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Chapter 340 Even if you are far away, you will be punished!(1/2)

After Chen Ping and Zheng Tai left, Long Yangcai picked up the phone and called Qin Zhonglong.

"Long Yangtian, where are the people?!"

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

"Brother Qin, I advise you to stop this matter as soon as possible. You cannot afford to offend anyone the Second Young Master has offended."

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

Although the two were once very good friends, they parted ways due to certain things.

"Long Yangtian, what stupid words are you talking about? There are still people who I, Qin Zhonglong, can't afford to offend?! Don't you dare to arrest me? Okay! I, Qin Zhonglong, will personally take you to the river!"

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, your Qin family is not the only one! There is a world out there. Don't forget how your eldest son was abolished in the first place!"

Qin Qian?

Hearing this, Qin Zhonglong trembled all over, and the scene eight years ago flashed through his mind.

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

Could it be that that person is back again?

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

Qin Zhonglong roared: "I will not let what happened eight years ago happen again. This time, whoever stands in my way, Qin Zhonglong, I will destroy! I want to see who Long Yangtian is avoiding!"

Snapped!

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

"Send the order! Everyone gather! I want to leave!"

Qin Zhonglong shouted to the butler in the hall, his face covered with frost and unable to conceal his anger.

When the butler heard this, he trembled all over and asked tremblingly: "Master, do you really want to do this? This is cross-regional, and the consequences will be disastrous..."

The housekeeper is scared, the master is really angry this time, but once this matter is exposed, the Qin family will be doomed!

Qin Zhong glared, waved his sleeves, and said angrily: "Send the order!"

"Yes Yes."

The butler had no choice but to exit the hall.

Qin Zhonglong stayed alone in the hall, punched the table with his fist, a ferocious look flashed out of the corner of his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "The Qin family must never let anyone step on their heads wantonly!"

Here, a few hours later, Chen Ping's motorcade has entered Kyoto.

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

This is the largest international metropolis in the country and a gathering place for countless families, big and small.

This is the fertile ground for money, and it is also 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 was filled with emotions.

I don’t know if those people in my past still remember me.

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

Zheng Tai, sitting in the passenger seat, asked respectfully.

"Go to the Heri Martial Arts Hall." Chen Ping said calmly, with a twinkle in his eye.

Li Yi on the side was still expressionless and lazy, with no trace of worry at all.

Zheng Tai just glanced at it hastily, his heart trembling with fear.

Everyone knows that the person next to Mr. Chen is a very powerful person, but facing such a famous killer organization, can he really fight against seventy-two with one?

Chen Ping noticed Zheng Tai's lack of confidence and doubts, but said nothing.

Soon, the motorcade arrived in front of the Heri Martial Arts Gym.

This is a Japanese-style building. In front of the door, there is a woman wearing a cherry blossom kimono and wearing wooden clogs. She keeps bending and nodding to the men and women who come to sign up.

In front of the Heni Budokan, there is a small open space paved with white marble. There are four black Mercedes-Benz cars parked at the moment.

When the woman wearing a cherry blossom kimono at the door saw the convoy, she immediately came up to her respectfully and said with a sweet smile: "I'm so embarrassed to see you."

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

In other cars, all the carefully selected men got out of the car and formed two teams, standing behind Chen Ping.

This scene naturally attracted the attention of many people, who took photos and gave instructions to Chen Ping and others.

Just at this moment, a man was knocked out of the door of Naheri Martial Arts Gym, covered with wounds.

Three Fuso men wearing white taekwondo costumes and wearing wooden clogs punched and kicked the man who was knocked out. Then they laughed and humiliated and cursed: "Baga Yalu! The sick man of East Asia! Get out!"

The man was beaten with bruises all over his body and fell to the ground. He stared at the three Fuso men with blazing eyes. He stood up, and even rushed forward, cursing: "Give my father his life! I'm going to kill you guys."

Little trickster!"

boom!

The leading Fuso man directly kicked the man in the chest and kicked him away.

And the man rolled all the way to Chen Ping's feet, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and passed out immediately.

This scene naturally attracted many people to watch and scold!

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

The "Sick Man of East Asia" sign has been kicked to pieces many years ago. It was earned with the blood of our ancestors. How dare they mention it again!

It is unbearable!

"It's so abominable! These Fusang people want to sign up for my son because of me, so they won't do it anymore!"

"Damn it, I'm going to go up and kill them right now!"

"Don't be impulsive. You can't beat them. They are from the Japanese Buddhism Gym, they are very powerful!"

For a moment, the crowd was excited, but no one dared to go up, because they were just unarmed ordinary people, while those opposite were people from the Japanese Budokan, martial arts practitioners who knew Taekwondo.

Looking at a group of excited Chinese people, those Fusang men all looked up to the sky and laughed, pointing at them and mocking: "Hahaha, Baga, they are all weak chickens, nothing to be afraid of, sick man of East Asia! Come on, come on, beat me!"

"Bruce Lee, no way! Weak chicken!"

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

Facing their provocation, most people became angry.

But there were also a small number of people who were mixed in the crowd and were suspected of being Jing Fusang. They sneered: "If you can't beat me, you can't beat me. What can I do here? It's better for me, Fusang. I want to go to Fusang."

"Even if there is a group of people who are gibbering and don't understand our culture at Fusang, I have to leave and go to Fusang."

Many people stood up at this moment. About four or five people rushed into the Japanese Buddhism Gym and were led in by several women in cherry blossom kimonos.

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

Facing this scene, most people felt indignant, especially when they saw that their compatriots had actually turned against them, they felt even more angry!

"shameful!"

"hateful!"

"They don't deserve to be Chinese, get out!"

Facing the angry roars of these crowds, those people did not take it seriously. Instead, they were proud of it and followed the kimonoed woman into the martial arts hall with great arrogance.

Just as everyone rushed forward with fists raised, more than a dozen men in Taekwondo uniforms rushed out of the martial arts hall, all wearing wooden clogs.

"ha!"

These people lined up in a row and stood in front of everyone. The Fusang man in the lead said in Chinese very arrogantly: "Who among you dares to come forward and be like him!"

He pointed at the man in front of Chen Ping's feet who was beaten to death and said.

Faced with this scene, everyone dared to be angry but dare not speak.

Too arrogant!

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

Those Fusang men found it very funny how everyone dared to be angry but dared not speak out, so they laughed and said: "Trash!"

After that, they turned around and left.

However, at this time, a discordant voice suddenly sounded.

"Who dares to bully me, China!"

Chen Ping suddenly shouted loudly, with a cold face, staring at the leading Fuso man, and said: "A bunch of trash that can't stand up to the stage dare to bark at me in Kyoto! Let me tell you, the Taekwondo you think you are righteous has evolved from my east soil.

Past!"
To be continued...
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