The comments in the live broadcast room suddenly stopped, and everyone's eyes were directed towards the door!

[The man in the center...is! Is he my king?]

[So...so cool, I’ll go!]

[Did you see it? Our king is here, she is here, she did not disappoint us, she really came!]

[Long live my king, turn defeat into victory, and kill this plagiarism dog Mo Se Weinuan!]

An Yunnuan stared at the door of the court.

Gritting his teeth, he almost couldn't control the hatred in his eyes: "Quan... Quan Jin!"

She actually came...

"That person...is my king?"

"Oh my god! So handsome!"

"She, who is she, and why do she have so many bodyguards?" Everyone present widened their eyes and breathed heavily.

In front of my eyes——

What kind of picture is that?

A group of bodyguards in black suits all lined up in three rows with their heads held high and their backs straight.

Step by step, accompanied by the sound of neat footsteps, he walked towards me coldly.

And in the center of the bodyguard protection...

It was a girl. She was wearing a dark-colored coat without a zipper, and her arms were crossed naturally and slightly.

Long straight black hair shawl.

Even though he is wearing a mask, through his eyes, he can imagine his stunning appearance under the mask.

"Ta-ta..."

The girls were like kings supported by all the people, with an oppressive aura that intimidated the entire audience.

"You, are you my king?"

"You're here..." Nine Jun fans were so excited that they almost shed tears.

Quan Jin lowered his hands.

When passing by the Ninth Army who was full of emotion, Quan Jin raised his hand and pushed the Ninth Army who had stood up to his seat: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Don't be afraid!

I'm here!

There is no word more reassuring than this sentence.

"I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid. You said you would definitely win." Jiujun nervously grabbed the cuckold's hand, his eyes red.

They didn't trust the wrong person.

My king is coming——

"Hello, I'm Mo Se..." Even when facing enemies, An Yunnuan always greeted him politely.

pity!

Quan Jin didn't give her a chance to finish her words. She walked directly in front of An Yunnuan...

Slowly raise your head.

The corners of his lips were slightly raised in a half-smile.

Raise your long, slender, white right hand.

Facing An Yunnuan's cheek, he threw it down suddenly and said without any scruples:

"Pah——"

A slap.

"Pah——"

Two slaps!

"Ah!" Two consecutive ear scratches made An Yunnuan stunned and screamed in pain.

Everyone in the court widened their eyes: Is my king crazy... How dare he beat someone openly?

"What are you doing?"

"Why are you beating Nuan Da?" After Mo Se Weinuan's fans reacted, they angrily yelled.

Quan Jin, standing next to An Yunnuan, gently waved his hand.

While turning around.

"Crack!"

Quan Jin brought his hand along and slapped An Yunnuan to the ground, causing him to roll half a circle.

Quan Jin’s action is so cool!

Fans were shocked by Quan Jin's domineering appearance:

[Wancao, you are so handsome!]

[It's obviously such an arrogant and unreasonable thing, why...do I feel so happy?!]

[Have you noticed that my king is so beautiful? Look at those eyes. I have never seen such beautiful eyes.]

For a while.

Many eyes were cast on Quan Jin's face.

"You, how could you hit someone!" An Yunnuan stood up, his wrist was scratched, and his eyes were full of anger.
Chapter completed!