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"Many boxers! I'm afraid there are no less than three or four hundred, right?"

"All these boxers with the highest level and fame in Thailand are gathered here?"

The crowd of onlookers spoke English, Thai, Chinese and other languages, and talked a lot. Thai boxers have a high status and reputation in China. So many boxers gathered together, which naturally caused a noise.

In the crowd, Gu Tingting, Xiaowei and Huang Lang were also confused.

I saw many monks coming to the Great Pagoda before and thought they would hold some rituals and festivals, but now it seems that they have never heard of any Buddhist rituals that require so many boxers to participate.

"Wait, look, look, there is a convoy coming!"

Before they could react, the crowd around the scene exclaimed again.

"This is... the convoy of Indian and Japanese!"

"Oh my God, what happened here? Why did even the Indian and Japanese people come?!"

In amazement, luxury cars with national flags were connected into two long convoys, driving in from the left and right streets, and parked in front of the Great Buddha Temple.

Among these cars, the main Japanese car series are Toyota, Honda, Mitsubishi and other Japanese cars, among which there are many German vehicles such as Mercedes-Benz and BMW.

The two convoys were as large as ten, and each convoy had dozens of vehicles, with nearly a hundred people coming down respectively.

These people seemed to have a noble status and all had extraordinary demeanor. After they came down, several people immediately appeared on the scene, as if they were the policemen and leaders of the black-clad man. They bowed their heads and bowed their heads and walked forward to greet them, leading all the way to the entrance of the temple.

On the Indian side, the leader was Wu Lai, an inner elder of the Brahmanism. Although Wu Lai was tall, he was so majestic that he was not as good as the LP Holy Monk of Yulong Temple in Thailand.

Behind him, all kinds of Yin people followed him majesticly and strode towards the entrance of the Big Stupa Temple.

On the other hand, nearly a hundred people came down from the Japanese convoy, including Onmyoji, warriors wearing suits but holding swords, and even several Japanese Tantric monks and masked ninjas.

These Japanese people were all led by a middle-aged man wearing a kendo suit and two long swords on his waist, and walked towards the entrance of the temple with a arrogant look.

If there is a super-powered person nearby who has participated in the Youth Conference, you can recognize this Japanese man in a kendo suit at a glance.

He is the head of the Japanese Super Self-Defense Force, Tsuke Mitsui!

The Japanese forces and Indian forces brought by Mitsui are naturally self-evident.

Now is an opportunity to see the show. Not only can you see the fall of the son of Fire Wang Yan, but you can also suppress the China National Real Estate. How could they miss such a good thing?

The crowds of people outside were bustling with discussions, and these large groups of people who arrived one after another entered the temple.

Inside the temple, Delima, the president of the Southeast Asian Association, had his eyes twitching, and he immediately cursed in his heart.

"Damn it! That old guy, Gu Sheng, is really cunning! He arranged the duel in such a place, clearly trying to kill Wang Yan in front of the whole world, and then take advantage of the chaos caused by the powers of various countries to take the opportunity to escape the scene!"

"At that time, the old guy will pat his butt and leave. He, the president of the Southeast Asian Association, will come to clean up such a mess!" The more Delima thought about it, the worse he became, and the more he thought about it, the colder he felt.

"If the son of Fire Wang Yan really dies here, then the problem will be big. If the son of Fire does not dare to come in a while, the trouble caused by Gu Sheng's misconduct will also be inseparable from him, the president of the alliance who supervises superpowers."

At the moment, Lima is in trouble, and De can't beat him, so he has no place to say anything, so he can only bite the bullet and do the relevant reception work.

"Long Pu Saint Monk, Bonn Fist Saint, I'm finally more at ease when you can come." Delima first welcomed the two local forces that he entered first, "Please please, I have arranged a seat for you."

"You are polite, President, the old monk will naturally have to make a small contribution to the stability of the country for such a big deal." The Holy Monk of Longpu clasped his hands together and greeted Delima briefly.

If the Gu Saint Tesor counts his seniority and age, he is taller than the Long Pu Saint Monk. With his sinister witchcraft and the witchcraft that has been entrenched in the Golden Triangle for a long time, no one has dared to mess with him in Southeast Asia.

The Holy Monk of LP came from Bangkok in person this time to prevent the serious situation from harming civilians. On the other hand, it also supported the scene for the Southeast Asian superpower world.

"President Delima, where is the Gusaint now?" Muay Thai Fist St. Bonn greeted Delima with his fists.

He is the only boxing saint in Thailand, and was once famous for breaking a tsunami with one punch. At this Youth Conference, Storm Muay Thai Siwa was one of his favorite students, and now he is also in the team of boxers behind him, following the supervising formation.

The purpose of the Fist Saint Bonn this time was the same as that of the LP Holy Monk. After all, the only ones who can really make a move in Southeast Asia are the only ones who can really make a move.

"Old Gu Sheng?"

After hearing this, Delima's eyes tightened slightly, and his face turned a little ugly. He turned his body sideways and pointed to the tall and majestic stupa behind him.

"He's already on the top of the tower."

The Great Buddha Pagoda is the most unique landscape among the historical sites of Chiang Mai City.

Its shape is square and looks like the Egyptian pyramid. The tower body is made of large red bricks with tight seams and layers of stacked. The base of the tower is made of domineering and mighty five-headed dragons, and six vividly shaped stone elephants stand tall above the tower.

The top spire is missing, leaving only a square flat roof. No one knows what the spire of this ancient tower looked like, but even so, this towering tower stands tall, like a pyramid like a square ancient tower. It still looks majestic under the blue sky and white clouds, and its solemn momentum is still shocking.

However, the atmosphere around the Big Buddha Pagoda seemed a little solemn and terrifying.

Under the big stupa, there were five or six hundred Gu people, who surrounded the surrounding area.

These Gu people are all private armed forces trained by Gu Saint Tesor for a hundred years. They wear black clothes, black pants, and masked with black veils. Each of them has poisonous Gu in their bodies. At first glance, they look like zombies with black air, standing around the pagoda, looking very abrupt and strange.

These witchcraft dead men are one of the capitals that the Gu Saint dares to be arrogant. They are only loyal to the Gu Saint and have made plans to die with the enemy at any time. Once the poisonous Gu in their bodies explodes, their destructive power and pollution ability are very terrible.

Think about it, all the witchcraft death warriors exploded with no chance. I am afraid that even ordinary S-level strong men would feel their scalp numb. Moreover, only a dozen of them were needed in these five or six hundred people, which was enough to completely pollute the water source of a city.

If they all follow the Gu Sheng, sacrifice their lives and launch terrorist attacks, let alone Southeast Asia, the whole world will be very concerned about it.

After seeing this scene, Fist Saint Bonn couldn't help but frown, "It seems that the old guy, Gu Saint, is determined to fight head-on with the China National Bureau of False."

At the top of the big stupa, Gu Sheng Tesor was not affected by the constant arrival of people. He closed his eyes slightly, sat cross-legged, his body and breathing seemed to be integrated with the surrounding air and buildings.

He wore a traditional dark blue jacket and trousers from Southeast Asia, and his skin was slightly darker. Although he was over 150 years old, he was strong and had a majestic face. He looked like he was in his prime, without any aging.

This time he was determined to give up everything and wanted to bring Wang Yan to bury him.

The reason why he dared to speak out to the whole world, challenge the country and non-country bureaus, and even challenge the Yan Zun, who is known as the strongest mankind, and his beloved disciples, naturally has his trump card.

The power of a Gu master is not the frontal battle. Many people in the world believe that the powerful Yan Zun and the Guoxian Bureau can fight head-on and kill him at any time. This is true, but one thing is that you have to be able to find him and trap him.

How could he be so easily searched and besieged by the S-level powerhouse? In addition, the Golden Triangle area covers three countries and eight provinces, with a vast area, deep mountains and forests, and cave water systems. He has been operating here for a hundred years. Once he dived, he would be like a mud cow entering the sea, and he had nowhere to look for it.

In addition to the five or six hundred wizards he brought, there were thousands of Gu people and tens of thousands of villagers in the Golden Triangle area, which were his private armed forces. Even if the State Administration of Non-State and even Yan Zun took action against him, he would be able to escape easily with these lifeless Gu people covering him.

At that time, he will unite all his forces to retaliate against China. When the State Administration and Yan Zun discover his traces again, at least a large-scale casualties have been caused.

There is a saying in China that is good, those who are fierce are afraid of being ruthless, and those who are ruthless are afraid of being desperate. Do the State Administration of China and Yan Zun dare to use so many domestic people to bet?

Once large-scale civilian casualties occur, the State Council and Yan Zun will be disgraced. Even the son of Fire, Wang Yan, will be criticized by thousands of people and be criticized by cowardly and timid.

In this game, Gu Sheng took the initiative from the beginning. No matter how the other party acted, he had ways to deal with it.

Now his second disciple Knu cannot inherit his mantle. The most talented disciple Kazan is dead, while his eldest disciple Warriman is still his illegitimate son who is unknown to outsiders, and has now been killed by Wang Yan.

Now that he has no successor and no worries, he might as well try to kill Wang Yan and let out this harsh anger instead of dying slowly!

Under the Big Stupa, after welcoming two local forces, Delima, the president of the Southeast Asian Association, welcomed two major forces, Indian and Japanese.

Among these superpowers from Indian and Japanese forces, there are many people who participated in the Youth Conference and had some grudges with Wang Yan and Guofei Bureau.

Such as Samit Khan, the eagle of Darro, the four-armed Rakshasa Dijang, the Tantric master Hongyin, the ancient warrior Ito Yokoichi, and the prodigal son of the god, are among them.

Of course, Ampe Zongxiu has now become a follower next to Mitsui and has no status at all, and his hatred for Wang Yan has also increased day by day.

After reaching this place, he searched for Wang Yan's figure everywhere, with a flash of inconsistent light in his eyes, full of ruthlessness.

This Gu Sheng’s method of doing things is much more ruthless than their Japanese leader Mitsui. Even if Wang Yan is not dead at his hands, he will feel more happy whenever he sees Wang Yan’s death!

Wang Yan, Wang Yan, are you so stupid as to take the battle book? Ampe Zongxiu sneered sarcastically, are you really overconfident or are you blinded?

This time, I see how you die!
Chapter completed!