Chapter 170: Kicking the Pavilion in Progress

When the middle-aged man saw Huang Shaohong kick and smash the signboard of 'Rigid and Soft Flow', he was immediately furious, supported the handrail of the stairs with his hand, and jumped down the stairs directly.

When he landed, his knees bent slightly, dissolving the force of the fall, and he fell to the ground silently like a tanuki falling from a height.

"Good!"

"The hall master is mighty!"

Those instructors and some students immediately cheered.

The middle-aged man strode towards Huang Shaohong: "I'm the owner here, 'Qingtian Shinichi', why are you tearing down my 'Rigid and Soft Flow' signboard?" ”

Huang Shaohong showed an apologetic expression on his face, and hugged his fists and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to tear down your 'rigid and soft flow' signboard!" ”

His attitude suddenly turned 180 degrees, and everyone was stunned, just now he was beating someone again, and shouting and kicking the gym, why are you still sorry now.

Some of the students who didn't like him all coaxed: "Why are you cowardly when you see our hall master, you are awesome!" ”

Some of the students who were optimistic about him also shook their heads in disappointment, thinking that he was scared.

Huang Shaohong's face remained unchanged, and he said: "I'm here to kick the gym, no matter what kind of 'flow' signboard I will tear down!" ”

"Yaga!"

Qingtian Shinichi didn't know that he had been tricked, roared angrily, strode forward, and punched Huang Shaohong with a step.

This punch was angry, the speed of the punch was amazing, with a whistling fist wind, and there was an indomitable momentum, as if there was a wall in front of it, and it could also collapse with one punch.

"Good time!"

Huang Shaohong doesn't dodge or dodge, he comes to kick the gym, not afraid of getting hurt, in order to hone his own dark strength, so the shot is a tiger-shaped slap, and he hits hard.

His tiger form has been practiced to the point of reaching the peak, and as soon as he makes a move, accompanied by a dull tiger roar, there is an invincible momentum, which makes the people around him have an illusion, as if there is really a fierce tiger, jumping up and fighting.

'Bang'

The two made a move, Huang Shaohong didn't move, Qingtian Shinichi, oh oh, even took a few big steps back, this time it was not as light as a tanuki, every step was like a heavy hammer, stepping on the ground 'boom' sound, even the floor under his feet was cracked.

Huang Shaohong stepped on his back foot, and a 'white crane channeling grass' hurriedly chased after him, and shouted in his mouth: "If you don't come up with something powerful, don't blame me for killing you!" ”

Before the words fell, he rushed to the front, and twisted his body to be a skimming hammer.

Qingtian was really shocked, and hurriedly ignored the soreness of his right arm and crossed his arms in front of him!

'Boom', fists and arms intersected, and I heard two 'clicks', Qingtian Shinichi was actually beaten out, and the two arms obviously changed shape, and the sound of broken bones just now was made by his two arms.

'Boom'

Shinichi Aoda was hammered more than five meters away and hit the wall before stopping, the sleeves on both arms were all bursting open, and the flesh and blood were blurred, at this time he was trembling in pain, sliding down the wall and sitting on the ground, and asked in a trembling voice: "You...... Who? ”

"Huaxia people!"

Huang Shaohong shook his head in disappointment, he was secretly vigorous with this punch, wanting to force out the opponent's true strength, but he didn't expect that the other party had no real strength, the first punch was already full force, how could he stop his dark hammer method!

Ming Jin's strength is only, it doesn't help Huang Shaohong much, he doesn't leave his name and turns around, several coaches want to stop him, but he glared at him with his eyes, and they all took a few steps back in horror.

Huang Shaohong took the plaque, thought about it, turned around and walked back, those people thought he was going crazy, and they were so frightened that they took a few steps back.

He walked up to Aota Shinichi, ignored the other party's frightened eyes, and said to him: "Originally, I wanted you to sign a name, but it is estimated that you will not be able to do it in this situation, so press a handprint!" ”

Ignoring the other party's fractured injury, in the midst of the screams, he grabbed the palm of the other party's hand, stained the wound on his other arm, and pressed it directly on his white plaque, then got up and turned around and left.

Strode out of the karate hall, and as soon as he went out, he met two policemen who were walking towards the hall, and when the other party saw him coming out of the temple, he asked:

"Are you from this hall? Do you know who called the police and what happened? ”

Huang Shaohong turned the plaque over, preventing them from seeing the words and bloody handprints on the plaque, and said at the same time: "I'm a decoration company, you should hurry up and take a look, there is a fight inside, the curator and the three coaches beat each other, saying that it is higher than whose blood is thicker and higher, and it is miserable, hey, addiction to games kills people!" ”

After he finished speaking, he nodded: "I'm going to deliver the goods, you guys hurry up!" ”

"Huh...... Wait a minute, we're going to record a confession for the witnesses! A policeman saw him walk away and couldn't help but scream.

Huang Shaohong didn't look back and said: "What about the forty or fifty people inside, you can ask them, I'm in a hurry to send the plaque to the company, I'm waiting over there, you guys will be busy for a while and I'll come back!" ”

As soon as the policeman heard that there were forty or fifty people inside, he immediately nodded: "Thank you then!" ”

After speaking, the two policemen hurriedly entered the hall, and Huang Shaohong directly got into the car he cared about, and said to the driver:

"Go to the next karate gym!"

Huang Shaohong has played in more than 20 karate gyms and dojos in one day, and he has not encountered a big boxer who has broken through the dark energy.

There are more than 20 handprints on the plaque, which makes him wonder, isn't there a master of karate?

As soon as he made such a fuss, the whole capital was in chaos, and the police department went to the police more than 20 times, but later, without exception, all the karate gyms and dojos chose to calm the matter, and told the police that it was a friendship exchange, and in the end the matter was over.

It's not that they don't want to pursue it, but they are afraid that the credibility of karate will be ruined, and they choose to call the police to arrest people in the face of kicking the gym, so what kind of martial arts gym will they open.

When Huang Shaohong returned to the courtyard, the news spread in the national art circles in the capital, saying that there was a young master who picked more than 20 karate gyms, and the Wa Karate Alliance protested directly to the Huaxia Martial Arts Association.

On the Karate Alliance's side, don't call the police but protest, because this is an unspoken rule, and there are a lot of Huaxia martial arts halls on the Wa Country side, and it's okay to kick the gym, and you are doing things with such a large-scale kicking gym.

Huang Shaohong doesn't know these things, but even if he knows, he won't care, who he loves!

After returning to the courtyard, he hid the plaque in his bag, then called a restaurant that often eats and ordered a meal, and went to play chess with Zhou Binglin, a cheap brother.

Old man Zhou also asked him what he was busy with today, and Huang Shaohong said that he looked around to see if he could get acquainted with friends in the national art world.

Zhou Binglin guessed a little bit of his thoughts, and said with a smile: "The water in the national art world of the capital is deep, if you want to find someone to compete, don't mess around, I can help you arrange it!" ”

Huang Shaohong smiled, and did not squeak, after eating, the two of them practiced boxing and nourished their qi, and after the lights went out, he directly entered the game world to improve his level, in order to increase his attributes and make his strength go further.

Early the next morning, after breakfast, while Zhou Binglin was swallowing and spitting with his eyes closed, he went out with the signboard of 'Little devils are sick men in East Asia'.

He pondered whether to change his punch and kick, and then he thought about it, and inquired yesterday, there are more than 40 relatively large karate gyms and dojos in the entire Beijing City, and this is half of the kicking, so it is better to get it together.

Calling and renting another car, when the car arrived, put the plaque on the back seat, he became the co-pilot, told the driver the address, and began to continue the journey of kicking the hall.