How about it, Big Heroine, you should be happy today. We have taken away the plaques from the Megatron Martial Arts Hall. I think they will be depressed for a long time. "
Lin Fei and Xia Lin returned to the suite.
Lin Fei casually placed the plaque in the corner.
This plaque still has some value. After all, there is still a trace of spiritual power left on this Megatron martial arts gym, which is to say that it was left by a master of spiritual power.
Charlene also felt that tonight was very exciting.
She had never imagined that the world of warriors was so exciting, and Xia Lin actually became a master.
"Thank you, Brother Lin. If it were you, I really wouldn't be able to beat them today."
Lin Fei smiled and said, "Actually, you are also very smart. As long as you study more and understand more, you will naturally make progress. I will take this plaque away. It is of no use to you anyway. As for you in the future Just be careful when doing things in South Asia.”
Charlene nodded, "I will definitely be careful. Now I am also a master."
Charlene clenched her fist vigorously.
Lin Fei is also very good at Xia Lin's strength, and he can still get along well in South Asia.
There is another prerequisite for this, and that is that Lin Fei wants to visit the Megatron Martial Arts Gym.
Originally, Lin Fei wouldn't care if Xia Lin was not in South Asia, but once he leaves, who knows if the Mega Martial Arts School will do other things.
So after Xia Lin fell asleep, Lin Fei left the suite and went straight to the Megatron Martial Arts Gym.
He left a trace of spiritual consciousness on the curator's body.
Lin Fei could easily know the location of the curator.
The curator did not leave the Megatron Martial Arts Hall.
Today is a very bad day for Megatron Martial Arts School.
Because their plaque was taken away, the news has spread in the circle.
Weizhen Martial Arts School was disgraced and sent to grandma's house.
Those colleagues will definitely take advantage of this opportunity to crazily smear Megatron Martial Arts School.
Who dares to say that Wei Zhen Martial Arts School is powerful without seeing that the plaque has been taken away?
By then, if it is passed down to ten, everyone will know that the Mega Martial Arts Gym is not going to work.
The director scolded Lu Hai and the others bloody. As for the troublemakers, they were kicked out of the Mega Martial Arts Gym one by one, and all the little strength they had was taken back.
Waiting for them will be very costly.
As for Lu Hai, as a grandmaster, he also received three punches from the curator, and he will be lying in the hospital for more than half a year.
Even so, the curator's temper still did not go down.
He also found someone to find out, and that person was indeed not someone he could deal with in a short while, so he just sat there and sulked.
I even opened a bottle of good wine that I would usually be reluctant to drink, so I could only use it to relieve my worries.
"You're still drinking alone in the middle of the night. You're quite interesting."
Lin Fei entered the curator's room.
The curator was drinking heavily and didn't even have a row of peanuts in front of him. Hearing this sound unexpectedly, he waved his hand and a series of things flew out.
These things stopped when they flew in front of Lin Fei, as if they were blocked by a layer of force.
"Don't be so angry. I'm not here to fight just for you. Besides, can you really beat me?"
The curator looked up and finally recognized it. Isn't this the guy who left at night? Actually came back again.
"What do you want to do? Don't think that our Megatron Martial Arts School is really that easy to bully. Our backer is the Kunlun Secret Realm..."
"Come on, come on, stop talking. I have no interest in the Kunlun Secret Realm. I came here in the middle of the night just to give you some advice. It depends on whether you listen or not."
advice?
Of course the curator didn't want to hear it, but now that everyone was standing here, and his opponent's mental power attack was more advanced than his, his expression turned cold.
"I would like to hear what advice you can give us at the Megatron Martial Arts School."
The curator is actually very timid and really doesn't want to fight with the opponent.
There is really no chance of winning, but he will have to suffer.
He is a master of Qi training, and this is the real tragedy.
Fortunately, there was no one around at this time, so if you were timid, you would be timid. No one would know anyway, so the curator comforted himself in this way.
"My friend is going to be in South Asia for a while. I know that your Mega Martial Arts School is quite capable, but if you try to set your sights on my friend, I won't mind slaughtering your Mega Martial Arts School. Then the official will just It will be considered an accident.”
Being threatened.
The curator slapped his palm on the table, "How dare you."
I thought it was some advice, but I didn't expect it to be a disguised threat. He had been the curator for so long and had never heard such words before.
"It seems like you still don't want to listen to my advice. That doesn't matter. Just give yourself 10 slaps in the face first."
Lin Fei sat down on the sofa, grabbed the bottle of red wine and flew over, "You know how to enjoy it, this bottle of red wine is not bad, it has a history of forty or fifty years."
Lin Fei took out a wine glass, poured half a glass for himself, and took a slow sip.
As soon as the curator heard what the other party said, his expression changed, and then he found that he couldn't move.
He slowly raised his left hand and slapped him on the face.
The force of this slap was astonishing, almost knocking him over.
But he didn't move at all, as if his feet had grown roots, and his right hand was also raised.
Another slap greeted him.
My face instantly felt hot.
Snap, snap, snap.
A slap on the left, a slap on the right, a slap on the right, a slap on the left.
After 10 slaps, the curator was a little confused.
He was actually controlled by someone and couldn't even resist.
He is a great master of Qi training.
"It seems like 10 slaps won't make any difference, so 100 slaps will be fine. Anyway, I have plenty of time tonight, so I'll just spend it slowly with you."
Lin Fei smiled and took another sip of red wine. The curator wanted to speak, but found that he could not speak.
The left and right hands started working again.
A very rhythmic sound rose and fell in the room. Fortunately, there was no one around at this time.
In addition, the gym manager has a bad temper today, and even if someone hears the sound at the Mega Martial Arts Hall, he will not come over.
We don’t want to go in there and be used as a punching bag.
The curator could only watch as he slapped himself 100 times.
After these 100 slaps, my whole face turned into a pig-headed face.
"Stop fighting, stop fighting. I accept this advice. As long as your friend is in South Asia, our Megatron Martial Arts School will not cause any trouble for her."
Lin Fei shook his head, "No, you misunderstood. What I meant is that if my friend has any accident in South Asia, then I will go directly to you as the curator. Next time, I won't slap him 100 times." It’s simple, but stabbing 100 knives on the body, I think with your physique you should be able to withstand these 100 knives.”
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