Chapter 1971: metamorphosis?

1971
"Let's go see a few martial arts fellows in the Kimchi country, how about?" Xu Taiping asked.
"Yes!" Batu from the ancient Mongolian country grinned. "I also want to see the golden bell, that guy, I didn't come to meet us yesterday, even if I sneaked away, I must face him with him. Have a chat!"
"There is no problem." Amir Khan of the Three Kingdoms said, "He is also the strongest player in our second Asian combat. Now I am detained and I should visit it."
"I still have something, I will not go." God said with a smile.
"I don't want to go." Yi Heng said indifferently.
Not long after, people who went to see Jin Zhongzhao were all sure. Twenty-seven people were going to see Jin Zhongzhao.
Those who go to see Jin Zhongzhao, some really want to visit, and some just to ridicule Kim Jong-il.
After the meal, under the leadership of Xu Taiping, the group directly took the bus to the Xiahai City Detention Center.
At the same time, in the Xihai City Detention Center.
There are many people in the detention center.
Because of the large population relationship, the detention center in Xiahai City is divided into several rooms, and each room is held for about seven to ten people. In these rooms, the degree of freedom of the detainees is still very high, except that they cannot play mobile phones. Outside of the room, there are basically no other things to do.
Kim Jong-il was locked up in Room 3.
The other pickled people were arrested in other rooms and did not have a room with him.
With the Jin Zhongzhao close together, there are Lao Lai who owe money and don’t pay back, fight, and the same is caught, drunk driving...
Kim Jong-il sat on a chair against the wall, leaning against the wall, and his face was as dark as ink.
He was detained here and was sentenced to three days of detention. Such a punishment directly broke his chance to participate in the world’s strongest martial arts association. This is a golden life that Jin Zhongzhao can’t bear. He represented the Kimchi country, but he lost his qualification because of 嫖c. After returning to the Kimchi country, he must be greeted by the people of the Kimchi country!
Kim Jong-il shivered and closed his eyes. In his opinion, the initiators of all this were Xu Taiping. If there was no such thing as Xu Taiping’s ghosts, they would have already lived in the hotel. Where are the things now, Jin Zhongzhao even I suspect that I will be caught by the police, and it may be arranged by Xu Taiping!
For Xu Taiping, Jin Zhongzhao really hated not killing the other party. He secretly vowed that after three days he left here, he must go to Xu Taiping for revenge. Even if he can’t kill the other party, he must learn the other side well. The other party pays a painful price! !
Next to Kim Jong-il, the old man who owes money and does not return is lying on the chair, and the whole person is like no bones.
In front of him, the man who was locked in because of the fight was moving back and forth, and his face could still see a heavy suffocation.
"amount!"
A drunkard took a wine cellar and walked over to sit next to Kim Jong-il.
Kim Jong-il can smell the strong alcohol smell on the other side.
"Man, how come in?" asked the drunkard.
Jin Zhongzhao did not speak, sitting there expressionlessly.
"Looking at you, it's not like owing money or returning. It's not like just fighting with people. You shouldn't be blocked in?" asked the drunkard.
Jin Zhongzhao slightly frowned, still did not speak.
"It should look like this. Are you calling fast food? I told you that it is fast food, and there is a roadside massage shop. This is the easiest to get caught. You have to go to a formal club. There are two layers. On the first floor, the first floor is a regular massage, and the second floor can be used to find chickens. So even if the police come, the run can run away, understand? Right, you are a cognac brother?" the drunkard asked incessantly.
Jin Zhongzhao glanced at the drunkard and slowly raised his fist and said, "I am practicing boxing, so I will come to quarrel me, otherwise, yell at you!"
"How do you practice punching? Listening to your accent is not like a Chinese person. You shouldn't be a stick? Oh, it's good, you know that I am dry? I tell you, I am specializing in small cards. I know, it’s a business card for the door of the hotel room!
The drunkard said as he reached for Kimura’s shoulder.
"Roll!" Jin Zhongzhao said, he did not expect that the person around him turned out to be a person who came into jail. If he is not in the detention center, he has already dumped the man in front of him!
"Who told me to roll?" The man who was locked in because of the fight heard Jin Zhongzhao's words, and came over and stared at Jin Zhongzhao.
When the drunkard looked at the situation, he pointed out that Kim Jong-il said, "It is what he said, not me."
After that, the drunkard turned to the side.
"Is you let me roll?" asked the man staring at Jin Zhongzhao.
"It's me." Jin Zhongzhao said coldly.
"Bastard, look for death!" The fight man directly reached out and grabbed the collar of Jin Zhongzhao, angered. "You dare to call me to roll, you don't know who I am?"
"Let your hands go, otherwise, your hand will break in the next second," Jin Zhongzhao said.
"Broken?" The man suddenly grinned and said, "Do you dare to fight back? You dare to beat me, it is not just a three-day detention, it is a week, it is fifteen days!"
"Who are you?!" Jin Zhongzhao looked at the man who was fighting.
"I? I am here to let you add a sentence! If you have a kind, you will hit me." The fight man said, and directly punched the face toward Jin Zhongzhao's face.
Jin Zhongzhao leaned back on his head and escaped the fight. He did not cover the man. However, he raised his foot and confronted Jin Zhongzhao with a kick.
This foot Jin Zhong Zhao did not hide, and was directly shackled on the lower abdomen.
"Bastard!" Kim Jong-il screamed, raising his fist to fight a man is a punch.
Fighting men do not flash do not hide, just stood in the same place waiting for Jin Zhongzhao.
Seeing this punch is going to hit the man, and Jin Zhong Zhao Meng stopped his fist.
This is not the discovery of Jin Zhongzhao's heart, but Jin Zhongzhao suddenly remembered to fight what the man had just said. He came to give Jin Zhongzhao a penalty!
If you fight here, it will definitely be extended for detention!
Now he is only detained for three days. If he fights again and is detained for a week, fifteen days or even longer, it will be too bad!
"Don't dare to fight? Lao Tzu can dare!" The man screamed and laughed, and it was a heavy punch that hit Jin Zhongzhao.
This fight man is not an ordinary person. His speed is very fast, and his angle is very high. He is definitely a super master.
Jin Zhongzhao did not dare to fight back, only to constantly dodge.
"Brothers, do him." The man shouted.
Several people in the room flocked and attacked the Golden Bell.
These people are not ordinary people, and each can count as a martial arts master!
Under the siege of so many people, Kim Jong-il was obviously unable to escape all of them, and the room was originally small, so Jin Zhongzhao was blocked in the corner after a while.
Subsequently, a fist hits toward Jin Zhongzhao.
Kim Jong-il used his hands to protect his head, and the whole man curled up on the ground, letting the other side attack him.
For Kim Jong-Meng, these people are powerful, but as long as he takes the shot, he will definitely kill them in an instant. However, now he can’t shoot. Once he’s shot, don’t think it’s a fight, then it’s finished. Now the most important thing is to hurry up. Going out here, I am being beaten by these people anyway, and I will not be hurt by the strength of his body. Then let them play, and when he goes out, look for opportunities to take revenge!
Just when Kim Jong-il was fat, a shocking voice suddenly sounded from the side.
"My God, what is going on here?!"
Upon hearing this voice, Jin Zhongzhao directly looked at the direction of the sound.
Just a short distance from him, a group of people are standing there!
This group of people, Jin Zhongzhao did not know much, but there are several who have seen it, each of them is a master, and this is the one who participated in the Asian Regional Squad, the most powerful martial arts contest in the world, and among these people, there is one Personal Jin Zhongzhao has never seen it, but he is familiar with the kind that can't be done. This person is Xu Taiping. At this time, Xu Taiping, holding his mobile phone on his hand, seems to be recording video.
"What are you doing, let me stop!!"
The staff of the detention center next to the Xu Taiping people saw Jin Zhongzhao fight here and quickly shouted loudly.
Those who were beating around the Golden Bell rushed to spread out and hid to the side.
"When I arrived at the detention center, I dared to fight, and tired of you?" The staff screamed.
"It is this kimchi country who first swears at us!" The fight man pointed to Jin Zhongzhao.
"Yes, he said that we are sick people in East Asia!" Someone immediately agreed.
"Give me shut up! Go and go." The staff scolded.
A group of people encircling Jin Zhongzhao quickly hid further afield.
At this time, Jin Zhongzhao stood up from the ground.
The clothes on his body have become something similar to rags. His face, hands, body, and stains are everywhere.
Xu Taiping, and a large group of martial arts masters around him, looked at Jin Zhongzhao unbelievably.
A top-level master with a combat power of nearly 80,000 was actually encircled by a group of ordinary people?
What is in the mind of this top master? Or is he inclined to be abused? Otherwise, how could he let a large group of ordinary people encircle him?
Everyone’s look at Kim Jong-il’s eyes has become a bit weird.
This Jin Zhongzhao is not only arrested because of 嫖c, but also a group of ordinary people in the detention center to beat him, this person, really, some weird! ! ! Isn't that a metamorphosis?