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1967

On the bus.

Zhou Weidao held his phone and called Xu Taiping.

"Director Xu, it's just as you've thought. These Koreans have provoked us the moment they arrived. You can see that their goal this time is very simple. They've come precisely to humiliate us!" Zhou Weidao said.

"Of course, last time, I beat up that Jin Enxu single-handedly into a retard. With the personality of a pickled vegetable, he will definitely come find me for revenge, this Jin Cong Zhao had already investigated this before, and he has a close relationship with Jin Enxu, so it's very normal for him to provoke them, it's not normal if he doesn't provoke them, since the Koreans want to slap their faces, then it's not a big deal, just do as we said before!" Xu Taiping's voice came over the phone.

"Un, got it!"

On the other side, Jin Zhong Zhao and his men called for a taxi and headed towards the hotel that Zhou Weidao had mentioned earlier.

The hotel was indeed a very good one in Bajie City. However, when they checked in, Jin Zhong Zhao and the others got angry again.

"What?" Everyone lives in a standard room? " An assistant who was with the group looked at the front desk and asked excitedly.

"Yes, the orders we receive here all show that they are standard rooms." The front desk girl said with a smile.

"Bastard, we are here to participate in the Asian Regional Selection of the World's Strongest Martial Arts Tournament. Why don't you let us stay in the standard room?" Do you see these people? They are the most powerful martial artists in our country. Do you think that with their status, they can live in a standard room? " The assistant pointed at Jin Zhong Zhao and the others.

"I'm sorry, I can't live in the standard room. It doesn't depend on my identity, but on whether I have a reservation …" The front desk girl maintained her smile and said.

"Bastard, bastard from the Chinese Martial Arts Association!" They must have snubbed us on purpose, that must be it! " The assistant said angrily.

"Assistant Pu Zi, don't get angry easily, since we know that they are deliberately underestimating us, then if we get angry, it would be equivalent to falling into their trap. Xu Taiping is a cunning Chinese man, for the sake of getting the placing to represent Asia, he will definitely use all kinds of tricks, we must not fall into their trap!" Jin Zhongzheng said in a deep voice.

"Got it, Mr. Jin!" The assistant named Pu nodded, then looked at the front desk and said, "We don't need a standard room, we need to get our own room. Open up the presidential suite. "

"Sorry, sir, all of our suites have been reserved by the Chinese Martial Arts Association." The front desk girl said with a smile.

"What?" All the suites were reserved by the Chinese Martial Arts Association? "Then how do they give us the standard room?" Assistant Pu asked excitedly.

"Of course, the suites are for more respected guests. Of course, this is just my guess. After all, I'm not a member of the Chinese Martial Arts Association." The front desk girl said with a smile.

"Bastard, you've gone too far, you've gone too far!" Assistant Pu Zi clenched his fist and said.

"Indeed, this is bullying!"

"That's right, Chinese people are really not polite at all!" A few of the pickles in the group also followed along.

"Calm down!" "Since there is no presidential suite here, we will go to other hotels!"

With that, he led the way out of the hotel.

The group saw that Jin Zhong Zhao had left and quickly followed him.

Coincidentally, there was also a 5-star hotel near this hotel. Jin Zhong Zhao and his group walked directly towards it after ten minutes.

At the front desk of the hotel, Assistant Pu Zi said to the front desk girl with a straight face, "I want to book a room. We want all of your presidential suites."

"I'm sorry, sir. The presidential suite of our hotel has all been booked!" The front desk girl said with a smile.

"Blocked out? How is this possible? "What kind of good day is it today?" Assistant Pu asked in surprise.

"It's like this, because today is the day of the Asian region's preliminaries of the World's Strongest Martial Arts Competitor Competition, so our presidential suite is used to receive fighters from all over Asia." The front desk girl said.

"You mean that your presidential suite was reserved by the Chinese Martial Arts Association to receive fighters?" Assistant Pu asked.

"Yes, sir." The front desk girl said with a smile.

"Bastard!" Assistant Pu Zi said angrily, "Why is it that they are all presidential suites but we are the standard suite!"

"Assistant Pu, remain calm!" "All of this is their scheme!"

"But they went too far!" Assistant Pu said.

"Heh, Xu Taiping won't do anything to win, so we can't fall for his trick. Since there's no presidential suite here, let's go somewhere else. There are a lot of hotels nearby!" Jin Zhong Zhao said.

"Okay, I know, Mr. King." Assistant Pu nodded.

After that, they went to another hotel.

The sky was getting dark, and even after changing into several other hotels, Jin Zhongzheng and his men were still unable to find any hotels with presidential suites.

Almost the entire presidential suite of the high-end hotels in Shanghai had been booked!

Now, even if Jin Zhongzheng knew that Xu Taiping was purposely trying to anger them, he still found it hard to bear.

"Since we don't have a presidential suite, we just need a luxurious single room." Jin Chongguo said from the bottom of his heart.

"I have no choice but to do this, otherwise the sky will be getting dark!" Assistant Pu Zi said as he looked at the front desk girl in front of him, "Then we want a luxurious single room."

"We don't have a single room anymore, Mr. Xu Taiping, the president of our China Martial Arts Association, booked all the single rooms in our hotel, only those with tickets for the Asian region competition of the world's strongest martial arts gathering can stay in our single room!" The front desk girl said with a smile.

"What do you mean?" Assistant Pu asked in surprise.

"As long as you have the ticket to spectate, you will be able to stay in a single room in our hotel for free. This is the agreement that the richest man in Asia, Mr. Xu Taiping, signed with our hotel!" The front desk girl said.

Just as the front desk girl finished her sentence …

Bang!

A loud sound echoed out.

A heavy slap landed on the marble surface of the reception desk.

The entire marble table was shattered into several pieces, showing how powerful this palm was.

"It's Xu Taiping again!" Standing in front of the shattered marble table, Jin Zhong Zhao looked coldly at the front desk girl and said, "He actually doesn't even let us take a room, that's intolerable! "How much does he pay for the reserved rooms? We'll pay double!"

"Sir, I'm sorry, but our hotel is a Reputation Hotel and we emphasize the spirit of contract. Therefore, no matter how much money you pay, there's nothing you can do. Also, to be honest, Mr Xu is the richest man in Asia. It's not a wise decision to compare money with him!" The front desk girl said with a smile.

"Bastard, I don't believe that I won't be able to find a single room in Weishan City!" Jin Chongguo clenched his fists in anger and turned around to leave.

"Sir, you destroyed our front desk, please compensate us at the price, otherwise I will have to call the police!" The front desk girl said with a smile.

Jin Zhongzheng's footsteps paused, and then he turned around to look at the front desk girl with a hideous expression, "Even you want to make things difficult for us?"

"No, I'm just a worker. I won't make things difficult for anyone." The front desk girl said with a smile.

"If you want to accompany him, go and find Xu Taiping to make up for it! He's rich!" As he spoke, he turned around and walked out.

"Okay!" The front desk girl smiled, then took a deep breath and shouted, "Security!"

The next moment, a group of hotel security guards ran over in a hurry.

"This person destroyed the hotel's property and controlled it. In addition, call the police immediately!" The front desk girl pointed at Jin Zhong Zhao and shouted.

"Yes sir!" A few security guards immediately surrounded Jin Zhong Zhao.

"You want to stop me?" At this moment, he was in a very bad mood, on the verge of exploding. If these security guards dared to do anything to him, he would definitely let them feel the anger of the number one expert of the Pickle Nation.

The security guards were not scared by him. They surrounded him and pointed sticks at him.

"Destroying the hotel's property, don't even think about leaving!" A security guard said with a straight face.

At this moment, the pickled vegetables country's people gathered around.

"None of you move, these people are mine!" Jin Zhong Zhao twisted his head, then walked towards the security guard with a savage expression.

After which, waves of miserable shrieks sounded.

The people from pickled vegetables country stood at the side coldly, looking at the security guards who had been ravaged.

These security guards actually dared to block Jin Zhong Zhao, they were really tired of living.

The few security guards were naturally no match for Jin Zhong Zhao, and they were all knocked to the ground in a matter of seconds.

After venting for a while, Jin Zhong finally felt better. With a cold expression on his face, he walked out of the hotel.

Just as they left the hotel, several police cars stopped in front of Jin Zhong Zhao. Following that, a group of police officers got out of the cars and surrounded Jin Zhong Zhao.

"Police officer, arrest him, he hit our security guards!" A staff member of the hotel shouted.

"Beat him up? "Handcuff me!" One of the policemen pointed at Jin Zhong Zhao with a darkened face.

At the sight of these policemen, Jin Zhong Zhao's expression slightly changed. He didn't expect the police to arrive so quickly.

"I'm here to participate in the world's strongest martial arts gathering. My name is …"

"I don't care what your name is, beating people up in China is illegal, come with us to the police station!" The policeman said.

Then, one of the policemen came up behind Jin Zhong Zhao, took out the handcuffs, and handcuffed Jin Zhong Zhao's hands.

When the handcuffs clicked, Jin Zhongzheng's heart skipped a beat. He seemed to feel that he … It was as if he had fallen into Xu Taiping's trap.