Chapter 501: All the things happen

"Why are there so many people here tonight?"

Fang Jie and his party arrived in Beijing. The streets were full of players wearing various costumes. Most of the players were moving towards the palace. A few of them looked around in a daze, and then seemed to have received some instructions and began to run in a certain direction with a purpose. While the figures disappeared, a large number of players followed.,

At this moment, the entire Beijing city is simply crowded with people and empty streets, but on the contrary, so many people in the city do not make people feel any chaos or noise. Although everyone is running in the same direction, they maintain a high degree of vigilance and discipline. Players from different sects clearly form their own small group, but Fang Jie and his group seem a little out of place, which makes Fang Jie feel that he has gone to the wrong place or are these people nervous.

"It seems that there will be a big event in Beijing tonight..." Fang Jie glanced at it and soon realized that something was wrong. This situation shows that these people are highly organized and disciplined. They must be members of an elite team of a sect. People behind them are definitely commanding these people. Moreover, such a large-scale, so dense, and frequent mobilization is not something that ordinary people can do, nor can they attract these people by ordinary things.

"Even the people from Shaolin Temple are moving..." Wangqing looked around and noticed that a team wearing white cloth and black-edged cassocks above his head rushed out of an alley not far away, and then turned into another alley leading to the Imperial Palace in Beijing.

Needless to say, these bald heads are monks from Shaolin Temple. You should know that until the game is in progress, the players of Shaolin Temple rarely walk around the world and have been living a self-sufficient and militarized life in the temple. It is only in the past year that a few Shaolin Temple masters have experienced everywhere, but they have not caused any waves. In short, in addition to showing off their faces in sect ring competitions and Huashan sword competitions for so many years, Shaolin Temple has usually maintained a very low-key attitude. This time, a large-scale team was sent. It is conceivable that tonight will definitely not be a peaceful night.

"The Wudang Sect is here too!" Mingzhu in her palm didn't intend to say this in this situation, because she knew that her head must be less effective than Fang Jie and Wangqing, but when she glanced at the players wearing familiar Wudang Sect Taoist robes in the distance, she couldn't help but muttered in disgust.

Fang Jie looked at it and there was indeed a group of Wudang disciples passing by the street. He couldn't help but ponder: "Now the Iron Palm Gang is really fighting with the Wudang Sect to the death. There are also some evil sects such as Xingsu Sect and Lingjiu Palace to restrain them. Wudang Sect has time to send people here. It seems that things are more serious than we imagined... I don't know what's going on, go and take a look at the square."

After saying that, Fang Jie snapped his fingers and led Wangqing and the pearl in his palm towards the palace.

Along the way, Fang Jie and the other two were really eye-opening. Almost all local sects in the world had their own teams. The entire Beijing city seemed to be holding a martial arts conference soon. If you look down from the sky, you can see players from various sects wearing colorful costumes lined up in long rows. From the four gate market in Beijing, it will be toward the center of Beijing city and the square in front of the palace gate.

In the huge square in front of the palace gate, there were already crowds of people. Like ants, a group of people lined up like ants and rushed towards the head of Jinshui Bridge. The whole scene was extremely spectacular and grand. It was shocking and at the same time, it was inconspicuous. However, if you were a little careful, you would appear. Nearly two-thirds of the ground on the east side of the square was occupied by players of the same costume. In other words, a sect mobilized a large number of people and horses to occupy most of the square.

When Fang Jie and others arrived at the square, they finally figured out the situation. The sects occupy two-thirds of the square are not others. They are just disciples of the Beggar Gang who are patched. There are at least hundreds of thousands of people in confrontation with them. Their momentum is also extremely amazing. Players on both sides kept rushing to the entrance of the Jinshui Bridge dungeon, and cursing each other. If they weren't worried about being wanted by the government, they would have been fighting together.

Interestingly, Fang Jie and the other two were just right. They rushed from the south street to the square. At first, Fang Jie felt a little confused. Because the players in the west sent him to stare at him with vicious eyes from time to time. However, the players of the Beggar Gang in the east kept wavering to him, looking very enthusiastic and happy.

Fang Jie thought these people could not eat grapes and said that the grapes were sour. Seeing that there were beautiful women around him, they were mentally unbalanced. But after comparing it, they realized that because of his disciples of the Beggar Gang, they were in the middle of two camps. One side wanted to swallow him alive. The other side saw hope in him. After all, almost no one in the Beggar Gang now doesn't know this amazing man who came from the Blood Sword Sect.

Jie Zai. Those Beggar Gang players are even more confident.

When he saw something was wrong, Fang Jie consciously led Wangqing and Mingzhu on the Palm to join the Beggars' Sect camp. Although he was not afraid of causing trouble, Fang Jie didn't want to waste his energy and feelings before the matter was clear. This time he came to the maze dungeon just to make contributions to the sect. There was no need to make trouble and waste time.

Seeing Fang Jie leading two beauties over to come, a group of Beggars' Gang players were stunned at first, as if they thought that Fang Jie's actions might affect the purity of the team. But then they thought that this is the style of a great master. There are beauties with them everywhere, and they do things in a straightforward manner. In addition to envy, there is only a little jealousy left in their hearts. How dare they complain? Just pretend that they didn't see it.

"What the hell is going on? Which song is going on tonight?" When Fang Jie came to the beggar sect camp, he looked around and no one in charge stood up for a long time to speak. He had to find a disciple of the beggar sect and asked, "Where are you the boss beggars among the beggars?"

The Beggar Gang player who was asked reluctantly took his eyes off Wangqing. He looked at Fang Jie carefully. While his eyes gradually became hot and admiring, he stuttered and replied: "Boss Fang, why don't you know about such a big thing? Boss Beggar has issued announcements in the sect system channel. Have you not received the news?"

"Uh? What announcement?" Fang Jie was stunned, and then suddenly understood, thinking that he had already been a judge. Some of his authority may have been limited by the system, and it was reasonable that he could not receive the announcement of the sect. But then again, when I met me in Yixing City in the evening and wanted to quit the game, the other party did not mention any major moves of the Beggars' Sect tonight. Could it be that the other party didn't know about this?

With confusion, Fang Jie had no choice but to say, "You just tell me what happened tonight. I was about to download the maze copy..."

Before Fang Jie finished speaking, the man had returned to normal from his previous nervousness and explained smoothly: "I have no status in the Beggars' Sect. Actually, I don't know the specific situation... I only know that the Beggars' Boss has issued a mobilization order for the sect to gather in the maze copy of the Bronze Man Lane, saying that he wanted to occupy the Bronze Man Lane to facilitate our Beggars' Sect brothers to level up!"

"boring!"

Fang Jie rolled his eyes and secretly scolded the beggar who had his head rusted and was so arrogant that he did such anger that he was so angry that he did something like this. Although the Beggar Gang has a large number of people and is not bad at all, it is no problem to occupy one or two cities to receive security management fees, but if he put his hands into the copy of Tongren Lane, the situation would be completely different. After all, Tongren Lane is the primary copy of the maze copy. Whether from the perspective of self-interest or from the perspective of curbing opponents' exhibitions, it is impossible for other factions to tolerate the Beggar Gang being the only one and controlling the entire Tongren Lane.

Obviously, since Fang Jie joined the Beggars' Sect, the beggars's ambitions, the beggars's ambitions have become overheated, and their actions have been one after another. They first paid for public security management fees, and then divided the sphere of influence of the surrounding cities. Before Yixing was taken down, they attacked the maze copy, almost making enemies everywhere without considering the consequences. If this continues, the Beggars' Sect will sooner or later be destroyed in the hands of Beggars' Sect.

Now Fang Jie finally understood why Beijing City was so lively tonight. If the Beggars' Sect wanted to occupy the copy of Tongren Lane, the first thing was to clear the scene inside. The other sects naturally would not allow such a thing to survive. Even Shaolin Temple, which has always been low-key, couldn't help but take action. If this fight continues, it would probably be much larger than the gang war and lasts much longer. Although the death in the copy cannot be reduced, the ticket fee is not affordable to ordinary people. In the end, in addition to the number of people and strength, it also depends on who has more money.

Seeing Fang Jie's expressionless face and not knowing what he was thinking, the man hurriedly said, "Boss Beggar is now in the copy of Tongren Lane. I have already informed the news of Boss Fang's arrival. As long as you enter the copy of the maze, you should be able to find him.

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After hearing this, Fang Jie couldn't help but look at Wangqing and sent a message to the secret: "Unless my head is rusted and it's so messy inside, and time will be wasted to fight, and we will go in and make a fortune in the sect's contribution..."

Wangqing shook his head slightly and said, "It's better to think about it from another angle. It's just a mess. It can help us divert some monsters. They beat them and we beat us. I guess they don't have time to care about us. Even if they really come to us, are you still afraid of them?"

Seeing that Fang Jie seemed to be a little troublesome, Wangqing smiled faintly and said coldly: "At worst, just fight. If you can help the Beggars' Sect occupy the bronze man's lane, you will be able to do it once and for all in the future. Who dares to stop you in there?"

"This..." Fang Jie grabbed his head with some confusion, as if he was a little moved. After pondering for a long time, he finally gritted his teeth: "Okay! Then let's just play him with earth-shaking!"
Chapter completed!