Han Dongzhe is trying to teach Jin Changhe a lesson, but Li Xiaomin shakes his head and says it's OK.

For Li Xiaomin's generosity, Han Dongzhe thought that she was guarding other prison guards. He didn't want people to think that she was the kind of narrow-minded person, so he would say again, "Miss Li, but he's too rude. I can't tolerate anyone doing this to you."

"I said no, I didn't." Li Xiaomin licked his lips and said faintly: "it's normal for a male prisoner to be in such a state when he sees a woman. If you torture him because of this, his spirit will not only be hit, but also the most important thing is that he will have a rebellious mentality in his heart, so that he will take a negative state in the next competition, I think that's the last thing you want to see? "

Although Han Dongzhe would say this when he was guarding Li Xiaomin, in fact, he knew that if Jin Changhe was corporal punished for this, it would certainly cause adverse effects. So he didn't really intend to corporal punish him. Instead, he wanted to tell Li Xiaomin to be reasonable and emotional after he left here. He hoped that he could cherish this opportunity of early release and don't look for trouble.

But Han Dongzhe didn't expect that Li Xiaomin would take the initiative to say so, and immediately nodded happily: "yes, yes, in fact, we don't want to hit him, but this boy is too ungrateful. If you don't teach him a lesson, I'm afraid your next work will be very difficult, I see..."

Li Xiaomin waved his hand to stop Han Dongzhe. Looking at the fanatical looking Jin Changhe, he said coldly, "let me deal with this problem. You take this man out and I'll fight with him. If he can defeat me, I will not blame him, but will still teach him what I have learned from the army."

Li Xiaomin finished, took a slanting look at Jin Changhe, turned around and walked out quickly.

Han Dongzhe sees that Li Xiaomin is going to teach Jin Changhe in person. It's hard to say anything more. He immediately arranges for someone to take her to the competition venue.

With a prison guard wearing glasses, Li Xiaomin came to the venue set up for the competition in Pusan prison.

In the capitalist developed countries, the conditions of Pusan prison are many times better than those of Vietnam. Not only is the prison itself located on a mountain not far from the sea, warm in winter and cool in summer, but also prisoners usually do not go to open mountains and smash rocks, but they manage about several hundred acres of flowers. Therefore, the whole prison is located in an evergreen garden.

The arena of the Asian finals of the Olympic fighting conference is arranged on a playground along the coast. This is the place where the prison guards of Busan prison usually train and relax. In order to create an excellent competition environment for the players of all countries, the prison authorities have done their best.

Li Xiaomin slowly walked up the ladder to the edge of the challenge arena, raised her hand to lift the rubber rope around the challenge arena, stretched her legs and stepped up. She stood on the challenge arena and looked West. She could see the vast sea, and even occasionally heard the sound of seagulls.

Maybe they all got the news that South Korean demon blue wanted to teach the first master of South Korean prison, Jin Changhe. At least 60 or 70 prison guards who were not on duty arrived here one after another. They stood in front of the challenge arena in a neat formation according to the usual practice, with their legs slightly apart and their hands behind.

Seeing that all these prison guards were enthusiastic about their worship, Li Xiaomin was in a much better mood. However, when he turned around, he thought of what was on his mind: it was said that Chai Murong was returning strongly and Hua Manyu was opposing the situation of abruptly stopping the production of "Longbin Jiangan Wang". The uproar in China was no less than that of the Nanhai incident a few days ago, But there's no sign of that guy showing up. Alas, I don't know where my man is. How can I feel that my wife is just a decoration.

The more Li Xiaomin thought about it, the more agitated he was. As soon as he breathed out a long breath, Jin Changhe, who held an obviously dirty thought to her, appeared in her sight.

Just now, when Li Xiaomin didn't think of his troubles, he was able to think rationally and calmly for Jin Changhe. He didn't blame him for the red fruit's eyes when he looked at her. Otherwise, he would be taught a lesson by just one sentence.

But now, when Li Xiaomin is upset by her Chinese husband, when he looks at Jin Changhe again, he has another look: how can I see him more and more, and feel that he is in need of beating? Isn't it just a prisoner who defeated other prisoners in South Korea? As for shaking your arms so much when you walk, you think you are Chu Yang. You can be so arrogant in front of me!

I really don't understand what a woman thinks. She can associate a prisoner with her man, and only associate with his bad side. This makes Li Xiaomin have a strange idea in his subconscious: you dare to learn from his arrogance like this, and I don't think I dare, or I won't think you are his hateful way to teach you?!

What does Li Xiaomin think? Jin Changhe doesn't know. He just knows that the coach hired by the prison party is going to "communicate" with him by fighting.

After listening to Han Dongzhe say what Li Xiaomin means and agree to Jin Changhe go out to fight with her in the challenge arena, if the prison guard didn't yell at her with an electric baton, the old man would have to smash the iron door of the prison with his head in extreme excitement: This is too exciting. He thought that he would never see a woman in Korea in his whole life, I didn't expect that the prison authorities invited such a hot woman to be my coach! Well, I'll have to tear off the hateful butterfly mask on her face later, and have a good look at the woman who has been working as a coach for me!

Jin Changhe, with a sonorous and powerful step, did not need the pushing and shoving of the prison guards. He quickly came to the challenge arena and looked up at Li Xiaomin standing on the stage. Saliva began to drip from the corner of his mouth. He raised his hands in handcuffs impatiently, indicating that the prison guards quickly opened it for him.

When Han Dongzhe personally untied Jin Changhe's handcuffs, he said in a low voice: "Jin Changhe, after you fight with her on the stage, you should be careful. If you let her have an accident, you will die. Don't blame me for not warning you!"

"Who is she?"

"It doesn't matter who she is, it's important that you remember what I said!"

"Haha, I see. Don't worry. I won't hurt her. I can't bear to part with her standard devil figure." Jin Changhe licked his lips, and then raised his hand to grasp a rubber rope. His body moved up and down. He first put his right foot on the rubber rope with his head down. Then he turned his body over with his hands, and the whole person stood on the rubber rope. Then his feet trembled on the rubber rope, and then he jumped forward with the elasticity of the rope, With a very clean forward somersault fell on the challenge arena.

Although Jin Changhe is a prisoner, he has won the low praise of many prison guards by his clean way on stage, which makes him very proud.

But Li Xiaomin looked like a blind man, not to mention admiring Mr. Jin's clean action. He didn't even move his eyes, so he looked at him faintly.

Jin Changhe took two steps forward, stopped three meters away from Li Xiaomin, wiped his nose with his right thumb, and asked with a smile: "Hi, girl, I heard that you are a Sanda coach hired by Han prison for me?"

"Well." Holding the arm of Li Xiaomin light um, is the answer.

"Hey hey, don't be so embarrassed. It's better not to be cool in front of me, because I played with many cool women before I came in. If I put it in that time, I would disdain to talk to you, but you are the only girl I've seen in this year, so I can allow you to be cool." Jin Changhe revolved around Li Xiaomin for several times, and his eyes did not hide the red and hot look of "I want to sleep with you".

Li Xiaomin slowly let go of his arm and asked Jin Changhe standing behind her: "what crime did you commit?"

"Hee hee, do you have a crush on me, ready to follow me when I get out of prison?" Jin Changhe replied with a smile: "in fact, I didn't commit much crime. When I came back from the golden triangle, I was caught by the South Korean coast guard and sentenced to 30 years' imprisonment. But don't worry. As long as I get good results for the South Korean prison party in Georgia and win honor for us Koreans, I should be acquitted soon. "

Li Xiaomin turned to look at the man who couldn't swallow his saliva and said with a sneer: "then you didn't expect that you would never get out of prison in your whole life? Depending on your arrogance, you may cause others' disgust in the challenge arena and directly abolish you. "

"No way, even if I can't beat others, as long as I admit defeat in time, we prisoners are very disciplined." Jin Changhe did not blush because he said such words. Instead, he felt that it was no longer normal.

In fact, in the long history of this nation, there have always been examples of this kind of Surrender: when Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty fought against Korea three times, whenever they saw that they were about to perish, they would kneel there crying and repenting, begging the Chinese nation to regard them as a group of dogs and spare their lives... And then when their strength recovered, they continued to invade the territory of the great Sui Dynasty.

It can be said that with practical actions, they have well explained what it means to keep green hills, not afraid of no firewood.

However, Li Xiaomin seems to be very disgusted with this shameless style. He slightly frowned and stepped back. In a low voice, he said, "Jin Changhe, I can guarantee that if you dare to look at me with this kind of eyes again, you will never have a chance to stand up again in your life!"

Jin Changhe was stunned, then he looked up and laughed. Just as Han Dongzhe was about to have a drink, his laughter stopped. He looked at Li Xiaomin and said with a grim smile, "listen to what you mean, are you going to fight so that I can never get up?"

"I mean that."

"What if you can't?"

"I can do it."

Shaking his shoulders again, Jin Changhe jumped a few times at will and said proudly, "I don't fight with women. I just want to bet with you."

Li Xiaomin's eyes narrowed slightly: "what gambling?"