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The YAMAHA-R6 crosses the Yanjing Expressway like a lightning speed. 'Music' Essay 'Novel'

Ye Hui got a copy of the business license of the Hanshe Taekwondo Gym from the Yanjing Service Hall.

The student was right, Meng Hui was the legal representative of the Korean Taekwondo Gym.

You can run a monk, but you can't run the temple.

The car stopped at the door of the Korean Society Taekwondo Gym, Ye Hui sneered, he couldn't find a legal representative, so he closed the Taekwondo Gym first.

"Taekwondo technical characteristics, mainly legs, punches and feet-"

The classroom was spacious, and a large group of students gathered around a coach and listened with relish.

"Where is Meng Hui?"

Ye Hui's cold voice resounded throughout the classroom.

A coach-like man walked towards Ye Hui.

"What are you looking for a boss?!"

"Hehe-"

Ye Hui sneered, "You don't deserve to know-"

The coach frowned, "If you're looking for something, you're in the wrong place—"

Bang Bang -

The coach clapped his hands, and more than two dozen men in taekwondo uniforms surrounded him.

Ye Hui smiled evilly, this is better, save one by one, and waste time.

"Boy, if you know each other, get out of here - don't look for trouble and see what kind of place this is!"

A student pointed at Ye Hui's nose, his face full of anger.

Ye Hui turned his head and looked at the door, "What kind of place is this, is it the Korean Society Taekwondo Gym?!" ”

The student was stunned, he didn't go to the wrong place-

"Go and get Meng Hui—"

Ye Hui's face was resolute, and his face was like frost. There was a murderous aura in his sharp eyes.

"Where did the monkey run out, did you run out of the zoo door before you ran out and pretended?"

The coach's eyes widened angrily, and he wanted to tear Ye Hui to pieces immediately.

He must have watched too many movies, and he dared to come to the gym alone!

Ye Hui took out a cigarette and snapped into the air.

He raised his leg and kicked at the coach.

Bang -

The black python pattern military boots made a close contact with the coach's long face.

The thud fell.

Ye Hui reached out to catch the cigarette, took out a lighter and lit it.

"Get him!"

The crowd didn't know who dropped a word, and more than two dozen people rushed up.

Ye Hui sneered, grabbed the heads of the two students, and bumped into each other with a bang.

Without waiting for the two of them to react, Ye Hui clenched his hands into fists, and hit them in the lower abdomen with a bang.

In less than a minute, more than two dozen people fell to the ground, wailing in pain.

Ye Hui squatted beside the coach, "While you're still alive, tell me where Meng Hui is—"

The coach's pupils dilated, and he was terrified, "I-I don't know-"

Ye Hui stepped on the coach's stomach, "If you can live, please tell him when you see him, I, Ye Hui, will kill him-"

More than a dozen people walked into the classroom through the back door and were all stunned when they saw Ye Hui.

Ye Hui looked up at the back door, and the corners of his mouth outlined a beautiful arc.

The world is really small, and the dozen or so people who were beaten last time were actually there.

I don't know if they've made progress after studying for so long.

Zhao Yuan walked towards Ye Hui.

Seeing his colleagues and students lying on the ground, Zhao Yuan was puzzled.

There were more than two dozen people, one coach, all lying on the ground now, unable to move.

How powerful Ye Hui was, he didn't dare to think.

"Teacher Ye-you are-"

Zhao Yuan looked dazed, what happened to make Ye Hui fight so hard!

Ye Hui grinned, "Teacher Zhao, I'm here to kick the hall-"

"Oh-"

Zhao Yuan didn't react for a while, and it took a few seconds to react, "Teacher Ye, what are you doing here-"

"Kick the gym—"

Zhao Yuan's face turned green, it's okay to be idle, right, come to kick the hall-

There is no coach in the entire taekwondo gym who can beat Ye Hui, and if he really comes to the gym, no one can stop him.

More than a dozen students walked over and looked at Ye Hui suspiciously.

Now they walk on the streets, and the hooligan whistle does not dare to blow.

I'm afraid of running into the students of Hongbo Martial Arts School.

This time, it doesn't seem to have offended the students of Hongbo Martial Arts School.

"Teacher Ye-I admit that I was wrong last time--but I've changed it-please give me a chance to mend my ways-"

Li Zhi took a step forward, feeling apprehensive.

The account of the last time has already been settled, Mr. Ye, what is this-

Ye Hui moved his foot away from the coach and touched Ren Zemin's ass last time.

It seems that Zhao Yuan really took the trouble to discipline these students, at least the gangsterism in his body is gone.

Ye Hui walked over and patted Li Zhi on the shoulder, "I'm very relieved that you can change it." But I'm here to kick in, and it has nothing to do with you—"

Li Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, and was almost scared to death by Teacher Ye-

"Zhao Yuan, do you know where Meng Hui is?"

Ye Hui turned his head to look at Zhao Yuan, this person is good, he dares to admit his mistakes and take responsibility.

Zhao Yuan looked down at the time, "He comes to see it every day, this time is coming soon-"

Ye Hui nodded with a smile, "To be honest, I think you should go to a better and bigger platform to develop-"

"Ahh

Zhao Yuan lowered his head and sighed, "The investors of country H withdrew their capital for unknown reasons, and finally the legal representative became Meng Hui.

Look at these students, many of them have martial arts skills, does Teacher Ye know why? ”

Ye Hui only then noticed the faces of those students-

They were students who had dropped out of the martial arts school.

"Thirty percent of the students are drawn from Hongbo Martial Arts School—"

"It's kind of interesting—"

Ye Hui smiled bitterly, he was now more and more puzzled, how did Meng Hui enter the school and successfully become the director of the Academic Affairs Office.

"Li Zhi, Zhao Yuan, Hongbo Martial Arts School is transforming into a senior high school, but it will open a martial arts class, if you want, you can sign up-"

Ye Hui threw an olive branch, a teacher like Zhao Yuan is rare.

Li Zhi and other students corrected their mistakes when they knew them, and Ye Hui also admired them.

Zhao Yuan didn't speak, and turned his head to look at the student.

Most of these children dropped out of school after graduating from junior high school, and came here to learn taekwondo after dropping out.

What Zhao Yuan was most worried about was that they would go down the wrong path.

To borrow Ye Hui's words, the purpose of practicing martial arts is to strengthen the body, not to send scum to some dark forces in society.

"Thanks to Teacher Ye for looking up to us, to be honest, we really want to go to Hongbo Martial Arts School - this is even one of my dreams -

But because of his poor academic performance and insufficient results in the final exam, he was not selected. In order to realize the dream of martial arts, I chose taekwondo-"

Li Zhi lowered his head, and his mood was very complicated.

Teacher Ye can ignore the past suspicions, and he is very moved.

"What about you—"

Ye Hui glanced at more than a dozen people.

"We have done a lot of bad things, fighting, molesting/teasing girls, and even bullying Teacher Ye's students, will you dislike us?"

A yellow-haired young man in the crowd stared at Ye Hui with teary eyes.

Ye Hui smiled, "I'm glad that you can recognize your mistakes." In other words, who hasn't been younger?

If you are willing to change, I, Ye Hui, am willing to teach--but my students, first of all, they have to cut the yellow hair-"

Several people looked back at Huang Mao and couldn't help laughing.

A phaeton sedan stopped at the door, Meng Hui got out of the car and took the door, humming a little song and walking towards the classroom.

Standing in the courtyard, Meng Hui stopped.

Isn't this Ye Hui's motorcycle?

How did he find this?

Meng Hui turned around and walked out, but was caught by Ye Hui, and if he didn't go to prison, he would have to be beaten half to death.

"Stop—"

A voice rang out from the doorway.

Meng Hui trembled, the name of the person, the shadow of the tree, just this cold voice scared him out of a cold sweat.

Ye Hui stood at the door, "Director Meng, I originally wanted to discuss something with you, but I didn't expect you to jump off the building and run away.

Director Meng is not an ordinary person, and he really doesn't take an ordinary path, you dare to jump on the third floor, your legs are okay, right? ”