Li Yuanjian's heart trembled, he had followed Jin Dacheng for a long time, of course he could hear the anger in his master's tone, but this matter could not be delayed, so he had to grit his teeth, grab the first two steps, and hand the mobile phone to the master: "Master, something happened to the little junior brother." ”

Jin Dacheng was stunned for a moment, took Li Yuanjian's mobile phone, only glanced at Yuanjian's mobile phone screen, and then suddenly stopped, the green tendons on both sides of his temples bulged, his eyes were blood-red, spewing anger, and his voice was low and fierce: "Isn't this Jin Zhongku?" Waste, how can it be hung up? ”

Li Yuanjian didn't dare to have a gloomy face that was about to drip water, and said cautiously: "This is a photo sent by Jin Renchuan, he said that the junior brother brought people into the Song Family Martial Arts Hall this morning to provoke, but within a few minutes, he was hung up by the people in the martial arts hall, and he was stripped naked."

"What about the masters at headquarters? Could it be that it can't compete with a small Song Family Martial Arts Pavilion? ”

Jin Dacheng almost didn't believe his eyes, as he expected, Jin Zhongku went out with more than a dozen top masters from the headquarters, as long as the Song Family Martial Arts Hall couldn't stand Jin Zhongku's provocation, the dozen or so masters sent by the headquarters could seriously injure and disable all those useless wastes in less than a minute, and then the police intervened to end the matter.

This plan is not inconsiderate, in fact, even if the people of the Song Family Martial Arts Hall can hold back and not make a move, they will not change anything, as long as the police record a confession, it is okay to do a little tricks, for this, Jin Dacheng has even made an appointment with the sergeant of the Hancheng Police Station for afternoon tea.

However, on the screen of his mobile phone, Kim Jong-ku was stripped naked into a pig, and the humiliating photos hung high in the air disrupted all Kim Dae-sung's plans and aroused the most violent anger in his heart!

How dare they!

Jin Dacheng's cold eyes stared at the mobile phone screen, the photo of his only son Kim Jong-ku being humiliated, and he only felt that the blood all over his body rushed to his brain, even when the old owner of the Song family was alive, the Song family martial arts hall would not dare to provoke the Jin family hall so blatantly.

Yes, this is indeed a provocation and insult for the Kim Clan, and the Kim Clan's Gym, which is developing rapidly, will never tolerate such humiliation and failure.

Such an insult can only be washed away with blood.

This is the Han Country, this is the Han City, and this is the base camp of the Kim Clan's Gym!

These damned Huaxia people, their unscrupulous stupidity, have completely angered Jin Dacheng.

People in the martial arts circle of the Han Kingdom know that once Jin Dacheng gets angry, he will become violent and crazy, whether it is an enemy or a friend, as long as he angers Jin Dacheng, he will face Jin Dacheng's endless and crazy attacks at any cost.

Click!

Jin Dacheng crushed the mobile phone, and on the screen, the photos of his son's humiliation were shattered, and his square and majestic cheeks were deformed because of anger: "Inform the disciples of the Dark Hall, let's go and pick the Song Family National Art Hall together." ”

"Disciple of the Dark Hall?"

Li Yuanjian gave a chill, the status of the disciple of the dark hall is equivalent to the night Lanwei in the Orchid Society, and it is more similar to the Orchid Evil.

These disciples, all from the Jin family, were not only awarded the highest martial arts in the secret transmission of the Jin Clan's Daoist Hall, and underwent the most cruel and rigorous training in the family, but each disciple had used different channels to enter the underground black boxing ring, the military special forces camp, and even foreign mercenaries to temper themselves.

For the disciples of the Dark Hall, the survival of the fittest in the tempering, life and death are the boundaries, those who can return to the Jin Clan Dao Hall alive are qualified to become powerful Dark Hall warriors, and those who die have no meaning, no one mourns, and no one is sentimental, just like a plastic bag that has been used up, it is disabled and died, and no one cares.

Therefore, the strength of every dark hall disciple is not something that ordinary disciples can imagine, and Li Yuanjian even suspects that the strength of the dark hall disciples is even close to the secret Rentang Grand Master of the Taekwondo headquarters.

Of course, the treatment of the disciples of the Dark Hall is also the highest in the entire Jin Clan's Daoist Hall, with a generous salary, a special dining hall and dormitory, and the freedom that other disciples envy the most.

"Master, is it too hasty to use the disciples of the Dark Hall now? We can notify the police to come forward and save the little junior brother, and we can also give those Chinese people a charge of picking quarrels and provoking trouble, fighting and brawling to rectify them."

Knowing that the master was angry, Li Yuanjian still accompanied him to be careful, put forward his opinion to the master, and dispatched the disciples of the dark hall, the relationship is too big, not to mention anything else, these disciples of the dark hall have been mixed in the underground ring, who has ten and eight unjust souls in their hands?

And those disciples with mercenary backgrounds or underground world backgrounds can't reveal their identities, otherwise, Interpol may come directly to the door.

"Shut up!"

Jin Dacheng Huo Ran turned his head, his eyes were full of fierceness, and he said fiercely: "The people in my Jin Daoist Hall were beaten and hung up to show the public, this kind of insult must be washed away with blood, the police should obediently hide in the police station newspaper at this time, instead of coming out to meddle in things." ”

He glared at Li Yuanjian, but his tone had become gloomy: "The World Martial Arts Conference is about to be held in Hancheng, and the other seven sect masters in the Taekwondo Alliance have also arrived in Hancheng, and they have also built a temporary gym, do you want those seven old guys to be a joke of the Kim Clan's Gym?" ”

In his nose, he snorted, and Bai Sensen's teeth were intertwined: "This is also good, and it also makes Park Taibai and the old guys of the Seven Daoist Pavilions, the Jin Daoguan, the real strength, put an end to their ambition to embezzle Hancheng, go." ”

Li Yuanjian suddenly realized, didn't dare to say anything more, saluted his master, turned around and left.

Jin Dacheng's face turned gloomy and terrifying from the beginning of his anger, he stared at Li Yuanjian's departing figure, and his fists clenched so that the knots burst into flames: "In this scene, in the words of the Chinese people, it is not a chicken to kill a chicken and give a monkey a point, but the attitude of a monkey." ”

Because the World Martial Arts Conference was held in Hanseong, except for the native-born Kim Dojo, the other seven taekwondo dojos entered Hanseong and set up temporary dojos.

For Jin Dacheng, this behavior of the Seven Avenue Pavilion is undoubtedly a kind of commercial infringement of Chiguoguo, saying that it is a temporary gym, but it is just a simple temptation, who knows if these temporary gyms will become a special Hancheng branch hall?

A qiē depends on the attitude of the Kim Daoguan, weak compromise or tough and domineering, will lead to different results.

Jin Dacheng understands the current situation very well, so he will never allow such a thing to happen, just like a fierce beast in the jungle that does not allow other fierce beasts to enter the territory he occupies.

Jin Dacheng has been planning how to show his strength and ferocity to the other Seven Avenue Pavilions, so that these stupid guys can get out of Hancheng with interest, but he didn't expect that so soon, the opportunity would come.

The unlucky Chinese will become the first stepping stone for the rise of the Jin Daoist Pavilion and the prey of the Jin Dacheng sacrifice flag!

Jin Dacheng thought, the sinister smile at the corner of his mouth became deeper and deeper, and in the end, the sinister smile that had been subtle finally turned into a smug laugh.

In front of the gate of the Song family's boxing gym, the fat man and Song Licheng were proud, standing under the oak tree.

The fat man tried his best to pretend to be a martial arts master, humming haha, posing in various styles, shouting at the top of his voice: "Song family national arts, the first in the world, unify the rivers and lakes, longevity and Tianqi, quickly use nunchucks, hum haxi, quickly use nunchucks, hum haxi"

Song Licheng smiled dumbly, he didn't know where to get two cucumbers, used them as nunchucks, and waved them clumsily, he couldn't believe it in his heart, it was this fat man who defeated so many masters of the Jin Clan.

But in about ten minutes, Song Licheng has already checked the fat man's bottom clearly, this big name Zhang Yuan, nicknamed Tian Boguang, ancestral home in Fuzhou, China, his parents went to the cold country very early to do clothing business, but left him in his hometown to let his grandparents

According to the fat man, he was born with magical roots and talents, and it just so happened that his grandfather in the countryside would do a little punching, so he followed his grandfather to learn the village style for a few years, punching Nanshan Nursing Home, kicking Beihai Kindergarten or something, it was not a matter at all.

Later, this guy went to school in the lost country, it is said that he will have countless masters, swept South and North America, but one day he suddenly met a mysterious master, three punches and two kicks to beat the fat man all over the ground to find teeth, the fat man went home angrily, determined to re-apprentice, practice martial arts diligently, and take revenge, so he found the Song National Art Museum.

Song Licheng listened to the fat man's mouth foaming, and Tian shamelessly boasted about Haikan, half-believing it.

The fat man is about the same age as himself, if it weren't for his innate divine power, how could he reach such a powerful and terrifying realm?

Thinking of the scene where this guy violently beat the disciples of the Jin Clan's Daoist Hall, Song Licheng still has palpitations until now, he has grown so big, and he has practiced martial arts since he was a child, fighting and fighting, just like ordinary people eating and drinking, but he has never seen such heavy fists and feet as a fat man, and he has never even heard of it.

And the moves used by the fat man are too simple and clumsy in Song Licheng, in the Song Family National Art Museum, even if the disciples who have just started to use their fists and feet, they are better than this fat man.

In this way, what this fat man said, it is true, this guy was born with divine power, and he is really a legendary martial arts wizard, but he has not seriously practiced boxing.

If he is included in the Song Family National Art Museum and polished and carved, he may be able to revitalize the Song family boxing and shine.

Song Licheng thought in his heart, thinking of the happy place, he was very excited, and he patted the fat man's shoulder excitedly: "Fat man, do you want to learn the real Chinese national arts?" ”

"I want to, I dream of it."

When the fat man heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he stared at Song Licheng: "Are you willing to teach me?" ”

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