My martial arts master is too crazy, 3000 million black fans

Chapter 266: Shocking swordsmanship, Little Pickle is convinced
Judging from his appearance alone, there is something about this guy with this demeanor.

There's something a little bit like a swordsman master.

"Very good." Jiang Yang showed a pleased expression. He was expecting the other party to have some real power.

Li Chichang took a few steps forward, held his sword in both hands, and performed a kendo etiquette, "Haidong Kendo, Li Chichang."

Jiang Yang also took a few steps forward, held his sword in both hands and saluted, "Tang Guo, Jiang Yang."

"Please!"

"Please!"

The two kendo masters were very straightforward, without any nonsense, and started the competition immediately after meeting.

Li Chichang pulled out a bamboo sword.

Two-handed sword.

Stay calm.

Jiang Yang made no preparations, and stood casually with his sword unsheathed.

All around, pairs of eyes focused on the two sword masters.

A few reporters made eye contact, and their eyes were full of hope.

I hope Master Li Chichang can defeat the Jiangyang bandits.

"This guy looks like he has something." Gao Meng underestimated.

Li Lei beside him nodded, "How many brushes does this temperament have?"

"Mr. Jiang, be careful!" Li Chichang warned.

He has the bearing of a master.

Jiang Yang smiled, holding the long sword across his chest, still unsheathed, "Director Li, feel free to take action."

"excuse me."

Li Chichang stabbed Jiang Yang in the chest with his sword.

Seeing that the sword was about to hit his chest, Jiang Yang turned sideways and dodged the sword.

Immediately, the scabbard in his hand——

"Snapped!"

It hit Li Chichang on the head.

The knock made Li Chichang roll his eyes.

First, the sword in his hand fell to the ground, and then the person fell to the ground.

It was so simple that I fainted immediately.

The atmosphere around him solidified.

Some reporters had their hands ready to applaud, while others opened their mouths to shout, "Come on."

There are kendo gym students who are about to shout to the gym leader to cheer up.

All were stunned.

The hands are stiff.

The words in his mouth were swallowed directly.

Everyone was stunned.

Why did Li Chichang, the kendo master of Haidong Kendo and a famous kendo master, collapse?
Just fell down.

He was knocked on the head by the Jiangyang thief with the scabbard, just like that, and passed out.

This... doesn't meet everyone's expectations.

I thought there would be a shocking showdown between swordsmen and swordsmen.

The atmosphere is here.

The morale of the little pickles was high and their spirits were lifted.

The result is this?

"Haidong Kendo, haha!" Jiang Yang laughed, "I was almost fooled by you, I thought you were a master."

"Slot!"

The tall and fierce monster yelled, "Ms. Xipi, this guy is really good at pretending. I just said there should be something about his temperament, and that's it!"

"Haha!" Bai Xiaoni laughed. "He is very funny. He reminded the master to be careful before he made a move. Why did he offend me? I was also fooled by him. I thought this guy was the second Kamiya Musashi. At least he was. A master of swordsmanship, how could he expect to be so frustrated?"

It's very frustrating.

The master's sword was not drawn out of its sheath, so he knocked him unconscious with just one blow.

So disappointing.

Not to mention the master's disappointment, Bai Xiaoni also felt disappointed.

Why are you pretending to be so frustrated?
"Dear reporters, is this your Haidong Kendo Grandmaster, a master of Kendo?" Jiang Yang looked at the reporters around him with a disappointed expression on his face, "If this is what you call a Master of Kendo, with this strength, I Very disappointed.

What kind of bullshit grandmaster is this? What bullshit Haidong Kendo is this? This is a piece of trash. "

When Jiang Yang spoke, he glanced at the many students of Haidong Kendo and said unceremoniously, "I call you a bunch of trash."

After a pause, he repeated, "Trash!"

brush~~
Many kendo gym students turned red.

Many reporters also blushed.

Hot and hot.

It was really embarrassing to be called trash in front of my face.

But when he saw Director Jin lying unconscious on the ground, he had nothing to say. He didn't know how to refute?

It's not just waste.

"With this trash, with his strength, who gave you the courage? He even made a video to challenge me, and I'm going to ask you, who gave you the courage?
do you know?This kind of trash has no qualifications to challenge me or draw a sword in front of me. I ask you, do you, this kind of trash, have the qualifications to speak in front of me?
You are insulting me by challenging me with such rubbish. You are insulting my swordsmanship of the Tang Dynasty and the sacred swordsmanship.

The art of swordsmanship is sacred and supreme, but it has been ruined by rubbish like you. "

Jiang Yang scolded angrily.

When his eyes fell on the crowd, there were several students with angry eyes, and they actually dared to get angry.

"Why are some of you still unconvinced, and you all laughed angrily. You are really a bunch of trash. Without that strength, there is an inexplicable self-confidence and inexplicable pride.

I don’t know where your pride comes from?
Maybe you are just a bunch of frogs in a well. I have to teach you a lesson today, so that you..." Jiang Yang pointed at the students at the kendo hall, and then pointed at the reporters at the scene, "Including you, I'm talking about your group. Frog at the bottom of the well, today I will let you see what is the real way of swordsmanship.

I guess you have never seen what real swordsmanship is, so you hold up such rubbish. "

He glanced at Li Chichang lying on the ground again.

"It's ridiculous to think of such rubbish as a master of swordsmanship."

After speaking, Jiang Yang turned his eyes to a student in the kendo hall and said, "You, come out."

Jiang Yang's words seemed to have a magical power, and the accused students walked out unconsciously.

When he realized that he had walked out of the crowd and faced the Jiangyang thief alone, he realized what he was doing, and suddenly he panicked.

"All you frogs in the well are watching," the Jiangyang Thief said in a pleasant voice.

The next second, he heard the sound of a sword being unsheathed.

Immediately afterwards, a sword shadow stabbed towards him.

The student was so frightened that he closed his eyes and his body tensed up.

"Swipe!"

The shadow of the sword danced on his chest.

In a flash, Jiang Yang was behind him again.

The sword shadow disappeared after waving a few times.

Another sound, this is the sound of the sword being sheathed, and Jiang Yang returned to his original position.

Onlookers only saw him circling around the kendo student.

Only the shadow of the sword can be seen.

This process lasted for more than ten seconds.

All eyes are focused on the kendo students.

It's nothing.

He was fine, nothing happened.

When the student opened his eyes, he didn't find anything.

what happened?
He was puzzled.

The other students and reporters watching around were also confused and didn't understand what was happening.

When people are in doubt.

"boom!"

There was an explosion, and the student's clothes on his chest and back exploded simultaneously.

The kendo uniform he wore, including the vest underneath, was broken into rags and fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the students were shirtless and topless.

"Ah!" He jumped in fright and crossed his arms in fear.

"Fuck!"

"Oh my God!"

"My God!"

There were screams of surprise from all around, and everyone's eyes widened and their mouths were dumbfounded.

No one expected such a scene in advance.

Suddenly the student's clothes exploded.

It was broken into strips of cloth.

"How could such good clothes explode?" a reporter wondered.

What do you say?
Could it be...the reporter immediately thought of the reason and focused his eyes on the long sword in the hands of the Jiangyang thief.

This is the sword.

My mother~~
The female reporter opened her mouth wide. How many times did the gangster swing his sword?
To mark someone's clothes like this?

Amazing.

All the little pickles at the scene were shocked.

Scalp tingling.

This is the real swordsmanship, it is amazing.

Is this a shock?

A smile emerged from the corner of Jiang Yang's mouth.

It's not over yet.

"Ah!" First a kendo student screamed, "There are words on his back."

"There is writing on his chest." Immediately afterwards, a male reporter from Seoul TV station exclaimed.

Have words?

all brushes~~
All eyes were focused on the kendo student's chest and back.

Sure enough, there are words.

Look carefully, on his chest, two light red characters appear on the back. On the chest is the character "Sword", and on the back is the character "Tao".

The combination is two words: "Kendo"

The writing was light red, so light that it almost punctured the skin, but did not hurt.

The students themselves were not aware of it and did not feel any pain.

Was this stabbed with a sword?

Was it just stabbed?
I drop a good boy.

Oh my God!

I rely on rely on!

Once again, the collective was dumbfounded.

Everyone was shocked.

My jaw dropped in shock.

"Oh my god!" It was Gao Meng who made Bai Xiaoni and other team members look dumbfounded.

This is the kendo demonstrated by the boss.

The might of a sword.

Shocked everyone.

This kind of swordsmanship is enough to make a person's clothes explode in just two strokes. This is outrageous enough.

What's even more outrageous is that there are two words left on the chest and back.

Liliyuan grass.

"A bunch of frogs in a well, they are all stupid, they are all shocked, I told you to teach you a lesson, let you see, this is the real way of swordsmanship." Jiang Yang secretly laughed in his heart.

This is actually a bit unfair. It’s not that the pickles are ignorant, or it’s not just them. This is not the same as the countless Tang netizens on the Internet who are stupid and have never seen it.

"I'm in a hurry~~"

"my mom!"

"I just knelt down."

"Mom asked me why I knelt down."

"I'm already stupid."

"Fantastic."

"This kind of swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world!"

"Boss, why don't I just kneel down to you?"

"Madam, madam, you are so awesome!"

"Explode!"

"My scalp is numb."

……

Countless barrages were overwhelming.

Netizens exclaimed, they were all shocked, their scalps were numb with shock.

Who has seen such swordsmanship before? If anyone has seen it, it has only been in movies and TV series. Who has seen it in reality?

Everyone is a frog in the well.

The scene was completely silent, and everyone was still in shock. Some had their mouths wide open, some had their eyes wide open, and some looked confused...

No one noticed that Li Chichang woke up from coma and sat up. Others were still a little confused.

When I saw the words on the student's chest, I felt as if I was electrocuted, and my whole body became stiff.

The eyes are dull, and the person seems to be stupid.

"Have you all seen it? This is swordsmanship." Jiang Yang spoke, breaking the silence of the scene.

"This is the swordsmanship of our Tang Dynasty. This is the real swordsmanship. Can it be compared to those so-called rubbish swordsmanship?"

"I said I would teach you a lesson, and I want to show you the real swordsmanship in the world.

Only when you see what real swordsmanship is like, will you not be deceived by some fake masters and deceived by some commercially packaged martial arts.

Now that you have all seen it, tell me, don’t be so ignorant and brainless in the future, okay? "

Jiang Yang spoke to the reporters in an educational tone.

None of the reporters spoke. They were still in shock and had not recovered.

"That's pretty much what I've said. Let me ask one last question, is there anyone else who wants to challenge? Is there anyone who is still unconvinced?"

Jiang Yang glanced at the students and coaches in the kendo hall.

No one answered.

It should be said that no one dared to answer.

"No one, right... Okay, that's it, Xiaoni, let's go."

Jiang Yang turned around and walked away, taking a few steps... huh?

Looking back, the team members didn't move.

Only when he turned around did the team members react and follow him.

But the reporters still stood there stupidly.

After a while, the convoy was mighty and set off again, heading to the next target.

The next one, the sixth martial arts gym, is a Taekwondo gym.

The next one, the seventh martial arts gym, is also a Taekwondo gym.

The eighth one is still a Taekwondo gym.

Ninth, Kendo Hall.

Tenth, Kendo Hall.

In one breath, Jiang Yang kicked over 5 martial arts gyms, totaling 10 martial arts gyms.

"Rubbish."

"It's all rubbish."

"A bunch of garbage, all frogs in the well."

"Little Pickle calls you rubbish, is there anyone else who doesn't accept it?"

A series of taunts.

Have the little pickles taken it? How will they react?

Their reaction changed.

The mentality has changed.

There has been an earth-shaking change. From the initial anger, humiliation, and frustration... it gradually turned into shock, lack of confidence, stunned, and dumbfounded.

The little pickles were greatly shocked.

In the words of some Neon netizens, "Little pickles, you have experienced our feelings, have you felt the terror brought by the big devil?" '

'Little pickles, just tremble. '

They were already trembling, and the little pickles already understood this trend in their hearts. No one in the remaining ten martial arts gyms could be the opponent of Jiangyang Thief.

There is no suspense about the next development of the situation, with Jiangyang's thieves pushing him all the way.

Nos. 11, [-], and [-] were kicked down in succession.

His nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

On the way to No. 14's house, there was an episode.

A big-bodied little pickle who claimed to be Hercules stood in the middle of the street, blocking the movement of the convoy.

They clamored to defeat the gangsters.

Jiang Yang got out of the car.

"Come here and die, the Jiangyang thief. I'm going to beat you to death. I want you to know that we..."

"What are we?" He didn't finish what he said later, and he didn't have the chance to say it.

Jiang Yang went over and punched him directly.

After the fight, I turned around without even looking.

Behind him, the little pickle who called himself Hercules fell to the ground.

"That's the kind of stuff."

After getting into the car, Jiang Yang spread his hands in front of the live broadcast camera, looking helpless.

"Just think of it as a joke for everyone." Jiang Yang said with a smile.

"Pfft... I burst out laughing."

"It's fun to see silly birds popping up out of nowhere."

"Hahaha!"

In the live broadcast room, netizens burst into laughter.Compared to the little pickles, they are not laughable.

When the motorcade passed by, the reporters in the car stared wide-eyed. The little pickle lay motionless on the ground and passed out.

"Oh my God, the Big Devil is really scary!" KBS TV reporter Kim Ji Kyo muttered to herself, her eyes full of shock.

It's really scary, so scary that it makes people tremble.

The terrifying thing——

One kilometer away on the street, five men wearing traditional Korean costumes were sitting in a van, with Taegeuk flag turbans on their heads.

There are several big words written on the clothes: "Dahan Martial Arts"

One of them also held a flag in his hand, which read: "The criminal thief kneels down to apologize!"

This appearance also requires a challenge, just waiting for the convoy from Jiangyang Avenue to arrive.

But when they saw the live broadcast on their mobile phones, the five people looked horrified.

The five people were silent, and no one in the car spoke.

After a while, one of the thin men asked weakly, "Are we still challenging?"

After looking at each other for a few times, the five of them shook their heads.

slip away.

The big devil is so terrifying, who dares to challenge him?

This is not looking for shit.

"Boom boom boom!"

The van drove away so fast that it disappeared from the street in a few blinks of an eye.

After a while, Jiang Yang’s team arrived at No. 14, a judo gym run by a small kimchi.

As a result it closed.

There is a sign hanging at the door: "Interior Decoration"

What a nice interior decoration.

"Hahahaha!"

"Laugh and cry."

"Talent, this is a talent."

"Little pickle, you succeeded in making me laugh."

"Well, you know the interior decoration."

"Why are you like this? Can't people really decorate their interiors? (This one costs 5 cents)"

"Hahahaha!"

Tang netizens laughed loudly.

The one who laughed was so full of laughter that many people actually laughed to tears.

Go on, don't stop laughing.

Next, No. 15, this kendo gym was not open either. Their excuse was that the coaches were away and went out for group activities.

Those who stayed in the kendo hall were some students and ordinary employees.

No matter how arrogant and unruly the gangsters are, they can't bully these students, right?

This excuse is acceptable, it's not an interior decoration after all.

Then there was No. 16, a Taekwondo gym. This one simply admitted that they were no match and begged to be let go.

Three families in a row gave up.

Scared of being beaten.

So netizens keep laughing and don’t stop.

Tangguo’s netizens couldn’t stop laughing. What was the reaction of the little pickles? Do they have any opinions?

Three gymnasiums surrendered directly in succession. Such a shameful behavior must have made the little pickles angry. They should feel angry.

Alas, I said it wrong this time.

This time they were not angry, and even had some understanding in their hearts.

The criminal thief is not a human being, he is not a person, he is a terrifying demon king from hell.

We are mortals. How can mortals defeat the devil of hell? So it is not shameful to surrender. Please understand.

Long live understanding.

Before I knew it, No. 17 was home.

This one is not closed.

There is no cowardice, and they are very brave and backbone.

Face the terrifying demon king without flinching or fear.

The director, plus the chief coach, plus six or seven fighting coaches.

Not afraid to die.

But again, how could a mortal defeat the Demon King of Hell?

The more unconvinced you are, the harder you will be beaten by the big devil.

Seven or eight people, including the curator and the chief, all had their balls exploded without exception.

Please forgive them.

They don't know that Jiangyang Thief also has a title that is even more frightening than the 'Terror Demon King': "The Exploding Egg Immortal"

How terrifying is the Egg Popping Immortal, if you don’t know, please ask the little days.

carry on.

Next, No. 18, then No. 19, until the last one.

The sun gradually sets over the mountain.

The setting sun shines on the glass, reflecting colorful brilliance.

You can see through the glass that there is a gym inside.

The Jiangyang Thief stood in the center of the gym like a demon.

All around were lying on the ground.

Some people held their broken legs and groaned in pain, some held their stomachs and vomited wildly, even vomiting out the overnight meal, and some covered their noses with blood on their hands.

Some people were covering their balls and moaning.

Screams, moans, and cries were intertwined.

awful!awful!awful!
"Who else?" The big devil's voice was like thunder.

The students still standing in the surrounding gym looked horrified.

The coach, who was still standing, looked horrified.

Their courage evaporated, they were defeated.

All around, hundreds of reporters were silent, and no one spoke.

This is the last gym, a Taekwondo gym, and you can tell the result just by looking at the people lying on the ground.

The big devil challenged 20 martial arts gyms in one morning and afternoon, an unprecedented feat.

Such a record is terrifying and invincible.

"Little pickle trash!"

At this time, Gao Meng shouted loudly, causing the team members to shout in unison:

"Little pickle trash!"

"Little pickle trash!"

"Little pickle trash!"

……

Countless netizens in the live broadcast room are posting comments:
"Little pickle trash!"

"Little pickle trash!"

"Little pickle trash!"

At the scene, the shouts of team members were deafening.

Shouted little pickle trash one after another.

It just pricks your heart and lungs.

No one said anything to the little pickles at the scene, they were numb.

Jiang Yang defeated them with his absolute strength.

Convince yourself.

At this moment, no matter how proud he was, Little Pickle admitted in his heart that Jiangyang's bandits were indeed invincible and Tang's martial arts were indeed strong. Compared to their rubbish martial arts, one word was - convinced.

"Boss, invincible! Invincible!"

Another shout, led by Gao Meng, the team members once again shouted in unison:
"Invincible!"

"Invincible!"

"Invincible!"

Netizens commented:

"Invincible!"

"Invincible!"

"Invincible!"

……

When the barrage flooded the screen, the singing voice sounded in the live broadcast room. The staff responsible for the live broadcast in the background played a song:
Invincible how lonely

Invincible is how empty

Alone in the summit, the cold wind keeps blowing
My loneliness who can understand me

……

First the music started and gradually all the netizens started singing along:
Invincible how lonely

Invincible is how empty

Can she, hiding in the sky, listen to me?

my loneliness endless loneliness

……

The sun went down on the mountain.

Calendar page turning.

In the blink of an eye, three days later, Jiang Yang's bandits kicked out an unprecedented 20 martial arts gyms in Han Kingdom in one day. Even after three days, the impact of the incident is still fermenting.

The Han people lost their voices collectively.

The little pickles on the Internet collectively lost their voices.

The kimchi martial arts community collectively lost its voice.

Just a big word "service".

……

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Live broadcast starts.

"Hello, good morning, family, I am Jiang Yang, it is seven o'clock in the morning. We are about to leave for the airport, and we are going back to China."

Jiang Yang appeared in the live broadcast with a bright smile.

I'm happy to be back home.

In the live broadcast, the team members have packed their luggage, and the car is waiting outside, ready to get on.

“Family, we’re getting in the car.

About three hours later, we arrived at Changsha Airport. "

"We are going back to China!" Bai Xiaoni waved happily to the camera, "Are you looking forward to it? Family, we are finally going back to China, we are going home, and we are looking forward to our reunion."

The trip to the cold country ended successfully.

The team members are going home and embarking on a journey back home.

At the same time, domestic fan groups have already been taking action.

The boss was going back to China today. They had known it a few days in advance and had prepared a grand pick-up ceremony for 10 people a few days in advance.

At six o'clock in the morning, fans had already arrived at Huanghua Airport.

Hundreds of buses passed through the special passage and entered the airport runway.

Came down, more than 600 people.

They are all fans, some are male and some are female, some are young and some are old. The youngest is seven or eight years old and the oldest is 70 years old.

Each of the fans held a small red flag in their right hand, some held a poster of Boss in their left hand, some had Boss's face on their clothes, and some had "No. [-] in the World" Boss on their foreheads. I love you '

There are dozens of banners in the queue:

"Warmly welcome the boss back to China!"

"Boss, welcome home. People from my hometown are here to pick you up."

"Revitalize the martial arts of the Tang Dynasty! Promote the prestige of our country!"

"Fight invincible hands all over the world!"

……

This is the first batch of fans to arrive at the airport.

There are countless batches to follow.

"Reporting to the director's department, the first batch of 600 fans have arrived and we have arrived at the airport."

"Okay, please be careful to maintain order at the airport and not affect the normal operation of the airport."

"receive."

In order to organize this big airport pick-up event of 10 people, the fan group formed a director department late at night.

Chen Peng serves as the chief director, Wang Yu and Liu Jun serve as deputy directors, and hundreds of administrators in the group serve as group leaders, organizing fan groups from all over the country.

The last time, two months ago, they also established a director's department and had experience organizing a "gathering of millions of people in ten cities". They were familiar with organizing similar events again and in an orderly manner.

"Reporting to the Director's Department, the second, third, fourth, and fifth batch of fan groups, with a total number of 2000 people, are less than 5 kilometers away from the airport. They are about to enter the venue. Please be prepared."

"The director's department received it."

"Reporting to the director department, I am at the high-speed rail station and have received thousands of fans. We are preparing to leave the high-speed rail station."

……

Countless information was reported to the director's department, and fans from all over the country and local Changsha gathered at the airport in an orderly manner.

At eight o'clock, both sides of the runway at the airport were already filled with black crowds.

On the runway, planes sometimes land and sometimes take off.

A Southern Airbus passenger plane was parked on the runway.

The cabin door opened and a passenger came out.

"Wow!"

"what's the situation?"

"Why are there so many people?" "So many people!"

The passengers who came out were surprised to see so many people on one side of the runway.

The black crowd.

"Boss, welcome home!" A male passenger in his early 30s wearing glasses focused his eyes on a banner in the crowd, chanted out curiously: "They are picking up people, who is the boss, and who are they picking up?" ah?"

"Holy crap, is he a gangster?" A man a few years younger next to him asked in surprise.

"It's a gangster." A passenger exclaimed.

"Wow, they are here to pick up Jiangyang Avenue."

"Isn't Jiang Yangdao in South Korea? He is going back to China."

"This is returning home."

"Wow, the gangster is coming back to China?"

The passengers were talking a lot, and many passengers became excited.

"Honey, let's go out later and take a look at the Jiangyang Thief."

"Mom, I want to stay and watch Jiangyang Avenue."

"Let's not leave now, I want to stay and watch Jiang Yang." "Yes, yes, don't leave yet." "I want to see it too." "The car is waiting for us outside, don't you want to go?" "Call Let the car wait for us first.”…

Half of the passengers on the plane immediately decided not to leave, but to stay and watch Jiangyang Avenue.

Jiangyang Thief is a legendary figure. If you have the opportunity to see it with your own eyes, of course you must take a look.

After getting off the plane, a passenger walked into the fan group and asked, and the answer he received was that Jiangyang Daodao was returning to China today and the plane arrived at 9:30.

9:30 is very fast, less than an hour and a half, so don’t leave, just wait a while.

Time passed minute by second with countless pairs of eyes looking forward to it.

Nine-twenty.

A passenger plane flying from Seoul to Changsha appeared in Changsha airspace.

"Dear passengers, we are about to arrive at Changsha Airport, please fasten your seat belts.

The plane is about to land and there will be some bumps. Please don't panic and fasten your seat belts. "

The PA in the cabin rang.

"Master, here we are."

Jiang Yang opened his eyes, "Are you here?"

"We're here." Bai Xiaoni nodded.

Finally returned home.

Jiang Yang couldn't suppress his excitement.

After being away from the country for more than three months, he felt homesick.

I desperately want to go home.

"We are finally back home, so excited!" Li Lei said with an excited smile on his face.

"My wife said that my little Mengzi didn't sleep all night long, looking forward to his father coming home." Gao Meng said with a smile.

He cast his eyes out the window, and his heart had already flown home.

Homesick.

"Hey, look... wow, there are so many people!" Gao Meng saw the crowds on the airport runway ahead and shouted loudly.

"There are a lot of people, right?" Li Lei heard this and came to the window, looked up and looked down.

wow~~
I saw that the airport runway below was completely black and full of people.

"Hey, darling, how many people have Chen Peng and the others organized?" Wang Qiang also saw it when he was talking.

Several people knew that fans had organized a pick-up event, but they didn't know how many people there were.

Chen Peng and the others didn't say anything. They deliberately didn't tell the boss, saying they wanted to give him a surprise.

This is really a surprise.

"I'm afraid there are tens of thousands of people!" Gao Mang exclaimed.

Others in the cabin couldn't see it, so they wanted to unbuckle their seat belts and stand up.

At this time, the stewardess reminded me to unfasten the seat belt during the descent of the plane. This behavior was more dangerous, so she gave up.

The plane began to descend.

Land slowly on the runway and taxi forward along the runway.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

"Oh my god, how many people are there!"

There were exclamations in the airport, and the team members saw the crowds on both sides of the runway through the windows.

(End of this chapter)