"Are you envious? You can't be envious."
Lao Hei stood up and wanted to put his arms around Meng Fan's shoulders, but when he stretched out his arms, he realized that Meng Fan was a bit tall. How could this damn man be able to live up to the height? It was almost as good as holding his arms, so he touched Meng Fan with his elbow instead. Fan raised his eyebrows and said: "This stick is our taekwondo coach. He is handsome and he is especially good at playing handsome. Half of the female students who come to our place are here for him. This stick He is the star trainer of our Budokan. I don’t know why these women like sticks so much, is it because of the word stick? Damn, what’s a stick, I’m still a stick!”
Meng Fan laughed and said, "Maybe I just like handsome people, it has nothing to do with sticks."
Old Hei is not very happy: "Handsome is handsome, but he likes to pretend too much, and is also arrogant."
Meng Fan laughed and said, "Aren't you guys very direct in martial arts? You think he's pretending to be arrogant, so it's okay to have a fight. Old Hei, you can't beat him, can you? I just have to endure it."
"Cut! I can't beat him? I stand still and let him hit him, but he can't hit him." Old Hei was even more upset, but then he froze, "Hey, you don't understand. This stick is a cash cow, and it's huge. The kind of tree, Lao Yang has to be coaxed, and I can only bear with it when I am upset. Walk around, out of sight is out of sight."
Meng Fan smiled and followed Lao Hei towards the outside of the big practice room.
"Huh? Isn't that Meng Fan?"
Some of the dozen or so female students recognized Meng Fan. After all, it was difficult for Meng Fan's presence not to be noticed.
"It's really him! How did he come here!"
"I hate this guy the most!"
"I really hope he explodes in place!"
Meng Fan, who was subjected to a wave of ridicule and curses for no apparent reason, was stupefied. Lao Hei was also stunned. How did these female students know Meng Fan? They acted as if they were going to eat him alive. What outrageous things did you do to these women
"Meng Fan?"
When Jin Taiyun heard the word Meng Fan, he became energetic immediately, followed the female students, his eyes lit up, he strode towards Meng Fan, and stopped three steps away from Meng Fan. A bright smile appeared on his face: "Meng Fan, how are you?"
Meng Fan was inexplicably scolded by those female students. Seeing this Jin Taiyun approaching, and then thinking about what Lao Hei said, he knew that this guy was a South Korean. Naturally, another South Korean popped up in his mind, and he quickly thought Knowing why these women were scolding themselves like crazy, they frowned slightly and asked, "Do we know each other?"
"You don't know me, I know you."
Kim Tae-yun looked very happy, and introduced himself: "My name is Kim Tae-yun, I am from South Korea, Fengji's Taekwondo coach. Excuse me, are you also Fengji's student?"
Meng Fan said, "Well, what's the matter?"
"Very good."
Kim Tae-woon was even happier, and said: "That's right, I met you through the video of you beating Park Jae-hae. Because of this video, too many people said that South Koreans are too weak, and three South Koreans can't beat you alone." , I even regarded you as a real man in the iron tower. I saw that video, you were just a sneak attack from behind, I happened to meet you, and I challenged you. Not for Park Jae-hae, but for South Korean men. .”
Meng Fan was speechless: "To put it bluntly, you just want to beat me up?"
Jin Taiyun smiled and said: "You can think so. Of course, you can also choose to refuse, but the way to refuse is to admit defeat. I don't need you to apologize to anyone, I just need to admit that I won by sneak attack."
Meng Fan frowned again: "Win? You think winning or losing is more important than right and wrong in the incident in this video, right?"
"Right or wrong?" Jin Taiyun shook his head, "This incident happened in your Huaxia, who knows what is right and wrong, even the video may not be true."
"that is!"
"How could Park Jae-hae beat someone!"
"The video is fake!"
"Coach Jin, teach him a lesson!"
"Coach Jin, come on!"
As soon as Jin Taiyun said this, half of the dozen or so girls started yelling, and it felt like they would pounce on Meng Fan at any moment.
"It's a characteristic of you South Koreans not to admit it, but to dare to admit everything."
Meng Fan is really angry now, not because Jin Taiyun even dared to say such a solid thing is false, but because the girls next to him are all mentally retarded as if they were pushed by an iron. No way.
Meng Fan pointed to Jin Taiyun and asked Lao Hei: "Will it be against the law if I kill him?"
"Master Meng, it must be against the law to kill him."
The old black face turned black. Although he didn't know what kind of grievance was in front of him, he could feel Meng Fan's anger, and he was really worried that Meng Fan would kill him. However, after thinking about it, he knew what Meng Fan wanted to ask. , He said: "However, if you don't make a mess, it's easy to say."
"Kill me?"
Jin Taiyun heard the big joke: "Come on, soon, I will make you kneel down and admit that you are a sneak attack!"
As he said that, he walked directly towards a field and started warming up. He wasn't afraid that Meng Fan would escape. Anyway, someone was shooting a video. He would definitely help Park Zaihai get back his face. Man, garbage!
"Coach Jin, come on!"
"Coach Jin must torture him!"
These few brain-dead didn't leave, and ran to the edge of the field to cheer for Kim Tae-yun.
Lao Hei looked at Jin Taiyun as if he was looking at a bad pen, this damn is so used to it that he really doesn't know who he is!
Seeing that Meng Fan was really walking towards the field with a sullen face, he sighed heavily, take it easy, Grandpa, don't break Lao Yang's money tree.
Then I thought about it again, I was in a good mood, I wanted to beat this stick for a long time, but unfortunately I didn't have the chance, now, I feel very good watching this stick being beaten.
"what happened?"
Lao Hei was thinking about it, the owner of the money tree, no, Yang Feng, the head coach of the Budokan, obviously knew about the things here, and quickened his pace to Jin Taiyun, stopped him, and said: "Jin Taiyun, you What are you doing?"
Jin Taiyun said seriously: "Yang Feng, he has already accepted my challenge, please don't stop me."
If I don't stop you, you'll be useless, shit!
Yang Feng and Meng Fan have been in contact for a long time, and he still knows Meng Fan's strength, a trick that is popular all over the world, once this Jin Taiyun is successfully caught by Meng Fan, it will be 100% useless.
Yang Feng is very clear about Jin Taiyun's strength. It's no problem if you let him play handsome and lift a board, but if you let him kick Meng Fan, a man of iron tower, can he not use his feet
Kim Tae-yun is very strong in Taekwondo, but the actual combat of Taekwondo itself is too general.
Not to mention that Meng Fan has learned wrestling and grappling techniques, Yang Feng felt that even if Meng Fan didn't learn anything, the black belt in Taekwondo would be hard enough to beat him. You kick him a few times and he'll be fine. Once he gets close, with his strength, you can keep him safe. It's over!
Yang Feng smiled wryly and said: "Jin Taiyun, you can't beat him. How about this, I'll help you talk about it, you apologize, and this matter is over."
"I apologize? I can't beat him?"
Jin Taiyun's face suddenly became ugly, and asked: "Yang Feng, is he better than you? In this martial arts gym, who can resist my set of kicks except you?"
As soon as Yang Feng heard this, he wanted to die. Brother, you are usually coaxed to play by everyone. Most of the actual combat coaches in the Budokan can hang and beat you!
But, how do you say this now
"Yang Feng, you don't need to worry about it. Don't worry, I won't be too hard on my feet. I still know that in Huaxia, even in the martial arts gym, you can't fight privately. I just play with him."
Seeing Yang Feng's ugly face, Jin Taiyun sneered, knowing that Yang Feng was protecting the Huaxia people in order not to make the Huaxia people lose face.
Iron tower man, hehe, I will kick you to pieces!
With that said, he went to the venue.
Yang Feng really wants to guillotine this evil pen directly, do you really think that a black belt in Taekwondo has actual combat ability
Forget it, love it to death!
Yang Feng turned and left, not wanting to watch the next scene, but after another thought, he still walked towards Meng Fan, raised his hand and said, "Mr. Meng, I beg you, lighten up, and treat it as a normal actual combat training."