"Call the police, see what I'm doing!" Kim Jong Kwon looked at these stunned looks, raised his hand and made a gesture to hit, and frightened them hugged their heads and retreated.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, just kidding!"

Even fools can see that something is wrong, they just drank too much, and they are not really stupid, and the underworld is not what they are.

What really made them understand what was going on was coming down from upstairs to watch the lively entertainers...

What does this mean?

It shows that Kim Jong Kwon is not lying, he is really having dinner with friends, so these people downstairs are naturally members of their respective behind-the-scenes teams, no wonder they also see a lot of women.

"If you don't want me to contact a lawyer to sue you for defamation, it's better to disappear from my eyes now, or do you still think that it was our people here who beat your so-called team members?" Kim Jong-kwan rubbed his head, uninterested in continuing to ink with him.

This is no longer the matter of the kid hiding in the bathroom, if his party with Kim Jong Kwon is casually disturbed by such a few stinky fish and rotten shrimp, then how can he mix it up!

Regardless of whether what they said is true or not, and whether the kid hiding in the bathroom has committed a crime or not, everything will wait for him to send away these few people who have come to stir up the situation, it is so tough!

The person in front of him seems to be the seniors of the two behind, and he didn't dare to entangle any more after seeing the current situation, after all, they weren't sure if the kid who escaped was hiding here, and it was enough to fight Kim Jong Kwon for nothing, and if he continued to mess around, he would become a 'mortal enemy'!

And there were so many people behind Jin Zhongquan who were staring at them with unkind expressions, so he immediately said with a smile: "It's us who is abrupt, if Jin Zhongquan sees a Chinese boy wearing a hat and black clothes showing up, I hope you can contact us." ”

After that, he handed over a business card, but Kim Jong Kwon didn't even glance at it, this guy was very embarrassed to see that Kim Jong Kwon didn't take it, but he immediately found a step for himself and put the business card on the table next to him.

"Stony Brook, Haoxi, let's go!"

Kim Jong Kwon shook his head with a look of disdain, and he didn't know what he thought when he pretended to be 13, what happened to the athletes? What happened to the national representatives?

With such a performance at the level of today, it is really disappointing to be honest!

Kim Jong-kwon doesn't know what the training of athletes is like, but alcohol and cigarettes should not be touched!

Moreover, the evaluation of Korean athletes is notoriously poor in the world, not only because of strength but also because of moral defects, and even many coaches encourage them to do whatever it takes to win when teaching athletes.

Kim Jong Kwon didn't feel that there was anything to be proud of in the medals he got back by such despicable means, and even many people felt ashamed.

But who let those high-level leaders need these 'honors' to embellish their image and improve their international status.

Throwing the business card on the table into the trash, Kim Jong-kwan walked into the bathroom alone.

"Come out, you'd better give me a different explanation, or I'll call the police and arrest you." After entering, Kim Jong Kwon said into the air, in Chinese.

He believed some of those people's statements, but he didn't believe them all, the reputation of the Chinese people for being modest and forbearant is world-famous, and he didn't think that in this foreign land, a weak Chinese would choose to attack several Koreans who were drinking.

He had to rely on the last words of the Chinese man hiding in the cubicle to decide whether he would call the police or do nothing.

There was such a big commotion outside, Kim Jong Kwon believed that he should have heard it all when he was hiding here.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, the door of one of the rooms opened, perhaps because Kim Jong-kwon's familiar accent dispelled part of his inner wariness, or maybe he also understood that he couldn't hide here all the time, and he would have to face everything sooner or later.

"Chinese?"

"No, I'm a Chinese-Korean mixed race born and raised here, disappointed?"

Kim Jong Kwon took a closer look at this man, about 20 years old, the fluff on his mouth was clearly visible, maybe less than 20, there were several scars on his face, and he could see that he had been beaten, and even then he could see his delicate face, not like a bad guy.

"A little, but it doesn't matter, thank you for helping me just now. When the young man spoke, he may have been involved in the wound, and his muscles twitched in pain, but he couldn't help but let Kim Jong Kwon take a look.

"Don't thank me, I'm not helping you, someone here could come in at any time, so I'll cut it short, the few people who came just now said you hit someone, I want to hear your version, which will determine whether I call the police next. ”

Although the identity of the Chinese people has given Kim Jong-quan a great favor, this does not mean that there are no bad people in Huaguo, there will be rat feces everywhere, and there will be no exceptions to this.

This young man from Huaguo hesitated for a moment, but still chose to answer his question, perhaps because he had held it for too long.

"They were right, I did hit someone, and I did it on my own initiative... ”

Kim Jong Kwon was surprised for a moment, then listened carefully to his speech, and slowly his surprise turned into silence, and his brows were tightly furrowed.

Through his telling, Kim Jong-kwon knew the whole story.

This young man's name is Han Xiaoyun, he has an older brother named Han Jialiang, a short track speed skater, good talent and hard work, it was time to produce results, but an accident happened, no, in Han Xiaoyun's mouth, it was not an accident, it was murder!

In the 2010-2011 Short Track Speed Skating World Cup Modu Station, at the moment of competing for the last two finals, Han Jialiang fell off the track because of the foul interference of South Korea's Kim Byung-jun, and was cut by the South Korean player's skate blade and stained the field, and then was carried off the field on a stretcher.

This 'accident' directly ruined Han Jialiang's entire career!

Even Kim Jong-kwon, who doesn't care much about this information, vaguely remembers that there was such an incident a few years ago, and it was very big, and finally it ended after the South Korean coaching staff apologized and clarified that it was not intentional.

As for whether it is intentional or not, I believe that everyone has the answer in their hearts.

And Han Xiaoyun, the younger brother of Han Jialiang, is a complete stunned young man, he watched his brother, who should have been the pride of the sky, become depressed every day, and he also felt pain in his heart and was angry about what happened to his brother!