to come out of the mountain and defeat the demon king Chu Yun, and the humiliation of Yanshan kneeling down and worshipping him, and even more so that he could not let him split the Chinese martial arts.

The sad voices of the crowd gathered into a stream, and the passers-by around were also moved. They turned on the flashlights of their phones to give them light and encourage them.

Finally, at a moment when Gun King and others were almost desperate, a figure finally emerged on the top of the tall building.

The moonlight was dim and everyone couldn't see his face clearly.

I only saw his clothes moving in the strong wind.

"Ha ha..."

"The King of Yanjing is out!"

"Chinese martial arts are saved..."

"The King of Yanjing has come out of the mountain!!"

The people who were originally crying in despair roared excitedly, and their excited voices trembled the entire starry sky.

The Gun King also smiled and looked up at the figure who was windy under the moonlit night.

"Is that the King of Yanjing?"

"It's true that he has a kingly spirit."

While Gun King and others were surprised, several people walked out in the hotel in a hurry.

They were in suits and tie, and they looked respectful.

As soon as they walked out of the hotel, they stood left and right, then looked up at the sky, and bowed respectfully to the figure on the top of the tall building.

"Please invite the King of Yanjing, Mr. Chu!" Guo Huai, the head of the Guo family, worshipped his head.

"Please invite the King of Yanjing, Mr. Chu!" The head of the Shen family, Shen Wanqian bowed his head.

The head of the Xu family, Xu Bowen, also worshiped his head.

Seeing the three great ranks worshipping respectfully, the Gun King He Xilai was undoubtedly more confirmed.
Chapter completed!