Chapter 44: One Punch Blows
In the center of the city, where there are many high-rise buildings, on the roof of one of the buildings, hangs a sign: the Great Asia Taekwondo Federation.
Going down the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the famous cars coming and going.
It can be seen that this is also a place where rich people come and go, otherwise, how can there be a poor man and a rich man.
When Wang Xiqing's car drove into the parking lot, the extended version of the luxury car was very conspicuous.
"The tree is a big wind, count your back"
When the group walked to the front of the building, Wang Xiqing glanced at the nearly forty-story building and said with a slight smile.
Is there any fastest way to make your debut?
That is to step on the giant, the head of the big guy, it can be said: stepping on the big guy, shocking the world!
Wei Zhuang, Zinu, Startled Salamander, Tang Zichen's slightly uncomfortable corners of his eyes twitched.
The first three are because, when they saw the people who came and went, they found that the other party was simply weak, and at most they were committing murder among ordinary people.
Tang Zichen has a feeling of bullying the small because of his identity.
Leaving the dance, making jade, and Flame Lingji are in high spirits, and it seems that she has the same hobby as Wang Xiqing, a little bit of a bad taste.
After all, the 'protagonists' always have to go through some hardships in order to grow, and they are exactly those tribulations.
If you don't experience wind and rain, how can you experience extraordinary hardship!
Just let me, Wang Xiqing, bring you nine hundred and eighty-one difficulties, and give you the last song: How steel is made!
Thinking of this, the man glanced at Wang Chao without leaving a trace, after his intervention, the force value of this world will be raised by a few grades, and the battle in this world can be more exciting.
After thinking about it again, Wang Xiqing took the lead in walking towards the building with fluttering sleeves.
He felt the need to tidy up his moral, intellectual, physical, and aesthetic work, and create an electric therapy chair for those supporting roles.
In this way, the supporting characters are more excellent than the protagonists, and the quality is elegant.
As for the villains, he needs to think again, because some of them are really annoying.
"Gentlemen, ladies, welcome to the Daya Taekwondo Federation, I wonder how I can help you?"
After the group passed through the glass gate, when they came to the front desk not far away, two staff members dressed in taekwondo white uniforms opened their mouths with stunning eyes.
For the first time, they saw someone perfectly display the fairy posture of ancient Chinese clothes.
In addition, some of these women are dressed in a mix of ancient and modern, which is not abrupt at all, maybe this is human beauty, and they will not pinch what they wear.
"Looking for Your President"
Wang Xiqing glanced around and replied lightly, and at the same time, the corners of his eyes also caught two figures coming.
"What are you looking for the president?"
The middle-aged and young men who came from the elevator, and the young man among them took over the topic unceremoniously, and disdain appeared between his eyebrows.
His gaze changed when he swept over Tang Zichen, because, in his eyes, he could only see that Tang Zichen was a practitioner.
Because Wang Xiqing and his entourage obtained the knowledge of national art cultivation, their bodies made a second adjustment.
At this time, they have reined in their edge, showing the meaning of returning to the basics, and they seem to be ordinary people with extraordinary manners, but in fact, they have entered the realm of grandmasters.
The grandmaster here does not refer to the realm, but to the body and state of mind.
Quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit's state of mind
It seems to be calm, but it hides a turbulent body.
This kind of introverted state can also be regarded as a kind of self-protection that comes with the grandmaster.
After all, the wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it.
However, Wang Xiqing is holding a different mentality, isn't this kind of introverted just the legendary pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?
Could it be that these four words evolved from the protective color of the grandmaster?
It is estimated that it also combines the idea of low-key life since ancient times.
Because, many literary classics, humanistic ideas do not seem to be instigating people and high-profile.
Although there are also more wild styles, they are also a minority in comparison.
So, the man decided to swap the high-profile and low-key play.
"Talk to your family president about something, what's the matter, I'm not qualified?"
Wang Xiqing glanced at the man who spoke up, and replied slowly and softly, he felt that he was already very amiable.
If you change to someone else, you will directly raid the house without saying a word.
It can be seen that he has a large bag of red scarves in his family, and he is definitely of high quality!
Of course, there are exceptions to the state of madness, upset, and interest.
As for why there are so many red scarves, he thinks everyone should understand!
He didn't wear a red scarf and wasn't allowed to enter the school!
"You..."
"The president is upstairs, if there is something to do, I can take you there"
Before the young man Li Feng could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the middle-aged man Cao Yi.
Which green onion has reached his mouth, Li Feng, who swallowed it alive, glanced at Cao Yi with some doubts.
I don't know why, he is the man in front of him.
As for Li Feng's attitude, Wang Xiqing can also understand that in recent years, many Chinese people in the world have been hit hard by the dark period, and the braid that penetrates deep into the bone marrow has been deeply rooted, and they can no longer straighten their waists.
In their eyes, the former glory of Huaxia is just a fart, and they are so fond of foreign countries that they feel that the other party is the first in the solar system.
All kinds of licking foreigners, to this day, in his hometown, even licking foreigners from the third world.
He doesn't understand, you said that you lick the Mi people, and you can understand, after all, where is the national level of the people.
However, even Xiao Hei didn't let go, are those people really so hungry?
Is the black eagle so popular?
Also, you can lick it, and it's your freedom.
But what is it that you demean the Chinese while licking the outside?
For these people, Wang Xiqing is really angry and funny, so he has begun to pay attention to these people.
Neither they nor any of them can enjoy the new world he brings.
Everyone is an adult and is responsible for their words and deeds, and if the circumstances are serious, they will be deported.
The man just wanted to say: Get out of the gram!
Ahem, it's far away... It is precisely because there are too many of these people that foreign people are so unscrupulous.
This kind of atmosphere needs to be corrected, otherwise, anyone will step on it, which will chill the hearts of normal Chinese people and cannot be tolerated.
The chaotic thoughts made Wang Xiqing's breath fluctuate a little, and waves of breath pulled the sleeves to make it windless.
Wei Zhuang, Startling Salamander and the others felt the man's breath of change, and couldn't help but turn straight.
They were born in the Warring States period, and they have not experienced what happened in the afterlife of other worlds at all.
Therefore, in the face of barbarians, there will be an instinct to be superior.
Because, this is the arrogance of the strong Central Plains to bring to the clansmen.
If it weren't for Tsing Yi's lack of signal, Li Feng would definitely die, and I don't know who this person pretended to show him.
Wang Xiqing is really unhappy now, some things are out of sight, but he is different, since he has obtained this power, he feels that he should do something.
For the sake of the world, but also for himself, because these things cause him to have no ideas!
Li Feng saw that Wang Xiqing was silent, he was very impatient, and snorted coldly and said: "Hey, hey, what's the fuss, don't bother us if it's okay, it's really ink!" ”
When Tsing Yi heard this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he raised his hand to make a punch, and the fist like thunder instantly fell on the chest of Li Feng, who was dressed in a Taoist robe.
Boom!
A crisp sound suddenly erupted, and when the wind rose, Li Feng under the fist wind exploded instantly, and his one-meter-eight body had already turned into blood mist.
In an instant, in the cold wind of the air conditioner, the blood mist drifted away with the direction of the wind.
"Ahh
"Murder!!"
The men and women who had been watching from a distance let out a scream when they saw the shock.
The smell of blood on the face stimulated everyone's nerves.
For a moment, the whole hall was in chaos.