Anyway, he didn't speak to the other party at all, just retorting, Park Jung-soo was not angry at all.

For Fan Zhongqiu, Park Jung-soo asked his grandfather to sue her grandmother last year to pay for the construction of the martial arts association and promised to keep the competition venue there.

Fan Zhongqiu, based on the principle of fairness, thought that it would be more than nothing to do with these Gentiles.

But who knew that in that competition, these Gentiles tried their best and attacked them all over the place, which made Fan Zhongqiu almost abdicated and gave way that year.

So Fan Zhongqiu naturally had no good feelings for these Goryeo people.

Park Jung-soo could not really withdraw after seeing the protest ineffective. Now they finally got this position, so they could only angrily head towards their team.

But as he walked, his face suddenly changed, and he felt something was wrong with his abdomen!

Then I looked up and saw that the disciples brought to my gym were all looking at me with disgust and holding my stomach in pain.

At this moment, Park Jung-soo not only smelled an unusual and faint stench, but also smelled an unusual and conspiracy.

He turned around angrily and looked at Chen San!

"You actually poisoned melons! Despicable! So despicable!" After hearing this, the disciples of Taekwondo Hall stood up with their stomachs and glared!

"If you can't beat it, use this kind of despicable means!

"Disgusting! I feel disgusted for you!

Everyone couldn't help but look at Chen San, but at the same time they were thinking that we had eaten the fruits and vegetables, why didn't we have any trouble yet?

But at this moment, the head of the Mantis Sect showed the same painful expression as those of the Goryeo people. He stood up angrily, but the direction he faced was not Chen San but Park Jung-soo!

"You actually poisoned me in the rice ball!"

"I have no grudges and grudges with you, why do you do this?"

"From today on my Mantis Sect and you are incompatible!"

The disciples of other martial arts schools who were eating melons didn't know what happened, but at this moment, the eldest disciple of the Mantis Sect stood up and explained the whole story: "At lunch at noon, my master saw that they were pitiful, so he went up to ask them

Should I come over and have something together? They refused, but gave my master a rice dumpling.

After my master came back, he said that these people didn’t look that bad, but who knew that they actually put medicine in the rice balls. In order to harm my master, they even used the people in their entire martial arts hall as bait. It was so despicable!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked at Park Jung-soo again.

It is clear what kind of food is going on.

Everyone ate the fruits and melons, but only the head of the Mantis Sect and Park Jung-soo had problems, but the rice ball was only eaten by the people with stomachache now, so the problem could only be the rice ball!

"What the hell is going on?" Park Jung-soo looked at their chef. Today their chef also came with them. After all, someone would have to take the lunch for so many people.

And the chef's eyes flashed when he met Park Jung-soo.

"what is going on?"

The chef was stared at by this gaze and was afraid that the responsibility would be pushed to his head. He had to stand up and said weakly: "Master, it's not my fault for this matter. Who told you to give too little money? Every day, my disciples,

I can only eat these, and I can see meat and fish once every few days.

So the rice in the martial arts hall has become a bit bad after being stored for a long time. In order not to let you eat it, I treated it a little and removed the smell..."

Park Jung-soo was almost angry when he heard this, thinking when it was time to tell me this?

You said you can't tell me to buy some new rice, why do you have to make so rice into fine and bring it to the martial arts hall, and it's so good that you won't die. If something happens sooner or later, you'll have to happen when the martial arts competition is about to be held.

?

So their men have to wait until after the first two rounds of competition, and they are fighting against the winner, but they can even think of it with their heels. The disciples who have pulled one game can't beat Jingwu Sect and Longhu Sect at all!

, if you are beaten up and then attack one or eighth of the upper doors, you will only be abused!

, when I think of this, Park Jung-soo can no longer sit still.

Instead of losing in humiliatingly, it is better to withdraw bravely now. Anyway, my position in the fifth place in the martial arts school is already stable.

", conspiracies are all conspiracies! We abstain from today's competition!"

Park Jung-soo is also very sensible. He said he was abstaining, not withdrawing from the competition, because now he withdrew from the competition, the fifth position will be gone. By then, the Wushu Association will naturally be able to go from the remaining martial arts halls that have not been attended.

In the middle, find any one to come and make up the numbers.

, so what he said is today's total weapons.

For a moment, the room was full of ridicule, but his eyes were shot in the foot by the stone, and he still asked around like a beautiful clown who threw the stone!

The head of the Mantis Sect hurried to the back to go to the toilet due to unbearable abdominal pain, while Park Jung-soo took his disciples and turned to leave the martial arts hall because he was afraid that if he stayed there, those people would do it again.

What tricks to humiliate them.

"The little three and four close the door!"

.After accompanying Zheng Xiu and his men out of the martial arts hall, the deep mountains shouted to the door.

, and the little three and four guarding the door, heard this, he followed the door with a sound and inserted the door bolt from it.

As a result, at this time, Park Jung-soo realized that he had not yet used the toilet!

There was still a distance when I returned to the martial arts hall from here, but the feeling in my stomach was getting stronger and stronger and there was no time to run back to the bathroom.

Park Jung-soo had to turn around and smash the door with a bang.

"We still have nothing to do when we open the door!"

But the little three and four inside had already heard the order and turned a deaf ear to the sound of smashing the door outside: "President Qiao, please come back, you have abandoned the competition today, and the Tianjin martial arts competition is held now, and there is no one involved in it

You can't wait to enter!"
Chapter completed!