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Even if he is a clay figure, he will get angry after being sprayed like this, let alone Xia Qingchen?
He slapped the table, knocking over all the coffee tables on the table, and said coldly: "If you don't want to stand on the platform, get out, no one will invite you!"
It’s so baffling!
Gu Qianhen learned that King Zhongyun had made a breakthrough, but he had no results, so he felt depressed and had nowhere to vent.
Cha Cha met Xia Qingchen again and vented all her dissatisfaction on him.
What, does Xia Qingchen look like a receiving bag?
"Look! Look, what is his attitude?" Gu Qianhen was also irritated and laughed angrily: "We came to give him a platform, but the result? Is this the attitude?"
The faces of the head of the Huang family and King Zhongyun both darkened, and there was evil in their eyes.
If it weren't for the face of the Ye family leader, I'm afraid he would have taken action long ago.
This Gu Qianhen is too presumptuous!
No, Patriarch Ye couldn't stand it anymore and suddenly shouted: "That's enough for you!"
The anger contained in the violent drinking finally shocked Gu Qianhen's heart, and he woke up from the state of anger.
But he still hardened his temper and said stubbornly: "I'm not wrong!"
The head of the Ye family was furious and said angrily: "Didn't I hear Young Master Xia tell you to get out? Why are you still standing here?"
He is so angry!
I called him with good intentions, but in the end, I might as well not have called him!
Instead of helping Xia Qingchen when he arrived, you used him as a punching bag?
Gu Qianhen was full of arrogance and glared at Xia Qingchen: "Humph! OK, I'll get out, I'll watch from outside, how will you end it!"
After all, he had never looked down on Xia Qingchen from the bottom of his heart.
What about the Lord of a Realm?
What about the eternal genius?
What about the young commander of the Human Alliance?
For Gu Qianhen, who only sees martial arts, if he does not surpass him in martial arts, he is a waste and not worthy of his respect.
Patriarch Ye watched him leave bitterly, turned around and apologized to Xia Qingchen: "I'm sorry, Mr. Xia, I apologize to you on Qianhen's behalf."
Xia Qingchen raised his hand, his face softened, and said: "It has nothing to do with you."
The head of the Ye family felt ashamed and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Xia, I will support you to the end."
As if in response to him, the crowd of people watching outside the camp began to become active.
"Isn't it already noon?"
"Where are the people? Where are the six Yuan Elders? Where are the assassin's heads?"
"Why didn't I see anyone?"
"Hahaha, let me tell you, Commander Xia, even though he talks a lot, is actually just a piece of shit!"
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The wisdom of the crowd is often foolish.
Whenever someone makes a fuss, collective insanity will immediately occur.
A few thoughtful people hid in the crowd and started to instigate a few words, and the crowd exploded.
"Damn it! I'm waiting to see a good show. I'm already covered in oil from the sun. Why haven't they come yet?"
"Damn it, you're probably not wise for thousands of years, are you? You actually believe that there's something good to watch?"
“It’s only when the old people come that there are ghosts!”
"Some people really believe that the old people will come. Aren't we here today to watch Xia Qingchen's show?"
The crowd was indeed booing.
However, there are also some voices of reason.
"I said, there is no need to be like this, right? Commander Xia went deep into the demon clan and obtained so much top-secret information. This kind of person should be respected."
"Why are these people so cold-blooded? Is this how they treat heroes?"
"It's really heart-breaking. If I were Xia Qingchen, if I had known that I would be treated like this, why would I have gotten any information? I would have just let these idiots fend for themselves!"
"I came today not to watch the excitement, but to support Xia Qingchen!"
After all, they are only a small number, and they are quickly covered up by the harsh sound.
"Hahaha, there are actually idiots who support Xia Qingchen!"
"A bunch of idiots!"
"According to your opinion, it's great if you make a meritorious service, but you can't just watch the excitement?"
"Gong is merit, fault is fault, we have to talk about it separately, right?"
"Why can't we watch the fun? He is a god? Can he still control our eyes?"
"That's right! Why did Xia Qingchen end up in such a bad situation? Is it because he loves to be pushy and made such cruel remarks that he couldn't get off the stage in the end?"
"Those birdmen are really weird. It's not Xia Qingchen's fault for showing off, but us outsiders!"
"Yes, Xia Qingchen himself is the instigator, who is to blame?"
…
There was a huge quarrel outside.
Gu Qianhen leaned in front of a flagpole with his arms folded in front of his chest. Listening to the roaring sound in his ears, he couldn't help but shake his head and sneer: "This is the people's support!"
His gaze couldn't help but drift to the curtain, staring at the faint figures of Patriarch Ye and others inside, and he even smiled.
"It's pity that you lowered your status and came to stand up for Xia Qingchen, but in the end, people still think that you are fine and don't appreciate it at all. What do you think..."
He was talking to himself when suddenly, a huge exclamation broke out from the crowd.
"Fuck!!!!"
This exclamation was so loud that it almost drowned out the entire audience.
The onlookers were startled and looked around.
"What are you calling? Has the ancestral grave been dug up, or has the wife run away with another man?"
"Next door to Mahler, you scare me to death!"
"Call me sister!"
…
For a while, there was a lot of curses.
But the man who exclaimed was facing away from everyone with a shocked face. His eyes were as wide as copper bells, full of disbelief.
Open your mouth as wide as you want!
"You...you...look!" He stretched out his finger, but he was so surprised that he couldn't even speak coherently.
Everyone followed the sound and then turned their heads one after another.
"Fuck!!!"
"Your mother!!!!"
“Holy shit!!!!”
“OMG!!!!!!”
A crazy exclamation was heard over the other, like lit firecrackers, exploding one after another.
The entire audience roared with loud roars!
Gu Qianhen, who was leaning leisurely in front of the flagpole, was frightened by the sudden shocking scream.
He frowned and muttered: "What's going on?"
He tiptoed, stepped on his Nirvana and soared into the air, looking towards the back of the crowd.
At one glance, his pupils shrank sharply and he exclaimed: "How could that be?"
In his sight, six figures of people walking towards him were reflected.
They were dressed gorgeously and walked in neat steps, with bursts of dust rising behind them as they hurried towards the camp.
Those six people were exactly the six elders of the old man.
"Damn it!! Are the old people really here to kneel down and give away their heads?"
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
"Why are you so surprised? The elders must be here to ridicule Xia Qingchen!"
"Do you really think that the elders will kneel down and give away their heads? A bunch of pig brains!"
"That's right! When the elders come, they don't necessarily just kneel down and give away their heads."
"What may not be possible, absolutely not! Will the elders kneel down and give away their heads? Haha, what a big joke!"
"Wow! This is interesting. Xia Qingchen wanted to let the matter pass quietly, but as a result, the elders were not happy and wanted to slap him in the face on the spot!"
"This is exciting enough!"
"Hahaha! I didn't come here in vain today, there is a wonderful show about to be staged!"