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Chapter 293

"Since ancient times, a beauty deserves a hero. You can only be considered a hero if you can only be literary but not martial. Although I lost to you, it doesn't mean that you are qualified to win the beauty. If you have the guts, you accept the challenge of one of my friends! Not this time Music is punching! If you win, I promise not to appear in your field of vision again. If you lose, please obediently give up on Murong Wei.

Signed: Li Xiahui..."

Shit, has this guy gone epileptic?I almost lost my underwear, what about PK?He should still be in the hospital with bandages on, and it's still going to be a fight. Are you out of your mind?
No, the letter said it was his friend.Shit, he wouldn't pay a lot of money to hire some kind of killer, right?
"This Li Xiahui, although he didn't like it before, he didn't hate it. Why is he acting like a mad dog now? Don't go there!" Murong Wei snatched the challenge letter from Han Qiu's hand, and frowned slightly.

"Yeah, Brother Qiu, I also think he must have some kind of conspiracy. It was too grand, and he even sent a letter!" Zheng Taibu said worriedly: "She must have invited some kind of expert to take revenge. Be fooled by him!"

"Big idiot, don't be brave." Zhong Yiyi's tone was a little eager.

Li Xiahui?Unexpectedly, he is such a person.Ouyang Feifei listened quietly at the side without speaking.At the same time, I was rejoicing that if Han Qiu's talent hadn't overwhelmed Li Xiahui, I might have invited him into the studio.Can a person with this kind of character be trusted?

"Hey, I actually don't want to go, but I can't go if I don't. He thought I was afraid." Han Qiu said seriously, "I see his posture. If he doesn't take revenge, he will be a bad person. Even if I Pushed it away, what about next time? Next time? He will always make troubles, this kind of brat is the most difficult to deal with, if you don’t beat him to the ground at once, if you are afraid, you may have endless troubles.”

Everyone bowed their heads and remained silent.

After a long time, Murong Wei sighed softly, and said with self-reproach: "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have talked to him at that time, and I shouldn't have deliberately angered you, making him feel that there is an opportunity to take advantage of, and the result is getting deeper and deeper ..."

"It's commendable to be able to recognize your own mistakes...cough cough...don't be sad, just kidding...the past is over, don't mention it again." Han Qiu raised the letter paper in his hand, swishing: "Isn't it just a fight? There's nothing to worry about. I'm powerless."

This sentence is true, yesterday suddenly increased strength, Han Qiu has not yet fully adapted to this new strength, and always accidentally damages things, Li Xiahui is good, sent to the door to practice his hands and adjust the adjustment.This feeling of having nowhere to use it is really driving people crazy!

Han Qiu asked for Li Xiahui's phone number from Murong Wei, and called.

"Have you received the challenge letter? Did you pee your pants in fright?" As soon as the call was connected, Li Xiahui laughed arrogantly, and then let out a "hiss" in pain. Broken legs.

Thinking of the crying and laughing appearance of Li Xiahui on the other end of the phone, Han Qiu almost couldn't help laughing: Li Shuaiguo, you are so rich!
"I'm worried about you peeing your pants. I should have broken your third leg if I knew it earlier. It will be done once and for all, so as not to dirty your pants and bedding." Han Qiu pretended to be sympathetic, and sighed deeply: "Look You are suffering, and I feel bad in my heart, benefactor, it is really impossible, cut it off."

"Cut you MLGB! You're ready for me!" Li Xiahui's tone was a little angry: "The friend who challenges you this time is the owner of the Taekwondo gym!"

Rub, so awesome!This guy really spent a lot of money, to hire such a high-level foreign aid!
"Hey, when is it time to repay the grievance...how much do you know about the past?" Han Qiu remembered that he had failed in ancient prose.

"Haha, are you scared, you idiot? If you don't dare to come, get out as soon as possible and get as far away from Murong Wei as possible!" Li Xiahui yelled a few times, then accidentally pulled the wound, baring his teeth in pain and screaming.

"Don't talk nonsense, just report the time and place." Han Qiu said impatiently.

"It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day. Just tonight, at the Taekwondo gym, of course, I can let them close the hall and not allow them to watch, and it can be regarded as saving face for you." Li Xiahui said proudly: "If you are not afraid of making a fool of yourself, I will You can call more people to cheer for you."

"Call more people, I like to be lively." Han Qiu said bluntly, because he was sure that Li Xiahui would call many people to watch him make a fool of himself. If he asked him to close the library, he would just be ridiculed, without any real meaning significance.

After saying this, he hung up the phone directly, met the concerned eyes of several people, and smiled calmly: "Why are you nervous? Isn't he just a curator of Taekwondo, what's so scary?"

Several people gasped after hearing this.

"The curator of the Rongcheng Taekwondo Hall is a Korean. He used to be a member of the national team. He can cut off three layers of wood with one foot." Ouyang Feifei is very familiar with the people and things in Rongcheng. Shi Shi said with a hint of worry on his face: "Over the past few years, many people have come to compete with each other. No one can survive the three moves, and many of them have suffered serious internal injuries. I think you'd better not go .”

"Ah? So scary?" Murong Wei and Zhong Yiyi were surprised, and raised their hearts in their throats: "It's better not to go, Sister Feifei, you are familiar, can you help me?"

"That Korean is very arrogant and conceited. It seems that he has a sense of superiority in front of the Chinese. I'm not sure, so I can only do my best." Ouyang Feifei took out her mobile phone and was about to order her assistant to deal with the matter, but was suddenly caught Han Qiu stopped him.

"This is a war that must be won, so let me bring everyone's blessings to the battlefield!" In Han Qiu's eyes, the flames of war were burning...

Ouyang Feifei suddenly felt an inexplicable palpitation in her heart. She felt that Han Qiu's eyes were filled with irrefutable momentum. Once a decision was made, it would never be changed.This is very similar to myself, the only difference is that it seems to be more determined than myself!
As for this look, Murong Wei and Zhong Yiyi are no strangers to it, they have long been used to it...

Hey, this idiot, he really agreed, he is looking for a dead end!Li Xiahui hung up the phone triumphantly, feeling a burst of complacency in his heart, this time he must make that idiot suffer!
Damn, you dare to break my legs, this time I want you to give them back!

This curator of Taekwondo spent a lot of money and was recruited with great difficulty through the relationship of the upper class. Moreover, this guy is very rigid. If he insists on handing over some kind of war letter, he must use the phone and the Internet. The primitive communication method of letters took a lot of effort.At night, you must give that idiot a few more kicks, and kick back the extra effort!

The only regret is that my legs are broken, so I can't participate in it personally, and I have revenge...

Li Xiahui thought about it carefully, but this is still not enough to relieve his anger. It is better to let more people know about it. The more people who know about it, the more embarrassing Han Qiu will be!
So he posted the matter online again.

Soon, the news spread on the Internet at a crazy speed as if it had grown wings.

"China-Korea Martial Arts Contest, Allowing College Students to Challenge Taekwondo Masters", this title made Li Xiahui painstakingly made it look like the beginning of the world, one is to create a sensational effect and attract attention, and the other is to give the disgraceful role he played to the audience. Cover up, lest you get a reputation for being narrow-minded.

Thirdly, as soon as the outline is on the line, the game must be won.If you lose, you will lose not only your personal face, but also the face of other Chinese people. It is impossible not to be scolded as a pig's head.

Li Xiahui looked at the heated discussions on the Internet, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: Now even I admire my own operation level, now it's like stringing up that idiot with an iron skewer and roasting it on the fire .This feeling of avenging yourself by pretending to be someone else's hand is so fucking cool!
"The man with heat stroke wants to fight with the Koreans?"

"The man with heat stroke wants to fight a Korean duel?"

"Has the man with heatstroke become Korean?"

The forum of Rongcheng University was in chaos, and all kinds of hearsay news came one after another, making the hearts of a group of animals very itchy.Fighting is really exciting, and fighting Koreans is even more fucking ecstasy!
However, this opponent seems to be a bit strong...

In the evening, at the gate of the sparsely populated Taekwondo gym, people queuing up filled the entire street.

"Sorry, we don't allow idlers to enter or leave this hall, it's only open to members."

This rule directly blocked most people from the Taekwondo gymnasium, but the few people who usually apply for membership in this gymnasium waved their membership cards triumphantly, and walked away with their heads held high. Go inside, leaving a large group of people yelling outside.

"TMD, it's a dilapidated restaurant, what kind of members and non-members are there, do you think it's rare?"

"Even the Olympic Games are not so repulsive, at least it has to be broadcast live on TV!"

"It's a big deal not to watch it, it's too fucking disappointing!"

The yelling was lively, but few people were willing to leave. They squeezed at the door and listened to the sound inside.Just like when football was still popular in China in the past, many infatuated fans squatted outside the stadium in groups and listened to the game by ear without buying a ticket.

"Damn, let's see who's here?"

Under the gaze of everyone, Han Qiu wore a light sportswear and carried his sports backpack, and walked slowly from a distance surrounded by Murong Wei, Zhong Yiyi, Zheng Taibu, Zhou Yang and others.

The crowd suddenly became excited.

"Heatstroke man, you must defeat Bangzi! Win glory for the country!"

"Damn, what kind of stupid membership system did Bangzi set up, and we won't be allowed in. Sunstroke man, you must vent your anger on us!"

"Support the heat stroke men kicking hall!"

Kick the pavilion?A Korean in the restaurant, with a disdainful smile on his mouth, shook his head slightly...

(End of this chapter)