Ming Tong was talking to Jin Zhenkun about the Holy Martial Order, when suddenly, the door of the ward suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man walked in with several young people.

"Ah, it will... President?" Seeing this middle-aged man, Mingtong was instantly stunned. Jin Zhenkun next to him is also like him.

They never thought that Huang Mingzhong, the president of the Provincial Martial Arts Association, would suddenly appear in front of them.

Especially Mingtong, he just asked his disciple to call Huang Mingzhong.

However, Huang Mingzhong, who has always been kind and pleasant, did not look as good as before, and he didn't even ask about his injuries, and slapped him in the face twice: "Waste, do you know what you do?"

"Ahh

Huang Mingzhong's slap made him doubt his life.

"Ahh I knew I shouldn't have sent you!" Huang Mingzhong looked at Mingtong coldly, his face full of anger.

"Will... President, I'm really injured and can't fight for the Holy Martial Order, but... But you shouldn't... Shouldn't...... After a while, Ming Tongcai reacted, touched his hot face, and said aggrievedly.

"Shouldn't you have anything? shouldn't you have hit you?" Huang Mingzhong snorted coldly.

"Hmph, I don't just want to beat you, I want to abolish you!" Huang Mingzhong said again.

"President.....

Without waiting for Mingtong to speak, Huang Mingzhong scolded: "Shut up for me, do you know who you provoked?"

"Huh?" Mingtong was stunned again. I thought that Huang Mingzhong was unable to help him fight for the Holy Martial Order because he was injured, but I didn't expect that Huang Mingzhong didn't seem to be angry because of that.

"Hmph, do you think I'm blaming you for not being able to fight for the Holy Martial Order anymore?" Huang Mingzhong looked at Ming Tong coldly, and then said, "No, compared to the Holy Martial Order, I'm even more angry that you provoked someone you shouldn't have provoked!"

"Messed with someone I shouldn't have messed with? No?" Mingtong was even more confused.

"No, how did you get hurt?" Huang Mingzhong shouted.

"I was injured by a kid, and that kid ......."

"Smack!" Huang Mingzhong slapped Mingtong in the face again. With a roaring voice, he said, "Boy, do you know what that 'boy' is?"

"Ahh Are you saying that kid is the 'person you shouldn't mess with?'" Mingtong was shocked, reacted, and looked at Huang Mingzhong incredulously.

"Hmph, what do you say?" After slapping Mingtong twice, Huang Mingzhong's anger seemed to disappear a little.

"How is that possible?" exclaimed Mingtong.

"How is it impossible? Hmph, are you curious that I will appear in front of you as soon as you call me? That's because I'm already in Yangyang. ”

Hearing this, Mingtong's mouth widened: "Do you want me to be in Ming, and you are secretly fighting for the Holy Martial Order?"

"Hmph, Holy Martial Order? No, I came to Yang City mainly to see someone. Huang Mingzhong snorted coldly.

Before Huang Mingzhong finished speaking, Mingtong's face was stunned: "President, you don't want to say that the person you came to see is that kid, right?"

"If you really knew how terrible he was, you wouldn't call him a boy. Huang Mingzhong glanced at Mingtong and said, "His strength can not only kill you in seconds, but also kill me in seconds!"

"Seconds... Kill you in seconds?" Mingtong glanced at Huang Zhongming, his mind a little confused.

Huang Mingzhong is not only the chairman of the Provincial Martial Arts Association, but also a well-known master of national martial arts all over the country. once fought against eight foreign fighting masters by one person and won easily.

How could he never have thought that such a powerful being would say that someone could kill him in seconds?

"Hmph, in addition to the terrifying strength of that person, the most terrifying thing is his identity, his identity ......" Speaking of this, Huang Mingzhong's face became extremely solemn and jealous.

Mingtong and Jin Zhenkun listened carefully, waiting for Huang Mingzhong's next words.

However, Huang Mingzhong had no intention of going on.

"In short, it was a terrible existence. You provoked him, and if you don't want to die, hurry up and apologize to him. Huang Mingzhong paused for a long time before saying.

"Dao... Apologize?" After listening to Huang Mingzhong's words, Jin Zhenkun's face showed extreme madness: "President, it not only hurt my disciple and caused my son to be frightened, but now it also breaks my spine, and if you can't say that you want to become a waste, you still want me to apologize?" No, it's impossible." No way!"

"You are Jin Zhenkun, the first national art master in the yang city, right?" Huang Mingzhong looked at Jin Zhenkun at this time.

"President, I'm Jin Zhenkun!" Jin Zhenkun said in a low voice.

"Okay, from today onwards, you are no longer a member of the Martial Arts Association. What to do, what to do. Lao Tzu can't control it!" Huang Mingzhong glanced at Jin Zhenkun lightly and said coldly.

Immediately, he looked at Mingtong.

Seeing Huang Mingzhong's view, Mingtong was shocked, and instantly realized that the seriousness of the matter was far beyond his expectations, and struggled to get up from the hospital bed while coughing up blood: "It will... President, I'm going to apologize right away, I'm going to apologize right away!"

"Let's go, follow me!" Huang Mingzhong said after letting his subordinates support Mingtong. Immediately, he decisively left the hospital.

"Ah, Huang Mingzhong, you shit. You actually drove me out of the martial arts association for a kid, you are so ruthless. Looking at the backs of Huang Mingzhong and Mingtong leaving, Jin Zhenkun's eyes were white with anger, and he slammed his fist on the hospital bed.

However, because of the excessive force, his back clicked, and his vertebrae broke again, and he almost fainted. It took him a long time before he relented!

As soon as he calmed down, he shouted at the disciples beside him fiercely, "Go, let me go and arrest the woman named Susie." ”

"Division... Master, why did you arrest that Susie?" Looking at the hideous look on Jin Zhenkun's face, and listening to Jin Zhenkun's cold voice, the people around him trembled, but they were puzzled.

"Don't talk too much. If I tell you to go, you will go. Jin Zhenkun was furious, and his face was fierce.

"Go now?" Jin Zhenkun's apprentice was even more puzzled.

"Yes, go now. No matter what method you use, you must tie that woman to Lao Shan for me!" Jin Zhenkun's fists rattled, and a ruthless aura appeared on his face.

'S cairn?

Jin Zhenkun's disciples trembled, that place, they were not unfamiliar. Because there are several corpses buried there, and those corpses are the ones who angered Jin Zhenkun before his death!

"Why don't you go soon?" Seeing that the disciple was still stunned, Jin Zhenkun shouted again.

In an instant, the disciples ran out in a panic.

After those disciples walked out, Jin Zhenkun turned to the other disciple and said gloomily: "Ah Hua, I asked you to contact the killer, how did you get in touch?"

"Master, with just one word from you, I can summon hundreds of killers!" the young man known as Ah Hua said in a low voice.

"Okay! very good!" Jin Zhenkun smiled gloomily, and said cruelly: "After they tie up that woman, you immediately contact those killers and let them go to Laoshan to prepare." I want to see that kid named Liu Mang's head bloom!"

"Yes, master, as long as that kid appears in Lao Shan, that kid has only a dead end!" Ah Hua said in a deep voice.

"As long as the woman named Susie is caught in Lao Shan, that kid will definitely go!" Jin Zhenkun said calmly.

......

When Jin Zhenkun was thinking about dealing with Liu Mang, Huang Mingzhong, the head of the Provincial Martial Arts Association, rushed towards the Su Traditional Chinese Medicine Pavilion with Vice President Mingtong.

"President, is that person really that terrifying?" Along the way, Mingtong still couldn't imagine how a person who was only in his twenties could make Huang Mingzhong so jealous. So I asked a few more questions.

"Horror?" Huang Mingzhong paused slightly and looked at Mingtong: "It's not just horror! That person wants to kill you or kill me, just like killing a chicken." And after the killing, there will be absolutely no incident. Isn't that scary, you say?"

"Huh? What is his identity?" Mingtong was stupid!

He may not be a big man, but Huang Mingzhong is really a character. In addition to the title of the head of the martial arts association, there are many titles in the province and even the whole country. Relatively speaking, he can be regarded as a figure, even if it is the mayor of a city or the leader of the province, he has extraordinary respect. However, such a person, if he was killed by that person, that person would not be anything?

What is that person's identity?

That's scary, isn't it?

"Mingtong, looking at our relationship, I can tell you a little bit of information. However, you have to keep it a secret from me. Otherwise, if something happens, I won't be able to protect you!" Huang Mingzhong said in a low voice.

"Hmm!" Mingtong nodded solemnly.

Immediately, Huang Mingzhong whispered in Mingtong's ear.

After half a ring, Mingtong trembled, revealing an incredible look: "That... Isn't he similar to the Jinyi Guard of the Ming Dynasty?"

"Your analogy is very apt, but the difference is that Jin Yiwei is responsible for the emperor, and he is responsible for the country......" Huang Mingzhong whispered.

Before Huang Mingzhong finished speaking, Mingtong said tremblingly: "Will... Don't, President... Don't say it, I... I'd better hurry up and apologize. I ......"

He was almost frightened by Liu Mang's identity. ()

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