With Zhao Hu's word "rely on", it directly aroused the anger of reporters.

As a result, the questioning became louder.

"President Zhao, as the president of the Martial Arts Association, you can be said to be highly respected, how can you scold people?"

"Chairman Zhao, can I understand it in this way? Because our question tells the true idea of the matter, you have nothing to say, and the dog jumps off the wall in a hurry to insult the reporter?"

"President Zhao, we are now conducting a live broadcast, and I hope you had better give a reasonable explanation, otherwise it may have a certain impact on the reputation of your association. ”

"President Zhao!"

"Chairman Cho......"

"President Zhao!!"

Sentence by sentence of questioning, Zhao Hu, who was directly rectified, was about to explode.

Granny's ......

If you continue to be asked like this, you still kick the woolen pipe?

But Zhao Hu really didn't dare to tell these reporters in a very positive tone - we are not what you think, we are here to communicate martial arts.

Because Zhao Hu is here, he is indeed here to suppress the Yemen Martial Arts Hall.

And once he says something definite, then once the truth is revealed by someone with a heart, it will not be a good thing for the Martial Arts Association.

Even if Zhao Hu uses resources to suppress the matter afterwards, but it can be suppressed, the streets and alleys will still leave the legend of Zhao Hu - and it is not a good legend.

Therefore, Zhao Hu directly turned his heart sideways, turned his head to one of his disciples and said sharply: "Come on, drive out this group of bastard reporters for me!"

"Yes!"

Several tall disciples of the Storm Martial Arts Gym immediately stepped forward, either pushing or shoving, and began to drive the reporter away.

Zhao Hu's behavior naturally angered the reporters completely.

"President Zhao, what do you mean by that?"

"Zhao Hu, you are trampling on our journalists' rights. ”

"We're qualified to interview you!"

"Get out of the way for me, don't disturb my work, beware of me suing you!" a bespectacled male reporter yelled in protest at a Storm disciple who was pushing him.

"President Zhao, are you driving us away like this because you are a thief?"

Due to the strong resistance of the reporters, the disciples of the Storm Martial Arts Hall did not go smoothly in the expulsion work.

Zhao Hu suddenly had a head and two big, no matter what, he is also the president of the Martial Arts Association, so he can't beat people, right?

Fortunately, there are not many smart people in the Martial Arts Association.

Soon, someone helped Zhao Hu share his worries.

I saw Pavilion Master Liu stand up and wave his hand, "Come on, fork this group of people out for me!"

"Yes!" The disciples of the White Tiger Martial Arts Pavilion represented by Pavilion Master Liu stood up, and without saying a word, they punched and kicked the group of reporters, beating them and howling wolves.

"Hey, hey, hit someone!"

"Murdered ......"

"The Martial Arts Association is beating people!"

"Is there any more Wang Fa? How dare you beat up a reporter!"

"I'm going to sue you!"

Pavilion Master Liu said with a calm face: "Lao Tzu has long seen that you brain-dead reporters are not pleasing to the eye, and today I will decide on you! Try BB again? Believe it or not, I will tear you down one of your legs on the street? Tell you that as long as you are not killed, Lao Tzu has a way to torture you! And you don't want Lao Tzu to go to jail, because Lao Tzu has money!"

Pavilion Master Liu said this.

His group of junior brothers, when they made a move, naturally spared no effort.

The so-called heroes don't suffer immediate losses.

Even though the reporters were very dissatisfied with Liu Ben's performance, they didn't dare to continue to resist.

After all......

If they continue to resist, I'm afraid that this Liu Ben really dares to dismantle one of their legs, and it will be worth the loss!

As the reporters were pushed away, the front of the Yemen Martial Arts Hall finally quieted down.

Zhao Hu rubbed his temples with a headache, and then called a disciple and said, "Xiao Wang, call the public relations department and ask them to start cleaning up the aftermath immediately." After today, I don't want anyone to talk about it anymore. ”

"Yes. Xiao Wang received the order, and ran to the side to make a call.

Zhao Hu looked at Liu Ben, Lei Ting, as well as Zhang Qingtian, Pavilion Master Zhang, and Pavilion Master Yang Lie, and said with a wry smile: "Damn, how can there be such a stupid thing as a reporter in the world?"

Pavilion Master Zhang said: "The president will be angry, in fact, not all reporters are like this, it's just that we were unlucky today, and we met a group of shameless people who are unscrupulous and have no lower limit for the sake of news." ”

Zhao Hu turned his head and glanced at the reporters who were on the periphery and still wanted to rush in, snorted heavily, turned his head and called someone over, "You, immediately start arranging to deal with those reporters." Follow the videos they sent me and look for them one by one. I won't allow any of them to appear in Cloud City again. ”

"Pavilion Master, do you want to do this?" the disciple gestured with a gesture of wiping his neck.

Zhao Hu shook his head, "No need, just drive out of Cloud City." Remember, no human life is allowed, anything else is arbitrary, you know?"

"Yes, yes, yes. The man nodded hurriedly and turned to leave.

After arranging these, Zhao Hu clenched his fists, put his eyes on the main entrance of the Yemen Martial Arts Hall, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a cold smile, and then his spirit was shocked, and he sneered: "Brothers, cheer up, next, we have to do the right thing - kick the hall!"

"Kick the gym!"

"Kick the gym!"

"Kick the gym!"

Whether it was Storm or White Tiger, or Thunder, Firebird, and Qinglong, almost all the disciples of the martial arts hall followed Zhao Hu's speech and shouted loudly to kick the hall, and the voice was deafening.

Zhao Hu raised his hand slightly, and the other disciples quickly quieted down.

Zhao Hu glanced at Lei Ting next to him and smiled slightly, "Brother Lei, how about I leave this matter of inviting you to fight?"

"Wrap it around me. Lei Ting stood up without giving up, walked a few steps ahead, stood in front of the main entrance of the Yemen Martial Arts Hall, took a breath, and said sharply: "The surname Ye, you get out of here! I heard that you Yemen is very strong? Do you dare to come out and compare?"

Inside the Yemen Martial Arts Hall.

Ye Qing's newly accepted disciples all showed nervous expressions on their faces after hearing Thunder's shout.

After all......

The person standing outside the door at this moment to invite the battle is the third master of Cloud City, the owner of the Thunder Martial Arts Hall, Thunder!

I heard that this Lei Pavilion Master was already a minor consummation of initiation as early as a few years ago, and now that so much time has passed, I am afraid that this Lei Pavilion master should be only one step away from the Great Consummation of initiation.

Relatively speaking, how could they, a teacher who was only in his twenties, be compared to the master of the Lei Pavilion?

One of the students asked in a worried whisper, "Who of you knows what will happen if our teacher is defeated in the gym?"

"What else?" another disciple pouted and said, "It's a shame, if the challenger has special requirements, then our martial arts hall must meet the special requirements of the Ren family, otherwise we will be beaten." ”

"What's that...... If the teacher loses, will we be unlucky?"