In an ordinary room that seems ordinary.

Three old men who looked extremely extraordinary at first glance sat around the round table in the middle.

They all keep the same distance between each other.

All three have crane hair and baby faces.

His hair is snow-white, but his face is as rosy as a child.

Breathing is long and far beyond ordinary people.

Just sitting there will be the power of a dragon and a tiger.

It is awe-inspiring and dare not underestimate it.

If you are powerful but not angry, you will be hard to offend if you are close.

These eight words are most appropriate to describe the three of them.

The old man in the middle was thin, his eyes opened and closed, and his light appeared faintly.

The whole person was like a piece of extreme ice, and it was like a sword of heaven, with unparalleled sharpness in the coldness.

He glanced at the two people next to him and said with a smile: "The result is coming out, how about it? I guessed it right?"

The old man on the left is broad in heaven. Sitting there, he has a unique taste of being unparalleled.

He shook his head and sighed: "Oh, I've been plotted against this guy Lao Huo again. Forget it, it's just a can of Wuyi Mountain's top-quality big red robes. I, Hong Yuanwu, can still afford to lose."

The old man on his right hand is tall and powerful, as calm as a mountain, and his eyes are like gleaming gems, extremely bright.

He also smashed his mouth and said, "This game doesn't count. Lao Huo, you have a different relationship with the boy named Lin, so this should be considered cheating."

In his tone, he was full of unwillingness.

"Why doesn't it count? I've clearly agreed that this kid will win when he goes abroad. If he stays in China and endures a momentary anger, even if you two win, you are willing to accept the loss. Lao Xing, don't let me look down on you."

The old man in the middle hummed coldly, looking annoyed.

If outsiders see this scene, they will definitely be shocked.

Huo Zhentian, Hong Yuanwu, Xing Ding, the three giants of the Yanhuang Security Secret Committee, actually gathered together to make bets like children.

Moreover, the bet is just a can of tea and a jar of wine.

Perhaps, this is what is called the so-called childlike fun in old age.

At this time, Hong Yuanwu and Old Hong praised softly: "Not to say, this young man named Lin Yu really has a sense of strength to bend than to bend."

Upon hearing this, Xing Ding and Mr. Xing also echoed: "I misread this kid. I didn't expect that he was so rebellious. Even if the sky collapsed, he would rather poke a hole in the sky than bend down."

"Hmph, that's natural, and I don't look at whose bloodline it is."

Huo Zhentian and Mr. Huo snorted proudly, "I am honored."

"What I mean is that he was exactly the same as his grandfather back then. He was so arrogant that no one could learn from others."

Mr. Hong and Mr. Xing nodded at the same time, expressing their deep agreement.

Immediately, they looked at Mr. Huo and asked in a low voice: "You are not going to help him. In recent years, the Koreans have been jumping up and down, and they are very dishonest."

"I don't need to help. Since he dares to agree, he must be prepared."

Mr. Huo said confidently, having an inexplicable confidence.

Then, he frowned slightly: "In recent years, the Koreans have become more and more arrogant because they are American dogs. It is time to teach them a lesson."

"That kid would better use all the energy he was struggling in China. Anyway, it's folk exchanges, and it doesn't matter if it's big."

Mr. Hong's face was filled with a gloating expression.

"The boy in China is quite restrained. You can wait and see. Three million jade dragons flew up, causing Zhou Tianhan to stir upside down. He would not stop easily if he didn't stir Goryeo."

Mr. Huo smiled maliciously,

"It is true that it is easy to ask God to send him to God. After a while, the Koreans will regret it. How can this evil god be used to make a living in China? You must know that even the CIA did not dare to deal with that boy."

"Haha, this time it was obvious that the Americans used the Koreans to test Lin Yu. It was ridiculous that these small countries and few people were still self-righteous. Since they were determined to be dogs, they would have to be beaten."

"Actually, these Korean kimchi are planning well. They think that Lin Yu is injured and will take the opportunity to take advantage of their American master and help them solve their problems. Unfortunately, they may fall into it this time."

Since becoming the American dog, Koriki has been loyal.

I followed my master all day and asked Yan Huang for trouble if I had nothing to do.

This time, letting Lin Yu go and make a fuss, would be a great thing to be happy.

Three people, you say one word, I say one word.

In the conference room, bursts of laughter sounded.

The atmosphere is extremely relaxed.

...

Goryeo Embassy and Consulate, Press Office.

Consul Kim Won-sik faced the camera and talked sternly.

"On behalf of the people of Goryeo, I would like to express great indignation at Lin Yu's behavior. As a warrior, he used force to coerce civilians in the consulate, which was disgusting..."

Before he finished speaking, a reporter asked with a microphone: "Mr. Consul, according to reliable information, the civilian staff is actually a retired military officer in your country. Therefore, the competition between him and Lin Yu should be in a reasonable category. There is no so-called force coercion at all. What do you think about this?"

This sentence made Consul Jin slightly stunned.

Immediately, he waved his hand and said, "I will not comment on those false rumors. In addition, I want to emphasize that Mr. Park Sung-yeol was violently beaten and suffered inhuman abuse."

At this time, another reporter stood up and held the microphone and asked: "Mr. Consul, what you meant by inhuman abuse is the matter of Mr. Park Sung-yeol eating dogs?"

Upon hearing this, Consul Jin couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

"Well, that's what happened. I think it's a kind of trampling on dignity, a cruel abuse, this kind of behavior..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a reporter.

"However, Mr. Consul, according to the videos on the Internet, the whole thing was caused by Mr. Park Sung-yeol's initiative to make a bet with Lin Woo. In the end, he fulfilled the bet willingly. There was no abuse. Moreover, Mr. Lin Woo was quite hospitable and gave Consul Park a bag of spicy strips for free."

Hearing these words, bursts of laughter suddenly rang around.

The videos circulating on the Internet have been watched by the reporters present.

Although the shooting effect was very poor, it did not prevent them from seeing the whole thing clearly.

Amid the laughter, Consul Kim yelled in anger: "Nonsense, this is a completely unreasonable speculation that disrespects the facts. Consul Park Sung-yeol was under a very serious threat at that time, and this was a kind of coercion."

But his explanation is not enough to be convincing.

Soon, another reporter asked with a recording pen: "Mr. Consul, according to the investigation, Mr. Park Sung-yeol's younger brother also ate a bowl of Hok-sung in public not long ago. May I ask, is this a special family inheritance hobby?"

As soon as these words were spoken, laughter sounded again.

The younger brother eats Xiang, and the older brother eats Xiang too.

If explained from a medical perspective, this should be a very rare mental illness and has a special hobby for dirty things.

"Mr. Consul, please explain, Mr. Park Sung-yeol, what is the motivation for asking for kimchi before eating Xiang?"

"Mr. Consul, is it true that kimchi and Xiang has become a new fashion in the upper class of Goryeo as rumored on the Internet?"

"Mr. Consul, can we ask for an interview with Mr. Park Sung-yeol? According to the video, he showed a very entangled enjoyment when eating spicy strips and dogs. This..."

Questions come like a tide.

In a trance, Consul Jin felt as if he was trapped in a quagmire.

The questions about Xiang and Kimchi were beyond his control.

This kind of shameful topic is appropriate to answer.

Just as he was in a state of great anxiety, the press officer next to him picked up the microphone and said in a deep voice: "Quiet, please be quiet. This is a press conference. Please remember your professional ethics and abide by the rules."

Then, he quietly stuffed a small note into the hands of the Consul Jin.

Gradually, the surroundings became quiet.

Consul Jin lowered his head and quietly glanced at the contents on the note.

Then, he took out a tissue and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Ahem..."

He coughed lightly, cleared his thoughts, and said slowly: "My friends from reporters, this press conference is mainly about the upcoming Three Kingdoms Martial Arts Exchange Conference. Please do not deviate from the topic."

After hearing this, everyone curled their lips secretly.

Just now, it was clearly this guy who took the topic aside.

When it comes to the end, he is actually embarrassed to blame others with a shameful face.

Besides, there is nothing interesting about martial arts exchange meetings.

Nowadays news focuses on a hot spot and attracts attention.

Compared with the topic of Korean people who like to eat Xiang and kimchi, what martial arts exchange meetings are simply weak.

This is not the world of martial arts novels. Netizens can find a few people who really know how to practice martial arts.

What other martial arts exchange meeting?

It’s better to come to Huashan Sword Competition, which will make people pay more attention!
Chapter completed!