Chapter 402, beaten!

Ouyang Min's first instinct was to run away, don't worry about these brain-hot youths.

The presence of such people only complicates things even more, and if there is anything, it is better to communicate with their official zhèngfǔ.

After he had run two steps, he remembered that at the last moment, the interpreter had turned around to intercept the violent youths.

If the violent youth lose their minds completely, then the translation is quite dangerous.

He turned around and saw the interpreter lying on the ground, unable to move.

There were still red blood stains on the concrete floor, which was spreading. At a hurried glance, Ouyang Min didn't see it too clearly, and thought that the translator had been killed.

Originally, Ouyang Min was a very indifferent person, perhaps this was also related to the style of their ghost doctor faction. He wasn't very enthusiastic about the translator before, and felt that he was just a translator by his side.

However, at this moment, he was angry. The hot blood in his body rushed straight to his brain, giving him a kind of explosive hope.

In a foreign land where people and places are unfamiliar, how can their compatriots be beaten by others?

People are cheap when they leave their homes. It is precisely because of being in a foreign country that the anger in my heart is also extraordinarily strong.

"Ouyang Lin, call Qin Luo." Ouyang Min shouted at Ouyang Lin, who was running at the front.

Because Ouyang Lin walked at the back of the line, he was the first to flee back when the violent accident occurred. Now, nature runs in the first position.

"If you don't know how to do kung fu, stand back, and the others will follow me." Ouyang Min shouted with red eyes. As he spoke, the short-inch man had rushed in front of him.

"Die. Huaxia dog. The short-inch man didn't expect these Huaxia people to dare to turn around and fight back, he picked up the stick high and smashed it into Ouyang Min's head.

Bang!

The stick was held in the air but there was no way to smash it, because Ouyang Min didn't know what was going on, and after his body took a step forward, his hand was already on the handle of the baseball bat.

The two exerted force on each other, one exerted force upward, and the other exerted force upward, and suddenly it became a stalemate.

Another Korean young man thought he had seized the opportunity, ran around the side of Ouyang Min in a small half circle, and then smashed a stick into his lower back.

Syllable!

Ouyang Min seemed to have eyes behind his back, kicked it back, and kicked it out with one kick.

In this short period of time, the other members of the Ghost Doctor Sect also turned around. One by one, their faces were angry and fierce, and they pounced on the young men with sticks like wolves.

The ghost medicine school is also one of the oldest sects in China, which has been inherited for a long time and has become a sect with medical skills. However, a sect that has survived for so long always has something that the outside world does not know.

For example, Kung Fu.

The two schools have only studied medical skills, but they have never studied kung fu. However, that doesn't mean they don't know kung fu at all.

They live in seclusion, and only outer disciples or those who are sent out to work have the opportunity to go out. When others are studying medicine in the door, they will also cultivate their bodies.

Take the Qin family as an example, because the old man Qin is well versed in the way of health preservation, he began to maintain health and play small Tai Chi when he was young. After Qin Luo obtained the "Taoist Twelve Duanjin", Old Man Qin and Qin Ming, who had died, also followed to practice this Taoist health practice method. In other words, the three men of the Qin family are more or less proficient in kung fu. At least, the physical fitness is much better than the average person.

Their crazy counterattack made those sticks with sticks beat their crying fathers and mothers, and they were embarrassed.

Ouyang Min watched all directions, listened to all directions, and saw that his own people had stabilized the situation, so he had the heart to play a few tricks with a short-inch man.

This guy actually knows taekwondo, and the number of dans is not low. His moves were simple and sharp, and his lethality was strong, which made Ouyang Min feel a little happy to see the hunt.

After so many years, it seems that there are very few opportunities to fight. It's fine if you don't fight, but once this violent devil is released, it will be difficult to send it back.

The short-inch man had already lost his stick, and kept reaching out to try to grab Ouyang Min's clothes, ready to give him an over-the-shoulder fall.

However, the man in the black robe in front of him swam like a fish. Whenever he threw himself forward, he was always lost. Several times I had clearly touched his clothes, and when he clenched his fists, the corners of his clothes had slipped out of his palms.

Ouyang Min took a step sideways again, but his left foot and right foot did not match properly, as if he was about to be knocked down by accident.

The short-inch man did not suspect fraud, and pounced in ecstasy.

However, at this time, Ouyang Min's swaying body had already stood still, and he was waiting for the short-inch man to approach with a sneer.

The short-inch man knew that he had been deceived, but his body did not have time to react.

Bang!

Ouyang Min's big fist magically shot, and then punched the short-inch man who was rushing towards him in the socket.

The eyeballs were shattered, and blood was splattered.

The short-inch man let out a sigh, staggered back, and sat down on the ground.

The reporters who had gathered not far away were still excited, thinking they had found the news that would make the headlines tomorrow.

"Hot-blooded young people protest against Chinese doctors, their behavior is undesirable but their patriotism is commendable" -- isn't this kind of title very inflammatory?

However, when they saw that the hot-blooded young people of their country were beaten and fled like dogs, and some of them had their eyes broken, they were anxious.

"Stop. Stop. ”

"Don't fight. If we hit us again, we're going to report jǐng—"

"It's too much of a bully -- too much of a bully. Is there such a bully? ”

"The Chinese people are beating people--come on, the Chinese people are beating people-"--

There are also reporters who hold up their cameras and shoot fiercely, taking pictures of all the hideous and terrifying faces of those doctors in Huaxia when they beat people. These will be ironclad evidence that they will be nailed to the cross of shame.

As long as these photos are published in the newspapers, those Chinese who come to participate in the competition will have to be drowned by the saliva of the Korean people.

Be arrogant!

Keep up the arrogance!

See how you can use the power of one against the power of one nation?

Before Jǐng Cha came, the battle was over.

The person who originally beat people is now being beaten and lying on the ground moaning.

The short-inch man's eyes were shattered by Ouyang Min's punch, and he covered his eyes and lay on the ground howling, and from between his fingers, blood continued to spill out and drip on his face.

Ouyang Min walked quickly to the translator, reached out to probe his snort, and found that he still had a heartbeat and breathing, knowing that he was just knocked unconscious, and there was no life safety for the time being, so he was relieved.

"Surround these Huaxia people, don't stop them from running." A reporter shouted.

"Yes. Blood debt and blood repayment. Can't make it easy for them—"

"Hit. Kill them—"—

Ouyang Min stood up with a bang, pointed his finger at those reporters and shouted, "At any time, don't want to bully the Chinese people." If you want to go to war, I will give up this skin and serve you to the end. ”

In fact, most of the reporters here couldn't understand Huaxia and didn't understand what he was shouting.

However, he was so intimidated by his momentum that no one came up to provoke and stimulate him again.

No one spoke anymore, only the crippled lying on the ground groaning and screaming, and the strong smell of blood.

The small Xinghua Hutong is like a battlefield after the two armies fight, with black clouds pressing down on the city and a tragic atmosphere.

When the sound of leather shoes hitting the ground sounded again at the entrance of the street, the late jǐng chasa finally came-

The mobile phone in Xu Donglin's pocket, who was discussing the game with his grandfather, rang again, he smiled apologetically at his grandfather, and said, "Grandpa, I'll answer the phone." ”

"I know you're busy. I don't care about answering the phone. However, I still don't approve of your attitude towards women. Men, be loyal from the beginning. Loyal to the same woman. Xu Jian said.

"Grandpa. I know. Xu Donglin said helplessly. If others criticize his love life like this, he can ignore it. But when this person was his most respected grandfather, he could only perfunctorily agree.

He got up from the ground and prepared to go to the window to answer the phone.

"What?" Xu Donglin exclaimed. "Are you telling the truth?"

"Yes. We have gotten the exact news. There was a clash between a group of patriotic youths and that group of doctors. Our men are badly wounded—"

"What about the doctors?" Xu Donglin asked in an unkind tone. He had the urge to scold his mother.

What the fuck is going on? Isn't this asking for trouble for yourself? If this kind of matter is not handled well, it may affect the antagonism between the people of the two countries. When the time comes, the consequences will be very serious.

"They had an interpreter injured." The man on the phone said. "But now I'm in the hospital. The results of the examination are not yet known. We are still waiting for further news. ”

"What was the cause of the incident?" Xu Donglin asked.

"Patriotic youths protested against the cheating of Chinese doctors, and they beat them—"

"Are you going to deceive me?" Xu Donglin's voice had an irrepressible violent atmosphere.

The person on the phone hesitated for a moment, and whispered: "That group of Chinese people who like to make trouble went to challenge Dr. Zhao Donghai - when they came out of Dr. Zhao's courtyard, they were suddenly besieged by a group of people-"

Xu Donglin frowned and said, "Now we have to keep the caliber consistent." All those in the know should take the first answer as the official answer. We cannot afford to take that responsibility. ”

"Yes. I understand. ”

"Alright. So be it. Go find out the injuries on both sides and call me in time. After Xu Donglin ordered these things, he cut off the connection.

"Grandpa. I've got something to go out about. Xu Donglin turned around and said to his grandfather with a smile.

"Is something wrong?" Xu Jian asked.

"Grandpa, don't worry, I'll solve it." Xu Donglin walked to the door to change his shoes.

Looks like it's time to talk to the man.

He should have gotten the news too, right?