Chapter 2175

Martial Uncle Li took a deep breath and forcibly restrained the impulse to slap the other party to death: "what's the second condition?"

"Hang this plaque on your sign!"

When the dog Erlang finished, he pulled the silk on the plaque fiercely, and the four big words "sick man of East Asia" instantly detonated the whole practice field!

Too arrogant!

It's so arrogant!

Everyone present was stimulated by dog Erlang's arrogant attitude to all martial arts disciples present.

It should be said that Lingfeng's country once had a war with the sun country. It was half a century ago that the people of the sun country used this plaque to humiliate the dragon country with smoke at that time. After nearly ten years of arduous fighting, we won the final victory.

Slowly, with the passage of time, the hatred between the two countries began to dissipate slowly. Even so, most people can still know this humiliating scene from history books.

Martial Uncle Li suddenly got up, stepped on the stone slab under his feet, and said in a gloomy tone: "you're playing with fire!"

Dog Erlang was startled by the sudden outbreak of martial Uncle Li, and his tone slowed down: "if you don't agree to this condition, you can give up the ownership of this land. Don't you think it's a serious waste to be surrounded by high-rise buildings and a martial arts school covering such a vast area?"

"Get out!"

Uncle Li's tongue was as bright as thunder. He drank loudly and scared dog Erlang to shrink his head.

"Get out!"

"Get out!"

The disciples of the martial arts school shouted loudly at the same time. In fact, they prefer to leave these people directly, but they will be watched by the law enforcement agencies if they hurt people's lives at will in the capital. Moreover, they are just a group of ordinary people who are unable to fight against violent institutions.

Looking at this group of martial arts school disciples with red eyes, the front old man was angry, and Kojiro came and retreated several steps with a guilty heart.

Ling Feng stood behind martial Uncle Li, frowning, not as angry as others.

On the surface, it seems that the other party is trying to plot this land, but is this really the case? Ling Feng could feel that there was a trace of undetectable vitality in the coffin. If ordinary people were in such a state of life, it would not be too much to describe it with Qi as a hairspring.

Just then, his shoulder was held by a thick palm, and behind him was a short and stocky ronin warrior.

Dog Erlang was like taking drugs at once, full of infinite confidence: "Hey, Li sang, don't get excited, don't get excited. I have another suggestion. That is to hang this plaque on the signboard of my martial arts school, on the premise that you can defeat the fighter behind me."

His words stunned everyone. Did this dog Erlang take the wrong medicine?

You know, the fighters of the three countries have worked together in recent days, and each time they have lost their face. Today, they are unlucky to meet the people of yuanyangzong, and 70 or 80 people have broken their hands and feet.

"Father, this man is the president of a big martial arts school in the west of the city." Li Hu whispered when he knew that his father never paid attention to this aspect.

Martial Uncle Li frowned: "what's your plot? You might as well open the skylight and tell the truth."

"Li sang, you are careless. It's just a martial arts competition. If you don't agree with this request, I will investigate your previous injuries. I don't think you want to see your disciples go to jail for a small matter."

Kojiro said triumphantly that he is friendly with some officials and has the status of "international friend", so he can put pressure on diplomacy and politics.

Ling Feng couldn't see it anymore. People can't be shameless: "that dog Erlang, I'm not interested in hanging on the signboard of your martial arts school. If you eat such a big plaque, we'll lose the martial arts competition. Don't say $80 million. Even if our martial arts school land, I can give it with both hands."

Ling Feng said nothing, while digging his nostrils, a lump of black nose shit appeared on his fingers, bent his fingers and bounced, accurately falling into the open mouth of dog Erlang.

As soon as the dog Erlang wanted to say something, he felt something in his mouth. When he saw Ling Feng's action, he couldn't understand: "vomit..."

The short and stocky ronin warrior's eyes flashed, and his eyes to Ling Feng were all cautious. It was obvious that he had seen Ling Feng's hand.

When did he suffer such a loss? He even spit up the sashimi he ate in the morning.

"Baga... Vomit..."

"NIMA, add another one. Lick the ground for me if you lose. Close the door!"

Ling Feng frowned and looked at the vomit on the ground. Was this guy a cleanliness addict? He completely ignored the power of nose excrement. There were smart martial arts disciples next to him. As soon as he heard of closing the door, he immediately closed the door.

Closing the door and beating the dog is an idiom that people in the dragon country are very familiar with. It happened that there was another one named dog Erlang, which was quite suitable for the occasion.

The short and stocky man murmured a lot of bird language. Dog Erlang's face changed greatly. He just wanted to say something. When the man stared, dog Erlang immediately counseled and said angrily, "who are you? Curator Li, can his words represent your martial arts school?"

"Yes, his words represent the final opinion of our martial arts school!" martial Uncle Li half narrowed his eyes, took another sip of tea, and whispered to the disciples around him.

"OK! We all agreed to your request. Will you start the martial arts competition now? Or wait for your experts to come?" dog Erlang asked simply, looking at Ling Feng.

Based on the information he collected, the information of Tenglong martial arts school up and down, even the sweeping aunt, was made clear. He really didn't know where Lingfeng came from.

Ling Feng shook his head: "it's better to hit the sun than choose a day. Let's start now!"

"Elder martial brother, father, please sit down and watch the war." Li Hu respectfully came to Ling Feng, lowered his voice and said to Ling Feng.

Ling Feng looked back. Uncle Li looked at him with a smile and pointed to an empty seat beside him.

Ling Feng was also impolite. He walked over and sat down: "martial Uncle Li, these ronin warriors are not simple. That ronin is about the peak level of dark strength. No one in the martial arts school is his opponent except you. Other ad ronin are also Mingjin's strength."

Although Ling Feng despises the strength of these martial artists, he is an opponent that can not be underestimated for other disciples of the martial arts school, so Ling Feng has to remind them.

"Well, tujiwa dogs are vulnerable."

Martial Uncle Li has a trace of arrogance on his face. He really has reason to be arrogant.

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