Zhang Huiying was beaten so hard that she cried and kept begging for mercy.

"Yo!" At this time, a surprised voice came: "Mr. Li, have you been beaten again?"

Upon hearing this, Lee Hyun-ki looked at it.

I saw Park Yong-joon, who had bandaged his injured hands, hung them with a strap, and walked towards the hotel gate with his grandfather Park Chung-hee, as well as a group of warriors from the Park family.

"Mr. Park, are you going to take revenge on those people from Long?" Lee Hyun-ki asked.

"Yes." Park Yong-joon said: "When I got home, my grandfather was very angry when he saw that I was seriously injured. He wanted to vent his anger and bandage me well, so I took my grandfather here."

"How about it, are those people from Long Kingdom still there?"

"Also, did Mr. Zhao deal with them?"

Gulu!

Lee Hyun-ki swallowed hard and said in horror: "Young Master Park, those people from Long Kingdom are very famous. One of them is the super soldier king of Long Kingdom. Even General Zhao admires him."

"Sir Zhao took General Zhao's escort team to trouble those people from Longguo. As a result, General Zhao came and gave him some trouble. Mr. Zhao was very angry and beat me up like this."

"So Young Master Park, it's better not to provoke him."

"Haha!" Park Yongjun laughed: "It's just a soldier king, that's awesome. General Zhao admires him because General Zhao is the same profession as him, and may admire his good marksmanship and ability to fight."

"But my grandfather is a warrior or the number one warrior in the Han Kingdom. Will he take a Dragon Kingdom soldier king into consideration? That's impossible, right grandpa?"

Park Chung-hee said: "Grandpa, I will naturally not take a look at the King of Long Kingdom Soldiers, but after all, General Zhao saved me today, so I still have to give him his face."

"Let me do this, take me up first and see how General Zhao has a relationship with that person. If it is average, General Zhao should not interfere. If the relationship is good, let that person apologize to you. General Zhao will still give me this face."

"Okay grandpa." Park Yongjun grinned, hugged Lee Hyun-ki's neck, and said with a smile: "I, Park Yongjun, may not be able to handle what Mr. Zhao can't handle."

"Just go up with me and see how my grandfather dealt with that guy."

When Lee Hyun-ki heard this, she felt that there was a chance, so she followed her happily.

As soon as they entered the hotel, they caused another noise.

"Mr. Park is taking his grandfather to retaliate against those people from Long?"

"Mr. Zhao went to deal with those people from Long Guo, but he was dealt with by his grandfather. Young Master Park took him to his grandfather. Then he wouldn't be the other way around, he would be dealt with by his grandfather, right?"

Hearing these voices, Park Yongjun said pretentiously: "Young Master Zhao was dealt with because there was a soldier among the people of Long Country. General Zhao was a soldier, so he naturally gave the King of Soldiers face. My grandfather is a warrior, let alone the King of Soldiers, even the God of Soldiers and the Immortals. My grandfather didn't care about it. As for my grandfather to deal with me, it was impossible. If you don't believe me, come and see. If I am like Young Master Zhao, I will be dealt with by my grandfather, Park Yongjun will eat a pot of shit!"

Hearing what he said so confidently, everyone seemed to believe it.

They took small stools to eat melons and watch the fun.

Soon, they came outside the door of the Supreme No. 5 box.

"Go in and inform General Zhao, and said that my grandfather Park Chung-hee was coming to deal with a few people, and I hope General Zhao will be able to do it for convenience."

He just finished speaking.

The door of the private room was opened.

Kim So-ya, Lin Yun'er and the others were about to go to the bathroom.

When he saw Park Yong-joon appearing in front of him with his grandfather Park Chung-hee, and a group of warriors from the Park family, his delicate body trembled and his face changed wildly.
Chapter completed!