The leader of the Chinese Martial Arts Association stepped forward and said: "Master Huang, you have to be merciful and merciful...Although you are a foreign compatriot, you are also a descendant of China. You should have the traditional virtues of our nation...

...right?"

He couldn't continue speaking halfway through. Huang Shaohong looked at him with a half-smile, but his eyes were filled with coldness.

It wasn't until the man looked at him that he didn't dare to show off his dignity, then Huang Shaohong laughed sarcastically and said, "Should all descendants of China be so groveling as you to please foreigners?"

The man's face turned red when he said it, and his face showed an angry look. As the deputy director of the Supervision Team of the Chinese Martial Arts Association, had he ever been treated like this?

Even the great boxer who had mastered the dark energy spoke politely to him, but this was the first time he met such a stupid young man like Huang Shaohong.

However, he was so angry that he couldn't speak. Several subordinates around him couldn't let go of this opportunity to please their superiors, and they all shouted: "How do you speak? Show some respect to our leader!"

Huang Shaohong suddenly felt a murderous intention. He killed more than 10,000 people in the "Huang Feihong" world in the late Qing Dynasty, and he was also looking for Qin world to kill people in Yingye. Although 99% of them were shot from a distance, none of them were killed.

It is undeniable that those people died in his hands, so he accumulated quite a strong killing intent.

At this time, his eyes turned cold, and although there was a light smile on his face, the staff of the Chinese Martial Arts Association felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, and their hearts felt inexplicably cold.

Huang Shaohong asked in an extremely indifferent tone: "You asked me to be merciful and merciful. Just now, this little devil said that if I lose, let me keep one hand. Guess, he said

Is it true or false?”

After he finished speaking, he suddenly pointed at these people: "If each of you leaves a hand today, I will let him go, otherwise, shut up!"

The staff of the Guoshu Association could clearly feel that the other party was definitely not just talking, because just when Huang Shaohong said harsh words, it was like a real coldness that became stronger again.

He turned around and smiled at Mika Abe: "You can press your fingerprints or not, or I can take one of your hands away!"

"I'm willing to admit defeat!" Abe Mika's face was full of humiliation, and he left a handprint on the plaque with his swollen and numb palms stained with his own blood.

Huang Shaohong smiled with satisfaction, then put on a friendly expression and asked Mika Abe: "Do you have any masters in your karate alliance in the capital?"

Abe Mika shook his head: "Our Karate Alliance only has one Anjin warrior in charge of a city. If there is a major incident, people will be sent from Japan. Currently, I am the only one in charge of the capital. However, if I am defeated, there will be others.

Here to challenge you!”

"That means there won't be any masters in a short period of time? There are really few masters in your Japanese country!" Huang Shaohong looked disappointed. He took out a Nokia mobile phone that was common in this era and dialed a phone number.

After being connected, he said: "Master Zhang? Yes, I'm the one who made the plaque, yes, that's me, then what...make me another sign saying 'Both sticks are sick men of East Asia', yes

I'll pick it up tomorrow, okay, we won't be short of money for the work, so don't worry!"

Mika Abe: "..."

Staff of the Chinese Martial Arts Association: “…”

All karate students and coaches watching the match: "..."

Huang Shaohong held up the plaque and said to the driver who had not yet come to his senses: "Let's go, uncle, take me back!"

The driver came to his senses and quickly followed him out. He asked attentively: "My hero, do you want to move to the Taekwondo gym tomorrow? You can hire me as a driver. I'll charge you half the price and let me watch the competition!"

"

"No problem!" Huang Shaohong laughed and was about to walk out of the gym gate with the driver.

When the deputy director of the Chinese Martial Arts Association saw him leaving like this, he quickly chased him out. This time, his attitude was much more correct, and he directly cupped his fists and said: "Master Huang, I am Liu Jianguo, the deputy director of the Supervision Team of the Chinese Martial Arts Association. Can you lend me a step to speak!"

Huang Shaohong stood still, turned around and said, "I don't need to borrow a step. You probably won't be able to pay me back. If you have anything to do, just settle it directly. We are all in a hurry!"

Liu Jianguo smiled apologetically and said, "I don't have anything else to do. I just want to discuss with Master Huang whether we can stop playing in the gym?"

Huang Shaohong looked at the other party with a smile: "As I said before, I am holding a British passport and kicking foreigners' martial arts schools. It seems that they are not under the jurisdiction of the Chinese Martial Arts Association, right?"

"That's true, but after all, the domestic situation is different from that abroad. We value stability, unity, and a harmonious society. Although the martial arts gym you play in is opened by foreigners, it is also a legal and tax-paying martial arts gym after all. You are making such a fuss in the capital,

Some influences are bad!”

Huang Shaohong no longer had any interest in continuing the conversation, and waved his hand: "Let's talk, I'm a little tired today, I'm going back to rest!"

After saying that, he stretched his waist as if no one was watching, and called the driver to walk towards the parking place, leaving several people from the Chinese Martial Arts Association behind him with livid faces.

"This man is too crazy..." A lean Martial Arts Association officer looked at Huang Shaohong's back and muttered in a low voice.

Liu Jianguo's expression suddenly changed, but when he saw Huang Shaohong gradually walked away without any reaction, he felt relieved and turned around to scold:

"If you're not satisfied, just go ahead and complain behind your back. If he hears it and comes back to find trouble, can you handle it?"

The officer was reprimanded by the leader, and his face showed embarrassment. Taking advantage of his good relationship with Liu Jianguo, he immediately laughed and said, "Director, I spoke so quietly, how could he hear me?"

Liu Jianguo snorted coldly: "A great boxer who has mastered the power of darkness has good ears and eyes. Not to mention that you were muttering behind his back just now. Even if you were standing ten steps away, he could hear you clearly!"

When the clerk heard this, he thought of Huang Shaohong's ferocious power when he played in the gym before, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. He was terrified and apologized to Liu Jianguo hurriedly.

Liu Jianguo ignored his subordinate's apology and muttered to himself: "Look at the fusion of northern and southern kung fu. He used the Hongmen boxing method and the Taiji sect hammering method, and he used them both superbly. You can count such people on one hand.

....."

He turned to look in the direction where Huang Shaohong was driving away, and suddenly said: "We can't let him continue to do this. Let's go back... go back and ask if there is a great boxer who is proficient in Hongquan and Taijiquan. Find him.

Come out and talk!"

Huang Shaohong didn't know that the people from the Guoshu Association were checking his details. Even if they knew, they wouldn't care. He was not from this world, so even if they checked, they wouldn't be able to find anything.

At this time, he was extremely happy. No wonder Zhou Binglin said that if he wanted to quickly improve his strength, he had to fight with others.

After this battle with the masters of dark strength at the same level, he finally understood why the masters in this world were so easy to break through in battle.

This is because when people are fighting, their mental power is the most concentrated, even more concentrated than meditating and contemplating. In this case, once the strength is pushed to the extreme, every time you exert your full strength, you will have a deeper understanding of the strength.

In some cases, the body's ability to control strength will also improve.
Chapter completed!