Chapter 910: It's You Who Beat You
Excitement is a terrible thing. Especially this person is coming more and more on the Great Wall every day - I don't know how many people are coming. Something happened. It's just a blink of an eye. It has already been surrounded by three inner and outer three layers. There is a saying in China that says it well: the law does not hold the people accountable. I saw someone move their hands. The onlookers suddenly became excited. It has the meaning of repairing this countryman.
Park Jung-tae and the two people behind him turned pale. I don't know how to be good. They didn't expect it. I was quick to do it for a while. It got into such a big trouble. One thing made them very confused: the Chinese people they met before were not like this. When I heard about the son of my South Korean ambassador to China. One by one, they knelt down in front of them like dogs. What's going on today?
Xiao Ze's face was flushed with excitement and excitement, and he kept waving his little fist there: his brother Zhang Lan. It's still the most handsome at this time. The little girl is just entering the threshold of puberty. A certain hormone begins to secrete. That's when her blood is pumping.
Zhang Lan proudly raised two fingers. Then he pointed to the beaten old man who was bleeding profusely and leaning against the bricks. "Dare to bully us Chinese on the Great Wall? Any idea what this means? However, we Chinese have always been convinced by virtue. Don't say I don't give you a way to go. Master, I'll give you two paths. One way. Kneel before the beaten brother. Kowtow to him 10 times. And then pumped himself from 0 mouths. Then he took out a penny of medical expenses, nutrition expenses, mental damages, lost work expenses, etc., to this brother. This is a thing of the past; Another way. It's that I beat you until you are the same as this beaten brother. And then you go ahead and pay this brother. Two roads. Which one do you choose? ”
Xiao is giggling on the side - and happy and ashamed. There is also a little bit of pride: this bad brother is obviously bullying these bad guys. It is also said that he convinces people with virtue.
Ten thousand dollars is not a problem. It also seems to be some kind of general character. has been messing with his father for so many years, and Park Zhengtai has this vision. If only money would solve the problem. It doesn't matter. But in front of so many Chinese, you want to give this guy 0 heads? Do you want to pump yourself 0 mouths? What has become of his noble bloodline? It's just too deceitful!
"You, you, don't deceive people too much!" A man behind Park Tae stepped forward. Pointing at Zhang Lan, he said angrily. "Tell you to give you a chance. Apologies to us. Otherwise we're going to call the police! When the time comes, will you be able to shoulder this responsibility for the diplomatic incident that "affects the diplomatic relations between China and South Korea"? ”
"Oh? Alarm? Will it also affect the diplomatic relations between China and South Korea? "It's not just Zhang Lan and |. Even the onlookers laughed, do you think you are what you are? It was a joy when you hit someone just now, and now you have suffered. Thinking of calling the police? Together, all the world's people are taken by your Goryeo stick family? ”
Although it is not in vain, what are the four words "Goryeo stick" in Zhang Lan's mouth. But just listening to Zhang Lan's contemptuous tone, this Korean knows that this is definitely not a good word.
"Okay, you call the police." Arashi nodded amusedly, *. I'll leave you alone. ”
Come on? Leave me alone? What does this mean? The guy blinked. A look of confusion.
Before this guy could figure out what Zhang Lan's words meant. Zhang Lan had already used practical actions to tell him what he was going to do and why he wanted to hurry: Zhang Lan rushed to Park Zhengtai with an arrow. Just when Park Zhengtai's eyes widened in horror. Before he could react, why this guy was still four or five meters away just now, and now it was time for him to come in the blink of an eye. Zhang Lan hit this guy with a heavy knee on the stomach, and at the same time, this guy couldn't help bending down, and at the same time, a heavy elbow blow to his left arm unceremoniously hit this guy's ribs - finally Zhang Lan still had some mercy on his subordinates. Fight the bones of this guy. I'm afraid I'll break this guy's backbone, so this guy will only be able to live in a wheelchair for the rest of his life - just twice. Park Zhengtai fell softly without saying a word. I fainted.
The entire process of the attack was absolutely within a second. Zhang Lan's heart was beaming at the moment: the valuable fighting experience that his grandfather, who fought from the War of Resistance against Japan and the War of Liberation, gave him the valuable fighting experience he gained from fighting on the battlefield with his own life. The lethality is really huge. Grandfather. Be proud of your grandchildren!
The Korean stick who was going to call the police also looked stupid: it was just such a blink of an eye. Park Jung-tae let this guy knock him out? That's too fast, isn't it? God pity you. I haven't even taken out my phone yet
"You'd better hurry up and call." Zhang Lan grinned at the old man.
Well? Why? This is the one that the IQ that was caused by the things in front of me seriously dropped. There one
Confused.
But helping others has always been Zhang Lan's happiness - looking at this guy with a confused look on his face. Zhang Lan had once again told him what he was going to do with practical actions: after talking to himself. The guy who came out of nowhere smiled weirdly. Suddenly, a swift turn and side kick. The power of this kick is so great. So much so that he kicked his companion who was still standing there on the battlements of the Great Wall. There was a visible pause on the battlements. And then it's like in the movies. Slowly slid down the battlements. At this moment, this guy is after being kicked by Zhang Lan. On the top of the bow looks like a large prawn. Look at this guy's blushing face. It seems that he can't even breathe.
"Fight! Brother. Hit it well! You are giving us Chinese a breath of relief! ”
"Beat him. Brother. Beat him up! ”
"Damn bastards. Look at how arrogant you are in China in the future! ”
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saw Zhang Lan beat these two first-generation Koreans into such virtues. The crowd of onlookers applauded: what they had seen before was how foreigners bullied people in China. Today I finally saw the Chinese pack up foreigners. In my heart, it is called a comfort. That feeling. It's like eating a big cream ice cream on a dog day. Cool from the mouth to the stomach; It's like drinking a cup of hot tea in winter. It's hot from the mouth to the heart.
Who said there are no hot-blooded young people in China? That's all for the previous ones! Although because of various conditions. Scruples in the middle. They don't do what they want to do. But that's not your fault. No one can deny that they are truly the hope of the country! China. It is by relying on such enthusiasm that I have come to the present step by step. And not the kind of guy who still has blood on his legs! ,
"Why don't you call the police sooner? Come on. Call the police again, I'll have to go. I don't have the patience to play here with you, sir. Zhang smiled. Look at the one holding the hand. But his hands were trembling there. The guy who pressed the button of the mobile phone but couldn't press it for half a day. "I really can't. Do you want me to be busy? He shook his head as he spoke. Don't forget to beat this guy hard. "I'm shouting all day long about you Koreans. It turned out to be a bunch of straw bales. I've seen it today. ”
I speak. Suddenly there was a shout. "What's going on? What's going on? Who is fighting here? Don't want to live anymore? Do you know what this party is? "It's no one else. But it was the management of the department that arrived.
Hear this shouting and scolding. The little stick that was trembling with his mobile phone was indeed like hearing the sound of heaven at this moment. Lips trembled. Shouting in the direction from which the voice came. "Quick. Come on. Come and help. I have beaten the son of our South Korean ambassador to China! ”
Hear this strange tone in your voice. The staff of the Great Wall Management Office were shocked: they saw a lot of fights and troubles here on weekdays. But I've never encountered anything like this. It turned out to be the son of the South Korean ambassador to China who was beaten? This is not a good trouble, but if something goes wrong, it will cause diplomatic disputes. This thing. Can you afford it yourself?
"Get out of the way. Get out of the way! "Several managers of the management office did not dare to slack off. Hurriedly squeezed in to see what was going on. Wait until you're inside. Eye: A man leaning on the walls of the Great Wall with a bloody face. up and down; One of the legs had been stained red with blood; There were two other ones who couldn't see any movement. It's just one that falls on top. One leaned against the city walls. There is no one, movement.
Look at the fifteen or sixteen-year-old guy who looked like a middle school student standing on the side and looking at him with a smile. All people's light was on him. The eyes of the onlookers were warm and excited. The guy with a strange tone was probably Korean, but he looked at him as if he had been raped by this kid in front of him.
"What's going on?" The voices of the managers trembled a little: if this is really the son of the South Korean ambassador to China. That's the big deal. But if this guy dared to beat people on the premise that he knew that this guy was the son of the South Korean ambassador to China. What is the identity of the bit? In the city of Beijing. Under the Son of Heaven. There are countless strange people who can do it. The powerful princes are even more arrogant. Could it be that this guy who beats people is the prince of a high-ranking official?
Oh, my God! Why are you so unlucky today! Several managers who were still excitedly planning to come over to make a show of prestige just now suddenly complained: I knew that such a thing would happen today. I might as well take a leave of absence. What can I do? Now it looks like two sides. He can't afford to mess with his side - he really can't afford to mess with him.
"What are you waiting for!" Which one was still scared just now. At this moment, he yelled at several managers. "Hurry up and arrest this bastard!"