Film and Television: Starting from Qingqing’s Daily Life

loadAdv(2, 0);
  Chapter 340 Ten will kill people

After listening to Yin Gao's words, Hong Zhennan thought deeply and looked at Tai Lai in front of him.

Indeed, Yin Gao knew that he had insufficient breath and suffered from asthma, but now it seemed that only he could go on stage to compete with this ghost guy.

It's not that Hong Zhennan is arrogant, but he knows very well that except for himself, Master Luo and Master Zheng are stronger in kung fu, but the risk is still too high against this ghost boxing champion, not to mention that he is a martial arts master in Xiangjiang. As the leader of the world, if he doesn't come up, wouldn't he really admit that Chinese martial arts is for dancing, as this ghost guy said?

Life or death is a small matter, but lack of integrity is a big deal!
  Therefore, he will not let Ip Man play.

but……

Yin Gao spoke.

Although Yin Gao is not a member of the martial arts world, his strength is undeniable, and he is the head of the Red River Society. He cannot offend him, and Westerners may not be able to offend him. Since he has spoken, he might as well do it A favor?

Just in time for him to teach this ghost guy a lesson.

"Now that Mr. Yin has spoken, I, the old man, will not get involved in the affairs between you young people."

Hong Zhennan cupped his hands and smiled, then exited the ring.

After listening to the host's translation, the Westerners in the audience and Taylor in the audience realized that the old man had given up the opportunity to the young man on the stage.

But who is this young man? He can actually sit with an old Western man who looks like he has an unusual status. Or is he in a VIP booth?

Taylor didn't think too much, pointed at Yin Ga and said, "You are the one who wants to fight, right? Come on!"

After saying that, he punched his chest twice.

Like a beast.

Yin Gao was not in a hurry, smiled, and then spoke.

"Chinese tradition is not for the winner to apologize to the loser, but for those who hurt others for no reason to apologize to the injured..."

This time he spoke in English, and the audience was silent.

He continued: "There is an old saying in China, 'The winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit.' China's tradition of winners and losers has always interpreted it this way, but... the so-called victory does not mean bullying the weak! If you bully the weak, even if you win, it will be a shame and a failure!"

"I think... the John Empire, as a country whose founding history is not as long as that of a dynasty in Chinese history, should not be qualified to laugh at Chinese traditions. The sun never sets on you, but in fact it is only a period of glory. People like you The process of civilization has even appeared more than once in the history of China. Civilization... On this planet, only we, China, are worthy of being called so, and you, oh, including hawk sauce, Gallic chicken, etc., are all ridiculous Bandits, robbers!”

As soon as these words came out, the Westerners were immediately dissatisfied and yelled and cursed.

Even Alexander next to him felt that he was under a lot of pressure at this time!
  He didn't expect Yin Lao's words to be so extreme.

Even Cao Yanjun looked at Yin Gao in surprise, it was not like his character.

But Yin Ga just wanted to take this opportunity to say something that he had never had the chance to say in several lifetimes.

Yes, Chinese civilization is the real civilization. Others, relying on the logic and behavior of bandits and bandits, became nouveau riche and started to laugh at the real aristocrats?

Just ridiculous.

slam-la-

However, at this moment, several doors of the competition venue were opened, and countless figures filed in. They were all wearing black suits and had red ribbons tied on their right arms.

He is from the Red River Society. These people don’t look aggressive, but they all have weapons on their hands!

At this moment, the Westerners in the arena stopped cursing.

"Look, I want to reason with you, but you insist on asking me to use the most extreme method."

Yin Lai smiled and then said to Tai Lai, "The winner should not apologize to the loser. You are right, but it is used in the wrong place. You attack people who are weaker than you. This is truly ridiculous behavior. For us in China, only a battle of the same level, or a weak attack against a strong one, is the real victory. Have you...did it?"

"You mean you're better than me?"

Tai Lai pointed at Yin Ga and said ferociously, "Then come down and fight with me!"

"No, I won't end up." Yin Gao shook his head.

"Are you scared? Hahaha...Are all Chinese people like this? Do they only know how to talk?!" Taylor laughed.

"Sure enough, you can't understand human language. It seems that you still have to evolve for hundreds of years before you can reach the level of thinking of us Chinese people."

Yin Gao also smiled and said, "I said, bullying the weak is not our Chinese tradition. I am better than you, so why fight with you? Even if I win, what's the point? Let's do this... Yin Qing! Lead people out List!"

"Yes!"

Just when everyone was wondering what Yin Ga was going to do, ten figures stood out from among the Honghe Society members wearing suits and tied with red ribbons.

"Light the incense!" Yin Gao said again.

"Yes!"

Yin Qing walked to the referee's table and asked someone to bring an incense burner and a stick of incense.

At this time, Yin Gao smiled at Tai Lai under the blank gazes of everyone, pointed at Yin Qing and others, then pointed at the incense stick on the referee's table, and said: "These ten people are all my subordinates. They are all young people who have practiced Chinese martial arts. You choose one of them. If... he can still survive after the incense is burned, you will win."

As soon as these words came out, the audience fell silent.

But the next moment, things started to get heated again. What Yin Lao was talking about was in English. Apart from Westerners, there were some Chinese people present who could understand it.

Westerners felt arrogant and Chinese people felt curious about Yin Lao's words.

Those ten people don't look very old. How can Yin Gao be confident that any one of them can defeat Taylor?
  Others don't know, but Yin Ku knows it himself.

These ten people are all his shadow guards!

Shadow Guard possesses 50% of Yin Zhang's own strength, whether it is skills, martial arts, attributes, or other bonuses, they all have it, but only to the extent of 50%.

If even Tai Lai can't handle this 50%, then Yin Ma can take the initiative and ask the system to give him a C-level rating.

But Tai Lai obviously didn't think so. He glanced at Yin Qing and others. These people seemed to have thin arms and legs. How could someone who could be blown away by a strong wind in his hometown defeat him?
  And that person even burned something to insult him!
  One stick of incense, huh, you said you should stick to one stick of incense?

Can you knock over these little things with just one punch?

"There's no need for one, let's all come." Taylor said arrogantly.

"You'd better choose one, ten... will kill someone." Yin Gao said lightly.

(End of this chapter)