Today's Liu Yanhong seemed different from the past. The two of them turned around. She had already leaned over a few steps, and her hands had already pulled Xiao Qiufeng. She was very tired of voice and soft-tempered, and asked, "Brother-in-law, where are you going? Are you not going back with me?"

Sima Luo said: "Xiaohong, we have big things to do, hehe----- we want to teach a lesson. Do you want to go and see it?"

Sima Luo did not care about Xiao Qiufeng's murderous eyes and said temptingly: "What's the point of fighting with your admirer? I'll be satisfied when you see your brother-in-law teach a lesson to the master of the stick."

What can Liu Yanhong do if she is a little girl? But if she goes together, Xiao Qiufeng will never be embarrassed in front of her sister-in-law, so he will be more confident.

Liu Yanhong didn't come back to her senses and asked, "Bang, what's the Bang?"

"It's those Niao Guo people who admit their ancestors wrongly and want to take everything. Xiaohong, you read so many books, you won't even know this!"

Liu Yanhong finally understood, glared at the man, and shouted: "China is also a country of civilization and etiquette. You should be more polite, so you can speak politely? The call of a stick is very rude."

"Okay, okay, we are going to teach the Park Jungshu, who is known as Dongfang Bubai. Did the second lady of the Liu family hear it clearly? She is sweating. The name of this stick is not something I know, and it doesn't matter to me."

As a civilized person, Sima Luo has always been very polite, but now he is being taught by this little girl for being rude. He feels very unhappy.

But Liu Yanhong pulled Xiao Qiufeng's hand tighter and said happily: "Go, go, of course I have to go. Last time my brother-in-law picked a hundred of them, which was really satisfying to see. Of course, I can't miss it today."

I was happy, but I thought it was just playing mahjong?

"This is a man's business. Why are you, a little girl, running over to do? My mother is still worried about you. Go back quickly. There is nothing you have to do here."

Xiao Qiufeng spoke unhappily, and when he was doing things, he didn't like to be with a scoundrel around him.

"Tsk, you beat the boy who pursued me and made me unable to find a boyfriend in the college in the future. I haven't settled this account with you yet, no. You must take me there, otherwise I'll shout help."

It's such a good thing that I just finished doing it and got embarrassed again. I can't be too good to this little girl.

"Welcome, welcome. Don't worry, after teaching the stick, I'll treat you. Where can Yanhong like to eat, order whatever you want, I can bleed heavily."

Liu Yanhong raised her hand and was happy. There was nothing left about Xiao Qiufeng.

The three of them came to Shanghai's most famous Swan Lake Hotel. Before entering the gate, a bodyguard who had been guarding here had already rushed up.

"Young master, Dongfang Bubai is clamoring again, and the scolding is very ugly. The brothers can't control themselves and want to rush up and beat people up."

Maybe these days, Sima Luo has been scolded to a lot of thick skin. He smiled and said, "Don't worry. Today I invited a master to make sure that he would not leave after eating. Notify your brothers to gather in the practice room."

He also wanted to take this opportunity to teach a good class for the bodyguards in the Sima family. Don’t learn a few skills, just think that he is a master. When something happens, he can’t even send a bird to use.

The bodyguard rushed in in surprise and notified him, while Sima Luo led the two straight into the elevator and soon arrived at the 36th floor of the hotel.

The 36th floor is a large entertainment hall. In addition to the gym, there is also a chess and card room and a game hall. At this moment, the three of them came out of the elevator door and heard the sarcastic Mandarin voice from afar: "Chinese------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Hearing this tone, he was the same as the little Japanese. Liu Yanhong had just taught Sima Luo a lesson. At this moment, he said with great displeasure: "It's indeed a stick, you will know it as soon as you hear the sound."

Xiao Qiufeng was stunned, but Sima Luo could not help but laugh and covered his mouth and laughed secretly. Who would hate this kind of bird man?

"It's okay, just let your brother-in-law kick him more later, and you'll be able to help you get rid of anything."

As soon as Sima Luo said, Liu Yanhong really came to Xiao Qiufeng's side and said with a righteous look on her face: "Brother-in-law, you must teach him a lesson. This is related to the honor of the nation and the self-esteem of the Chinese. Never let us down. Damn, it has risen to national justice. Why don't you get promoted by yourself?

I walked into the practice room and had a large area. Except for a weapon stand at the base of the wall, there was a thin floor on the floor. It seemed that the hotel's land measures were really inverted.

"Mr. Sima, you Chinese are really disappointing me. We, the Korean nation, came with sincerity, but unexpectedly, you didn't even have people to entertain. You let me sit here for three days, and there was no one to train. Could it be that the Chinese martial arts that have been passed down from the Korean nation have not been exhibited in such years, and are they still standing still?"

As expected, birds of a feather flocked to each other. Sima Luo interacted with such shameless people, and he didn't know how the word "shame" was written.

"Fuck, Chinese martial arts are profound and profound, and have accumulated a foundation for thousands of years. How can you compare to your little stick country? After learning a few tricks, you are here to show off. No wonder the world calls your country a shameless stick. Good things are all you, and people are shameless."

The young girl, who has always been elegant, actually said such a righteous sentence, but the vulgar words were really shocked. People are indeed inappropriate, and they seem to be talented.

"Xiaohong, don't be rude. Master Park is a martial arts genius, but the first-class master of the Korean nation has real kung fu, so it's not as unbearable as you said. You'll know after trying it later." At this moment, Sima Luo taught Liu Yanhong a lesson.

But this thing is really pretending to be like that.

Park Jung-shu, who is known as the Oriental Bubai, was really angry before. He wore a white Taekwon uniform and was furious. However, when he heard Sima Luo's words, he raised his head proudly, as if he would not argue with the little girl who had not smelled her breasts, so as not to lose his identity.

Xiao Qiufeng shook his head. There are many people with silly brains every day. Today, there are a lot of them. Seeing that Master Park is tall but has unstable foundation, he has never learned the skills of internal strength at all. It is rare to show off his martial arts and power with just a few taekwon like Sanda.

In Xiao Qiufeng's eyes, this kind of person is ridiculously mentally retarded. Master Park should be called Pu Dashi.

"Master Park, today I will invite this brother to you, and he will do a few tricks. Why don't you guys cut it off?" Sima Luo held the fox's smile on his lips, but he spoke very carefully.

Master Park looked very proud and glanced at Xiao Qiufeng indifferently. Seeing that this young man Yushu was handsome, he looked handsome, but his body was light and didn't look like a martial artist at all. He said proudly: "I have always punched heavily, but I am afraid that if I accidentally hurt my friends, it will damage the style of a warrior of our Korean nation."

The smelly fart is simply unbearable.

I don’t know why, even though the country is weak in its primary school, every word is full of big words. Maybe it has been assimilated by the Japanese. The inferiority complex always needs to be used to constantly say big to express the belief in inner survival.

Before Sima Luo could speak, Xiao Qiufeng had already stepped forward gently.

"You don't need to be polite. With your three-legged cat's skills, you can't hurt me. I can only use one hand to beat you to death."

Such a person can also be called a master, and there is really no one in the world.

Several bodyguards were already covering their mouths and laughing secretly. The birdman was also a guest of honor and was embarrassed to make things dark. But these days, he was really angry. At this moment, someone dared to ridicule him like this, so he was extremely unhappy.

The proud face was already furious, his eyes were open, and he stared at Xiao Qiufeng, his hands were already exercising, making a "click" sound.

"Today I must let you know what real strength is, and our Korean national Taekwondo is authentic."

Park Jung-soo was already angry, and he could learn martial arts with this kind of cultivation. He was simply a scum among martial arts.

Sima Luo shook his head and retreated aside. Park Zhengshu has been arrogant enough these days. Many people have seen it. Even if he was beaten a little badly today, he would be humiliating himself. I believe he can't blame him.

Just fight, fight, it's best to beat him so that even his mother can't recognize him.

"Then what are you waiting for? I'm just about to see what is authentic?" Xiao Qiufeng's contemptuous words stimulated the master-level figure. He shook his Taekwon shirt and opened his arms. He was already drinking and roaring and rushed over.

Xiao Qiufeng is really not interested in this kind of servant who cannot get into the market, even lacks interest in Zhan Lianye's lesson just now, and there is no challenge at all.
Chapter completed!