Chapter 251

"Qin Lang, where are you? Don't you have an appointment to accompany me to the martial arts school? " Ling Sina's angry voice roared out.

"Oh, I forgot." Qin Lang patted his forehead.

"Believe it or not, I'll kill you!" Ling Sina's voice is more angry.

"Damn it, you're not. I'll just go there now." Qin Lang quickly explained.

Immediately, hung up the phone, stopped a taxi, and went straight to the place agreed with Ling Sina.

At the appointed place, Ling Sina meets Qin Lang and scolds him. Then she drives Qin Lang to the place where the martial arts school is located.

It's a martial arts school. In fact, when Qin Lang arrived, he found out that its full name was "Jingwu martial arts school".

Qin Lang is very fond of this name. From this name, we can roughly say that the owner here is a man who loves martial arts and patriotism.

The Chinese martial arts museum is located in the downtown area of Pinghai, with nearly 500 square meters of space and countless mechanical equipment in order.

In this way, there is a football field of the same size and area. In Pinghai City, it's no wonder that people will stare at it.

After all, it's a big piece of fat!

At this time, in the central arena of the National Martial Arts Museum, a strong young man, covering his chest, turned pale and obviously suffered a serious internal injury.

He is the curator of the Jingwu National Art Museum. His name is Zhang Wen. His father opened an original style library, and his mother liked to raise flowers and plants. The family was leisurely and elegant. He was the only one who liked to dance swords and guns.

He has been practicing Nanquan since he was a child. Now he is only 25 years old. He has participated in several national Wushu competitions and even won the place.

"Liu Yu, you've gone too far!" Zhang Wen covered his chest and questioned a tall young man in front of him.

Standing in front of Zhang Wen, Liu Yu, deputy curator of Taekwondo, was domineering and contemptuous. He sneered and said, "is this what you call national skill? It's too weak! I didn't do my best, and you've become like this. It's a pity that this great venue is our Taekwondo school from now on! Your students can follow us! "

Behind Zhang Wen is a member of the National Art Museum. When he sees Liu Yu's great power and blows up Zhang Wen, his face turns pale, and he has a lot of hesitation in his heart.

Even the head of the national martial arts school is not as good as the deputy head of Taekwondo. There are different opinions about the two kinds of martial arts. Some members even have the idea to leave the national martial arts school and join the Taekwondo school.

"Sister Sina, why are you here? The curator is fighting with them." At the gate of the martial arts school, when she saw Ling Sina coming in, a lovely girl came up and took Ling Sina's hand and complained.

"Well, who is this man? He can't be your boyfriend, can he?" She saw Qin Lang again and asked curiously.

The girl's name is Xu Lanlan. She is Ling Sina's primary school sister in the martial arts school. Because she is a rare girl here, they are familiar with each other.

"No, I asked him to help the curator."

Ling Sina quickly complained. Although Qin Lang is pretty good-looking and has a fierce fight, it's a rogue personality. How can she like it?

"Help? Just him? "

Xu Lanlan was stunned and looked at Qin Lang up and down. Then she came to Ling Sina's ear and said in a soft voice, "sister Sina, you're sure you're not wrong. Just his small body, I guess I can't beat him?"

Her voice is very small, but Qin Lang's ears are so sharp that he has heard it. Without waiting for Ling Sina to answer, she went up and said, "little sister, if you fight with me, I can give you two hands. Do you believe it? However, if you use the beauty trick, I might lose to you. "

Xu Lan was stunned and opened her mouth. She didn't know what to say.

Qin Lang laughs and goes in first.

"Sister Sina, the man you are looking for is not a hooligan, is he?" Looking at Qin Lang's swaggering figure, Xu LAN asks in amazement.

"He is a rascal!"

Ling Sina gritted her teeth and her face turned red. Qin Lang is so shameful when he comes here!

"All right, all right, sister Sina, let's hurry over."

Xu Lanlan, with a question mark on her face, doesn't ask much. She pulls Ling Sina towards it.

But now on the field, the morale of the National Art Museum has fallen to the extreme, and the students are dejected one by one, ready to cast pearls in secret.

"The curator failed?"

Ling Sina opens her mouth and looks at Zhang Wen in a mess. Her eyes are full of surprise.

It should be noted that Zhang Wen's skill is something she has seen. Even in the special police, she can be regarded as a good hand. Now she can be knocked down so quickly by Taekwondo people?

"Chinese Martial Arts Museum, but is there anyone else who wants to compete with us in Taekwondo?"

At this time, Liu Yu stood on the martial arts platform and looked down at a group of people in the martial arts museum. They lowered their heads and did not dare to speak any more.

"Liu Yu, that's enough!"Zhang Wenbo drinks, the competition has already lost, but the opposite unexpectedly does not depend on does not scratch, really let a person angry!

"Zhang Wen, are you still in the mood to yell at me? Look at yourself, like a lost dog. "

Liu Yu disdains, he is 1.9 meters tall, strong, shaved bullet, very arrogant. And he was wearing a black belt around his waist, which showed that his strength had reached the level of black belt and he was very strong.

Seeing the curator insulted on the stage, Ling Sina, who had a hot temper, suddenly jumped out of the room and drank, "asshole, I'll compare with you!"

Liu Yu a Leng, aim at Ling Sina, immediately eyes a bright.

Then he looked at Zhang Wen with disdain and said, "ha ha, your national art museum is really powerful. It's such a beautiful girl. How can it be? Do you want to hide your beauty in a golden house? "

Ling sina is usually a police uniform, but today is different, wearing a dress, just like Cinderella to snow white, amazing.

At this time, the director of the Taekwondo Hall standing on one side said, "Zhang Wen, if you want, you can join our Taekwondo Club. I promise that within one year, you will become a real expert!"

The curator of the Taekwondo Club is a Korean. His face looks like wax, shining in the light.

Zhang Wen struggled to stand up, cold eyes shaking his head, "scholars can be killed, not humiliated, today is my Zhang literature art is not good, but will never betray the national skill! I have always been one of the best in the world

The Taekwondo curator immediately closed his mouth and looked at Zhang Wen as if he were looking at a grasshopper.

"Come on, I won't lose today unless I fall down!" Zhang Wen, with a strong will and a broken body, vowed to die.