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Suddenly Zhao Hai cheered, "It's so handsome." Those students also applauded.
The cheers and applause woke up the middle-aged man and the stick youth who were still standing there stupidly. They hurried over to check and found that the ankle was twisted strangely and three ribs on the right side were broken.
"Go and call a doctor." The middle-aged man shouted at the young man beside him.
The young man jumped up and ran into the hospital as if he had been bitten by a dog. It didn't take long for several doctors and nurses to come out in a hurry pushing a stretcher.
"You Chinese are too inhuman, how can you strike so hard, I will report to the school to deal with you."
Yang Luo narrowed his eyes and looked at the doctor. He knew him, the guy who urged them to pay the fee just now.
"There are three of us lying in it, and one of them is still unconscious. Why don't you reflect it. I didn't expect you Koreans to be so narrow-minded and treat Chinese people like this."
The doctor gave Yang Luo a cold look, then quickly ran into the hospital behind the stretcher.
A policeman walked up to Xu Hang, "You have seriously violated the Korean law now, and I want to arrest you."
"Fuck! This is fucking unreasonable. Bangzi, what you said just now is farting." A student couldn't help cursing angrily.
Others also opened their mouths to curse, Yang Luo waved his hand, walked over and shook the phone that he had already held in his hand.
"I have recorded what you said just now, including this competition. If you have the courage to take people away, I will post this video on the Internet. If you are not afraid of causing even greater diplomatic disputes because of your stupid behavior, Arouse Chinese people's hatred of South Korea, you can take people away, I will not object."
The muscles on the policeman's face twitched, and he looked at Yang Luo with cold and terrifying eyes.
Another stick policeman felt that there was nothing to be done, so he hurried over. If the video does make it onto the Internet, it could be a big problem. Especially at this sensitive time, South Korea and China are in great trouble, and the two of them are making such a scandal, and they will definitely not have a good life.
"My colleague was joking. This is a fair competition, and neither party should take responsibility."
Yang Luo smiled: "I didn't expect there to be someone in Korea who can speak human language and handle human affairs." After speaking, he looked at the middle-aged man with a gloomy face, "Don't look at us like this, to be honest, your Taekwondo is really good. Rubbish, you still brazenly say that you don¡¯t like Chinese martial arts. You Koreans are so arrogant, I feel really sad for you.¡±
At this time, another stick youth ran out of the hospital, pointed at Xu Hang and roared, "I want to challenge you."
Xu Hang chuckled: "It seems that you are still not convinced."
The stick youth just wanted to rush over, but was stopped by the middle-aged man, "Can you accept a regular challenge?"
Yang Luo shook his finger, "My time is precious, I don't have time to play with you, and a group of trash is not qualified to challenge us at all."
The eyes of the middle-aged man became more and more gloomy, "The one injured by you is just a student, he cannot represent the highest level of Taekwondo. If you dare not accept the challenge, admit that Chinese martial arts are not as good as Taekwondo."
Yang Luo smiled: "The highest level of your taekwondo is the fifth-degree black belt, and there are only a handful of people in Korea who can reach this level. But I heard that there is an old guy named Park Zhengxiong who has reached the sixth-degree black belt. He has fought countless games and never lost, and you call him the father of Taekwondo." After speaking, he looked at the time, "Wuwei Gym is the largest Taekwondo Gym in South Korea, you tell him that I will go to the Kickboxing Gym in an hour and a half. "
The face of the middle-aged man changed, and suddenly a smile appeared on his face. Without saying anything, he turned and walked into the hospital. The two policemen gave Yang Luo a deep look and followed them.
With a whoosh, a group of students surrounded Yang Luo and the others, and said in a hurry: "Brother Yang! You are really going to kick the gym."
"That's right! I heard that Park Zhengxiong is very powerful, so I don't want to go."
Zhao Hai's face was still a little pale, but his expression was very excited, "Brother Yang! Can you send me the video just now?"
Yang Luo was taken aback, looked at the kid and asked, "What video?"
"It's the video of the competition just now."
Yang Luo chuckled: "I didn't record it."
"Huh?" A group of people stared at Yang Luo with wide eyes.
Yang Luo raised his middle finger: "Shh! I'm just trying to scare those stick policemen, don't shout."
 Nian put his arms around his shoulders to stop Yang Luo from continuing to walk.
There was a burst of taunting laughter from the crowd, "I heard you right, you have the guts to come here to kick the gymnasium. I have to say, you Chinese are very courageous, and you don't know what to do. Don't think that you can defeat that idiot Zheng Ki-moon. Now, you can come here to play wild."
"That's right! What kind of place is this, a junk martial arts gym in China? A child can kick it."
Yang Luo smiled and looked at the guy in front of him, and then at the old man who was still sitting there motionless.
"Old guy! You won't really ask me to scrap all these scraps, will you?"
The old man still didn't move, not even his eyelids.
Yang Luo nodded: "In this case, then I will take some trouble to get rid of all this rubbish."
After speaking without any warning, he raised his right arm and slammed his elbow into the temple of the stick in front of him.
Bangzi didn't expect Yang Luo to make a sudden attack, and cursed: "Despicable!" He hurriedly raised his left arm to protect his head, and clenched his right hand straight to Yang Luo's chest.
Taekwondo seldom uses their hands, but don't think that their hands are not good, in fact, they are not inferior to their legs.
Yang Luo showed a bloodthirsty smile on his face, and quickly reached his left hand to his chest.
There was only a "click", and Yang Luo's right elbow slammed into the arm protecting his head with the stick, and there was a terrible sound of bones breaking. At this time, Bangzi's right fist had already reached Yang Luo's chest, and Yang Luo grabbed it with a "snap". (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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