Then he agrees,

Wang Xiaoyu's gentle question successfully shifted everyone's attention to me.

Before this, almost everyone on the scene was immersed in the joy of the magical return of the Son of the Great Hell. Everyone's attention was on Wang Xiaoyu, and I had long forgotten the martial arts champion, who was still glorious not long ago.

Logically speaking, after winning the championship of the Martial Arts Association, Jin Ye abdicated and gave up the wise. Then I should be the one who held the bull for the next two years in the Emperor City. This is also the usual rule of the Martial Arts Association.

But now the situation has changed. "The Son of the Great Hell" has appeared. Because of everyone's unique feelings for the Great Hell and the escort of several elder brothers, the position of leader has been confirmed to Wang Xiaoyu. Almost no one objected to the scene, and all agreed.

Even Yin Hongyan, who was rebelling fiercely, just didn't want to marry Wang Xiaoyu, and did not agree to Wang Xiaoyu being the leader.

As for whether I agree or not, no one cares at all. Almost everyone thinks I should give way, so everyone's eyes just fell on me and quickly moved away. They didn't take me seriously, and no one came to ask me for my opinion. Xiao Zhongkui said: "Of course Li Dawei agrees. You are the son of the Great Hell. Who would disagree?"

"Yes, Xiaoyu, this imperial city belongs to your father, and now it is just the original owner, and no one will have any objection,"

"Li Dawei is the champion of the martial arts association. You are the leader of the underground world of the Imperial City. Let him assist you in the future. It is not the best of both worlds."

Several elder brothers said one after another, and without asking me, they made a decision for me. It seemed that I could assist Wang Xiaoyu and assist the son of the Great Hell. However, even if everyone supported Wang Xiaoyu to take office, Wang Xiaoyu was still not satisfied. He shook his head slightly, came to me, and asked in a condescending tone: "Li Dawei, I want to hear you say it yourself, do you agree to me as this leader?"

In fact, for him, what's the point of not getting my consent? Almost everyone is standing on his side. Can I still resist the entire imperial city with my own strength?

But Wang Xiaoyu still asked, his tone was frivolous and casual, and his eyes were full of pride. I knew that when he came to ask me, he was not asking for my opinion at all, but just taking this opportunity to humiliate me. His meaning was very obvious, just to let me know that even if I defeated him, even if I won the championship of the martial arts club, I would still be a loser in front of him, because the leader of the Imperial City is still his, and Yin Hongyan is also his.

He stood in front of me like a proud winner, crushing and insulting me, a down-and-out loser.

Don’t you know what he means, but they must be on the side of the “Son of the Great Hell”, so they don’t say a word or say a word. In their opinion, as long as I say a consent, this matter will be over. Wang Xiaoyu will definitely not make things too difficult for me, a champion of the martial arts club, in front of so many people.

But my heart was still filled with unprecedented anger. I had red eyes and stared at Wang Xiaoyu in front of me. The reason I was angry was not because Wang Xiaoyu had firmly occupied the commanding heights and refused to let me go, but because I knew that this guy was just talking nonsense. He deceived everyone at the scene. He was not the son of the Great Hell at all.

I am,

At the beginning, when the smiley ghost said that Wang Xiaoyu was the son of the Great Hell and Miss Yang, I was stunned and stupid, and I had no idea what was going on. For a long time afterwards, I was in a state of confusion. I didn't understand why Wang Xiaoyu became the son of my father and my mother. When I woke up a little, Wang Xiaoyu was already telling his personal experience.

He said that the Great Hell and Miss Yang fled to the south. The three of them lived happily in a small fishing village for many years. It was not until the arrival of the Yang family in the Emperor City that the peace was broken. He also said that the Great Hell was dead. It was because of his mother who came to the Emperor City...

He spoke with emotion and spoke with confidence, and even burst into tears. It seemed that this was true, which moved most of the people at the scene. But I knew he was just talking nonsense. The Great Hell and Miss Yang had never lived in a fishing village in the south. Miss Yang was arrested not because the Yang family in the Emperor City found him, but because she took the little Hell to the Emperor City to heal his wounds and was accidentally discovered by the Yang family. The Great Hell was not dead at all, and she is still in prison.

Wang Xiaoyu's words were obviously premeditated and arranged for a long time, so there was no loophole. The people at the scene, only I knew that he was talking nonsense and making up random things. I couldn't help but want to refute him on the spot, but he actually took out his lifelong skills compiled by the King of Hell, and instantly won the trust of Xiao Zhongkui, Grandma Lianhua and others. Almost everyone believed that he was the son of the King of Hell.

And I was also confused again. Judging from the performance of Grandma Lotus and others, the booklet that recorded the life of the Great Hell should be real. It was indeed compiled by my father, but I have never seen it, and my father never said how it fell into Wang Xiaoyu's hands.

To be honest, if I was not an insider, if I was not the real son of the Great Hell, I would have been deceived by Wang Xiaoyu, because the stories and evidence he provided were too real, and the old world such as Lotus Grandma were deceived by him.

If I were just an ordinary warrior, maybe I would have been willing to give up the position of leader of the Imperial City under the pressure of everyone.

But I am the son of the Great King of Hell and Miss Yang.

I don't know why Wang Xiaoyu pretended to be me, but after thinking about it, it only has two words: fame, profit,

The Great Hell's position in the imperial city is so noble. With such a loyal old subordinate, becoming the Great Hell's son can be turned over and over, and reach the sky in one step.

As the real son of the Great Hell, how could I watch this guy use my identity to control the Imperial City?

I want to expose Wang Xiaoyu's lies, but I can't provide any evidence. If I want to expose that he is fake, I must prove that I am true. In fact, the method is very simple. There are even many ways. The fastest way is to call the little king of hell here. As Miss Yang's younger brother, doesn't he know who is the real son of the Great King of Hell?

Or break into the Yang family, enter the Meiyuan, and talk about who is Miss Yang's son in front of Miss Yang.

I can even take you to Luocheng No. 1 Prison to let you see that the real King of Hell is not dead at all.

But these methods were rejected by me one by one in my heart, not because it was so difficult to implement, but because the little Hell repeatedly warned me that I must not disclose my identity, otherwise my life would be difficult to protect, and the Yang family would definitely not let me go.

Although Grandma Lotus and others will definitely sacrifice their lives to protect me, the mighty Hell King was beaten by the Yang family. What role can they play when they really fight against them?

For my safety, I definitely cannot reveal my identity, but I don’t want to watch Wang Xiaoyu get to the top because of his name. That would be too frustrating. What should I do?

Just when I was full of doubts, Wang Xiaoyu, who was standing in front of me, was already impatient: "I ask you whether you agree or not, are your ears deaf? Why are you glaring at me? Are you not convinced? If you are not convinced, you can tell me and let everyone judge me,"

This guy was really mean to mobilize the people to attack me. No wonder Yin Hongyan disgusted him. Everyone around him was also confused by his identity as the "Son of the Great King of Hell" and was successfully led by him. For a moment, all kinds of voices came in, basically condemning me for being ungrateful and not knowing how to advance and retreat, and asked me to give up my seat quickly.

Even Mr. Jin, who was standing aside, gently pulled my sleeve and whispered: "Li Dawei, my arms can't touch my thighs, please agree to him quickly."

Seeing that everyone at the scene was attacking me, Wang Xiaoyu became even more proud, and a sneer was raised at the corner of her mouth: "Speak quickly, do not agree,"

My heart was furious, and my body was trembling slightly. I wished I could punch him hard and lie on the ground, then stomp his head and scold him for a fake, but such words were always stuck in my throat and I couldn't make up my mind to say it.

"Tell me, are you fucking deaf?" Wang Xiaoyu grinned and grabbed my collar, and his tone became more and more fierce: "I am the son of the Great Hell. Are you very dissatisfied? I'll ask you again at the end, do you agree or not?"

"I am the son of the Great Hell,"

This sentence successfully ignited my anger and also made the string tense in my heart break. Wang Xiaoyu's arrogant and domineering style and Wang Xiaoyu's shameless despicable behavior completely angered me. I decided to give up. I want to expose this guy and I want to announce my identity.

I am the son of the Great Hell.

However, just as I was about to speak, a voice came from afar: "I don't agree,"

Hearing this voice, everyone turned around in surprise. The iron-faced judge holding Guan Gong's sword walked out of the crowd. Liu Xin, Lao Wu and others followed him. There were dozens of people in a vast and powerful way. The backbone members of the Hell Gate had basically come here.

Of course, there is no need to say much about the status of the Iron-Faced Judge in the Imperial City. Even the Lotus Grandma and the Old Man of Netherworld were respectful to him. The crowd dispersed and gave way to him automatically.

After the Iron-faced judge and others came to the stage, Xiao Zhongkui, the Smiling Ghost and others greeted him one after another.

"Brother Iron Face, you're finally here,"

"Iron-faced judge, you came just in time. There was an unexpected surprise tonight. Wang Xiaoyu turned out to be the eldest brother's son."

"Xiaoyu, let me show you the secrets left by your father's unique skills to the Iron Face Brother."

Everyone was talking, and Wang Xiaoyu quickly took out the ragged booklet and handed it to the Iron-Faced Judge, and said, "Brother Iron-Faced, my father told me before his death that you were his most respected brother. The first person I came to Emperor City to look for was you, but you are uncertain and I really can't find you."
Chapter completed!