President Bingshan’s personal doctor

Chapter 298 Afraid of Your Kidney Deficiency
  Zhou Hang smiled, turned to look at the middle-aged man sitting next to him, nodded slightly and said: "Mr. Park, I have always admired your Taekwondo, and I can see your style again tomorrow."

Park Dasheng, who was sitting next to Zhou Hang, was about thirty years old. He was tall and tall with thick eyebrows and curly hair. He looked very energetic. He nodded slightly, but there was a sense of pride in his expression: "Zhou Shaomiao praised, our country's Taekwondo has always been the best." They are all top martial arts in the world, and it is an honor for me to have the honor of showing them to Master Zhou."

"Mr. Park is so humble. You are a five-time international Taekwondo champion. How many people in the world are better than you?"

Gu Feng also laughed, and deliberately punched twice, and said proudly: "The masters that I challenged before were too rubbish, and they couldn't catch Mr. Park's moves. I hope that the masters from Tianhai City can... Mr. Park will not be disappointed."

But Park Dasheng shook his head, with disdain on his face: "I no longer have the desire to take action. The so-called national martial arts of China are nothing more than this, so I have no interest in it. When the time comes, it will be enough to let a few of my apprentices take action."

He raised the corner of his mouth, deliberately glanced at Yuan Minglang, shook his head and said indifferently: "The martial arts you are so proud of is now completely empty-handed and has no actual combat effect. How can it compare with my Taekwondo?"

Yuan Minglang was taken aback, and cursed in his heart that this big stick is pretending to be a force, if you fucking meet the Sword King, I'll keep you scared to death!

But he didn't dare to say that. He smiled coyly, gave a thumbs up with a shy face, and exaggeratedly said: "Mr. Park is right! Those old guys practice Tai Chi, and they just exercise. When it comes to martial arts, how can they follow suit?" Mr. Park’s Taekwondo competition!”

He hurriedly poured another glass of wine and smiled dryly: "Mr. Park, I want to toast you too!"

Park Dasheng just glanced at him without any intention of touching the wine glass, which made Yuan Minglang embarrassed.

"Mr. Pu is a martial arts practitioner and cannot drink." Zhou Hang smiled and helped Yuan Minglang out of trouble.

Yuan Minglang nodded repeatedly: "Then I will do it to show my respect!"

He drank the wine in one gulp, and then said: "Everyone has eaten and drank enough. I will take everyone to relax first. Tomorrow, we will go to Tianhai Zhuoyue Martial Arts School!"

"There's no need to relax. I'm a little tired. Let's go back to the hotel and rest." Zhou Hang stood up, carrying the aura of a superior person.

He stood up, and everyone else followed suit. Even Gu Feng stood up obediently and followed him.

Seeing that Zhou Hang didn't want to go out, Yuan Mingliang didn't dare to say anything and smiled coquettishly.

"Okay, Mr. Zhou, you guys have a good rest. I'll pick you up tomorrow."

Zhou Hang nodded and said nothing.

He took everyone back to the hotel, arranged for Park Dasheng and other members of the inspection team to rest in the room, and then returned to his room.

At this moment, apart from Zhou Hang, only Gu Feng and two middle-aged men were left.

Those two middle-aged men never spoke a word, they followed Zhou Hang's side all the time, their faces were resolute, and their bodies exuded a sense of calmness, as if they were people who came out of the army.

"Then Park Dasheng doesn't know whether to live or die." One of the middle-aged men finally said, "How can he insult our country's national martial arts?"

It was hard for him to speak in front of everyone just now, but he felt very uncomfortable after hearing it.

"He just hasn't met a master. Just like the previous sword king of Haidong Province, he can kill him with one sword!"

Another middle-aged man also said, "The real martial art is to kill people, and a real master of martial arts even disdains his flamboyant fists and embroidered legs!"

The two accompanying bodyguards were angry, but Zhou Hang just smiled.

"These two are real masters. Why should they be as familiar with Park Dasheng? He is a member of the inspection team, so let him be happy." He didn't take this to heart. He was not interested in Taekwondo or Karate.

"No way? Mr. Park is the world champion! I think he can break several layers of wood with one kick!"

Gu Feng, who was sitting on one side, blinked and seemed to doubt the words of the two bodyguards.

The two bodyguards just snorted and didn't bother to explain.

Zhou Hang shook his head, looked at Gu Feng and said, "Stop pretending. Didn't the two old men in charge of the Gu family teach you what a master is?"

After Zhou Hang saw through it, Gu Feng's childish face suddenly gained a hint of cunning. He just smiled and stopped talking.

"The Sword King is dead, two of the Thunder Dragon brothers are dead, and Thunder Tiger is in prison. What on earth is this Haidong Province that is so scary?"

Zhou Hang couldn't help but frown.

As soon as the incident in Haidong Province broke out, it attracted the attention of Kyoto, especially the forces behind Fu Yu and Lei Long.

They never expected that it was just a fight between Fu Yu and Thunder Dragon. It would be at least a tug-of-war, but something unexpected happened and both sides were hurt.

The purpose of Zhou Hang and others coming to Haidong Province is not just to bring an inspection team to inspect, but they also want to see what kind of dragon and tiger's den this Haidong Province is!
  "The Sword King is very powerful!" A middle-aged man said, his face full of solemnity, "One step into the master realm, especially his sword, which is extremely fierce. Such a person would make such a choice , it’s incredible.”

"How strong is he?" Zhou Hang's eyes flashed with twinkles.

"The two of us can only kill him if we work together!" Another middle-aged man suddenly burst out with a powerful murderous aura!
  He did not say that even if the two of them join forces to kill the Sword King, at least one person will definitely die!

A trace of solemnity flashed across Zhou Hang's face, and he felt a little relieved. He secretly said in his heart: "Fortunately, the opponent has lost a strong general."

He knew that Lin Meiyu had come to Tianhai and that she had returned. Although he knew that the purpose of Lin Meiyu's coming was to solve the problems in the underground circles in Haidong Province, Zhou Hang would not believe that she, a woman, could do anything.

"There must be some clues left in Haidong Province." Zhou Hang thought to himself, "The major forces in Kyoto are entangled, and now is the opportunity for my Zhou family!"

He raised his head, glanced at a few people, and said calmly: "Go to Tianhai tomorrow. Let's have a good time. I don't think there will be any masters, so I won't go. You two, one of you will go tomorrow to protect Gu Feng." Safety."

"Yes!" Wu Bin and Wu Lang responded.

At this moment, the lazy Su Han was looking at Li Waner who was busy outside through the door of the room with blurred eyes.

His nose twitched, smelling the fragrance of the food, and even moved his index finger. Last night's farewell to Li Waner was better than the wedding, but he was full of passion!
  Su Han didn't bother to get dressed, so he walked directly to the kitchen, reached out from behind, hugged Li Wan'er's waist, and rubbed it against her fragrant hair as if coquettishly.

"Cook something delicious for me?"

Li Waner has a gentle face, and she looks like a perfect wife and mother.

She chuckled, patted Su Han's hand away, and said with a blushing face: "Don't make trouble, go out to wash up and wait for dinner. I'm afraid you have kidney deficiency, so I've stewed wolfberry mutton tripe for you to replenish your body."

　I'm afraid everyone has kidney deficiency, please give me your tickets quickly!

　　
  　
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