puff!

As soon as he heard this voice, Yang Lin spit out all the air he had sucked into his mouth. Only Tong Yuyao was stunned for a moment, while Lin Duoduo and Qin Leyan also laughed at the same time. Obviously, they too

I heard what this guy said.

Lin Duoduo was laughing so hard that her branches were trembling, and the pair of cute jade rabbits on her chest were bouncing around, so attractive.

Don’t say anything inappropriate and don’t look at anything inappropriate!

Yang Lin murmured in his heart, trying very hard to move his eyes away from Lin Duoduo's pair of lively jade rabbits, and then looked towards the voice that spoke.

This is a man who looks to be about thirty years old. He is wearing a black gown. He is not tall, only about 1.6 meters tall. His head and forehead are also bald, and his face has a

The unique arrogance of planting sticks.

"Who is this guy? Why are you so arrogant?" Yang Lin frowned slightly and actually said that he was a stick. It was so abominable.

"His name is Li Changxing, and he is a painter from South Korea!" Tong Yuyao obviously knew this guy, and said with a frown: "This man is also quite famous in South Korea as a master of landscape painting. This time he came to the East China Sea, and he didn't know what channel he got from

When he learned that we were going to hold an art exhibition, he came in through some connections. This guy is really too much!"

Speaking of this, Tong Yuyao's tone also contained a little bit of unkindness, and she obviously didn't like this stick very much.

As soon as Li Changxing's voice fell, it immediately aroused a lot of dissatisfaction among the people around him.

"What are you talking about?" Someone had already started to shout: "This is obviously a painting by our people and has nothing to do with your so-called Korean nation!"

"Exactly, do you still think that we will display your Korean works?"

"Shameless stick, get out of here!"

"Bangzi is just Bangzi. I wish they could claim the whole universe belongs to them. It's really shameless!"

Li Changxing's arrogant voice suddenly attracted the attention of many people and aroused great anger.

For most Chinese, the Yamato nation is the most hateful and hateful, while the Korean nation is the most shameless and vile. This nation that created the universe, Confucius belongs to them, and the Dragon Boat Festival belongs to them, Li Shizhen

It belongs to them. Acupuncture has nothing to do with the Chinese. It was invented by their ancestors. By the way, Phelps is also theirs. Even Mo Yan, I guess even after he died, he belonged to the Korean nation.

But now, Yang Lin is still alive and well, and now he has become a glorious member of the Korean nation.

Several reporters have already pointed their cameras at Li Changxing. The expression on Li Changxing's face is still arrogant and unmoved, with a calm and calm expression. It seems that he is very sure that Taoist Tianming is one of them Koreans.

"Why are you talking?" A man wearing a plaid shirt standing next to Li Changxing shouted loudly: "Do you know the origin of this Taoist Tianming? I don't know why you talk so casually.

"How come we don't know? This must be us Chinese!"

"It's just that we are not willing to appreciate your Bangziguo's works!"

"You guys, you guys, want to draw such an impressive picture of a tiger descending from a mountain, but you can't do much more than just draw a picture of a lazy cat waking up!"

"A bunch of ignorant Chinese!" The man in the plaid shirt said in a serious tone: "This Tianming Taoist is a very famous painter in our Korean nation. He is good at pictures of birds and animals. This picture of a tiger descending from the mountain

, it was his work a year ago. At that time, this picture even caused a sensation in Korea. If you don’t believe it, you can watch the news!”

This seemingly serious sentence made everyone stunned for a moment, and some people had already begun to doubt in their hearts. Could it be that this Taoist Tianming is really Korean?

Li Changxing glanced at everyone, the expression on his face was even more proud, and said in blunt Mandarin: "Huh, yes, this Taoist Tianming is a member of our Korean nation, just because you Chinese people are as stupid as pigs

, how is it possible to draw such an excellent work?”

"That bald dwarf over there, what are you talking about?"

Suddenly, a word reached Li Changxing's ears.

Subconsciously, Li Changxing looked at Yang Lin. He is also one of the famous painters in Korea. He hates others calling him bald or dwarf. But now, Yang Lin almost made Li Changxing call him bald or dwarf.

On the verge of going berserk.

"Hey, look at me when I call you. It seems that you also know what kind of thing you are!" As he said this, Yang Lin walked towards Li Changxing with a smile.

"Boy, what are you talking about? Are you insulting a distinguished guest of the Korean nation? Apologize immediately?" Before Li Changxing could speak, the plaid shirt next to him pointed at Yang Lin's nose and shouted loudly.

"Are you Chinese?" Yang Lin's eyes fell on the face of the plaid shirt and he asked slowly.

"Yes, but that seems to have happened a long time ago. I am no longer from this ignorant country. I am now a glorious Korean. Oh, by the way, my name is Park Jung-hung!"

The plaid shirt looked at Yang Lin and said proudly. There was no shame in his tone. It seemed that being a Korean nation was an outstanding and glorious thing.

As soon as this statement came out, it immediately aroused the anger of countless people around him.

"You little beast who forgets his ancestors!"

"**, it is a blasphemy for someone like you to step on Chinese soil!"

This plaid shirt showed no sense of shame at all. Instead, there was a kind of aloof pride on his face: "Hmph, it's hard for me to communicate with you Chinese monkeys. What the hell, it's obviously something from our Korean nation. I have to say

It’s yours, don’t you feel ashamed?”

What kind of person is the most hateful? Answer: traitor!

This plaid shirt is like a traitor, a rare traitor who can do anything in China to please his Korean master.

Anger, this emotion ignited everyone's emotions in an instant.

This plaid shirt, however, had no consciousness of making a mistake. Instead, he kept fawning over Li Changxing: "Mr. Li, you don't have to be like these Chinese monkeys. How can they, a lowly and inferior nation, know the greatness of our Korean nation?

"

Then, the plaid shirt pointed at Yang Lin's nose and shouted: "You, come over immediately and apologize, you splashing monkey..."

Suddenly, the plaid shirt's eyes flashed, and Yang Lin disappeared under his nose. When he came back to his senses, suddenly, a gust of wind echoed in his ears, followed by a snap.

, a loud slap echoed violently on the third floor of the stadium.

"Teach your ancestors a lesson for you, a little beast who forgets his ancestors!"

Accompanied by Yang Lin's rather powerful roar.

A scream was heard. On the spot, the plaid shirt was slapped by Yang Lin, making him dizzy. He opened his mouth and spat out a few teeth with slightly yellow edges. A sharp scream came from his ears,

It seemed like countless mosquitoes were flying all over the sky.

"Well played!"

Yang Lin's slap really made people breathe a sigh of relief. Seeing the plaid shirt being slapped to the ground by Yang Lin, a refreshing feeling emerged spontaneously.

"You, you dare to hit someone!" At this moment, the plaid shirt lying on the ground also came to his senses slightly, only to feel a burning pain coming from his cheek.

"Do you know who I hate the most?" Yang Lin looked at the plaid shirt and asked calmly.

"Who?" The plaid shirt asked subconsciously.

"Traitor!" Yang Lin said and slapped him hard again with his backhand.

The plaid shirt opened his mouth and spit out a few more teeth. Two slaps knocked out more than half of the plaid shirt's teeth.

"Well played!"

"Teach this little beast a lesson!"

"This little bastard, if you don't teach him a lesson, he won't know his last name!"

"Hit him!"

There was a burst of cheers from the crowd. They had just seen the arrogance of this plaid shirt. At this time, Yang Lin's slap was really enjoyable, just like eating a good hot pot in winter or eating ice cream in summer. It was so enjoyable.

So cool.

"You, you, how can you hit someone?" Li Changxing on the other side saw Yang Lin directly beating someone. He couldn't help but stayed for a moment. He pointed at Yang Lin's nose and held back a sentence for a long time.

"It's none of your business here, shut up!" Yang Lin glanced at Li Changxing and just swept it casually. The hairs all over Li Changxing's body stood up. A feeling of fear arose spontaneously, and he opened his mouth wide.

Can't even say a word.

"Security!" Yang Lin shouted.

Immediately, several security guards came over quickly. They looked at Yang Lin, nodded and bowed, and said, "What are your orders, Mr. Yang?"

These security guards have been here a long time ago. If it were ordinary people, they would have come up to stop it. Although the stick is hateful, their accusation is to maintain order here.

But after seeing Yang Lin, he didn't do anything. Li Changxing and Plaid Shirt didn't know that they came late, but they saw with their own eyes that Wang Dong, who was so arrogant, apologized politely to Yang Lin. Moreover, this Plaid Shirt was really

Damn it, they all wanted to rush up and teach him a lesson, but now that Yang Lin had whipped him, they were happy to see it happen, and they felt so happy.

Yang Lin pointed at the plaid shirt and said calmly: "Drag him down to avoid getting this place dirty!"

"Hey, Mr. Yang, we know!" The leading security guard waved his hand, and several security guards immediately swarmed forward. The figure still wanted to struggle, but how could he be the opponent of these powerful security guards?

"You guys, what are you doing? I tell you, what you are doing is illegal. I want to find the embassy. I want...!" The voice of the plaid shirt was trembling, which was caused by the leakage from the mouth.

.

Bang!

Yang Lin walked over and punched him hard on the forehead. Immediately, the plaid shirt fainted and was dragged down by several security guards.

"Okay, the world is finally clean!" Yang Lin turned around and looked at Li Changxing with a smile.

Li Changxing swallowed his saliva subconsciously and stammered: "You, you, what do you want to do?" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Piaotian Literature Register Member to recommend this
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