cried...

Everyone who came from Xanadu cried with red eyes after hearing these words.

turn out to be--

In this world, in addition to feelings, there are also national conditions that can stir people's deepest hearts.

turn out to be--

It's so good to have a strong home and a place where you can go home when you travel far away.

"I can see that you are playing for international organizations not for us, but because there are people who need you and believe in you."

Quan Jin still had an expressionless face.

Mr. Feng continued to speak sincerely: "Quan Jin, the headquarters needs you."

"Just like we all need a home, it's not a dependence, but a necessity!"

It's not really dependent.

But it must exist!

Health points increased by ten points...

Hundred points......

Thousand points......

There are as many health points as there are Xanadu spectators standing in front of Quan Jin. They look at Quan Jin with a light of hope.

"I will be there for the last final."

Quan Jin said in a non-negotiable tone: "What is the competition today?"

"Ammunition making." Master Feng responded quickly.

Quan Jin nodded: "Do you want to win?"

"think!"

"Do you want to win?"

"I?"

Quan Jin said matter-of-factly: "Do you still remember how the major forces mocked you?"

"Do you still remember how aggrieved the central organization looked when they lost in the preliminary round?"

Any audience who hears Quan Jin’s words.

Everybody clench their fingers.

Remember!

This is humiliating!

"After watching this video, you can go to the competition!" Quan Jin took out his cell phone from his pocket, turned it around in his palm, and threw it in the direction of Young Master Feng.

The movements are cool and crisp.

Mr. Feng quickly took the phone and glanced at the screen: "Is this the process of making ammunition?"

"But I'm not very proficient in this area."

"You can't even go on stage even if you have a temporary job, not to mention that the competitors from all over the world have been carefully selected."

"I......"

Young Master Feng was about to say something, but was interrupted by Quan Jin:

“Let’s talk after watching it!”

"As long as you believe you can win, you will definitely win!"

Seeing how confident and determined Quan Jin was, Mr. Feng clenched his phone and nodded solemnly. He lit up the screen on the spot and focused his eyes on the subtitles.

Continue again!

Young Master Feng's eyes were sharp, as if he had seen something, and his face was filled with excitement.

Quan Jin handed the mobile phone to Young Master Feng.

Then he walked towards the women and passers-by not far away.

"Ta-ta..."

The shoes stepped on the ground, making a crisp sound.

Suddenly.

They seemed to have seen the coming king, with a strong aura and a sarcastic curve at the corner of her mouth, standing in front of passers-by.

"Go back to the hotel, you don't have anything to do here."

The hotel manager looked at Quan Jin.

"Okay, if you need anything, Miss Quan Jin can just come to me directly." The hotel manager didn't dare to ask any more questions and left with the security guard.

The woman stared closely at Quan Jin's face.

Fear and hatred: "What do you want to do? Do you really dare to send us to the police station?"

"Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

Quan Jin put his hands in his pockets.

Take two steps back.

A slight sneer came from the depths of her throat. Her cold gaze swept across the audience and she said one sentence that made the entire audience ecstatic: "I won't send it off."

"Really, really?"

A passerby almost thought he heard wrongly: "Thank you, Miss Quan Jin, you are indeed the head of the Quan family, your magnanimity..."

However!

Before the passers-by could finish speaking gratefully.

The girl standing opposite them suddenly laughed: "I only said that I won't send you to the law enforcement department, but I didn't say that I won't send you a word."

"What...what words?"

Passers-by and women felt increasingly uneasy.

Quan Jin's smile deepened.

She pulled out her right hand!

"Wow!"

Pull the mask over your chin.

Before the passers-by could make a startling gasp, Quan Jin had already raised his hand and slid his sleeves down, revealing the red silk thread tied to his wrist.

The corners of the mouth are slightly hooked, and the lips are slightly parted.
Chapter completed!