Chapter 1311

"Arrogance

Four or five Korean Taekwondo coaches roared and rushed to Zhao Fugui. A Korean jumped up fiercely, and one flew to kick Zhao Fugui.

Zhao Fugui didn't even look at his backhand. A hand knife cut the boy's shin bone directly. With a "click" sound, the boy's shin bone was cut off by Zhao Fugui's palm, and he fell to the ground with a scream, holding his leg and wailing.

The second Korean was grabbed by Zhao Fugui's leg and used to the ground. Although the floor of the Taekwondo Hall was made of wood, the boy was still knocked unconscious by Zhao Fugui.

After three Korean Taekwondo coaches even three seconds did not resist, in the blink of an eye by Zhao Fugui all clean up, either holding hands and feet wailing, or has fainted.

In just a few seconds, these Korean people, who usually have eyes above the top, were defeated. They all lay on the ground and wailed. No matter the students in the Taekwondo Hall or the onlookers outside the Taekwondo Hall, no one thought that Zhao Fugui was so fierce that he chose the biggest Taekwondo Hall in the provincial capital.

Those Chinese Taekwondo coaches dare not go up. They look at Zhao Fugui in horror. These Korean Taekwondo masters can't deal with Zhao Fugui. How dare they fight with Zhao Fugui.

These Taekwondo practitioners are so common that they are not even as good as the leg master Zhao Fugui brought by Lei Heng in the mountain forest last time. That guy can make 16 heavy legs in one breath, while Jin Jianxiong is no more than three or four legs.

It's said that compared with zhenzhuan, these people are not reasonable compared with the half step zhenzhuan leg master of Zhuque special team.

"Damn it, it's amazing. I've met a Wulin expert!" Outside the Taekwondo Hall, the onlookers murmured.

"When these guys came to the provincial capital to kick the hall, they also said that there were no experts in China. Today, our experts beat them to shit as soon as they hit them. It's too fierce!" There are guys excited to say.

"It turns out that we Huaxia really have a master. You see, he has leveled off so many Korean people with only one hand. If he doesn't lift up this Taekwondo Hall with two hands!"

People outside the Taekwondo Hall are talking about it. Coach Li from the fitness hall next door was ready to leave. Unexpectedly, when they heard the news, they rushed to see that Zhao Fugui had leveled the Taekwondo Hall.

"My mother, I didn't expect Mr. Zhao to be a real expert. Look at that Jin Jianxiong, he kicked me with a concussion at the beginning. I lived in the hospital for more than half a month. I didn't expect that this boy was even today, lying on the ground like a dead dog!" Li coach next to a fitness coach murmured.

"I didn't expect Mr. Zhao to do what he said. He really beat these people. He is a master, absolutely a master!" Even coach Li murmured.

"Oba, what's the matter with you? Don't worry about it!" The male students of Taekwondo Hall all feel that they have no light on their face, and even someone picked the whole Taekwondo Hall by himself. These Korean coaches are not even opponents of others in group fights.

The Korean coaches were very nervous, but they didn't feel worried.

"Bang!"

Zhao Fugui went to the outside of the Taekwondo Hall and jumped up. He directly kicked the plaque of the Korean orthodox Taekwondo Hall hanging outside the Taekwondo Hall to pieces.

"Good!" Seeing this scene, the people inside the Taekwondo Hall were mourning for the examination and approval, while the onlookers outside the Taekwondo Hall cheered loudly. They felt that there was light on their face, and even a lot of people clapped and clapped.

"Get out of here. From a few days on, there is no Taekwondo Hall in this commercial street!" Zhao Fugui cheered to the people in the Taekwondo Hall.

In the Taekwondo Hall, the Chinese coaches and the male students left with their own things in a hurry. The female students glared at Zhao Fugui with hatred and held their Korean oba together to leave.

"I can't just let it go. This asshole injured all the coaches and called the police. He deliberately hurt people and called the police to catch him!" A female student is not willing to whisper.

"It's not very good. I heard that no one will call the police even if they are injured in the wudaoshe competition. It's related to the glory of the warrior. It's not very good to call the police!" Another female student hesitated to say.

"We are not warriors. What glory do we want? In order to avenge Europa, let alone the glory of warriors, I am willing to die for Europa!" The female student who spoke earlier retorted discontentedly.

With that, the female students secretly took out their mobile phones and called the police directly. Then they took a look at Zhao Fugui with hatred, showing a look of schadenfreude.

I hurt so many Korean friends in public. It's intentional. It's enough for this bastard to go to jail. Several female students thought happily.

"Mr. Zhao, we're here to help!" Coach Li and several of them rushed over and exclaimed excitedly that Zhao Fugui had defeated the Korean. Coach Li felt the same and felt that they had light on their face. They ran over without waiting for Zhao Fugui to greet them."Throw out all those Korean things and empty the Taekwondo Hall!" Zhao Fugui waved his hand.

"Well, coach Zhao, you can see that!" Several fitness coaches rubbed their hands excitedly, nodded and got into the Taekwondo Hall, and began to throw things out.

Boss Li didn't expect that Zhao Fugui had solved these Korean people so cleanly. When he came down from the upstairs, several fitness coaches had already thrown almost everything inside.

But just at this time, several police cars drove directly into the commercial street, and seven or eight policemen came down from the police cars.

"What's the matter? Why do you throw other people's things around and hurt them? " A policeman in the shape of a captain frowned and asked.

"I've rented this store. These Korean people occupy my store. Naturally, I'll throw away their things!" Zhao Fugui said faintly, "as for why these people are injured, they want to challenge me. As a warrior, I compete with them. It's inevitable that some people will be injured. You don't need to care about these things, do you?"

"A contest between martial artists?" The team leader frowned. There are many competitions in martial arts. Generally, as long as people are not killed or maimed, the police really don't care.

As for martial arts training, the occasional duel between martial arts practitioners may lead to injuries. If the police are in charge of it, then everyone will not have to practice martial arts and learn to dance instead.

"In this case, send the person to the hospital first, and see what the party concerned says!" The team leader waved his hand and was ready to close the team. At this time, a black Mercedes Benz came over. A man came down from the car and said a few words to the police captain. The policeman's face suddenly changed and he looked at Zhao Fugui solemnly.