"Gan Muye, don't talk nonsense to him!" Cai Qilong said: "Chen Huayao, a first-year-old in the Department of Sociology, isn't it? I asked you, is it amazing to fight? What are you chasing tulips? You must know that we are not on the same level as you!"

"What level are you?"

Cai Qilong said proudly: "The cost of making hair once can be offset by ten years of washing expenses. The clothes I wear will be worth your annual living expenses. My car can be exchanged for you at will. The places we usually go in and out are Jinditian, which is magnificent and magnificent. The fairy mountain on the sea. If Li Sisi hadn't invited Tulips to bring you here this time, I'm afraid I'd never heard of what the White House of Jinditian looks like in my life, right? Do you know the minimum consumption here? At least 20,000 yuan goes up. What level do you think we are? You are a big person if you leave Tulips early, so don't be so naive."

Chen Huayao looked upright and said, "Senior Cai, your family must be doing big things, right?"

Cai Qilong snorted in the nose and said, "It's nothing. My dad runs a company and has a market value of only a few hundred million."

Chen Huayao was in awe and respected: "Rich second generation."

"Then what level do you think we are at?"

"It's just the level of a rich second generation." Chen Hua pointed to the waiter in the distance: "If you were born in his home, you would be the one who brought us tea and water tonight. It's not your father's money to do it. What's the point of being proud of? If you have the ability to open a company with a market value of over 100 million, come and talk to me about the level!"

Chen Huayao slowly lifted the wine glass and drank it in one sip.

"You!" Cai Qilong was speechless immediately unable to answer the conversation.

Ma Yunfei smiled and said, "Class Chen Huayao, don't pay attention to him. This person speaks so straightforwardly. We invite you tonight, and you have a big experience. What are your plans for life after graduation? The employment scope of your sociology department is not very wide. You usually go to government departments and academic research institutions, but it doesn't matter. My uncle is the editor-in-chief of the Journal of Society and Nature. If you are interested, I can say hello to him."

"The premise is to leave tulips, right? I like a magazine that is very pleasing to society and nature, but I regret to tell you that I came to Xiang Jing University to pick up girls and never considered the future employment."

"This..." Ma Yunfei held it in his arms, even more speechless than Cai Qilong.

This man is really like a stone in a pit, smelly and hard.

Seeing that the two friends couldn't take him, Gan Muye had a blue face and said, "Chen Huayao, my master is back. Do you dare to compete with him?"

"What is your master?"

Gan Muye raised his chest: "Choe Geun-shuo, the owner of the Incheon Gymnasium Chunxinglu! Do you know his reputation? He taught this year's London Olympic Taekwondo champion before, but later he performed well before he was sent to the national team. Choi's owner has participated in four Taekwondo World Championships, and each time he won the top 100 rankings, with the highest ranking of 79th in the world! When he came to Xiangjing, South Korea to create the Incheon Gymnasium, I don't know how many guys came to play in the hall, but they all carried them out with their hands and feet. Do you dare to compete?"

"Incheon Gym?" Chen Huayao pondered, took out the birch cigarettes, and had no intention of sending them to others. The waiter quickly stepped forward and lit a special match for him. Two thick smoke blew out of his nose and said, "After tonight, the Incheon Gym will no longer exist."

"What are you talking nonsense? Do you dare?" Gan Muye was shocked and angry. No one has ever despised the Incheon Gym so contempt.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Director Lei's direct troops, "Thunder Whip" and Captain Liuwang Scar Meng's Hungry Dog Pioneer had already assembled on Chunxing Road.

Director Lei led most of the peripheral members of the Crab Committee except for the Hungry Dog Team, Iron Blood Group, Dark Wings, and Social Welfare Group, and directly responsible to the chairman. He also selected fifty personnel from thousands of peripheral members to form a force directly under his own power, and named it with the iron chain "Thunder Whip" in his hand.

These fifty members have the courage to be with the Hungry Dog Team, and loyally implement Director Lei's will. The point of Thunder Whip is the direction they are moving forward.

At present, fifty members of Thunder Whip, twenty members of the Hungry Dog Team, and a "observer" from the Wei family are quietly waiting for Director Lei's final order and are about to step into the Incheon Gym.

Soon, Choi Geun-soo, who was once ranked 79th in the world, will face his fate.

Since the Incheon Gym last time, under the instruction of Su Sung-hwan, the Incheon Gymnasium attacked Lei Xin in Canary Alley, and then carried back Kim Sang-woo, Brown Bear and others who were beaten to death, Choi Geun-soo understood that he had caused trouble this time.

However, no matter how troubles are, the Korean nation is not afraid of it, at most it is just to strengthen its vigilance.

In the past few days, all the students scattered around were summoned back. Together with Chinese students, the gymnasium was kept at about two or three hundred. No matter how powerful he was, he would dare to go to the gymnasium where Master Cui was personally in charge to cause trouble?

Incheon Gymnasium rented a three-story building on Chunxing Road and renovated it. Each floor has 250 square meters and is renovated and open to the public.

In recent years, Korean waves have been fierce, and stick shows have spread. There are many young Chinese people who have learned Taekwondo. Choi Geun-shuo's world ranking of 79 has been put out, which has attracted many blind students to sign up.

Each period of school is three months, and the average tuition is 6,000 yuan! Advanced tuition is 12,000 yuan! If there is no discount, at least thousands of students sign up every year.

Since this project is very profitable, Choi Geun-shuo simply summoned many disciples from China to teach. Some Koreans who know how to play Taekwondo at all also followed suit and shouted "Simida" a few words, and dared to be teachers in a big way.

At half past eight, the gym had finished teaching, leaving the students to practice independently, Choi Geun-soo went to the first floor to drink coffee with a woman. Such women are easy to soak. As long as they reveal their identity as a Korean, whether they are old or young, poor or ugly, they will automatically untidy themselves.

It was peaceful and peaceful. When the night was deep, a truck suddenly rushed into the gymnasium in a diagonal thorn, smashing the gymnasium’s door, glass and pillars, and dozens of men with deep faces poured in like a tide, and they beat people as they saw it.

The handsome young man in the lead hand held a chain weighing dozens of kilograms and smashed the marble platform in front of Cui Gensuo. The base of the marble platform seemed to have explosives buried, and "sprayed" the ground and flew around, and fragments scratched the two of them.

The iron chain brush was pulled, like thunder! If it hits the body, it would not be dismembered on the spot?

This person is what Kim Sang-woo calls the "Thunder God Third Prince"?

Choi Geun-soo left the woman and rushed to the second floor like a rabbit. Five minutes later, there were two hundred students following him, each holding a steel pipe, more than half of which were from South Korea. Two hundred people beat them seventy, but they were not just chickens pecking rice, and one bite at a time? More than one hundred disciples from South Korea have received special training, at least at least the level of leucorrhea.

"Dare to come to the Incheon Gym to cause trouble, beat me hard!" Choi Geun-soo shouted gritting his teeth. The disciples shouted loudly and rushed over.

Lei Xin stood in the middle with a cold expression, pointed her arm forward in the air, and said, "I don't like the enemies standing in full... Kill all the enemies!"

Thunder Whip and the Hungry Dog Team members were like soldiers who blew the charge, crossed over Lei Xin and collided with the disciples of Incheon Gymnasium.

The wider Incheon Gym can be, it is like a thousand troops crossing a single-plank bridge, and blood is splattering in a moment.

When the brave men met on a narrow road, soon, the members of the Crab Committee gained an overwhelming advantage. The gymnastic students began to retreat, and some people ran up to the second floor and jumped into the window and escaped.

Inside the White House box.

Cai Qilong and Ma Yunfei were both waiting for Chen Huayao coldly.

They have seen Gan Muye's skills. They once beat the captain of the school basketball team to run away and supported the reputation of the Taekwondo club with their own strength. Although Gan Muye himself boasted about it, he is a master after all. His master dare not say that he is invincible in China, at least he can dominate Xiangjing, right?

The men present automatically ignored the ridiculous ending of Gan Muye in the "Boxing Championship".

Gan Muye even slapped the table twice in a row, which was majestic.

Chen Huayao pondered and said, "Well, if the Incheon Gymnasium is still intact tomorrow morning, I must take action myself. Make an appointment with your master?" In fact, the third prince of Thor who crushed the enemy like a tank never disappointed him in battle.

Gan Muye said murderously: "Okay! You can wait for my phone call this weekend, but the cowards will not come. You are not allowed to approach tulips in the future!"

Cai Qilong and Ma Yunfei were afraid that the world would not be in chaos, and then said, "Then we, as witnesses, are here, guarantee that he will not dare to pay the debt." It seemed that he was sure to win.

Chen Huayao said: "You are not qualified to call in front of me. This is the third time. I hope you can do what you say this time."

In such awesome tone, several boys were eyeing each other. After singing two songs, Li Sisi waved and shouted: "Senior Cai, Senior Ma, Senior Gan, and Classmate Chen, you come here to sing too. It's boring to chat all the time."

When Gan Muye saw the tulip, he was eager to try: "Chen Huayao, do you want to try it?"

"What to try? Sing with you?"

"I've answered correctly." Gan Muye said: "How about seeing whose singing can impress Tulips?"

"Stop your childish behavior," Chen Huayao's nostrils were facing the sky, with an arrogant look: "You have to compete with me in everything, but I don't have the time to play with you."

"Hmph, I know you don't dare." Gan Muye walked over as if he had won the Olympic championship, holding his head up, "Look at my love song prince's performance."

He walked to the front stage, smiled politely at the girls, ordered a song that he could not let him leave, and said, "Xiangxiang, this song is dedicated to you."

As soon as the music rang, Gan Muye sang passionately at the screen.

This song is written by Asian queen Murong Bingyu. It has a strong relationship and a beautiful melody. Gan Muye has practiced in front of the mirror for a long time at home. He must make a splash at his birthday party, sometimes closing his eyes and sometimes stretching out his left hand, and pretending to be ashamed like a singer, but it seems to be similar.

Gan Muye took a deep breath and finally ushered in the climax of the chorus part. He held his breath and sang in a voice that was octave higher than Pavarotti: "The rain at night fell on my shoulders, and my heart was like a broken string... On Sunday when you left, the helpless tears broke and all the tears were broken..." His face turned red, and his neck was bulging high. In the end, he finally sang "invisible" and finally sang a broken voice, like a rooster with his throat cut off.

There was a sparse applause in the private room, and Cai Qilong and Ma Yunfei shouted: "Okay! At least it is 80% like a queen."

In addition to the lack of skills in the end, the front was quite normal and his performance was not bad. Gan Muye felt that he was good, and nodded proudly to the audience, and smiled and said, "Xiangxiang, how about it?"
Chapter completed!