After Chen Ping and Zheng Tai left, Long Yang Tian picked up the phone and went back to Qin Zhonglong.

"Longyangtian, where is the human?!"

Qin Zhonglong had a bad temper and asked in a cold voice.

"Brother Qin, I advise you to stop this matter in time. You can't afford to offend the person you offended by the second young master."

Long Yangtian didn't want to break up with Qin Zhonglong. After all, it was the Qin family in Kyoto, with huge power and deep background.

Although the two of them used to be very good, they parted ways because of some things.

"Long Yangtian, what stupid things are you saying? And the people I, Qin Zhonglong, can't afford to offend?! Do you dare not arrest me? OK! I, Qin Zhonglong, personally brought people to your Shangjiang!"

Qin Zhonglong was furious and roared angrily.

However, on the other end of the phone, Long Yangtian also said in a cold voice: "Qin Zhonglong! In this world, you are not the only one in the Qin family! There is a heaven outside the sky, don't forget how your eldest son was deposed!"

Qin Qian?

Upon hearing this, Qin Zhonglong trembled all over, and the scenes from eight years ago flashed quickly in his mind.

Then, the anger in his heart became even more intense!

Could that person be back?

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

Qin Zhonglong roared: "I will not let it happen again when something happened eight years ago. This time, whoever blocks me, Qin Zhonglong, will destroy anyone! I want to see who you are avoiding! "

Bang!

Qin Zhonglong hung up the phone angrily, not wanting to hear Long Yangtian’s second half warning.

"Send the order! Everyone gathers! I want to get out!"

Qin Zhonglong shouted to the butler in the hall, his face full of frost and anger that could not be concealed.

The butler trembled all over and asked tremblingly, "Master, do you really want to do this? This is a cross-region, and the consequences are unimaginable..."

The housekeeper was scared. The master was really angry this time, but once this matter was exposed, the Qin family would be finished!

Qin Zhonglong glared at his eyes, waved his sleeves, and said angrily: "Send the order!"

“Yes…yes.”

The housekeeper had no choice but to exit the lobby.

Qin Zhonglong stayed alone in the hall, punched the table with a punch, and a ferocious flashed across the corner of his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "The Qin family must not be able to step on his head at will!"

Here, a few hours later, Chen Ping's convoy had already entered Kyoto.

A super bustling metropolis with a lot of people, spacious streets, and full of international style.

This is the largest international metropolis in China and the gathering place for countless families of all sizes.

This is the fertile land of money and the cradle of power.

By the way, I haven't been here for eight years.

Chen Ping looked at the scenery outside the car window and felt a lot of emotion.

I don’t know if those people in the past still remember themselves.

"Mr. Chen, where will we go first?"

Zheng Tai sat in the passenger seat and asked respectfully.

"Go to the Heribuya Dojo." Chen Ping said lightly, his eyes flashing with a gleam.

Li Yi, who was standing beside him, was still expressionless and lazy, and there was no sign of worry at all.

Zheng Tai just glanced at him quickly, and his heart was trembling.

Everyone knows that the person next to Mr. Chen is a very skilled and powerful person, but in the face of such a famous killer organization, can he really fight against seventy-two?

Chen Ping saw Zheng Tai's disconfidence and doubts, but said nothing.

Soon, the convoy drove to the front of the Heribu Dungeon Hall.

This is a Japanese architectural style. There is a woman wearing a cherry blossom kimono and clogs in front of the door, constantly bent down and nodding to the men and women who came to sign up.

In front of the Heribu Dhaka Temple, there is a small square open space, paved with white marble, and four black Mercedes-Benz cars were parked at this moment.

The woman in a cherry blossom kimono at the door immediately greeted the convoy respectfully and smiled sweetly: "I'm going to make you laugh."

Zheng Tai got out of the car first, opened the door for Chen Ping, greeted Chen Ping respectfully, and then stood silently.

In the other cars, all the carefully selected subordinates got off the train and lined up in two teams, standing behind Chen Ping.

This scene naturally attracted the attention of many people, and they took photos and guided Chen Ping and the others.

Just at this moment, a man was shot out from the entrance of Naheribu Dhaka, and his body was covered in wounds.

Three Fusang men wearing white Taekwondo costumes and clogs were punched and kicked at the man who was beaten out again, and then laughed and insulted: "Baga, the road! Sick man from East Asia! Get out!"

The man was beaten to pieces and covered in bruises. He fell to the ground, staring at the three Fusang men with fire and angrily eyes. He stood up, shaking and rushed up, cursing: "Give my father my life back! I'm going to kill you little weird boys!"

Bang!

The Fusang man in the lead kicked the man in the chest and kicked him out.

The man also rolled to Chen Ping's feet, spurted out blood and fainted.

This scene naturally attracted a lot of people to watch and scold!

Especially their insulting words just now aroused the indignation of many people!

The sign of the Sick Man in East Asia was kicked to pieces many years ago. It was exchanged for the blood of the ancestors. They, the men of Fusang, dared to mention it again!

It's intolerable!

"It's so damn! I still want to sign up for my son, so I won't sign up!"

"Damn it, I'll go up and fuck them to death!"

"Don't be impulsive, they can't beat them. They are very powerful with the Ribuya Gate!"

For a moment, the crowd was excited, but no one dared to go up because they were ordinary people who were unarmed, and those on the other side were from Heribuya and those who could practice taekwondo.

Looking at a group of excited Chinese people, the Fusang men all laughed to the sky and pointed at them and mocked: "Hahaha, Baga, they are all weak chickens, not afraid at all, the sick man in East Asia! Come on, beat me!"

"Bruce Lee, no! Weak chicken!"

"Hahaha, don't you know how to kung fu? Come and see how our Taekwondo crushes your kung fu!"

Facing their provocation, most of them were furious.

But there were also a few people who were mixed in the crowd, suspected of Jing Fusang, and sneered: "If you can't beat it, you can't beat it. What can you do here? It's better for me, Fusang, I'm going to Fusang."

"That's right, a group of people are chattering and don't understand my Fusang culture at all. I also want to leave Fusang."

Many people stood up at this moment, and about four or five people rushed into the Horibu Dungeon and were led in by several women in cherry blossom kimono.

The Fusang men laughed even more wildly, and laughed arrogantly at the others: "Baga! Get out! A bunch of sick chickens!"

Facing this scene, most people were indignant, especially when they saw their compatriots turning against each other, they were even more angry!

"shameful!"

"hateful!"

"They are not worthy of being Chinese, get out!"

Faced with the angry roars of these people, those people did not care about it, but instead took pride in it, and followed the kimono woman into the martial arts hall with a swagger.

Just as everyone was rushing forward with their fists, more than a dozen men in Taekwondo costumes rushed out of the martial arts hall, all of whom were wearing wooden clogs.

"ha!"

These people were lined up in front of everyone, and the Fusang man who took the lead said arrogantly in Chinese: "Who dares to step forward? Just like him!"

He pointed to the man who was beaten to faint from the front of Chen Ping's heels.

Facing this scene, everyone dared not speak out.

Too arrogant!

In our vast Kyoto, they dare to be so presumptuous!

Those Fusang men thought everyone was so angry that they didn't dare to speak out. They laughed and said, "Bad!"

After saying that, they turned around and were about to leave.

However, at this moment, a disharmonious voice suddenly sounded.

"Who dares to bully me Huaxia!"

Chen Ping suddenly shouted loudly, his face cold, staring at the Fusang man in the lead, and said, "A bunch of garbage that cannot be on the table dares to bark in my Kyoto dogs! Tell you, your self-righteous Taekwondo has evolved from my Dongtu!"

Chen Ping's voice spoke for everyone.

The Fusang man in the lead stared at Chen Ping, looked at him and said coldly: "My friend, if you come to learn from your master, I will not blame you. If you come to play, I advise you to buy insurance!"
To be continued...