Hearing this old Korean voice, everyone heard the voice, and an old Korean man with silver hair, medium stature, and wrinkled face, but with a sinister expression, slowly walked up accompanied by a group of people.

"It's Master Park Jinying, a famous Korean national player!"

"Master Park Jin-young defeated the United Kingdom, Germany, Japan, and Russia at last year's World Go Championship by himself, scoring four points in a row, turning the tide and shocking four games, and finally helping the Korean team win the championship!"

"And Master Park Jin-young himself is in the individual competition, all the way through the thorns, invincible, into the top ten, won the eighth place!"

"In terms of the national masters of today's countries, the level of Master Park Zhenying has undoubtedly stood at the forefront, and it can be said that he is the top existence among many national masters, which is different from ordinary national masters!"

"Isn't it?"

"It is said that there are six national masters this time, and Master Park Jinying is one of them, and now I finally see the real person, which is really exciting!"

Seeing this old Korean man, all the people in the whole venue suddenly started talking again, the voice was noisy, and there were more than a dozen Koreans on the field, all of them stood up excitedly at this time, ignoring the eyes of the people around them, shouting loudly in Korean!

"Everyone, please be quiet!" said the burly, fat white man loudly through the microphone.

The whole venue slowly fell silent, only the dozen or so Koreans were still excitedly talking incoherently in Korean, and their voices were extremely loud.

Park Zhenying smiled and raised his hand, signaling the dozen or so Koreans not to speak anymore, and the dozen or so Koreans saw Park Zhenying's movements, and immediately quieted down, sitting there with a very excited expression.

"Park Jin-young!"

Xiao Feng looked at Park Zhenying at this time and was a little stunned!

How could he not know about Park Jin-young's name? Moreover, I think he once had a lot of admiration for this Korean national master, because Park Jin-young's style of play is different from everyone else's, and his sword is on the wrong side. The offensive is extremely heavy, which coincides with Xiao Feng's chess playing style, so Xiao Feng usually asks Xiao Wen to find Park Zhenying's chess game video for himself. Then a person sits there and watches it repeatedly, thinking carefully, and often looks at it for most of the day!

At last year's World Go Championship, Park Jin-young's name resounded throughout the audience, making many spectators present at the time take their seats and salute. Xiao Feng couldn't help but applaud Park Zhenying's wonderful performance!

But now, seeing Park Zhenying standing in front of him, Xiao Feng didn't have any excitement in his heart, just disgust and disgust!

Because from the sound just now, Xiao Feng heard Park Zhenying's protection of Park Yinzheng.

The facts of what happened just now are all there, and the evidence is ironclad, Park Eun-jeong is not the solver of the Zhenlong chess game at all, he is just a fake impostor, and even so, Park Zhenying still wants to admit it. wants to protect Park Eun-jeong, and his inferior character can be seen!

Xiao Feng couldn't help but shake his head again and again, some people may be able to be called masters respected by countless people above their chess skills or ability level, but that character is really insulting the title of master, and he is not worthy of being called a master at all!

"Master Park Jin-young!"

The burly fat white man smiled at Park Jin-young and said politely.

"Manager Smith!" Park Zhenying nodded at the burly fat white man, then turned his head slightly, and a pair of old eyes stared at Xiao Fan and the four with a cold look.

"Just now, did you say that my apprentice Park Eun is the impostor?" Park Zhenying said in a calm voice.

"Yes!" Xiao Fan glanced at him. Said lightly.

"It's good to dare to admit it!" Park Zhenying said coldly, "Huaxia people, you are not small, you dare to go wild here?"

"Scattered?" Xiao Fan chuckled. Then his face changed instantly, and his deep eyes suddenly surged, like a tsunami, and he said sharply, "What kind of thing are you? Get out of the way for Lao Tzu and stay aside, don't fucking talk crookedly here!"

"What did you say?" heard Xiao Fan's words. The Koreans next to Park Jin-young suddenly became angry one by one!

"Hey, Huaxiaren, how did you speak? Apologize to the master immediately!"

"Juniors should look like juniors, and being so disrespectful to seniors is really an uneducated thing!"

"Boy, I warn you that you'd better apologize to the master right away, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

All of a sudden, the sound of Korean scolding filled the entire venue, and even a young Korean with a more fiery temper rushed up directly, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab the placket on Xiao Fan's chest!

"Get out!" Xiao Fan's eyes suddenly felt cold, and he raised his hand directly and slapped it out.

"Smack!"

A crisp voice sounded, and the young Korean man was pumped by Xiao Fan and flew out directly, fell out of the stage, and a red slap print appeared on his face!

"You still dare to hit someone, boy, you're going to die today!"

"Call the police, call the police immediately, and let the police arrest him!"

"Chinese people are so vulgar and rude, it's really contemptible!"

Seeing this young Korean being slapped away by Xiao Fan, the rest of the Koreans were even more angry, hugging each other, waving their fists one by one, trying to clean up Xiao Fan.

The burly fat white man and Park Jin-young both stepped back without a trace, smiling faintly, watching this scene!

The people around the audience all exclaimed, and some people even took out their phones directly and began to call the police!

"Little rabbit cubs!" Xiao Fan took a step suddenly, his eyes were calm, his eyebrows were unruly, and an invisible aura emanated, pushing away the group of Koreans who rushed up at once, and shouted, "For the sake of you being just ordinary people, I'm too lazy to kill you, now, get out of the way, don't make trouble here, everyone can still get along!"

"Otherwise, if you really make a move, I'm really afraid that I won't be able to control my murderous intentions and accidentally slaughter all of you little rabbit cubs!"

"This is the Langman Hall in Philadelphia, how can you be a place where a little Chinese can be presumptuous? Security guard, security guard, blast him out for me, blow them all out!" After listening to the translator's words, the burly fat white man suddenly shouted angrily, turned his head and yelled angrily at his surroundings.

Suddenly, seven or eight sturdy black security guards walked over quickly, shouting in English.

The chill in Xiao Fan's eyes became deeper and deeper.

Right now!

"Stop!" an old man's calm voice suddenly sounded in everyone's ears.

Hearing this voice, the seven or eight black security guards immediately stopped, and the Koreans who kept shouting stopped talking one by one and retreated.

In the eyes of everyone, a white-haired old man in a white Tang suit with a free and easy temperament walked out accompanied by a group of conference staff!

"President!"

"President!"

"President!"

Suddenly, the burly fat white man and the black security guards, as well as the surrounding conference staff, all bent down slightly and saluted respectfully.

"I already know what happened, Smith, you're doing a very good job!" The old man in a white Tang suit stood in front of Xiao Fan, he looked directly at the burly fat white man coldly, and said word by word.

"Yes, my lord, today's incident is him, he provoked it first, no, you can't blame me!" The burly fat white man Smith suddenly heard the coldness in the voice of the old man in white Tang costume, his face suddenly turned pale, and a layer of fine cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and then hurriedly pointed at Xiao Fan and shouted, "It's all his fault, if not, it's not his deliberate provocation, then, the next thing won't happen!"

The old man in the white Tang suit didn't say a word, let him shout there, just stared at Smith coldly, and the ridicule in his eyes became more and more intense.

"You're just talking nonsense, who is stirring up trouble?" Xiao Feng was immediately angry after listening to Ling Xiaoxiao's translation, and scolded loudly, "You damn fat pig, it's obvious that you are deliberately looking for trouble, and you dare to sue the wicked person first, and beat you up?"

"Elder, please also investigate, this matter is definitely not my fault!" Smith bit the bite, resolutely refused to admit it, and looked at the white Tang costume and said.

"Shut up!" the old man in the white Tang costume suddenly shouted angrily, his voice was like thunder, and his eardrums hurt!

Xiao Fan glanced at this old man in white Tang costume, this old man in white Tang costume was not an ordinary person, but a heaven-level martial artist, and his cultivation was not weak!

"President!" Smith panicked.

"Smith, if it weren't for your father being one of the managing directors of the club, you think you would be able to stay here?" the old man in white Tang costume roared angrily, "You stupid stupid pig, now I tell you, you have been fired, you can get out!"

"No, President, you can't do this to me, you can't!" Smithton panicked and hurriedly shouted.

The old man in the white Tang suit looked indifferent, and just as he wanted to say something, Park Zhenying next to him suddenly spoke: "President Zhou, Mr. Smith is also one of the core members of your association, and he is not very wrong today, why do you punish him so severely?"

"Park Zhenying, it's not your turn to meddle in this matter, right?" The old man in the white Tang suit glanced at Park Zhenying lightly and said, "I respect you as a master, but there are some things that you better talk about less!"

Park Jin-young didn't speak, and her face suddenly became gloomy.

The Koreans beside him also looked extremely angry, but anger was anger, but no one dared to say anything to the old man in white Tang costume, because they all knew the identity of the old man in white Tang costume, and dared to speak disrespectfully and shout at the old man in white Tang costume, it was simply looking for death!

"Mr. Xiao, it's me who manages my subordinates, I'm sorry!" the old man in white Tang costume said politely to Xiao Fan, and then a good-looking female secretary beside him took out a check from her bag and handed it to Xiao Fan. (To be continued.) )