"Haha, what I'm waiting for is your words."

Facing Mao Chunsheng who was coming in a fierce manner, Ji Nian looked calm. The two of them started fighting in front of everyone on the steps at the gate of the Martial Arts Association. They all used the mantis fist, and they had fought in an instant.

"Mao Chunsheng, is this how the legs of Mantis Fist kicked? Your angle is wrong."

"Are your hands the blade of a mantis? I think they are just two noodles."

"You are so slow that you are dying. The steps are wrong. Are you sure you really learned Mantis Fist? Isn't it Grasshopper Fist?"

...

Ji Nian's scolding echoed at the entire martial arts association's door, and Mao Chunsheng's face turned red like a pig's liver. As a mantis boxing master, he enjoyed glory and respect in front of him, but now he is trampled on by Ji Nian, making him look like a liar who deceives the world and steals his reputation.

The people from the Wushu Association were even more shocked. Among them, there were many students from Mao Chunsheng who were quite proficient in Mantis Fist. However, this scene that appeared at this moment strongly challenged their tolerance, and no one wanted to believe that this was true.

"How can Ji Nian's Mantis Fist be more proficient than the president's?"

"Is he really an all-rounder?"

"Mantis Fist, my former ideal! Will it turn into a bubble like this?"

...

He was already angry, but after hearing his subordinates' words, Mao Chunsheng became even more intense. He accidentally took the opportunity and hit his chest with an elbow without hesitation. His whole person fell from the steps like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily to the ground and splashed large pieces of dust.

Ji Nian jumped to Mao Chunsheng with a leap, looked down at the other party, and said contemptuously: "How is it, are you convinced?"

"Don't be arrogant, you and I will never finish it! I can't record videos even if I beat you to death!" Mao Chunsheng looked impatient. Looking at Ji Nian's face, he wanted to turn over and smash it. But as soon as he was about to move his body, he felt a heart-wrenching pain, and he could only lie down and remain motionless.

"I never thought you would record videos easily. I just need to cooperate with you and take two photos. Yes, that's it."

Ji Nian picked up his phone cynically and slapped Mao Chunsheng in a flash. The slap of Mao Chunsheng's face turned blue and purple, and he was so angry that he opened his mouth and squirted out a mouthful of blood.

"Oh, I vomited blood, so there's nothing to play with. I still know the traditional virtues of respecting the elderly and loving the young." Ji Nian bent down and pulled the black stone necklace off Mao Chunsheng's neck, and shook it up and down twice in his hand.

"President Mao, you don't have any objection to not recording the video if you don't like it?"

Is this stone again?

What did Ji Nian, who was paralyzed, want to use this kind of stone necklace? Could it be that you also want to be like a star, and have the habit of giving stones as gifts? That's why you collect them in piles, with ten martial arts principals in front of them, and now you are eyeing me again.

But if you can use a stone necklace to offset the recording of the video, Mao Chunsheng is 10,000 willing. He knows better than anyone else. Although he gritted his teeth and insisted on not recording the video, it was because Ji Nian did not use any means. Otherwise, he would definitely not be able to hold on. Didn’t he see that the other ten principals had been attacked?

"You said this, keep your word." Mao Chunsheng said gritting his teeth and opening his mouth.

"Of course, then this matter will be settled so happily. President Mao, your stone necklace belongs to me, and I will no longer record videos."

"By the way, by the way, I will upload the photos. I would like to remind you that if you are dissatisfied in the future, please come to me at any time. Let's leave, don't send them!" After Ji Nian said that, he opened the door of the Tiguan car parked on the side of the road while everyone was watching, and then left the headquarters of the Wushu Association.

Although Ji Nian patted his butt and left, what was left was the wounds of the chrysanthemums all over the ground.

Mao Chunsheng lay on the ground, looking at the sky with his eyes blankly. At this moment, he even wanted to die.

On the Internet, when Ji Nian posted photos of Mao Chunsheng online, the incident of deliberately slandering and framed by the Wushu Association was fired to its peak.

From beginning to end, eleven videos of confessional sects, plus photos of Mao Chunsheng's defeat, clearly shows who is the final winner in this incident.

What's even more amazing is that I don't know who actually revealed the video of Xiao Xitian's game that night, and randomly included information about the two boxers who were defeated by Ji Nian. After seeing that these two were so crazy, the person who initially condemned Ji Nian immediately changed his course and turned to Ji Nian to waving the flag and shouting.

"It's so cruel. Such a person is a scumbag. If he doesn't take his life seriously, he deserves to be abolished by Ji Nian."

"Xiao Xitian? This is clearly a place where dirt is hidden."

"It is strongly recommended to seize Xiao Xitian."

...

In Song Tan's intentional operation, the focus of the entire society miraculously moved away from Ji Nian and turned to the underground black boxing world of Xiaoxitian of the Zhao family. Although people would occasionally talk about Ji Nian, it could no longer cause any waves.

In an instant, the Zhao family became a rat crossing the street, and everyone shouted and beaten.

As the protagonist of the whole incident, Ji Nian ate a street stall with Song Tan in the cool breeze. The two of them were not very particular, and they were quite chic while drinking beer.

"Just blow one."

"Okay, blow one!"

Ji Nian and Song Tan raised the bottle and touched it, and they started to gulp, and the bottle soon came to an end.

After Song Tan picked up the mutton skewers, he shook his head with some regrets regardless of the oil stains on the corners of his mouth and said, "Xiao Nian, I didn't say, how could you give up the reputation you have gained so easily?"

"I dare say that as long as you let me operate, you will definitely become a leader in the national martial arts circle in our Dongzhou Province. Who else can be as awesome as you, even picking ten martial arts schools, and using their best boxing skills."

"This is a good opportunity to make a name for yourself. You give up when you say you give up. You want me to shift the focus of the struggle to the Zhao family. Are you worried about shooting the first bird? You want me to say, no one in the entire Dongzhou Province dares to think about you, they..."

A black thread emerged from Ji Nian's forehead. Unexpectedly, Song Tan could say so well. This was simply the rebirth of Tang Monk.

"Brother Tan, I've taken over your kindness, but I really don't want to get involved in this matter anymore. I've never thought of becoming famous. Besides, even if you don't promote it, will I lose my reputation?"

"In my opinion, my current fame has only increased and not decreased. The reason why I overturned all the martial arts associations and ten martial arts schools was entirely because they had thrown dirty water on me before, so of course I had to fight back."

"Now they have surrendered, so I will let them go. As a human being, you always have to leave a little room. Besides, this is a great opportunity to squeeze the Zhao family. Your Song family is willing to give up?" Ji Nian picked up a lobster and started to enjoy it happily. The spicy taste that invaded the meat was very exciting, making people unable to stop.

Puchi! Song Tan, who had just picked up the tea and was about to drink it, almost couldn't help but spray it out when he heard Ji Nian's words. He quickly wiped off the water droplets from his mouth and stared at Ji Nian with resentment, "I said we don't speak like this, but you still ask to keep things on the front line? What do you bully the top ten martial arts schools?"

"Do you know? Now all martial arts schools have listed you as the first in the blacklist, and they will retreat when they see you. Mao Chunsheng is also said to have resigned from his position as president, which is also thanks to you. You have revenged your grudges so thoroughly, and you say that you are like a good person, so how can others live?"

Mao Chunsheng wants to resign?

Ji Nian just heard about this, but it has nothing to do with him. Mao Chunsheng is so old that he should know that if he does something wrong, he has to be in charge. It is impossible to pat his butt and leave after saying that he does something wrong. That is a child, not an adult.

Just the ugly things you have done to me, the ending will be considered light. That is, I am a little capable. If it were someone else, I would definitely be framed by you now and I am in a mess.

Whoever does this kind of thing that destroys people's future and destiny will bear the consequences.

"It's like those who are living a life of life and only knowing how to seek personal gain. If you stay in the Wushu Association, how can you talk about revitalizing the national martial arts? Brother Tan, if your Song family has the opportunity, support the national martial arts more."

"This is a major event that benefits the country and the people. Even if you don't make money, you can consider doing it." Ji Nian said seriously.

"Okay, I will talk to my family about this." Song Tan replied in a solemn voice.

"Okay, don't talk about these disappointing things, come and eat."

"You boy eat less crayfish, leave some for me."

"Don't you just like to eat skewers?"

"Breaking the truth, crayfish are also my favorite."

………

The night view with brilliant lights, the two men integrated into the noise and lively surroundings without any sense of incongruity.

At the same time, the General Manager of Shien Pharmaceuticals Office.

Song Xuanji was wearing a standard purple professional dress and sat quietly in front of the computer. A creamy boy appeared on the screen. Just looking at his appearance, he was even more feminine than a woman. His handsomeness could no longer be described in words.

What you have to say is the charm. How can a man look like this? How can a woman be in love with her?

His smile was gentle, and the two dimples on the corners of his mouth would make all women even more desolate.

He is Park Yong-hoon, the young master of the Park Group in South Korea.

"Xuan Ji, I'll be waiting for you to come in Seoul." Park Yong-hoon sat on the sofa, and through the video, he could clearly see the spectacular and gorgeous night view behind him.

"Rong Xun, I used to talk about cooperation with you." Song Xuanji said in a formal manner.

"We need to discuss cooperation, and we have to do other things, right? Come on, don't you say you like to watch concerts of Korean singers? I'll prepare a few shows for you, no matter men and women or groups, as long as you like, choose whatever you like." Park Yong-hoon said arrogantly. Even if he said such words, the expression on his fair cheeks was not disgusting.

"See you then, I'm going to rest." Song Xuanji yelled and said with a little tiredness.

"Okay, see you then." Park Yong-hoon smiled and waved goodbye.

After the video was turned off, Song Xuanji rubbed her slightly swelling forehead, stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the bustling road below, with a faint look on her eyes.

"Su Man, are you ready for the traditional Chinese medicine exchange group?"

"All of them are ready. After hearing that Teacher Liu Chewu will also go, all the Chinese medicine doctors in our Dongzhou Province actively signed up for the participation. After strict screening, the final list has been determined, and a total of twenty people in and outside the province have been added."

"They will fly to South Korea with us at the same time to attend the exchange meeting." Suman stood on one side and reported respectfully.

"Teacher Liu Chewu?"

The moment she mentioned this name, another familiar face appeared in Song Xuanji's mind, and she almost instinctively asked: "Is there Ji Nian?"

"Yes, he was appointed by Teacher Liu Chewu." Su Man said softly.

"That's good. You've been tired these two days. Go down and have a good rest and prepare for your trip to Korea." Song Xuanji waved calmly.

"Yes." Suman turned and left.

Only Song Xuanji's own office was left, which seemed a little empty.

"Ji Nian, are we going to meet in Seoul?"

...
Chapter completed!