There is an animal in nature called a jackal, also called a black-backed jackal. It looks like a wolf but not a wolf, looks like a dog but not a dog, and its body shape is similar to that of a fox. This is a cunning, fickle, cruel, and good at disguise beast. Because of their innate limitations, they are destined to be unable to become the strong ones that dominate the grasslands. Therefore, this kind of beast is more accustomed to dependence, and its position is always uncertain. One day it will submit to the lion, and the next day it will follow the hyenas to make scraps. He has been a bit player hanging around with others all his life.
The same is true for such a country in the international community. This country is South Korea.
Li Muye looked down on the South Koreans from the bottom of his heart, showing contempt but not contempt.
Margaret whispered: "This man's name is Liu Minzhi, and he is the owner of the Kyokushin Gym in Seoul. Although this Kyokushin Gym is also branded as Taekwondo to the outside world, it is actually different from Taekwondo schools such as Hwarang Changbaek. They They pay more attention to practical combat, so they have always regarded themselves as practical Taekwondo. Kyokushin Gym has a close relationship with the special department of Cheong Wa Dae and has always been secretly sponsored. Therefore, they never recruit disciples for money. They are only interested in those athletes with extraordinary talents. Liu Minzhi is a talented martial artist and is called the God of Martial Arts in Seoul. We don’t know how strong his personal combat power is. We only know that he fought against the Grandmaster of the Holy War Knights three years ago and there was no winner within half an hour.”
Li Muye had seen the Grandmaster's strength with his own eyes. He was hardly inferior to Li Zhonghua, and he was on the same level as Xuanchen and Li Zhonghua. Calculating this, this Liu Minzhi is at least not inferior to Wang Ba's level.
The lobby of the front house was busy. These middle-aged and elderly tourists from South Korea were not very interested in the big meals on the main menu, but they were very enthusiastic about the free pickles and tea. After eating too many pickles, everyone has phlegm.
Two teenagers driving Hummers were sitting in the corner, ordering a pot of mutton, a few flatbreads, and a large pot of kumiss, eating and drinking as if no one else was around.
The wind and snow became more intense, accompanied by the messy sound of rain. The sudden harsh climate turned this usually inconspicuous place into a refuge for everyone.
There was a knock on the door, and the landlady went over to open the door to let the newcomer in.
A damp and cold breath rushed into the room, and a thin, dark man walked in holding a giant poodle. The thin, dark man did not look amazing, but he was well-dressed and wore gold and jade on his hands. Even the expensive poodle he was holding The women and dogs all wore a cotton vest and a gem pendant hung around their necks, which looked like ordinary people.
There were two other people traveling with him, one of whom was a black-haired white man over two meters tall. This man has thick eyebrows, a wide mouth, a high nose, big eyes, a short beard, and a weathered appearance. The other man is a middle-aged man, with a figure no worse than that of a white man. At first glance, he looks like he is in his fifties. If you look closely, he may be older. His face is covered with fine wrinkles. He is wrapped in a red robe under a beige windbreaker. It seems to be a monk's family.
There is only one hotel and one building within a radius of 150 miles. The only place to stay temporarily away from the wind and snow. Where could they go if they didn't come here
Margaret saw the black-haired middle-aged man and whispered: "Boyak, one of the five glorious judges of the Teutonic Knights."
Today's battle was obviously aimed at her. She should have been nervous, but now she didn't seem to be panicking or nervous at all. Calmly said: "I thought it would be safer for us to leave the capital, but I didn't expect that the teacher doesn't seem to like too comfortable life."
Li Muye scratched his head and smiled: "The news leaked out so quickly is really beyond my expectation. It seems that there will be a lot of fun here today."
As soon as I finished speaking, I heard a snap!
A loud voice came from the corner, and the young man sitting there stood up, pointed at a South Korean aunt behind him and shouted: "Can you be more polite in public places? Talking loudly is annoying enough, why don't you return the favor to her?" You're picking at your feet and spitting in my direction, is it really a toad on the stove that makes you so disgusting!" As he said that, he waved his hand and gave the South Korean aunt a big slap in the face.
This immediately stirred up a hornet's nest. The middle-aged man who was with the aunt came over, frowned and cursed a South Korean curse, and reached out to grab the young man's collar.
This man was a master of martial arts, and he struck very quickly. The young man seemed to be caught off guard, and the man grinned triumphantly, then twisted his hand and threw the young man to the ground as if he had lost his pocket. He walked over and kicked the boy in the stomach. The boy struggled in panic and kicked him on the hip bone.
The boy was kicked and flew sideways, smashing into pieces the table where Liu Minzhi and several high-end disciples were sitting.
With a bang, accompanied by the flash of electric light, a ball of blue light exploded from the young man's arms, causing screams everywhere he passed. Among the people at the table, only Liu Minzhi picked up a plate in time to block it in front of his eyes. At the same time, he stepped down a little, and the stool he sat on tipped over to avoid the blue light.
This young man suddenly took action without asking for any reason. He used an extremely powerful weapon and instantly knocked down the six disciples sitting down at Liu Minzhi of Ji Zhen Dao Hall.
Li Muye sat still and watched silently. Evilai was equally calm, but he already had two more pistols in his hands. Another young man stood up with a roar, overturned the table in front of him, held a pistol in his hand, and shouted: "You guys should be honest with me. If anyone wants to be a hero and meddle in other people's business, I will kill him."
Liu Minzhi asked in blunt Chinese: "Who are you? Why do you do this?"
The young man sneered: "Don't pretend to be in front of me. Everyone is here for the same purpose. Someone is offering a reward of 100 million US dollars for a woman's head. There is only one head, but there are so many people who want it. Of course it needs to be done. Subtraction is the only way to divide.”
"Asshole!" Liu Minzhi gritted his teeth angrily, moved his body, and rushed towards the young man.
The young man rolled on the spot, barely escaped, and shouted: "How awesome!" He turned around and rushed to the window and jumped out. His voice came in with the sound of wind and rain and shouted: "This matter is not over yet. There are many of you. If you are a good man and don't suffer the immediate loss, I will let you take advantage for a while and be proud of it. Wait for us to take the lead." When the large army comes back, it will be your death."
The two young men walked away through the window. Liu Minzhi wanted to pursue him. Firstly, he was wary of the young man's pistol and assassination methods. Secondly, many of his disciples fell to the ground and groaned. He didn't know how injured they were. The top priority was not to chase the enemy, but to get there first. It's important to save people.
"What's going on with the $100 million?" Margaret looked at Li Muye in surprise and asked quietly.
Li Muye guessed that Bai Wuxia was deliberately making trouble with him. He spread his hands and smiled bitterly: "How do I know this? It seems that someone thinks that we are not troublesome enough and wants to help us gather some materials."
"Did you arrange these two young men or were they sent by her?" Margaret asked again.
Li Muye said calmly: "Just watch the excitement. Today's show has just begun. This is just a small show of strength. If you don't teach him a lesson, this old fool from South Korea will really think that he is invincible." .”
The two teenagers walked away through the window. After a brief panic, Liu Minzhi and others quickly restored order. The disciples who were injured by the blue light all had eyes as swollen as peaches, and they complained to their master in Korean. Li Muye knew a little bit of Korean and could tell that these people were talking about how hot they were and wanted to wash them off with cold water. Liu Minzhi hurriedly asked the landlady in Chinese to bring her some cold water.
One of the disciples tried to wash his eyes with cold water. As soon as the water touched his eyelids, the man immediately screamed, rolled over and fell to the ground, covering his eyes with his hands, wailing in pain. Liu Minzhi hurried over and opened his hand. In just a moment, the eye had turned into a bloody hole... (End of Chapter)