Los Angeles on December 20, 2018, is a crater for fans around the world, a crater with lava surging and about to erupt. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At nine o'clock in the morning on this day, Gu Yang, the first person in the table tennis world of the Republic and ranked second in the world, will have a decisive battle with the first person in the Japanese table tennis world and the world's No. 1 Jibu Holy Son.

It's only the quarter-finals, but it's the same atmosphere as the World Championships.

In the Great Western Forum Gymnasium, the huge audience seats were full, but the scene was silent and the atmosphere was quite strange.

Uncle Wang's hands were spread on his thighs, but he still couldn't stop trembling, Gu Yang and the Holy Son of Jibu were about to appear, Nima, why was Lao Tzu so nervous?

Outside the Great Western Forum Gymnasium, the thousands of black-clothed people organized by Kuroda waited for Gu Yang and Jibu Shengzi to walk towards the door of the gymnasium under the heavy siege of the Los Angeles police.

Boom!

Gu Yang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, this battle startled him, playing table tennis, how can he feel the same as the gangsters?

The Holy Son of the Forbidden Department frowned, looked at the man in black in front of him, was silent, and walked forward step by step.

What should be told to Gu Yang, he has already told him everything, and the rest of the things will be decided by the result of this game!

When Gu Yang was about to enter the gate of the gymnasium surrounded by police officers and staff, the team of the men in black moved, with extremely neat steps and powerful footsteps, no different from acting.

"What are you going to do, what are you going to do?" The staff warned.

Just as they were about to approach Gu Yang, the team of the men in black stopped again, and a middle-aged man walked out of the team of men in black.

"Mr. Gu Yang, we don't want to hurt you, we just want to say a few words to you, please don't be afraid!" The middle-aged man speaks fluent Chinese with a pure accent.

Gu Yang stopped and asked, "What's the matter, just say it!" ”

The middle-aged man smiled: "A few very simple words, the president said, this game, if the holy son of the Jibu wins, everything will be fine......"

Hearing this, the Holy Son of the Jibu Department frowned, is this a naked threat from the organization to Gu Yang? He was about to open his mouth to scold, but Gu Yang shook his head, stopped the actions of the Holy Son of the Jealousy Department, and motioned for the middle-aged man to continue.

"If you win......" Speaking of this, the middle-aged man looked at Gu Yang meaningfully, "The president said, he doesn't mind letting you see Fat Liu!" ”

Fat Liu?

Liu Fatty!

Three simple words, but like a hundred thousand thunderbolts exploded in Gu Yang's mind, others didn't understand the meaning of these three words, but they couldn't be clearer.

"Could it be ......" Gu Yang was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Is Keshen's speculation true? What happened to him and Keshen really has something to do with this mysterious organization?

No, what if the middle-aged man's mouth doesn't mean that?

Forcing himself to calm down, Gu Yang just wanted to say something, but the middle-aged man smiled and continued to speak.

"It's really interesting, the president said, he dreamed of a magical world, there is Liu Fatzi, there is a Tibetan mastiff, there is the strongest dragon on the earth, there is also Zhang Da Demon King, Li Da Demon King......"

If a fat man Liu can't represent anything, the next thing the middle-aged man said was to completely make Gu Yang's heart unable to calm down.

He knows his world, and they know!

Click!

Gu Yang's clenched fists made a clicking sound of bones colliding, Gu Yang was suppressing his emotions, for fear that he would be completely crazy in the next second, this was the deepest secret in his heart, but it was revealed by the middle-aged man......

"That's all I have to say, okay, I won't disturb your match with Lord Saint......"

After speaking, the middle-aged man laughed, and retreated outside the gymnasium with thousands of black-clothed people, gradually moving away.

The Holy Son of the Jibu Department is suspicious, the Kuroda family has made such a big formation this time, but they just want to say a few words to Gu Yang?

Moreover, what is Liu Fatty, a Tibetan mastiff, who also had a dream?

However, when he saw Gu Yang's pale face, the Holy Son of the Jealous Department immediately realized that the middle-aged man's words were definitely not simple.

Gu Yang didn't know how he walked into the gymnasium, and he was even unaware of the boiling of the audience when he and the Holy Son of the Jibu entered the gymnasium.

Mu Ran sat on the bench, Gu Yang's mind was blank, he didn't know what he was going to do next, and he didn't know how he was going to face that terrible organization.

"Gu Yang, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Guohua said anxiously, Gu Yang was too wrong.

"Yangzi, what happened, what did that middle-aged man mean?" Li Ning was also anxious, he saw Gu Yang in this state for the first time.

Xu Chen was so anxious that he stomped his feet; "Damn the Kuroda organization, saying those words before the start of the game, disturbing Gu Yang's mind."

Lao Wang punched Gu Yang in the chest, and said hatefully: "You sober me up, it's time to compete!" ”

Chen Jing looked at the sluggish Gu Yang, his face was expressionless, but his eyes flickered.

In the Japanese athlete area, the coach of the Holy Son of the Taboo Department is very happy, anyone can see that Gu Yang's current state is terrible, and for the next game, the Holy Son of the Sacred Son of the Sacrifice Department can be said to be a sure winner.

"Holy Monarch, you've won!" The coach laughed.

The Holy Son of the Jealous Department sat on the bench and was silent, just looking directly at Gu Yang opposite.

"Zhang Jiao......" Gu Yang opened his mouth and said bitterly, "...... I'm going to give up ...... this game."

"Bastard!"

With a sudden roar, everyone present was startled, and Gu Yang's eyes widened as he looked at Chen Jing who was furious.

Chen Jing grabbed Gu Yang's neck, his palm was like an iron tong, locked Gu Yang's neck tightly, and lifted Gu Yang who was sitting on the bench alive.

"Ahem, cough, cough......" Gu Yang only felt that he was about to suffocate.

Everyone finally reacted, and scolded Chen Jing one after another, pulling Chen Jing and Gu Yang apart, is Chen Jing crazy, does this mean to strangle Gu Yang?

"Trash!"

Chen Jing said coldly: "If I knew that you were like this now, I shouldn't have fulfilled you in the first place!" ”

Hearing Chen Jing's words, everyone was silent, and it can be said that Gu Yang's achievements today have a great relationship with Chen Jing's dedication.

Being accused by Chen Jing like this, Gu Yang felt uncomfortable to death, he understood Chen Jing's mood at the moment, and even more understood the anger behind Chen Jing's radical actions just now.

But what the middle-aged man said just now was no less than a thunderstorm on weekdays for him, which made him feel in a state of confusion and have no fighting spirit.

Chen Jing ...... I ......" Gu Yang wanted to speak and stopped, his heart was like numbness.

"What about the original promise?" Chen Jing glared at Gu Yang angrily.

Yes, promises, promises to so many people, should they be wasted because of their own abandonment?

However, if you don't give up the game, your current mood has fallen to the bottom, and your state is so bad that you can win?

"You're Gu Yang!" Li Ning said coldly.

"Xiao Yang who can't be killed!" Wang Junwen also spoke.

"How did you persuade me in the first place!" Xu Chen smiled.

"Idol, please come on!" Zhou Yuheng is serious.

"Young Emperor, my master is still waiting for you to fulfill his promise." The dragon team said seriously, the master in his mouth is naturally Lord Keshen.

Zhang Guohua finally concluded: "Gu Yang, Wu Lao is watching! ”

"I ......" Gu Yang wanted to say something.

The Jibu came over and yelled at Gu Yang: "Hey, what's the ink, what, what's the matter, you think you can win me, do you have to ask me to invite you to play?" ”

"Jibu ......" Gu Yang looked at the Holy Son of Jibu, his expression was complicated, and he suddenly smiled.

Looking at the two people who walked on the stage, Zhang Guohua prayed silently in his heart: "Gu Yang, you are a young emperor who never gives up!" Win this game and show us! ”

On the field, the quarter-finals...... War!