Before Mo Mingtang walked in front of Han Jingu, he was already pointed at the head by several guns.

"Don't you understand what I'm talking to? You Chinese pig! The referee in front of him walked over with an arrogant face, and his fingers were almost pointing at Mo Mingtang's forehead.

Mo Mingtang grabbed the referee's finger and bent it down hard, and at the same time as the opponent howled, he kicked the referee's lower body, and a miserable howl came out of his mouth.

It turned out that he wanted to be partial, Mo Mingtang didn't mind teaching him a lesson, anyway, no matter what, this game couldn't continue, so what was polite.

Several security guards next to him didn't expect Mo Mingtang to be so bold, he was pointed at the head with a gun, and dared to hit someone, the butt of the gun in the hand of a security guard just smashed into Mo Mingtang's head, but before the butt of the gun hit Mo Mingtang, he was grabbed by Mo Mingtang, and the whole person was thrown out and smashed heavily on the ground on the side.

Several other security guards picked up their guns and didn't shoot, Mo Mingtang's knees were raised high, and he kicked the body of a security guard, the security guard grabbed the submachine gun with two pieces, and his body flew upside down, Mo Mingtang kicked in the air, and hit the head of a security guard with the instep of his foot, and the latter immediately fell on his back, and the gun in his hand flew out.

Mo Mingtang, who landed on the ground, was another heavy punch, the gun in the security guard's hand was smashed in two on the spot, the security guard howled miserably, and the whole person flew directly out of three meters away.

In less than a few minutes, Mo Mingtang had already dealt with these people and walked towards Han Jingu.

Seeing Mo Mingtang with a murderous face walking towards him, Han Jingu was so frightened that his body kept retreating.

Aza, the Philippine stick king who was standing not far away, suddenly rushed over: "Huaxia pig, dare to beat people here." As he spoke, Aza picked up a solid steel rod that he had just replaced and smashed it Mo Mingtang's head.

Mo Mingtang had a trace of murderous aura in his eyes, he didn't even turn his head, the raised fist slammed up, and with a dull sound, the steel rod in Aza's hand broke into two in response, spinning in the air, making a piercing roar, and flew to the ground in the distance.

Before Mo Mingtang landed, he gasped, and there was a hot pain in his back, Mo Mingtang turned his head, Han Jingu was holding a long knife with a black light in his hand, and he knew that it was highly poisonous by looking at the appearance of the blade.

Mo Mingtang roared angrily and wanted to hit Han Jingu, but he felt that his body was weak and couldn't use his strength, and his whole body shook twice.

Han Jingu, who was about to turn around and run away, couldn't help but look happy when he saw Mo Mingtang's appearance, and immediately rushed forward with courage, and the blade in his hand was raised high and slashed down towards Mo Mingtang's head. With a hideous look on his face, Han Jingu looked at Mo Mingtang, who had made him lose face in front of him, if he didn't kill this guy, even if he was expelled from the venue, he was afraid that he would not be able to escape his shadow for the rest of his life.

Mo Mingtang looked at the long knife that Han Jingu had chopped down, although he wanted to dodge it, but at this time, his body was heavy as if he was carrying a shackle weighing hundreds of kilograms, and he couldn't move it at all, so he could only watch the long knife in Han Jingu's hand slash down.

"Holy shit!" Mo Mingtang roared a little unwillingly.

A gunshot rang out, with a dinging sound, Han Jingu took the long knife that was only half cut and swung it in front of Mo Mingtang, although he didn't understand what was going on, Mo Mingtang still reacted quickly, grabbed Han Jingu's body with one hand, and threw him out, if it was usual, Han Jingu was afraid that he would have flown out a few meters away, but at this time, Han Jingu was only pushed back a few steps by Mo Mingtang.

Han Jingu was the only one left in his eyes at this time, picked up the broken knife in his hand, roared angrily, and rushed towards Mo Mingtang. The half-cut knife stabbed hard at Mo Mingtang's neck.

At this time, Mo Mingtang's eyes were a little dizzy, and when Han Jingu stabbed him, his body couldn't support it, and he fell down. Han Jingu's short knife stabbed in the air, looking at Mo Mingtang who fell to the ground, Han Jingu picked up the short knife and stabbed it down hard.

A gunshot rang out, first the back of Han Jingu's hand was hit, and the broken knife in his hand flew out directly, followed by his legs being shot by the gun, Han Jingu knelt in front of Mo Mingtang.

A sound of footsteps approached them, and they were soon surrounded.

Han Jingu raised his head and looked at the heavily armed security guard in front of him.

"You hit the wrong person, you should have hit him, not me."

"Stick, the people of your country, except for the despicable sneak attack, can't come out with anything substantial?" Tang Hao walked over.

"Aren't you kicked out?" Han Jingu couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw Tang Hao coming back again.

Tang Hao glanced at him with some contempt: "Take it away." ”

Two heavily armed security guards grabbed Han Jingu's body and dragged him all the way out, and Han Jingu, who was in pain, anger and amazement, howled all the way until he was dragged out of the sports center.

Tang Hao lowered his head, looked at Mo Mingtang, whose face was as dark as Bao Gong, his expression was a little dignified, he picked up the broken knife on the side, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, he couldn't help but put his mind at ease, fortunately, it was just an ordinary poison, if it was a poison that had been specially prepared, I was afraid that Mo Mingtang would have died at this time.

Tang Hao clasped Mo Mingtang's arm with one hand, and the spiritual power in his hand was continuously channeled in.

The spiritual power in Tang Hao's body was the nemesis of all harmful things in this world, and after a while, the poison in Mo Mingtang's body had been cleared. Although he was fine, Mo Mingtang still needed to rest for a while before he could recover. When Mo Mingtang was sent to the lounge, Tang Hao found that the lounge at this time had already become a mess, and the martial arts representatives of several countries were beating up Green Tea Crisp.

No wonder the green tea cake didn't come out just now, Tang Hao turned his head to look at the security guards beside him with an angry face, there was no need for Tang Hao's order, these security guards pulled the trigger extremely smartly, to deal with this kind of person, only by force can it be convincing, otherwise saying anything else is equivalent to nonsense, and saying it is equivalent to saying it in vain.

Dozens of gunshots rang out, and the originally chaotic situation was brought down at once, and after the most ferocious people were beaten, the rest of the people immediately quieted down and did not dare to move.

"Longsheng, are you alright?" When the others were forced to press their heads to the ground with their hands in their hands, Tang Hao walked towards the green tea crisp.

The green tea crisp with some bruises on his cheeks and some bruises in his eyes looked happy when he saw Tang Hao: "Master, are you okay?" ”

"Yes." Tang Hao nodded: "What's the matter with these foreign devils?" ”

"Just now I saw those foreigners who wanted to beat Brother Mo, and I was sorry for them, so they started beating me." Speaking of this, the green tea crisp was full of anger, and the green tea crisp, who has always been honest, was so angry, it is conceivable that the arrogance of these foreign devils just now was dù.

Martial arts is like a country's comprehensive strength, weak not only looked down upon, but also easy to be beaten, just like just now, why these people do not help Huaxia, but help Korean sticks, the reason is because taekwondo is more famous than Huaxia martial arts, for foreigners, unknown Chinese martial arts to defeat taekwondo is unacceptable to them. The main reason is that most foreigners have opened taekwondo gyms, and they make a living from this, and if the news of taekwondo being defeated by someone in seconds spreads, it will affect their business, which is the most fundamental reason.

"You know what to do." Tang Hao turned his head and looked at those security guards, these security guards got the order from above, and got Tang Hao's big red envelope, so they naturally knew what to do at this time.

Dozens of security guards pressed these people like wolves and walked outside.

"What's wrong with Brother Mo?" Green Tea Crisp turned his head and saw Mo Mingtang lying on the stretcher on the side with a somewhat pale face, and rushed forward with a shocked face.

"It's okay, it's just that I was attacked by a Korean stick and got some poison, the toxicity has been lifted, just sleep." Hearing Tang Hao say this, the heart that the green tea crisp was originally carrying couldn't help but let go.

"Master, why do these people beat us up instead of helping us?" For this, Green Tea Cake has always wondered why those foreigners didn't come to help him, but to help the Korean?

"The reason is very simple, backward will be beaten, taekwondo is an Olympic competitive event, the world has long exceeded the number of Chinese martial arts, even in our Huaxia, there are many people who learn, and there are many martial arts masters who make a living from this, in fact, they are not helping the Koreans just now, but defending their own interests, if we want to break this, we must let our Chinese martial arts go out, let everyone come to learn, only there are more people who learn, and there are more martial arts halls, Needless to say, those foreigners who open martial arts halls will consciously defend us, this is the reality of martial arts. ”

"Yes." Green Tea Crisp nodded.

"You take good care of Lao Mo here."

"Yes, master." Green Tea Crisp nodded vigorously.

This is Tang Hao's competition with the American super boxer Burxon, the winner of the silver belt, although he is not as dazzling as Charlie, but the punch is still more than 1000 kilograms, and he can easily punch through a steel plate up to 5 cm thick, before Charlie appeared, Burxon was the most dazzling person in the boxing ring, once MMA ten championship winner, seven more times than Charlie today, even when Charlie faced him, he didn't dare to take it lightly, although this guy is more than two meters tall, But the flexibility of his body made him look like a person who was so tall at all.

As soon as Burxon, who is famous for his ghost steps and heavy punches, came to the stage, he gave Tang Hao a dismount, and within a minute, he punched more than 15 times, so fast that no one except Tang Hao could see it clearly.

Seeing Tang Hao, who was only one meter eight tall, Burxon looked at him condescendingly: "Boy, quickly kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, admit defeat yourself, I can still give you a way to live, if you don't know practice, I will make you regret this decision now." "Burxon nickname" milled the roadbed. "I haven't played against Charlie yet, and the reason why I got the silver belt is entirely because he is a little old, and because of his serious illness and physical weakness, he was taken advantage of by the opponent, even at that point, although the opponent won the final gold belt, he is still lying in the hospital.

In his career, all of Burxon's opponents died, none of them were spared, and they were tortured and killed by Burxon, all of them were abolished by him, this person can be said to be an extremely cruel person, once the game started, it was like going crazy, no matter who dared to step forward to stop him.

"I was just about to tell you that." After Tang Hao finished speaking with a smile on his face, Burxon glanced at him in some surprise: "Huaxiaren, although I admire your courage very much, you will definitely regret your current decision." ”