Chapter 1410 - 1411: These Bastards Forgot One Thing
Slap!
Liio Sheng Hongyi hurled the iPad on the table heavily to the floor.
Always one to emphasize cultivation, he couldn't control the anger that surged straight to his head.
Insult!
This is a blatant insult to the samurai of Karate!
"Bastard, this is provocation, this is an insult and provocation to our Great Sang warriors!"
Even after smashing the iPad, Liio Sheng Hongyi wasn't satisfied and threw documents, tea cups, pen holders, and everything else on the table to the ground in a rage.
The poor little secretary trembled, retreating with hands lowered at a distance.
He was afraid that the furious Liio Sheng Hongyi would vent his anger on him.
Little Okamoto, kneeling on the ground, was puzzled and looked at Liio Sheng Hongyi with a face full of questions.
"Uncle Liio Sheng, what's wrong?"
Liio Sheng Hongyi's teeth gnashed, making a grating sound, as he glared with bloodshot eyes.
"Your Gangzhi Style has done a good deed, utterly disgracing our Great Sang warriors!"
Little Okamoto looked at Liio Sheng Hongyi with grievance, dumbstruck, not understanding why Liio Sheng Hongyi was so furious.
Liio Sheng Hongyi gritted his teeth and grabbed his mobile phone, calling the Storm Style Karate Dojo.
The entire office building could hear the roar of this martial arts master, who always emphasized cultivation.
"Mr. Bantian, I don't want to say too much, please immediately rush to the Longwei Martial Arts Gym on Fuqing Street."
"Whether you seize them or pay ransom, quickly get those disciples back, before the media reporters arrive, mark my words."
On the phone, Mr. Bantian clearly hadn't understood, repeatedly saying hello.
"Respected Chairman, I don't quite understand what you mean, what exactly happened?"
Liio Sheng Hongyi said through gritted teeth.
"Start now, and you'll understand when you get to Fuqing Street, hurry up."
Liio Sheng Hongyi hung up directly before Bantian could speak.
His next call was directly to the consulate of Mysterious Country in Sang Country.
"Mr. Ambassador, I need your help."
"Please use your influence to control several major media centers in Luoshanji, and keep silent about the news that happened yesterday."
The ambassador on the other end of the line was still heavily sleepy.
"Respected Chairman, I don't quite understand what you mean, please tell me the whole story."
Liio Sheng Hongyi briefly and quickly recounted the story, and the ambassador exclaimed in horror.
"Oh my God, it's unimaginable that such a thing happened."
The ambassador reminded Liio Sheng Hongyi.
"Chairman, I must remind you that actually, this matter can completely be handled by reporting to the police, their actions have violated the laws of Mysterious Country."
Liio Sheng Hongyi sneered.
"No, since they have already started, we have to accompany them to the end of this game."
"Mortal World matters are resolved in the Mortal World, this is the rule of the Martial World, if we choose to report to the police, it means we've lost."
At this point, Liio Sheng Hongyi's teeth were gritting loudly.
"This time, unless this group of damned Huaxia pigs is completely wiped out, the hatred in my heart cannot be resolved!"
"At the same time, it's also the best opportunity to revive national martial arts and forge the backbone of the nation. To achieve this goal, I'm willing to sacrifice my life."
The ambassador was solemnly impressed: "Alright, Chairman, I will fully assist you."
Liio Sheng Hongyi hung up the phone, thinking about it and feeling uneasy, he called seven or eight Karate dojos like the Qianji Style, Iron Mountain Style, and Phantom Style.
He instructed these dojo masters to come to headquarters immediately to discuss countermeasures.
In the Longwei Martial Arts Gym, Yang Fei was joyfully guiding the many disciples.
Everyone was lifting Karate disciples, who had their hands tied and their butts propped up, into the air with long wooden poles.
Although the Karate disciples above couldn't move, their lips were sharp, cursing loudly, with their bones quite stiff.
Long Hai, feeling irritated, waved his hand, instructing the many disciples to find countless stinky socks and the like, stuffing them into each person's mouth.
These disciples, with their mouths stuffed, were making muffled noises, still angry and unyielding, but unable to curse out loud anymore.
Yang Fei, with his ears finally quiet, burst into laughter, giving Long Hai a thumbs up.
"Good idea, the world is quiet now."
Long Hai wasn't as cheerful as Yang Fei, and was worried.
"Master Uncle, do you think they might call the police? If the police of Mysterious Country get involved, it won't be good."
Yang Fei sighed.
"You still don't understand the nature of the People of Sang Country, this proud and arrogant nation, if they feel Karate is invincible in the world, they will absolutely not call the police."
"Calling the police means admitting defeat, and solving this matter by involving the police will also negatively impact the reputation of Karate."
"So, unless absolutely necessary, they will never take this route."
Long Hai nodded: "I understand the principle, but the commotion we've caused is too big, I'm worried the police might step in early."
Yang Fei rolled his eyes.
"Don't worry, as long as the parties involved don't call the police, and there aren't major disturbances, the police in Luoshanji are happy to stand by and enjoy the peace."
"This commotion, I actually think it's still small, the real show is yet to come."
"Ah, you think this commotion is still small? Master Uncle, are you planning to turn the sky upside down?"
Long Hai was a bit dumbfounded, staring blankly at Yang Fei.
Yang Fei held an iPad, taking videos and photos of the Sangguo Warrior on the poles, while giving Long Hai a close-up.
He looked at Long Hai seriously, a mischievous smile on his face.
"Let me tell you, kid, you're going to be famous, not releasing such big news would be unfair to the audience worldwide who love gossip."
Long Hai's face changed dramatically: "Master Uncle, are you planning to make this incident go viral?"
Yang Fei nodded: "Of course, over the years, Karate has had its way, rampantly oppressive, yet these bastards forget one thing."
"They only learned bits and pieces from the Huaxia ancestors. When it comes to martial arts philosophy and fighting philosophy, compared to the Huaxia ancestors, they're not even worthy of carrying shoes."
As he said this, Yang Fei's eyes suddenly turned cold, he carefully saved the video, and said calmly.
"The fortunes of martial arts relate to the fortunes of a nation, it's time to teach them a lesson."
Yang Fei replayed the video, clicking his tongue in admiration.
"It seems I'm a genius even in photography, look at this angle, this lighting, it's just perfect."
"This fully depicts the sorry state of this group of little devils vividly."
Long Hai, excited by Yang Fei's words, soon thought of something and sighed.
"Master Uncle, I must remind you, your videos might not be publishable."
"Some local news media will surely be obstructed by the East Asia Martial Arts Alliance, their influence is terrifying."
Yang Fei looked at Long Hai, puzzled: "The media is for the whole world, why should I release it to local media?"