504: C504 I Want to Call the Police

C504 I Want to Call the Police

This kick came with anger, and if an ordinary person was kicked, it would at least result in a fracture and a serious injury.

The reporters were stunned. Apart from the cameras that were still working, even the cameras forgot to capture this scene.

"Be careful!"

Someone shouted and Zhang Xiaoloong immediately turned around. However, that kick was already in front of him and he didn't even have the chance to dodge.

"A sneak attack on someone who has nothing to do with it. Go back!" Zhang Xiaoloong looked at the kick coming at him, but didn't have much of a reaction. He just slowly punched out.

Bang...

When the punches and kicks collided, the scene seemed to have been frozen. The reporter who reacted quickly finally reacted and quickly pressed the shutter to record this shocking scene.

The pastries were not convinced of the loss. China's airport was attacked from the back...

Question after question flashed through their minds, but at the same time, they were also a little worried. That Paisley the Great Fighters had, after all, fought to the finals, and suddenly launched a sneak attack behind their backs. After taking advantage of the situation, the young man from China would probably suffer a huge loss.

Logically speaking, the strength of the kick was heavier than the fist. Now, the one who had launched the sneak attack had come prepared. The one who had thrown the punch had met the opponent in a hurry. Naturally, the gap between the advantages and disadvantages of these two sides was pulled apart once again.

Under such circumstances, the one who lost was almost Zhang Xiaoloong. However, everyone hoped that a miracle would happen, and their eyes were fixed on the result.

Crack...

The sound of bones cracking echoed in the air, but no one knew whose bones were broken.

Immediately after, the body of the pastries' boxer was bounced back and fell heavily onto the ground. She hugged one of her legs and howled in pain!

Impressive!

Countless flashes of light were chasing after this scene. When they saw the boxer's current state, they shook their heads.

If they had known earlier, why would they have done it in the first place? They had chased them from the America all the way to Hua Xia to fight Wu Bing. He refused to fight and insisted on pestering them. In the end, he even ambushed an unrelated personnel from the logistics department.

Unfortunately, this fellow had really found the wrong place. This unrelated logistics personnel was instantly possessed by the old monk who was sweeping the floor in Shaolin Temple. With a light punch, his leg broke.

What should be done! I have already reminded you that if you offend an unworldly expert on the streets of China, you will definitely get beaten up. In the end, this fellow didn't listen and even used a sneak attack. Now, you are really getting beaten up, right?

"Who are you?" Che Xianwen howled a few times. Finally, he felt embarrassed and asked fiercely.

"I am a first-year student of Yanjing University, Wu Bing's junior." Zhang Xiaoloong's mouth twitched. "Because I haven't learned the Xuanyuan Fist yet, I will follow you out to gain experience."

The reporters were very happy. What he said was very good. His identity was also very lethal, Wu Bing's junior!

He was a young man who had yet to learn the Xuanyuan Fist and Wu Bing's junior. When you were ambushed, your leg would be broken with a single punch. If Wu Bing did not come with you, you would not be able to stop the match even if you did not collapse. That was because he didn't want you to get hurt, and you didn't appreciate it. Do you regret it now?

Che Xianwen clenched his fists tightly. He absolutely didn't believe that this guy was Wu Bing's junior. This kind of strength was clearly much stronger than Wu Bing's, so how could you be his junior?

But on second thought, he became dispirited again. So what if he was a senior? With Zhang Xiaoloong's strength, even if he participated in a professional match, therefore, this person did not participate in this match. It should not be because he did not want to participate at all, right?

He had guessed the reason behind this. However, Zhang Xiaoloong did not lie about the identity in front of him. According to the classes in the school, Zhang Xiaoloong was really Wu Bing's junior.

The champion senior had been harassed, and the junior who was doing odd jobs punched him in the face.

The reporters quickly changed the topic. In short, this time, his junior was going to be popular. The value of the champion of this match had increased once again. No one could doubt it.

Do you think we're playing tricks? Alright, the answer is yes. This fellow who thought that he was only a step away from Wu Bing was beaten down by the junior who was the champion with one punch. What else is there to say?

Wu Bing used that tactic back then to avoid hurting them too badly! Too benevolent!

Besides, footwork wasn't martial arts? Perhaps our champion is to show our China's footwork to the world, to promote a spirit of peace, to take a step back and open up the sky!2

But to give way doesn't mean that we can't. Not only can we win in the arena, we can also beat you down under the arena!

"Reporters and friends, don't just take pictures. Call an ambulance for him when you have time. After all, he is a foreign guest." After saying that, Zhang Xiaoloong also began to pack his things and was not prepared to care about this anymore.

"Help, someone, do you have a police officer? I want to call the police..." Che Xianwen suddenly shouted at the top of his voice, shocking the reporters once again.

The reporters were in a dilemma. They did not want an ambulance, but a police car!

However, it seemed like Che Xianwen also had experience living in China. He skillfully dialed the police number.

A minute later, the police arrived.

Che Xianwen pointed at Zhang Xiaoloong, who had not yet left. "It was him. He hurt me. I was going to be a professional boxer. But now he broke my leg bone, which is the end of my career. Arrest him. I want him to go to jail! "

While the reporters were complaining, another flash went over. Recording your ugly appearance properly so that you'll be disgusted by yourself when you're old!

"What's going on?" The police immediately asked. Someone else also stopped Zhang Xiaoloong, who was about to leave.

This matter was not easy to resolve. With so many reporters in front of them, a single mistake would cause a hornet's nest to explode. Moreover, judging from the accent, it was obvious that this person was a foreigner. It would be more troublesome to deal with foreign guests.

However, what surprised the police was that the reporters did not stay out of the matter and provoke them. Instead, they took the initiative to help narrate what had happened.

Professionals were professionals. They explained the cause and effect of the matter in a simple and clear manner. The police's eyesight also changed.

It was all Chinese's fault. Who could watch their family get bullied and still help their grandsons outside? Furthermore, this fellow was really a good-for-nothing. He had launched a sneak attack on them from behind. He had even accused others of injuring him and wanted them to go to jail. Was there something wrong with this guy's brain? Did he think that the Huaxia police were all working for him?

"Call an ambulance first and send him to the hospital." The police quickly arranged everything and shook hands with Zhang Xiaoloong in a friendly manner.

This brother is not bad, bringing glory to the country!

As for the so-called foreign guest, he would go and play with him.

The truth was very clear, the reporters even had videos. It was very obvious that Zhang Xiaoloong was just defending himself. Furthermore, from the image, it could be seen that... Che Xianwen had used all his strength, but Zhang Xiaoloong had only slowly sent out his fist to meet the enemy. It looked like he was about to block.

Since it's already like this, can you blame others if your bones are broken? I can't even apologize to you.

I'm sorry, it's all my fault that my bones are harder than yours. Next time, if I soften a bit, you can kick me again...

Bah, don't think that we are as shameless as you!

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