Another coach stood up and was furious, "Curator, it's not that the Jiang Yang thief can challenge him if he is not convinced, I am not convinced, I will challenge him."

"Count me in."

"And me." Several coaches stood up.

"We're going to beat him now, I can't stand it."

A coach exploded angrily and said that he was going to go out.

"Wait a minute, don't rush, watch the press conference first." Kim Dae-yong spoke.

At the same time, a martial arts gym at Seoul University.

A dozen coaches walked into the curator's office in anger.

"Curator, Jiang Yang thief is too arrogant, this guy is blatantly insulting our martial arts. We can't tolerate this guy being so arrogant."

The curator is a man in his early 40s, and the computer in front of him is broadcasting a press conference live.

"Curator, we're going to challenge him. Let him know how good we are."

"Let him know that there is a price to be paid for insulting us."

"It's so hateful, I'm going to beat him to death."

"Absolutely unforgivable."

"Curator, let's go."

More than a dozen instructors were indignant.

Curator Han Taewen moved his bare gaze from the video to the faces of several coaches, and said, "Jiang Yang Thief's strength is very strong, you are not an opponent."

Surprisingly, the curator said.

Little Kimchi thinks that he is the first in the universe, and this curator is more sober-minded.

"Curator, don't you have faith in us?"

"Jiang Yang thief insulted us like this, can you bear it, curator?"

Several coaches were in a hurry.

"I know how you feel, and I'm just as angry as you are. But if you want to go up and challenge others, you have to have the strength."

Han Tae-moon continued, "Anger will only make you get carried away, did you watch yesterday's TV show? Cha Yincheng, Zheng Ronghai, don't you know?"

is talking about Cha Eun-sung and Zheng Yong-hae, one is a Muay Thai champion, one is a mixed martial arts champion, and the other is a taekwondo champion, all of whom are top professional players in the fighting circle.

In particular, Muay Thai champion Zheng Yonghai has also come to their martial arts gym and communicated with several coaches, and his strength is very strong.

At this point, more than a dozen coaches fell silent at once.

Or rather, sober.

In yesterday's show, more than a dozen masters of martial arts were no match for others.

Impulsive anger is pointless.

If you can't beat someone, what else can you do except make a fool of yourself and get beaten?

Thinking of this, more than a dozen coaches pulled out the cold in their hearts.

A coach's face showed grief and indignation, "Do you just watch this guy continue to be arrogant?"

Han Taewen didn't speak anymore and didn't know how to answer.

If you don't have the strength, you don't have the strength, what else can you do.

Anger and anger can defeat the other party?

No, the reporters at the scene were angry one by one, but what could they do?

Go up and beat up the Jiangyang thief?

Of course, I thought so in my heart, and many reporters couldn't wait to go up and beat the Jiang Yang thief, and they couldn't wait to slap their faces.

But I only dare to think so in my heart.

Who would dare to go up?

Who would dare to actually go up?

"I like your reaction, you're just angry, I like it very much. If you don't react at all, it's not fun." Jiang Yang smiled again.

"To get back to the point, what I said just now about your martial arts garbage is unfounded, and today I use my strength to prove that you are garbage.

Look at the big screen."

At this time, there was a large screen at the press conference, showing a map of the first ear.

The map shows the addresses of twenty martial arts gyms, the names:

Daitoku Kendo Hall

Yongwu Taekwondo Gym

Blue Dragon MMA Gym

Han Wu Taekwondo

Motobu Kendo Hall

Iron Tiger Martial Arts Hall.

Martial Soul Gym.

What is it?

The reporter was curious and didn't understand.

"Dear journalists, this map lists 20 martial arts gyms of all kinds in Seoul.

Didn't I just say that I want to prove it with strength, so I invite all journalists and friends to witness and follow me to kick the hall."

"Ah, kick the gym?" Some reporters were stunned.

"That's right, it's kicking the gym, I'll lead you all to the door.

There are a total of 20 martial arts gyms on it, and we will go to the gym one by one."

Wow!

20 martial arts halls came to the door one by one.

That's the stimulus.

"Jiang Yang thief, did you say that you want to take us to 20 martial arts gyms to kick the gym, and one by one to kick the gym?" A reporter asked loudly.

"That's right, this morning and a day in the afternoon, I will go to the 20 martial arts gyms marked on the map, and I will go to the door one by one.

Take off all their signs."

This is clear enough.

"Wow, boss!"

"20 martial arts halls!"

"Damn, this is too good."

"This is the rhythm of kicking over all the martial arts gyms in Seoul City!"

"Domineering side leaks."

"It's exciting."

Netizens were excited.

"Fellow journalists, let's go to the gym now!"

Jiang Yang said loudly, and then walked out, and the team members followed.

The little kimchi reporters haven't reacted yet, and some are still stunned?

It wasn't until the crowd walked out that the reporters reacted and followed.

Outside the club, three buses were parked.

When the reporters went down, the Jiangyang thief team had already boarded one of the buses.

"Fellow journalists, get on the bus, please follow us to the first kendo gym, you will witness our history today and see how we defeated you."

Xia Weiwei shouted and asked the reporters to get in the car.

Or is it really going to kick the gym?

With a sense of surprise, the reporters got on the bus.

"Are you really going to kick the gym?"

"20 martial arts halls?"

"That's too much?"

Or, is the Jiangyang thief really so arrogant? He's so confident that he's going to win.

After getting into the car, the little kimchi reporters were still whispering.

Still a little unconvinced.

"Could it be hype?" A male reporter wondered.

"It's not hype," it was a female reporter who spoke, she had been calling to verify when she had just come down, and hung up the phone and replied, "I checked the 20 martial arts gyms announced, all of them are representatives of our cold country martial arts community, and they are very powerful."

Another reporter took over, "Jiang Yang thief does often kick the gym in Neon, this guy is so arrogant, but he really has strength, I have also seen him kick the gym a few times, it's not hype."

It's not hype, it's true.

The reporters looked at each other.

At this time, the convoy started, and at the same time, from the front of the Jiangyang thief sitting in the car, there was a shout:

"Little kimchi garbage!"

"Little kimchi garbage!"

"Little kimchi garbage!"

Exercise~~

It's so arrogant, it's really angry!

A reporter said angrily, "I have been a journalist for so many years, and I have interviewed many news figures, but I have never seen such arrogance."

"Aciba."

"Jiang Yang thief, what a bastard."

"Arrogant!"

"It's too much."

The little kimchi reporters were angry again, and some even cursed.

Breath shivering cold.

"Hahahaha!"

"Trash."

"Garbage is garbage."

"It's so cool to scold!"

In the live broadcast room, Tang Guo netizens were full of laughter.

At this moment, more than 50 million netizens are watching the live broadcast in the live broadcast room of Yang Ma International Channel.

The convoy traveled to the first Daitoku Kendo Hall, which was about 2 kilometers away.

In the lower right corner of the live broadcast room, a map is displayed, marking the location of the "Daitoku Kendo Hall".

"Oh no, Curator, the Jiang Yang thief is coming to our kendo hall, and the Jiang Yang thief is coming to kick the hall!" An assistant ran into the curator's office in a panic.

After entering, I saw several instructors of the kendo gym, and the curator Park Daxin was there.

The atmosphere in the office is solemn.

Already knows.

Some panic can be seen in the eyes of several people.

At the press conference just now, they were very angry and indignant, and said that they would go directly to the gym.

Now that people have come to the door, I can't help but feel a little panicked.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

The neon martial arts world that Jiang Yang fought by the great thieves couldn't raise their heads, and their cultivation in the way of the sword reached the pinnacle, and the neon sword saint God Valley Musashi was not an opponent.

How can the little kimchi not know this.

It's just a shout, people are really coming, and their hearts are blocked.

"Jiang Yang thief is so arrogant that he really dares to come to our sword hall."

"How dare he?"

"Jiang Yang thief dares to come, let's give him some color to see."

"Curator, the Jiang Yang thief is here, let him know how powerful we are."

"We must not back down."

"Yes, you can't back down, you can't let the Tang people look down on you."

"I don't believe that he has three heads and six arms."

Several kendo instructors spoke one after another, saying passionately, but they still couldn't hide the panic in their eyes.

The whole body is very hard with a mouth.

The curator Park Daxin's face became serious, "Jiang Yang's thief is coming to kick the museum, he has brought so many reporters, we have no room to retreat, we can only fight."

"Tell everyone to get ready for battle."

After that, Park Daxin took the lead and went out.

At a distance of 2 km, the convoy arrived quickly.

Got out of the car.

After the reporters also got out of the car, the team went directly to the mall.

The kendo hall is located on the 7th floor of the mall.

Such a large group of people entered the mall, attracting countless eyes.

Take the elevator to the 7th floor.

See.

There were already more than a dozen people, and the staff of the kendo hall were standing at the door.

This is the Daitoku Kendo Hall.

"Fellow journalists, we have arrived at the first Dade Kendo Gym, and you can see that we have kicked this Kendo Gym, so that you can see with your own eyes the power of our Tang Kingdom's swordsmanship."

Jiang Yang spoke to the reporters, ignoring the angry gazes of a dozen or so staff members of the kendo hall.

Get in.

Jiang Yang took the lead and walked in directly.

More than a dozen people in the kendo hall didn't dare to stop them at all.

Two people originally wanted to block it, but they were glared back by Jiang Yang's eyes.

Swaggered and walked into the interior of the kendo hall.

Inside.

Fifty or sixty people from the Daide Kendo Hall, dressed in kendo uniforms and holding long swords, were waiting for the battle.

It's been waiting for a long time.

Seeing the crowd coming in, they shouted in unison:

"Dade!"

"Dade!"

"Dade!"

The momentum is not weak.

"A bunch of ***." Gao Meng stepped forward and shouted loudly: "

Listen, little pickles, we're here to kick the hall and call your curator out!"

"Let all your masters come out!" Bai Xiaoni stepped forward.

", little minion."

"Call out what you can."

Several people shouted loudly.

"You're too arrogant." A kendo gym instructor in his early thirties walked out and said angrily, "You Tang country people, you are too blind to no one, dare to underestimate our Han country swordsmanship."

"What about underestimating you?"

Bai Xiaoni's little pickle's face turned red when she said a word.

Ignoring his anger, Bai Xiaoni turned back to speak to Master, "Master, I don't even want to talk to these little pickles, can I just beat them up?"

Jiang Yang nodded, "This kind of thing hit him in the mouth."

"Yes."

Bai Xiaoni got the master's order and was excited.

A stride rushed forward.

Without saying a word, he picked up his slap and "snapped" a slap on the little pickle's face.

The slap was crisp and loud.

Little Pickle was stunned, covered her face and took a step back, "You, you, you dare to hit me?"

"What's wrong with beating you, I'm going to kick you again?"

Bai Xiaoni lifted a kick and kicked it directly on his belly.

"Ahh With a scream, the sword in Little Pickle's hand fell to the ground, and the person was kicked to the ground.

Hit people when they meet, a girl is so fierce.

The reporters behind him were shocked.

"It's so fierce!"

"But I like it."

"Well beaten, beaten to death."

Tang netizens shouted and swiped the barrage.

"How daring!"

"Bastard!"

"How dare you hit someone?"

"It's too arrogant, beat them to death."

The people in the kendo hall were stunned for a few seconds before they reacted, and they were all angry.

Immediately, several people rushed out.

"Hehe, he's the one who beat you, and it's you little pickles that he beats."

Bai Xiaoni was not only not afraid, but became excited and took the initiative to rush towards them.

"Little Kimchi is looking for death!" It was Xia Weiwei, who rushed forward with a scolding.

"Kill them!"

"Little Kimchi, ***!"

Gao Meng and Li Lei roared in their mouths, and they were about to go up with their fists, but they were stopped by the boss, "Don't move, just watch the show."

A bunch of garbage doesn't need to be on it together, two female apprentices are enough to deal with it.

Bai Xiaoli, Xia Weiwei, and the two girls rushed into the crowd of the kendo hall.

Not afraid of fifty or sixty people on the other side.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is a group of rabble, don't look at the number of them, fifty or sixty people, all wearing kendo uniforms and looking like dogs. But most of the kendo figures are handsome and think it's cool, just to pretend to be a beep.

I didn't learn any real skills, except for a few kendo teachers who still had a little bit of a level.

It's these kendo teachers who say that they have a little level, and it's relative.

The overall strength is not as good as Neon's random karate.

It's such a group of people who look bright on the outside, but they are actually nothing, how can they be the opponents of the two women.

"Ah! Yes! Ahh

There were several screams.

After the two women punched and kicked, seven or eight people lay on the ground.

"My mother!"

The boss of a little kimchi reporter stared at him, unable to believe his eyes.

Two Girls...... In his eyes, Bai Xiaoni and Xia Weiwei are not two girls.

These two girls are also too powerful, and they knocked down seven or eight people in a few clicks.

It's amazing!

The little pickle reporter was shocked and forgot to take a picture.

"Little pickle, pour it for me!" Bai Xiaoni snorted

Hey, one sweeps the hall, and four or five little pickle people turn on their backs.

Hurry forward and punch it.

A little pickle with glasses, covering her mouth, tears of pain came out.

Looking at Xia Weiwei again, she happened to slap the chest of a tall little pickle, her palm seemed to be light and fluttering, but the little pickle that could be slapped retreated again and again, knocking down several people in a row.

Another hand sword, slashed at one wearing a white kendo suit, which should be an instructor, and the other wearing a black kendo suit is a student.

The knife slashed at the kendo instructor's neck, and the creature rolled its eyes and fell to the ground.

Fainted.

Then, Xia Weiwei turned her palm into a fist and punched another white-clothed kendo suit, which was also a coach's belly.

hit this thing and vomited wildly, and the overnight meal was vomited.

A poor flock of little lambs.

It's rubbish.

The abuse of the two women is like abusing vegetables.

"Alright." Master spoke.

The two women withdrew their hands and paused.

And there was already a patch lying on the ground, no less than 20 people.

If Master doesn't shout to stop, lie down more.

"Master, don't stop, these pieces of garbage, I'm going to beat them all down." Bai Xiaoni pouted, she hadn't enjoyed it yet.

"It's okay, they're just a group of ordinary people, and if we continue to fight, friends in the martial arts world will say that we use the big to bully the small, and we can't win the martial arts." Yang Jiang said with a smile.

At this moment, there was only the voice of the master and apprentice talking in the kendo hall.

There were hundreds of people watching, but no one spoke.

They were all shocked.

The rest of the kendo hall members were really frightened with frightened eyes.

The two beauties are so cruel that beating people is like beating sandbags.

20 people lying on the ground, who is not afraid?

Dozens of reporters at the scene were also shocked.

Quan Teh was dumbfounded.

They looked at each other with an expression of disbelief.

Female reporter Kim Ji-kyo, her jaw is about to drop in shock.

I didn't see it with my own eyes, I didn't believe that the two Tang women, the two seemingly weak women, were so powerful, just now they entered the crowd, like two tigers pounced into the flock.

It's amazing, who doesn't drop their jaws when they see it?

It's in a private house near the kendo hall, in a living room.

A little pickle is watching live TV, pouring water from a teapot in one hand.

Seeing the person from the kendo hall in the picture fall to the ground, Little Kimchi was stunned with a stupid expression.

Even the water glass was full and poured out without noticing.

"A bunch of garbage, I didn't even have to exert myself to fall down, so unbeaten." It was Xia Weiwei who spoke, walked back to the master, and slapped her palms several times, as if she had dirty her hands by hitting these little pickles.

Hehe~~

I said Mr. Xia, you are not such a person, and you have also learned your master's tone of voice.

"Phew!" Gao Meng spat at the mouth, with a look of contempt, and then complained, "Boss, why are you pulling me and letting me beat a few little pickles to have a good time."

I haven't beaten a little pickle yet."

Listening to the tone of his speech, there was still a little regret and complaining.

Jiang Yang smiled.

A few people taunted me like this, and the rest of the kendo hall members were still silent.

No one spoke.

Do they dare to speak?

Whoever dares to speak will beat you to death.

Whoever dares to speak, and he who lies on the ground is an example.

Who dares to speak and who dares to speak in this kind of scene? Who would dare to disagree?

One by one, they were all frightened, and their hearts were cold.

There was even a little pickle with a few pimples on his face that was wet in the crotch and scared to pee.

Really peeing?

The first to notice that this little pickle was urinating

。

"Hahahahaha!" Li Lei laughed loudly.

The laughing one.

The laughing crowd looked at him.

"Boss, look at that little pickle scared to pee." Li Lei stretched out his hand and pointed to the small pickles in the crowd.

Brush all eyes on the little pickles.

The crotch is wet.

I went, and I really peed.

At this moment, this little kimchi club died on the spot.

The next second.

"Haha! Hahaha!" The crowd burst into laughter.

"Haha......" A little pickle reporter laughed twice and immediately covered his mouth, realizing that he shouldn't laugh.

Looking at the other reporters around me, some covered their faces and some shook their heads.

Shame on you!

What a shame!

Shame on me and throw it at my grandmother's house!

"***, ****** grass, little pickles pee? Really scared to pee?"

"Hahahaha!"

"Poof......!"

"Laughing to death, little pickles are scared to pee."

"My Ma Ma laughed and burst into tears."

"Laughed and cried."

"[laughing and crying] [laughing and crying] [laughing and crying]."

"Little Kimchi, are you going to laugh at me so that you can inherit my Huabei?"

"It's so funny, the two young ladies actually scared him to pee."

"Hilarious, laughing makes my stomach hurt."

"I'm going to laugh so badly."

The barrage was swiping the screen, and Tang Guo netizens burst into laughter, and many netizens laughed out of tears and laughed so badly.

Little Kimchi was so scared that she peed, which was really embarrassing.

Classic famous scenes.

After laughing several times, Jiang Yang's face turned red with laughter.

Shaking his head, Jiang Yang spoke, "You guys are a bunch of garbage, it's boring, your curator or call your chief swordsman to come out, ask them to come out and fight me, you guys are too rubbish."

Curator, Chief Swordsman?

Hearing this, the eyes of the kendo hall members involuntarily fell on a middle-aged man who fell to the ground.

"Master, no need, their curator, chief kendo master is already here." Xia Weiwei spoke.

"Are you here, where is it?" Jiang Yang looked around.

"He was lying on the ground." Xia Weiwei pointed with her hand.

In the crowd lying on the ground, a man in his early 40s, wearing a white kendo uniform, was still covering his mouth and humming.

He is Park Daxin, the curator of the Light Dance Kendo Hall.

This thing has already been beaten down.

"Are you sure he's the curator?" Jiang Xiang deliberately asked rhetorically, implying that he was such a garbage curator.

Xia Weiwei smiled and said, "Master is him, he is the director of this kendo gym, Pu Daxin."

The three words "Park Daxin" were deliberately said very loudly.

"This thing is the curator, this is too rubbish, isn't it?" Gao Meng complained.

"Laughing to death." Li Lei answered, "Boss, we also said that we called them the curator and asked their chief to come out and fight, at this level?"

"I didn't expect it to be at this level, it seems that I overestimated them." Jiang Yang shook his head and smiled.

Half turned around and looked at the reporters around him, "Fellow journalists, you have also seen that this is the strength of the Daitoku Kendo Gym.

They are at this level, and this one lying on the ground is their curator, the chief kendo master.

I also want to say that let their chief kendo master fight, we are boring to bully these ordinary people, friends will say that we bully the small with the big, how can I think of their level, I really didn't expect it, a kendo hall chief is so rubbish, I haven't made a move."

"I really didn't expect them to be so rubbish, I was still thinking, since I can be qualified to open an apprenticeship in Shou'er, how can I have a bit of a level, right?" Xia Weiwei shook her head, and then added, "It's also Master, you didn't make a move, this kind of garbage is not worthy of your action at all."

"Master, at this level, they are so rubbish and they also open a museum to teach apprentices, isn't this mistaking people's children?" Bai Xiaoni asked curiously.

"Xiao Ni, you don't understand this." Gao Meng replied, "There are many liars in this world now, and they are swaggering and deceiving ordinary people under the guise of kendo masters.

You can't blame ordinary people, they can't tell the real kung fu from the fake kung fu. Only when you are in the ring, only when you are in the real competition will you know.

You see that we came to the cold country, and our friends in the cold country said that we were arrogant and arrogant, so they didn't believe that we were real kung fu, but believed in these false masters."

"Oh yes." Bai Xiaoni nodded.

"Boring, let's go, let's go to the next one." Jiang Yang spoke.

"I hope the next one won't be so rubbish."

"Gone."

A group of people walked out and walked past the reporters' cameras.

"What a shame!" Gao Meng gave a disdainful look at a reporter's camera.

"At this level, I dare to open a martial arts gym, which I didn't expect." Li Lei complained about the camera.

And Bai Xiaoni flashed a fist at the camera, revealing a fierce look, "I can fight 100 of this kind of goods."

"Xiaoni, if the next one is still like this, you can keep a few and don't finish the fight, and let me have a good time, I haven't played Xiao Kimchi yet."

"Okay, Brother Meng, leave a few little pickles for you."

"Excuse me, was it very enjoyable for you to make a little kimchi just now, is it refreshing?"

"It's very cool, hehe!"

"Haha!"

"Hahaha!"

A group of people walked out laughing.

Pay attention to the expressions of the little kimchi reporters, their faces are blue and white.

The person who was still standing in the kendo hall was full of shame.

I don't have a face to see people.

Many people are already thinking about leaving the museum, how can they still see people.

It's so trash, they think it's rubbish, it's really embarrassing.

A few people's eyes fell on the curator, maybe it was really as a few Tang people said that the curator was a liar, what kind of kendo master.

He's a kendo master, why is he so rubbish?

The next goal, the second martial arts gym is a taekwondo gym - Yongwu Hall.

It's more than a kilometer away and it's there quickly.

Entering the Yongwu Hall, hundreds of people, all in white taekwondo uniforms, were waiting for battle.

The atmosphere freezes.

Ignoring a pair of angry eyes, Gao Meng stepped forward and shouted loudly, "We are in a hurry, there are still 18 more to challenge, just order, are you on one by one or together?"

"Too loud...... a burly man stepped forward and was about to scold.

Suddenly, there was a flower in front of me.

There was an extra smiling face in front of him, it was Jiang Yang's thief.

The man looked horrified, and then couldn't move.

Jiang Yang stretched out but lifted him up with a hand.

This man is 1.9 meters tall and burly, just such a tall and burly adult man, he was lifted up with one hand.

Then, hold it high above your head.

I'm dripping mom~~

All around, there was an uproar.

"Little trash, let's go while it's cool!"

Jiang Yang threw his hands and directly threw the man up several meters high and smashed it into the crowd.

The crowd panicked, and seven or eight people reached out to pick it up.

I received it, but it also caused three or four people to fall to the ground.

The little pickles panicked.

Jiang Yang grabbed a person and threw it out directly, this move took the lead.

The people of the Yumu Hall were shocked.

The reporters were stunned.

"I'll be on board with you."

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Yang moved again.

The reporters on the side only saw him turn into a shadow, and rushed in at such a fast speed

Among the crowd at the Yumu Hall.

"Crackling!"

"Ahhh

Exclamations and screams of pain came and went.

"Ahh

The female reporter was shocked, and then looked at the man on the ground with a painful expression.

When the female reporter looked up at the others—

I'm a god!

The female reporter's pupils dilated sharply and she was stunned.

What did she see?

The female reporter happened to see several people flying up in the chaotic crowd.

They didn't fly on their own, they were knocked away.

"Foshan has no shadow feet!" Immediately after that, there was a shout from Jiangyang.

A scene was reflected in the pupils of the female reporter's eyes: Jiang Yang jumped up and kicked more than a dozen kicks in a row.

When it hit the ground, seven or eight people fell in front of it.

It's not over yet.

"Bajiquan." Another big bang.

Jiang Yang's fists were like two cannonballs, blasting two people away, knocking down seven or eight people in a row.

It's so fierce, it's a mess.

God of War reincarnated.

No, he's not a god of war, he's a demon god.

At this moment, the little pickles in the Yongwu Pavilion cried and shouted for their mothers, and they became a mess.

"Master, can you beat so many people? Do you want me to help you share a few?" Bai Xiaoni's voice.

"No, just watch me perform." Jiang Yang's voice came from the crowd.

"Boss." Gao Meng shouted, "Leave one or two for us, don't finish the fight!"

"Ahhh

The screams continued.

In the scene, Jiang Yang chased hundreds of people alone.

The onlookers were dumbfounded.

I don't dare to shoot movies like this.

When Jiang Yang stood still and withdrew his hand, a large area was lying on the ground around him.

There were thirty or forty people on visual inspection.

The others had already dispersed in a hurry, far away...... No, there was another person who was facing alone, standing in front of Jiang Yang, less than half a meter away.

This man is their chief taekwondo coach Kim Dae-yong.

This person is very brave!

Is it?

Looking closely, Jin Dayong's legs were trembling, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead one by one.

At this time, Jiang Yang raised his palm and made a slap to call him.

"Ah, don't hit me!" Jin Dayong shouted, and the person squatted down in fright.

Jiang Yang scratched his ears with his hand, and pretended to be stunned: "I'm picking out my ears, why are you scared like this?"

A deliberate action of plucking out his ears scared the chief taekwondo master of the Yubu Gym enough.

"Haha!"

"Hahahaha!"

Gao Meng, Li Lei and a few people burst into laughter.

This one is really going to make people laugh to death.

"Haha, the little kimchi is all like this." In front of the computer, a Tang netizen laughed.

Kim Dayong was still squatting on the ground and didn't dare to get up.

"I won't beat you, don't be afraid of this." Jiang Yang smiled and turned around, "Brother Meng, I left this little kimchi for you."