Running Man Live, I'm Angkor

"He's a king, where can I get it for you?"

Wu Li walked to the bow of the boat with the golden scepter of sindore in hand, and the four girlfriends in white gauze skirts stood behind him.

The sea breeze blew the bright red cat-gold robe, and the black cloak made a muffled sound of hunting.

The bomber who was waiting at the dock early buckled his helmet and kicked the dazed herald hard. Supervisor Li Ning glared at him angrily, pushed his glasses and made a gesture.

His Majesty the King is here!

Fire the salute!

The 108 golden cannons lined up in a row exploded continuously.

This kind of etiquette, which has been passed down more than 400 years ago, originated from the Yingjili Navy. At that time, before the warship entered the port of a friendly country, or when it encountered the ship of a friendly country on the high seas, in order to show that there was no hostility, all the shells in the cannons on the ship were released. The other party will also respond in the same way.

Since the largest warships at the time were equipped with 21 cannons, firing 21 cannons became the highest etiquette.

Wu Li stood at the bow of the boat, listening to the constantly exploding golden cannon and raising the Sin'dorei Golden Staff aloft, a kind of pride that rose out of thin air like the sun in the sky.

"Long live His Majesty the King!"

"Long live the Daiyan Kingdom!"

The soldiers standing by the sea slammed their feet together and cheered from the heart.

Since they were discharged from the army and recovered, they, who had no skills at all except for sticks, took risks due to various reasons, and finally embarked on the road of no return.

As former soldiers and fighters, they thought that they would never pick up their arrogance again, and that they would be ashamed of the troops for the rest of their lives.

However, today, Wu Li gave them another chance, a chance for them to regain the honor.

The gangsters who weren't the veterans were also shouting, and although they shouted erratically, they shouted equally hard.

It is useless to be on the street. If it is not really impossible, who would want to be a Fei?God knows which day he will die inexplicably, even if he joins the big circle.Although it is good to enjoy the shade under the big tree, it is actually not much different for ordinary gangsters like them.

It's different now, Wu Li is back in the country.

As a big circle of the Fuguo Army, it has changed from a despised jidao gang to an official organization, which feels so special.

From now on, those A Fei who are despised by others can also lift up their chests and say to their families and neighbors that we are also serious people.

The grateful veterans and gangsters looked up to the bow of the boat, and saw Wu Li holding the sin'dorei's golden scepter high, and a feeling of endless admiration suddenly arose.

It was this man who gave them hope, it was this man who gave them the future.

Don't worry anymore, don't worry anymore, don't have to be looked down upon.

It was Wu Li who brought them all.

They would never allow anyone to harm their king.

After the twenty-one gun salute was fired, the red-carpeted deck stretched out to the chord, and Wu Li, who suddenly turned around, took the lead towards the port.

"Are we going to follow?" Zheng Dai didn't know what to do.

Running men are all confused, Wu Li's identity has changed too fast, migrant worker, actor, billionaire, king!Who would have imagined that a poor boy who was still moving bricks at the construction site last August would become what he is now in less than half a year?

The 21-gun salute is the treatment of the emperors of various countries, and the cheering soldiers below are also proving that their little brother is no longer the ordinary identity he used to be, but the king of a country, an existence that they look up to.Maybe we won't be together in the future.

The running men sighed, the identity gap is too big to make people feel inferior.

Finding the footsteps were wrong, Wu Li turned his head strangely, "Brother Chao, what are you doing standing there stupidly, come over together."

Deng Chao was stunned.

Li Chen was also stunned.

Wu Li didn't have the twists and turns they thought at all. What a bullshit king is not a king. It's interesting to go back and record the show after playing enough here.Our anchor has learned before that it rains all year round on his site.Although picturesque, it is very suitable for tourism.But if you really want to live for a long time, you have to suffocate.

Wu Li never planned to stay here any longer, and it would be over if he showed up.

"Come on, Brother Chao, let's go down together."

Deng Chao tightly closed his slightly sour small eyes, and smiled at Li Chen and walked over.

The target appears, the target appears.

Seeing Wu Li on the red carpet, the agents of various countries who had been waiting at the dock early sent signals to their companions, and a thrilling and exciting journey was about to unfold.

Chapter 704 A declaration of extreme domineering

Under the cheering support of the soldiers, and in the flashing lights of reporters from all over the world, Wu Li raised the golden scepter of Sindore and started an impromptu speech.

"My soldiers, my subjects, and friends from all over the world, hello everyone. Maybe many countries say I started a wicked war, maybe many people think I killed too many innocent civilians . But, what I'm saying is, I killed too few."

boom!

A stunned look was cast on him, and Wu Li raised the corner of his mouth sarcastically, "The Kingdom of Dai Yan existed from the mid-late 18th century to the mid-19th century, and was established by my ancestor Wu Yuansheng in northern Borneo. When the old master of Dai Yan was cruel and cruel, The people supported my ancestor to overthrow his rule. He was crowned king because of gratitude, and he served four monarchs for more than 70 years. Although it was short, it was brilliant."

"In the middle of the 19th century, the savage Western Helan colonists and the natives destroyed the country founded by their ancestors, and there were not one out of ten local Chinese survivors. This is a battle for the restoration of the country and a battle for revenge." Wu Li is cold and addicted Bloody eyes swept across the audience, and the reporters who wanted to criticize all shut up.

"The big fist is the truth. This is the lesson that our ancestors of the royal family of the Wu family have learned with their lives. What international condemnation and what kind of benevolence and moralism are all dogs farting. Tell the rulers behind you, whatever means you have, just come, it's a big deal, everyone. If it ends together, the Wu family's man is not afraid of death, and the descendants of Yan and Huang are also not afraid of death!"

"Our blood is hotter than the sun in the sky."

"Our pride is vaster than the endless ocean and starry sky."

"Wu Jia Erlang is not afraid of death, if I die, the whole world will die with me!"

The extremely domineering, extremely tough, and unreasonable declaration spread all over the world through the cameras of reporters.Blackman K, who paid attention at the right time, overturned the desk, Queen Eagle Geely raised her eyebrows playfully, and the Emperor of Kyushu shook his head helplessly.