The fat man looked at the golden Zhongku with a light skin drum, sighed, smacked his lips compassionately, and said to Song Licheng earnestly: "Brother, our curator said, Shi can be killed and not humiliated, this guy is miserable enough, don't we even give a small Nene, don't we give it to others?" If you say the owner of the beautiful pavilion, you all regard it as the wind in your ears? ”

Song Licheng looked at the fat man with a compassionate face, and suddenly felt a chill on his body, obviously it was this thing who stripped off people's clothes and hung them, and now he came to pretend to be a good person?

However, Song Licheng didn't dare to provoke this fat man, just by virtue of this guy's damage and shamelessness just now, it was not something ordinary people could afford.

He hummed and responded, and finally according to the fat man's intentions, he reluctantly put on a small nee to cover Jin Zhongku.

I don't know where the fat man got it from, the thin cloth is not the size of a palm.

It's good that Jin Zhongku, who is tall and tall, doesn't wear this fig leaf, but as soon as he puts on this small underwear that is almost studded, it looks even more incomparably silver, and even Song Licheng, a big man, blushed a little when he saw it.

Grandma is a bear, who provoked this fat man, it is really the eighteenth generation of ancestors who do not accumulate virtue, Song Licheng even doubted that Jin Zhongku would wake up later, and whether he had the courage to live!

This strange scene immediately attracted the attention of passers-by.

Two girls playing with each other ran briskly across the sidewalk, one short-haired girl didn't know what to say to the other ponytailed girl, the ponytail girl smiled coquettishly, chasing the short-haired girl to tickle her.

The short-haired girl resisted her best friend's hand with her hand and smiled coquettishly.

At this moment, as if something, entered the short-haired girl's field of vision, she raised her head and looked at it intently, and suddenly her mouth opened in disbelief, and she was dumbfounded.

The ponytail girl noticed the abnormality of her good friend's demeanor, and also raised her head, glanced at the opposite side, and also sighed, her pupils quickly widened, and she was stunned.

A middle-aged man wearing glasses and a windbreaker, walking in a hurry, also glanced over there because of the girl's exclamation, and immediately turned into a clay wood sculpture, standing in place, his eyes almost popping out.

A beautiful young woman at a trot with an open top inadvertently glanced at the side of the road, and immediately covered her mouth, her face full of disbelief, and the little sports car forgot to brake, slammed, and hit the leather drum of the car in front.

The car in front of it snorted, stopped the car, and out of the car came a man with a sullen face, and walked towards the young woman angrily.

But before he could open his mouth to question the young woman, he followed the young woman's line of sight and saw a naked man hanging from the tall oak tree by the roadside, floating in the air, and he froze at once.

In an instant, this street was crowded, and countless onlookers, all standing near and far, commenting and pointing, the whole street boiled like boiling water.

"Who is this person, why is he hanging like this, is it playing with performance art?"

"Jiao, no matter what the hell this guy does, but this style is so cheap that it's immoral."

"I heard that this guy went to the Song Family Martial Arts Hall to kick the gym, was defeated, and then was hanged"

"Hey, isn't this guy the son of the Jin Clan's Daoist Pavilion Master? Fighting with a bunch of thugs all day long, bullying the good, this time finally kicked the iron plate? It is true that the wicked have their own wicked grinding! ”

On the whole street, there were many voices and discussions, and there were many Chinese martial artists, who had suffered the loss of the Jin Daoist Hall, and saw the Jin Zhongku, who was unrelenting and bullying, was hung up so high, and they all applauded.

The fat man was triumphant, with his hands on his waist, standing under the gold-lettered signboard of the Song Family Martial Arts Hall, listening to people's discussions, he couldn't help but feel happy.

Dare to love Jin Zhongku, this guy is usually a thousand people's curse, a ruffian hated by ten thousand people, not only the Chinese martial artists hate him to the bone, but even the locals of Hancheng, they dare not speak to him, fat man, I really expect things like a god, wise and martial, the first time I saw Jin Zhongku, I knew that this guy was not a good person.

The fat man, Song Licheng, and Xiaolong and the others danced in front of the Song Family Martial Arts Pavilion, and their minds were open-minded, and they were calm in the Jin Clan's Dao Pavilion, but because of this incident, they set off stormy waves.

Located in the western part of Hanseong, the Kim Clan Dojo is a huge complex of buildings that occupies half of the street.

The Jin Taoist Hall was founded in the middle of the last century, and in the hands of the current Jin Dacheng, it has replaced three directors, with a long history and many disciples, and its influence includes most of the southeast of the Han Kingdom, covering about nine cities in two provinces.

Such a huge family gym, even in the entire Han country, is also famous, so this time, the taekwondo master Park Taebaek held the World Martial Arts Conference, and Kim Dae-sung, the owner of the Kim Gym, was personally invited by Park Tae-baek.

In the entire Taekwondo Federation, the sect that was personally invited by Park Taebaek, in addition to the Kim Gym, there are seven other gyms, and the owners of the gyms are all the most prestigious grandmasters in the Taekwondo Club, and the Kim Gym, as the host of Hancheng, is undoubtedly more influential.

At this moment, Kim Dae-sung is sitting cross-legged, meditating in the quiet room.

This is the unique method of refining the mind in the Jin's Dojo, visualizing all things in the universe, condensing the mind, and then combining the mind with the qi, the qi and the force, the stronger and tougher the mind, the greater the amount of the body stimulated, the greater the size.

This method is Jin Dacheng's grandfather, when he fled to China in his early years, he met an old boxer in Huaxia and followed the method he learned.

With this unique method, the Jin family flourished in the Taekwondo Alliance after the war, and gradually developed into an extremely important school in the Taekwondo Alliance of the Han Kingdom.

Even Park Taekwondo, who is currently known as Taekwondo, was also instructed and supported by Kim Dae-sung's grandfather back then, and then suddenly realized that Taekwondo, which was fought outside the door, was gradually transformed into a superior internal martial arts.

Bang bang bang!

Just when Jin Dacheng was one with heaven and man and slowly finished his work, a heavy knock suddenly came from outside the door of the quiet room.

Jin Dacheng's face sank, his two thick short eyebrows wrinkled, and he was extremely unhappy in his heart.

Everyone knows that when Kim Dae-sung is in meditation, even if there is a big thing, he must not be disturbed.

Once, when a fire broke out in the inner courtyard, a new disciple panicked and came to inform Kim Dacheng that he had broken this rule, and Kim Daecheng broke his legs and framed the disciple for stealing the property of the dojo, and as a result, the court sentenced him to ten years in prison in the first instance.

In the eyes of all the disciples, Jin Dacheng is an out-and-out tyrant, and any move that angers Jin Dacheng will lead to extremely miserable results.

Jin Dacheng's first wife died early, and his second wife and third wife were all beaten to death by this violent guy, including a third-tier star he had just raised two years ago, who was also tragically defeated.

The little star was originally the daughter of a good family, but in a draft, she was excavated by the brokerage company, and later in a performance, she was favored by Jin Dacheng, coercion and temptation, smashing and robbing and intimidation, forcing gambling and usury, forcing the star's whole family to a dead end, and the little star succumbed.

However, the woman who had just gotten it by all kinds of despicable means, a month later, was tortured to death by Jin Dacheng just because the little star was inconvenient and could not meet the beastly nature of alloy Dacheng, and when he died, the flesh and blood on his body were blurred, and the bottom was filthy and suppurated, and even the disciples who secretly buried the girl's body couldn't bear to look at it carefully.

However, it was such a person who led the Jin Daoist Pavilion to the peak.

Jin Dacheng's grasp of the entire shape has an extraordinary insight and judgment, and his ruthless personality makes his control over the entire Jin Clan Daoist as tight as an iron bucket.

He is like a brutal and powerful lion king, leading a group of equally powerful and brutal lions, in this urban forest where the weak eat the strong, firmly occupy the top of the food chain, and any organization or individual who dares to challenge the lions will become a pool of blood and a pile of minced meat.

Therefore, Jin Dacheng's personal prestige has reached an unprecedented height in the entire Jin Clan's Daoist Hall, and no one dares to disobey him, even if it is a small detail in life.

However, now, when Kim Dae-sung was observing the retreat in the ashram, he was disturbed again, and listening to the sound, it was not a knock on the door, but a slamming door.

This is the first time since five years ago that new disciple was sent to prison with his legs broken.

The anger in Jin Dacheng's heart has reached its peak, but the look on his face still hasn't changed, he stood up, opened the door of the quiet room, and looked outside the door, it was Li Yuanjian, the big apprentice he relied on very much, and couldn't help but be stunned: "What's wrong?" ”

Jin Da grew up with a pair of cold and gloomy eyes, a bare head, a national character face that looked majestic and resolute, a neck like a bull's neck, short and strong, long in a high position, giving orders, so that his body has a compelling momentum.

Such a dignified face, let alone anger, as long as the eyes are glaring, it can frighten most of the disciples.

Li Yuanjian is also like this, although he is relied on by the master, he also knows the master's rules, and he can't break them, but this matter is urgent, and he can't help but tell the master to deal with it, so he said at the moment: "Master, something is wrong." ”

"People who learn martial arts, panic, if you let other students see it, what kind of system will it become!"

While reprimanding Li Yuanjian, Jin Dacheng walked out of the door of the quiet room, dragged his flip-flops, and slowly walked on the cobblestone path in the small garden, slowly calming down the dissatisfaction in his heart and the violent anger that arose spontaneously

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