"I have handed over the property of the Axe Gang to the charter wife and his wife to take care of them, and in the future, in addition to the necessary expenses for maintaining the Longmen School, most of the income of the Axe Gang will be sent to the mainland to support the anti-Japanese war..."

"As for me and your father, we have long been tired of the life of fighting and killing, and we are going to take you to find a place to live in seclusion, watch the sunrise and sunset, and live an ordinary life..."

"It's just that you won't be able to be so majestic in your future life! You don't blame your mother, do you? Feng Xianglian bent down and hugged Yun Shibao and pinched his little nose.

"How could I blame my mother." Yun Shibao's nose was a little sour.

There may be some reasons for giving up the huge industry of the Axe Gang, but in Yun Shibao's opinion, the reason why Feng Xianglian and Chen Dabiao did this was more for their own safety.

The tree is a big move, and the light of Yun Shibao, the axe gang prince, is too dazzling, even though he has good strength, it will still inevitably cause some peeps in the dark.

Under the absolute interest, people tend to lose their minds and take risks.

The so-called often walk by the river, how can there be no shoes that don't get wet? Feng Xianglian didn't want her son to be in danger at all times.

…

In the port of the magic capital, a steamer sprayed with the symbol of the Axe Gang floated quietly on the sea like a giant beast.

At the entrance of the port, there are a sea of people, and there are coolies, coachmen, doctors, and lawyers in the crowd... Almost all industries are covered.

After the bombardment of the media, almost everyone knew that Yun Shibao would set off today to face the cultivators of the Great Powers alone.

They are all ordinary people who can't help Yun Shibao, but they are doing things for the heroes in their own way.

The harbor of nearly 100,000 people is unusually quiet, those who know it, those who don't know it, everyone silently looks at the road from the port to the magic capital.

Some blonde and blue-eyed foreign reporters in the crowd absentmindedly fiddled with their cameras as they scanned the crowded alleyway and the clean-cleaned road with a complicated expression.

They couldn't understand why this group of ignorant, backward, and low-quality Orientals suddenly became so orderly at this moment...

"It's the convoy, it's Young Master Chen's convoy..."Suddenly, I don't know who shouted, the crowd surged, and they looked at the slowly approaching convoy not far away with excitement.

"Young Master Chen, please stay!" At this moment, dozens of figures suddenly flew out of the crowd and stopped in front of the convoy.

"Guys who are?" The convoy slowly stopped, the door was opened, and Yun Shibao looked at the more than thirty people who stopped in front of the car, his brows furrowed slightly.

These thirty or so people all have cultivation in their bodies, and from the perspective of momentum fluctuations, the worst ones also have super-first-class cultivation, and the sturdy man with a beard in the leader is a second-order low-grade powerhouse who broke the first life lock, and his strength is not inferior to that of the charter wife and his wife.

"Young Master Chen, we are all martial artists, we don't know anything about national righteousness, and we don't know anything about national affairs, but we know that foreign devil cultivators deceive people too much, and the matter of my Huaxia martial arts can't be borne by you alone."

After seeing Yun Shibao, the sturdy man's eyes lit up and he took a step forward.

Yes, these thirty or so people are all good players in the martial arts, since the news spread that Yun Shibao was going to face the cultivators of the great powers, the martial artists in the Huaxia martial arts gathered in the demon capital from all directions, wanting to help Yun Shibao fight against the cultivators of the various countries together.

However, these martial arts people, without exception, were all rejected by Yun Shibao.

Seeing Yun Shibao's resolute attitude, most of the martial arts people gradually dispersed, and the remaining small number of martial artists who had made up their minds to go to Pearl Island with Yun Shibao to fight foreign devils stayed.

"Yes, how can the affairs of martial arts be undertaken by Young Master Chen alone, and we are also willing to help Young Master..." another voice came, and more than a dozen warriors dressed in strong suits and swords came out of the crowd.

"Yes, how can we let a child go ahead of us?"

…

One after another, the number of warriors in front of the car has reached more than 100 people, and looking at the trend, this number is still increasing.

"The venue of this exchange conference is located on the Pearl Island in the Pacific Ocean, and the whole process is blocked by the foreign devil fleet..."

"Everyone, just imagine, if I am defeated by foreign devils, if I defeat a group of foreign devil cultivators, will these fleets open fire on the island? Will you do everything you can to nip this danger in the bud?"

"Under these naval guns, how many of the people present can withstand the first round of fire? How many people are guaranteed to survive?" Yun Shibao didn't answer them directly, his sharp eyes glanced at everyone, and said lightly.

"But..."Choked by Yun Shibao's words, the big man's lips opened at the beginning, but he didn't know what to say at this time.

Everyone is not stupid, and they know very well that Yun Shibao is not alarmist, but the fact that there is a high probability of happening.

Maybe you don't even have to wait for the final result to come out, and these foreign devils' warships will carpet bomb the Pearl Island.

It can not only solve the big problem of Yun Shibao, but also eliminate domestic instability, why not?

After all, there has been such a thing as a ban on chivalry and martial arts since ancient times.

"You are all the elites of my Huaxia martial arts, once you die on Pearl Island, my Huaxia martial arts will inevitably be greatly injured, if you are exploited by the cultivators of foreign devils and cut off the inheritance, even if you die, you will not be able to see your ancestors without words, right?"

"Since you know it's a dead end, why did Young Master Chen go? Are you confident in your own strength, or are you ready to die generously?" At this time, a female reporter wearing glasses and a white floral dress walked out of the crowd and looked at Yun Shibao with burning eyes.

"At times like these, somebody has to make some sacrifices, doesn't they?" The corners of Yun Shibao's mouth grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth at the female reporter.

"Lingtai has no way to escape from the gods, and the wind and rain are like a rock."

"If you don't notice the cold star, I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood."

Yun Shibao unfathomably dropped such a small poem, and got into the car without looking back.

"I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood?"

"I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood!" After writing this little poem in the notebook, the female reporter silently chewed on the last sentence, her eyes getting brighter and brighter.

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"Arrogance +10 (*5)"

"Arrogance +16 (*3)"

"Arrogance +20(5)"

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In the car, Yun Shibao listened to the prompts in his head, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile.

Patriotism and arrogance are never contradictory, are they?