Crying......

Everyone who came from the imperial capital had red eyes and cried out after hearing these words.

It turns out -

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

It turns out -

It's so nice to have a strong motherland and a place to go home when you go far away.

"I can see that you are playing for international institutions, not for China, but because someone needs you and believes in you."

Seeing that Quan Jin still had an expressionless face.

Feng Shao continued to speak sincerely: "Quan Jin, Huaguo needs you. ”

"Just like all countries need an army, it's not a dependency, it's a must exist!"

It's not a dependency.

Rather, it must exist!

Health increased by 10 points......

100 points ......

1,000 ......

There are as many imperial capital viewers standing in front of Quan Jin, as many points of health as there are, and they look at Quan Jin's gaze with a light of hope.

"The last final, I'll be there."

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

"Ammunition Making." Feng Shao hurriedly responded.

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

"Yes!"

"Do you want to win?"

"Me?"

Quan replied as a matter of course: "Do you remember the way the countries mocked you? ”

"Do you still remember the aggrieved appearance of the central organization losing in the preliminary round?"

But all the audience who heard these words of Quan Jin.

All clenched fingers.

Remember!

This is humiliation!

"After watching this video, you go to the game!" Quan Jin took out his mobile phone from his pocket, turned it in the palm of his hand, and threw it in the direction of Feng Shao.

The action is handsome and crisp.

Feng Shao hurriedly took the phone and glanced at the screen: "This is the process of making ammunition?" ”

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

"I can't play the temporary Buddha horn, not to mention that the players from all countries are selected."

"I ......"

Feng Shao was about to say something, but he was interrupted by Quan Jin:

"I'll talk about it after reading it!"

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

Seeing that Quan Jin was so confident and determined, Feng Shao clenched his mobile phone and nodded heavily, lit up the screen on the spot, and his eyes fell on the subtitles.

And then again!

Feng Shao's gaze was fierce, as if he had seen something, and his face was full of excitement.

Quan Jin handed over the mobile phone to Feng Shaohou.

He walked over to the women and passers-by not far away.

"Click.....

The shoe board stomps on the ground, making a crisp landing sound.

All of a sudden.

They seemed to have seen the coming king, with a powerful aura, and the corners of her mouth were curled with sarcasm, standing in front of passers-by.

"Go back to the hotel, there's nothing to do with you here."

The hotel manager looked at Kwon Jin.

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

The woman stared at the face of the authority.

Scared and hateful: "What do you want to do?" Do you dare to take us to the police station? ”

"Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

Quan Jin put his hands in his pockets.

Two steps back.

A slight sneer came out from the depths of her throat, and her cold gaze swept over the audience, and she said a sentence that made the audience ecstatic: "Don't send it." ”

"Really, really?"

Passers-by almost thought that they had heard it wrong: "Thank you, Miss Quanjin, you really deserve to be the head of the Quan family, and your bearing is ......."

However!

Before passers-by could finish gratefully.

The girl standing opposite them suddenly smiled: "I just said that I won't send you to the police station, but I didn't say it, and I won't send you a word." ”

"What..... What words? ”

The unease in the hearts of passers-by and women grew stronger.

I saw Kwon's smile deepen.

She pulled out her right hand!

"Wow!"

Pull the mask on your chin.

Before passers-by could make a stunning gasp, he saw that Quan Jin had already raised his hand, and his sleeves slipped down, revealing the red silk thread tied to his wrist,

The corners of the mouth are slightly hooked, and the lip flap is lightly opened.

A few silent words came down at this moment: "God said: Seventy-three people present, their life span is halved, and they are riddled with bad luck!" No reincarnation! ”