Judging from the appearance alone, there is something about this guy with this bearing.

There's a little bit of a kendo grandmaster.

"Good." Jiang Yang showed a relieved expression, he was expecting the other party to have some real power.

Li Chichang took a few steps forward, held his sword in both hands, and performed a kendo etiquette, "Haidong Kendo, Li Chichang."

Jiang Yang also took a few steps forward, holding his sword in both hands and saluting, "Tang Guo, Jiang Yang."

"Please!"

"Please!"

The two kendo masters were very crisp, without any nonsense, and started the competition when they met.

Li Chichang pulled out a bamboo sword.

Hold a sword in both hands.

Calm down.

Jiang Yang didn't make any preparations, his sword was not unsheathed, and he stood casually.

All around, a pair of eyes focused on the two kendo masters.

There were a few reporters making eye contact, and their eyes were full of hope.

I hope that Master Li Chichang can defeat the Jiangyang thief.

"This guy looks like something." Gao Meng underestimated.

Li Lei beside him nodded, "Look at how many brushes should there be for this temperament?"

"Mr. Jiang, be careful!" Li Chichang spoke and reminded.

It is the bearing of a master.

Jiang Yang smiled, the long sword was across his chest, still unsheathed, "Director Li, you can make a move."

"Offended."

Li Chichang stabbed Jiang Yang in the chest with a sword.

Seeing that the sword was about to stab him in the chest, Jiang Yang turned sideways and dodged the sword.

Immediately, the scabbard in his hand—

"Smack!"

knocked Li Chichang on the head.

Li Chichang's eyes rolled when he knocked it.

First the sword in his hand fell to the ground, and then the man fell to the ground.

Very crisply, I fainted directly.

The atmosphere around me froze.

Some reporters were ready to applaud with both hands, and some reporters opened their mouths to shout cheers.

There are kendo hall students who are about to shout at the curator to cheer.

They were all stunned.

Hands stiffened.

The words in my mouth were swallowed straight back.

All dumbfounded.

Li Chichang Haidong's kendo master, a famous kendo master, why did he fall?

And so it fell.

was knocked on the head by Jiang Yang's thief with a scabbard, and he knocked it out like this.

This...... It doesn't meet everyone's expectations.

I thought there would be a showdown between the earth-shattering ghost and god kendo masters.

That's all for the atmosphere.

The morale of the little pickles is high, and their hearts are raised.

And that's the result?

"Haidong Kendo, hehe!" Jiang Yang laughed, "I was almost frightened by you, I thought I was a master."

"Groove!"

Gao Mengwei shouted, "***, this product is too good at loading, I just said that there should be something to see his temperament, just such a thing!"

"Haha!" Bai Xiaoni laughed, "He was very funny, he reminded the master to be careful before making a move, what else did you offend, I was also frightened by him, thinking that this guy was the second Kamiya Musashi, at least he was also a kendo master, how could he have thought of such frustration?"

It's a frustration.

The master's sword was not unsheathed, but only with the scabbard, he was knocked unconscious.

It's so disappointing.

Don't say that the master is disappointed, Bai Xiaoni feels disappointed.

What are you pretending to be so frustrated?

"Fellow journalists, is this your Haidong Kendo Grandmaster, a kendo master?" Jiang Yang looked at the reporters around him, with a disappointed expression on his face, "If this is what you call a kendo grandmaster, with this strength, I am very disappointed.

What kind of bullshit grandmaster is this, what kind of bullshit Haidong Kendo, this is a waste."

Jiang Yang's gaze swept to the many students of Haidong Kendo as he spoke, and he was unceremoniously, "Say you are a bunch of waste."

After a pause, he repeated, "Rubbish!"

Brush~~

Quite a few kendo hall students turned red.

Quite a few reporters also turned red.

It's hot.

It is really a shame to be scolded for being a waste in person.

But I saw Curator Jin lying on the ground in a coma, and he had nothing to say, so he didn't know how to refute it?

It's not just waste.

"Just this waste, just his strength, who gave you the courage? I also made a video to challenge me, and I asked you who gave you courage?

You know? With this kind of waste, you are not qualified to challenge me at all, and you are not qualified to draw your sword in front of me, so you garbage is qualified to speak in front of me?

You are such a piece of garbage to challenge me, this is insulting me, you are insulting my Tang Kingdom Kendo, insulting the sacred Kendo.

The way of the sword is sacred, supreme, and it has been ruined by you trash."

Jiang Yang scolded angrily.

His eyes fell on the crowd, and there were several students who still had anger in their eyes, and they actually dared to be angry.

"Why are you still unconvinced, they all laugh at you, it's really a bunch of rubbish. doesn't have that strength, but there is an inexplicable self-confidence, inexplicable pride.

I don't know where your pride comes from?

Maybe you are a group of frogs at the bottom of the well, I have to teach you a lesson today, let you be a group of ......" Jiang Yang pointed to the students of the kendo hall, and then pointed to the reporters at the scene, "It also includes you, talking about you frogs at the bottom of the well, I will let you see what the real kendo is today."

I guess you haven't seen a real kendo before, that's why you hold such garbage."

glanced at Li Chichang lying on the ground again.

"It's ridiculous to think of such garbage as a kendo master."

After speaking, Jiang Yang's eyes fell on one of the students in the kendo hall, "You, come out."

Jiang Yang's words seemed to have a kind of magic, and it was pointed out that the student walked out unconsciously.

When he found that he had walked out of the crowd and faced the Jiang Yang thief alone, he reacted, and suddenly panicked.

"You frogs at the bottom of the well are watching." The voice of the Jiang Yang thief speaking was in his ears.

The next second, he heard the sound of a sword unsheathed.

Immediately after, a sword shadow stabbed at him.

The student closed his eyes in fright, and his body tensed.

"Brush, brush!"

The shadow of the sword flew across his chest.

In a flash, Jiang Yang circled behind him again.

The shadow of the sword vanished after a few swings.

Again, this was the sound of the sword entering the sheath, and Jiang Yang returned to his original position.

Onlookers only saw him circling around this kendo student.

Only the shadow of the sword can be seen.

This process lasted more than ten seconds.

All eyes are on the kendo trainees.

It's nothing.

He's fine, nothing happened.

When the student opened his eyes, he didn't find anything.

What happened?

He wondered.

The other trainees who were watching from the sidelines, the reporters were also puzzled and did not understand what was happening.

Just when everyone was wondering.

"Bang!"

There was an explosion, and the clothes on the chest and back of the student exploded at the same time.

The kendo uniform on his body, including a vest inside, shattered into rags and fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the trainee became bare-chested and shirtless.

"Ahh He was startled and folded his hands in fright.

"it!"

"Oh my god!"

"Oh my God!"

There was a sound all around

Exclaimed, everyone's eyes widened and stunned.

No one had imagined such a picture in advance.

Suddenly, the cadet's clothes exploded.

Shattered into strips of cloth.

"How can a good garment burst?" A reporter wondered.

You tell me?

Don't...... The reporter immediately thought of the reason, and focused on the long sword in the hand of the Jiang Yang thief.

It's this sword.

My mom~~

The female reporter opened her mouth wide, and the Jiangyang thief was caused by just a few strokes and a few swings of the sword?

Draw a person's clothes like this?

It's amazing.

All the little pickles on the scene were shocked.

Get one’s dander up.

This is true swordsmanship, and it's amazing.

Is this shocking?

A smile overflowed from the corner of Jiang Yang's mouth.

It's not over yet.

"Ahh First, a kendo practitioner exclaimed, "There's a word on his back."

"He has a word on his chest." Immediately after, a male reporter from Seoul TV exclaimed.

Got a word?

Qi brush brush ~~

All eyes were on the back of the kendo student's chest.

There are really words.

Looking closely, on his chest, two pale red characters appeared on his back, with the word "sword" on his chest and the word "dao" on his back.

The combination is two words: "kendo"

The handwriting is light red, very light, and it can puncture the skin, but it does not hurt.

The trainees themselves were not aware of it, and they did not feel the pain.

This is stabbed with a sword?

Was it just stabbed?

I'm a good one.

Oh my god!

I'm!

Once again, there was a collective dumbfounding.

All shocked.

Shocked, jaws dropped.

"Oh yes!" It was Gao Meng, Bai Xiaoni and other team members who were dumbfounded.

This is the kendo demonstrated by the boss.

The power of a sword.

It shocked everyone.

This kind of swordsmanship, brushing two people's clothes to explode, this is outrageous enough.

What's even more outrageous is that it can also leave two words on the front chest and back.

Leave the grass on the plain.

"A group of frogs at the bottom of the well, all stupid, all shocked, I said to teach you a lesson, let you see, this is the real way of the sword." Jiang Yang smiled secretly in his heart.

This is actually a bit wronged, it's not that the little kimchi don't know, or it's not just them, it's not just the stupid people like countless Tang netizens on the Internet, and they haven't seen it.

"*** Grass Grass Grass Grass ~~"

"My mother!"

"I just knelt down."

"Mom asked me why I knelt."

"I'm already stupid."

"Miraculous."

"This kind of swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world!"

"Big guy, can't I just kneel for you?"

"Mrs. Mrs. is too powerful!"

"Burst!"

"I've got a numb scalp."

Countless barrages are overwhelming.

Netizens exclaimed, they were shocked as well, and their scalps were numb.

Who has seen such swordsmanship, if you want to say that you have seen it, you have only seen it in film and television dramas, and who has seen it in reality.

Everyone is a frog at the bottom of the well.

The scene was silent, and everyone was still in shock, some opened their mouths wide, some widened their eyes, and some looked confused......

No one noticed that Li Chichang woke up from a coma and sat up, and the others were still a little confused.

When I saw the words on the student's chest, suddenly

Like an electric shock, the whole person stiffened.

The eyes are glazed, and the person seems to be stupid.

"Have you all seen it, this is swordsmanship." Jiang Yang spoke, breaking the silence of the scene.

"This is our Datang's swordsmanship, this is the real swordsmanship, can it be compared to those so-called garbage swordsmanship?"

"I said I want to teach you a lesson, and I'm going to show you the real swordsmanship in the world.

Only when you have seen what true swordsmanship looks like, will you not be deceived by some pseudo-masters, and deceived by some martial arts that are commercially packaged.

Now that you've seen it, tell me not to be so ignorant in the future, not to be brainless in the future, okay?"

Jiang Yang spoke to the reporters in an educational tone.

None of the reporters spoke, they were still in shock, and they didn't come to their senses.

"I'm pretty much done, and I'll ask one last thing, is there anyone else to challenge, and is there anyone else who isn't convinced?"

Jiang Yang's eyes swept over the students and instructors in the kendo hall.

No one answered.

It should be said that no one dared to answer.

"No one, right...... Okay, that's it, Ni, let's go."

Jiang Yang turned around and walked a few steps...... Well?

Looking back, the team members didn't move.

When he turned around, the team members reacted and followed.

And the reporters still stood stunned.

After a while, the convoy was mighty, and once again set off for the next target.

The next, the sixth martial arts gym, is a taekwondo gym.

Next, the seventh martial arts gym, is also a taekwondo gym.

The eighth is still a taekwondo gym.

Ninth, kendo hall.

Tenth, kendo hall.

In one breath, Jiang Yang kicked over 5 martial arts halls, a total of 10 martial arts halls.

"Trash."

"It's all garbage."

"A bunch of garbage, all frogs at the bottom of the well."

"Little Pickle said you garbage, is there anyone else who doesn't accept it?"

A taunt after a taunt.

Did the little pickles take it, and how did they react?

Their reaction changed.

The mindset has changed.

There has been a earth-shaking change, from the very beginning of anger, humiliation, and grievance...... It gradually turned into shock, not daring to be confident, dumbfounded, and dumbfounded.

The little kimchi were greatly shaken to their hearts.

In the words of some neon netizens, "Little pickles, you have experienced our feelings, and you have felt the horror brought by the Great Demon King." qδ

"Little pickles, just tremble."

They were already trembling, and the little pickles already understood this trend in their hearts, and none of the remaining ten martial arts halls were the opponents of Jiang Yang's thieves.

The next development of events is also without suspense, and the Jiangyang thieves push all the way.

The eleventh, twelfth, and thirteenth were kicked out in succession.

The nose and face of the beaten are bruised and swollen.

On the way to the fourteenth house, there was a small episode.

A small pickle with a big shoulder and a round waist, claiming to be a strong man, blocked the middle of the street and blocked the convoy.

clamoring to defeat the Jiangyang thieves.

Jiang Yang got out of the car.

"Jiang Yang thief came to die, I want to kill you, I want you to know, we ......."

"What are we?" he didn't finish, and he didn't have a chance to say.

Jiang Yang directly punched in the past.

After the fight, I turned around and didn't even look at it.

Behind him, Little Pickle, who calls himself Hercules, falls to the ground.

"That's it."

After getting into the car, Jiang Yang made a gesture of spreading his hands in front of the live camera, looking helpless.

"Let's just make fun of everyone." Jiang Yang said with a smile.

"Poof...... Laughing."

"Silly birds that pop up out of nowhere, it's fun."

"Hahaha!"

In the live broadcast room, netizens burst into laughter.

Compared to the little pickles, they can't be laughed.

When the convoy passed, the reporters in the car widened their eyes, and the little pickle on the ground lay motionless and fainted.

"I'm a mother, the big devil is really terrifying!" KBS TV reporter Kim Ji-kyo muttered to himself, his eyes full of shock.

It's really scary, terrifying and makes people tremble.

Jean the Terrible -

A kilometer away on the street, in a van sat five men dressed in traditional Han costumes, wearing Tai Chi flag turbans on their heads.

There are a few big characters written on the clothes: "Daehan Martial Dao"

One of them also held a flag in his hand that read, "Jiangyang thief kneels down and apologizes!"

This appearance is also a challenge, just waiting for the convoy of Jiangyang Avenue to come.

But when they saw the live broadcast screen on their mobile phones, the five people looked frightened.

The five people were silent, and no one in the car spoke.

In the middle of the sound, one of the thin men asked weakly, "Are we still going to challenge?"

After a few glances at each other, the five shook their heads in unison.

Slipped away.

The Great Demon King is too terrifying, who would dare to challenge it.

This doesn't look for.

"Boom, boom!"

The van drove away, slipped so fast, and disappeared into the street in a few blinks.

After a while, Jiang Yang's team came to the fourteenth house, which was a judo gym opened by a small kimchi.

It turned out to be closed.

There is a sign hanging at the door: "Interior Decoration"

Good interior decoration.

"Hahahaha!"

"Laughing and crying."

"Talent, this is a talent."

"Little Kimchi, you managed to amuse me."

"Well, you know the interior."

"Why are you like this, can't people really decorate the interior? (5 cents for this one)"

"Hahahaha!"

Tang Guo netizens laughed loudly.

The laughing belly, many people really laughed out of tears.

Go on, and don't stop laughing.

The next fifteenth, this kendo gym did not open, and their excuse was that the coaches were not there, so they went out for a group activity.

The people who stayed in the kendo hall were some students, ordinary staff.

No matter how arrogant and arrogant Jiang Yang thieves are, they can't bully these students, right?

This excuse is acceptable, and it is not an interior decoration after all.

Then there is the sixteenth, which is a taekwondo gym, but this one simply admits that it is not an opponent and begs to be let go.

Three families in a row coaxed.

I was scared of being beaten.

So netizens continue to laugh and don't stop.

The netizens of Tang Guo couldn't laugh anymore, but what was the reaction of the little pickles, do they have any opinions?

Three gyms surrendered directly in succession, such a humiliating behavior, presumably the little pickles were angry, they should feel angry.

Alas, this time it was wrong.

They didn't have anger this time, and they even had a little understanding in their hearts.

Jiang Yang Thief is not a person, he is not a person, he is a terrifying demon king from hell.

We are mortals, just ask how mortals can beat the Demon King of Hell, so there is no shame in surrendering, please understand.

Long live understanding.

Before I knew it, the seventeenth house.

This house is not closed.

There is no cowardice, and they are very brave and very backbone.

In the face of the terrifying demon king, there is no flinching and no fear.

The curator, plus the head coach, plus six or seven martial arts instructors.

Fearless to death.

It's just that it's still the same sentence, how can a mortal be able to beat the Hell Demon King.

The more unconvinced, the more backbone you have, the worse you will be beaten by the Great Demon King.

Seven or eight people, the curator, and the chief without exception, were all blown up.

Please forgive them.

They didn't know that the Jiangyang Thief had another title that was even more terrifying than the "Great Demon King of Terror": "Egg Blaster Immortal"

How terrifying the egg fairy is, if you don't understand, please go and ask the little days.

Go on.

Then the eighteenth, the nineteenth, and the last.

The sun was setting over the mountains.

The setting sun shines on the glass, reflecting a colorful brilliance.

Through the glass, you can see that there is a dojo inside.

The Jiangyang thief stood in the center of the hall like a demon god.

Lying on the ground all around.

Some people hugged their broken legs and groaned in pain, some people held their stomachs and vomited wildly, and some people vomited out of their overnight meals, and some people covered their noses and their hands were bloody.

Others are holding their balls and humming in their mouths.

Screams, moans, and cries mingled.

Miserable! Miserable! Miserable!

"Who else?" The Great Demon King's voice was like thunder.

The students who were still standing in the surrounding halls looked frightened.

The instructor, who was still standing, looked horrified.

Their courage vanished and was lost.

All around, hundreds of reporters fell silent, and no one spoke.

This is the last gym, a taekwondo gym, and you can know the result by looking at the people lying on the ground.

The Great Demon King challenged 20 martial arts gyms in one morning and afternoon, an unprecedented feat.

Such a record can be called terrifying, invincible.

"Little kimchi garbage!"

At this time, Gao Meng shouted, and the team members shouted in unison:

"Little kimchi garbage!"

"Little kimchi garbage!"

"Little kimchi garbage!"

Countless netizens in the live broadcast room are brushing the barrage:

"Little kimchi garbage!"

"Little kimchi garbage!"

"Little kimchi garbage!"

At the scene, the shouts of the team members were deafening.

One by one, he shouted the little kimchi garbage.

It's poking you in the heart and lungs.

The little pickles at the scene had no one to speak, and they were numb.

Jiang Yang subdued them with absolute strength.

Be completely convinced.

At this moment, no matter how strong his self-esteem is, Xiao Kimchi also admits in his heart that Jiang Yang is indeed invincible, and Tang Guo's martial arts are indeed strong.

"Boss, invincible! Invincible!"

Another shout, led by Gao Meng, the team members shouted in unison again:

"Invincible!"

"Invincible!"

"Invincible!"

Netizens brushed the barrage:

"Invincible!"

"Invincible!"

"Invincible!"

When the barrage swiped the screen, the singing sounded in the live broadcast room, and the staff in charge of the live broadcast in the background played a song:

How lonely it is to be invincible

How empty it is to be invincible

Alone in the peak, the cold wind is constantly blowing

My loneliness who can understand me

First, the music gradually led to all netizens singing along:

How lonely it is to be invincible

How empty it is to be invincible

She can't listen to me when she's hiding in the sky

My loneliness, endless loneliness

The sun was setting over the hills.

Calendar page-turning.

In the blink of an eye, it was three days later, and the Jiang Yang thief kicked it in one day

The 20 martial arts halls in the cold country are unprecedented, and even after three days, the influence of the incident is still fermenting.

The people of the cold country collectively lost their voices.

The little pickles on the Internet collectively lost their voices.

The little kimchi martial arts community collectively lost their voices.

Just a big word "service".

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Live streaming starts.

"Hello, good morning family, I'm Jiang Yang, it's seven o'clock in the morning. We're going to the airport, we're going home."

Jiang Yang appeared in the live broadcast camera with a bright smile.

I'm going to go back to China.

In the live broadcast footage, the team members have packed their luggage, and the car outside is waiting, ready to get on the bus.

"Family, we're in the car.

After about three hours, we arrived at Changsha Airport."

"We're going home!" Bai Xiaoni waved happily at the camera, "Are you looking forward to it? Family, we are finally going home, we are going home, and we are looking forward to our reunion."

The trip to the cold country ended successfully.

The team members are going home and are on their way home.

At the same time, the domestic fan group has long been in action.

The boss is going back to China today, and they have known it a few days in advance, and they have also prepared a huge pick-up ceremony a few days in advance - a 100,000-person pick-up ceremony.

At six o'clock in the morning, fans had already rushed to Huanghua Airport.

Hundreds of buses passed through a special passage and drove into the airport runway.

Down, more than 600 people.

They are all fans, some men and women, some young, some old, the youngest is seven or eight years old, and the oldest is 70 years old.

Fans are all holding a small red flag in their right hand, some are holding a poster of the boss in their left hand, some have the boss's head on their clothes, and some have "No. 1 in the world" and "Iloveyou" on their foreheads

There are also dozens of banners in the ranks:

"Warmly welcome back to China!"

"Boss, welcome home, someone from your hometown has come to pick you up."

"Revitalize the Tang Dynasty martial arts! Raise the prestige of our country!"

"Fight all over the world!"

This is also the first batch of fans who arrived at the airport.

There are countless more batches to come.

"Report to the director's department, the first batch of 600 fans has arrived, we have arrived at the airport."

"Okay, you guys should be careful to maintain order at the airport and not interfere with the normal operation of the airport."

"Roger."

In order to organize this 100,000-person pick-up scene, a fan group was set up in the evening.

Chen Peng served as the chief director, Wang Yu and Liu Jun served as the deputy directors, and hundreds of administrators in the group served as the leaders of each group, organizing fan groups from all over the country.

The last time, it was two months ago, that they also set up a director department and organized a "gathering of 10 cities, 10 million people".

"Report to the director's department, the second, third, fourth, and fifth batches of fan groups, with a total number of 2,000 people less than 5 kilometers from the airport, are about to enter the venue, please be prepared."

"Received by the Director's Department."

"Report to the director's department, I am at the high-speed rail station, I have received thousands of fans, and we are preparing to leave the high-speed rail station."

Countless messages were reported to the director's department, and fan groups from all over the country and Changsha gathered at the airport in an orderly manner.

At eight o'clock, both sides of the airport runway were already dark and overwhelming.

On the runway, sometimes planes landed, and sometimes planes took off.

A Southern Airbus airliner stopped on the runway.

The hatch opened, and a passenger stepped out.

"Wow!"

"What's the situation?"

"Why are there so many people?" "That's a lot of people!"

go out

The passengers who came looked at the crowd on the side of the runway in amazement.

The crowd of people.

"Boss, welcome home!" A bespectacled, male passenger in his early 30s focused on the crowd, a banner, muttered out of his mouth, and asked curiously, "Who is the boss and who is they picking up?"

"Damn, is it a Jiangyang thief?" A man a few years younger next to him was surprised.

"It's a river thief." Some passengers exclaimed.

"Wow, they're here to pick up Jiangyang Avenue."

"Isn't Jiangyang Avenue in South Korea, he's going back to China."

"It's homecoming."

"Wow, the Jiangyang thief is going back to China?"

The passengers talked a lot, and many of them became excited.

"Wife, let's go out later, and take a look at the Jiangyang thief."

"Mom, I'm going to stay and watch Jiangyang Avenue."

"Let's not leave yet, I want to stay and see the Jiangyang Thief." "Yes, yes, don't go yet." "I want to see it too." "The car is waiting for us outside, don't you want to go?" "Call and ask the car to wait for us first." ……

Half of the passengers on the plane immediately decided not to leave and stayed to see Jiangyang Avenue.

Jiang Yang Thief is a legend, and if you have the opportunity to witness it with your own eyes, of course you have to take a look.

After getting off the plane, some passengers walked into the fan group to ask, and the answer they got was that Jiangyang Avenue was returning to China today, and the plane arrived at 9:30.

9:30 That's pretty fast, less than an hour and a half, that's not gone, wait a minute.

Time passes in the expectation of countless pairs of eyes, minute by minute.

Nine twenty o'clock.

A passenger plane flying from Seoul to Changsa appeared in the airspace of Changsa.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are about to arrive at Changsha Airport, please fasten your seat belts.

The plane is about to land, there will be a little bumps, please don't panic, please fasten your seatbelts."

The sound of the radio in the cabin sounded.

"Master, it's here."

Jiang Yang opened his eyes, "Have you arrived?"

"Here we are." Bai Xiaoni nodded.

Finally returned home.

Jiang Yang couldn't help but get excited in his heart.

After more than three months away from the country, he was homesick.

I desperately want to get home.

"We're so excited to finally return home!" Li Lei spoke, with an excited smile on his face.

"My wife said that my little fierce son didn't sleep last night and was looking forward to his father coming home." Gao Meng said with a smile.

His eyes were set out of the window, and his heart had already flown to home.

Homesickness.

"Well, you see...... Wow, that's a lot of people!" Gao Meng saw the crowd on the airport runway in front of him and shouted loudly.

"That's a lot of people, aren't they?" Li Lei heard the words and leaned over to the window and looked up.

Wow~~

I saw that the runway of the airport below was black and oppressive, and it was full of people.

"I'm obedient, Chen Peng, how many people did they organize?" When he spoke, Wang Qiang also saw it.

A few people knew that the fans had organized a pick-up event, but they didn't know how many people there were.

Chen Peng didn't say anything, deliberately didn't tell the boss, saying that he wanted to surprise the boss.

It was a real surprise.

"That's not tens of thousands!" High manganese amazed.

The others in the cabin could not see and wanted to unbuckle their seatbelts and stand up.

At this time, the flight attendant reminded the plane to unbuckle the seat belt during the descent process, which is more dangerous, so she gave up.

The plane began to land.

Slowly land on the runway and glide forward along the runway.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

"Mom, how many people!"

There was a lot of exclamations at the airport, team

The members looked through the windows to see the crowds on both sides of the runway.