"Call the police and see what I'm doing!" Kim Jong-kwon looked at these stunned looks and raised his hand to strike, which scared them to retreat.

"Misunderstanding! I was just kidding!"

Even fools can tell that something is wrong. They just drank too much, and they weren't really stupid, and the underworld is not like them.

What really made them understand is a few artists who came down from upstairs to watch the fun...

What does this mean?

This shows that Kim Jong-kwon is not lying. He is really having dinner with his friends. Then the people downstairs are naturally their team members behind the scenes. No wonder they have seen a lot of women.

"If you don't want me to contact a lawyer to sue you for slander, it would be better if you disappear from my eyes now, or do you still think that the people here are the ones who beat your so-called team members?" Kim Jong-kwon rubbed his head, and was not interested in continuing to talk to him.

This is no longer a matter of hiding from the kid in the bathroom alone. If Kim Jong-kwon's party was randomly mixed up by such a few stinky fish and shrimps, then how could he have been able to do it!

No matter whether what they said is true or false, or whether the boy who was hiding the bathroom made a crime, he would wait for him to send these people to disrupt the situation before talking about it. It was so tough!

The person who stood in front seemed to be the senior of the two behind. After seeing this situation, he didn't dare to bother with him anymore. After all, they were not sure whether the boy who escaped was hiding here. It would be enough to get a loss to just fight against Kim Jong-kwon. If he continues to mess around, he will become a "dead hatred"!

Moreover, there were so many people behind Kim Jong-kwon staring at them with bad looks, so he immediately smiled and said, "We are abrupt. If Kim Jong-kwon sees a Chinese boy wearing a hat and wearing black clothes appear, I hope you can contact us."

After saying that, he handed over a business card, but Kim Jong-kwon didn't even look at it. The guy was embarrassed to see that Kim Jong-kwon didn't take it, but immediately found a step for himself and put the business card on the table next to him.

"Shixi, Haoxi, let's go!"

Kim Jong-kwon shook his head and looked disdainful. He pretended to be 13 and was on his head. I don’t know what he was thinking. What happened to the athlete? What happened to the national representative?

To be honest, with such performance today, it is really disappointing!

Although Kim Jong-kwon doesn’t know what the athletes’ training is like, alcohol and cigarettes should not be touched!

Moreover, the evaluation of Korean athletes is not only a problem of strength but also moral defects. Many coaches even encourage athletes to win without making any means in order to win. No sports spirit or competitive spirit exists. As long as you win, you will be the hero of the country and the nation!

Kim Jong-kwon doesn't think there is anything to be proud of when he gets back with such despicable means, and even many people feel that they are not ashamed.

But who made those senior executives need these "honors" to embellish their image and improve their international status?

He threw the business card on the table into the trash can, and Kim Jong-kwon walked into the bathroom alone.

"Come out, it's best to give me a different explanation, otherwise I will call the police to arrest you." After entering, Kim Jong-kwon said to the air, using Chinese.

He believed some of those people's statements, but did not believe it. The reputation of modesty and tolerance among Chinese people is world-famous. He did not think that in this foreign country, a weak Chinese would choose to attack several Koreans who were drinking. Is it because of their heads? There must be something hidden in this.

He had to take the final say of the Chinese man hiding in the compartment to decide whether he would choose to call the police or treat it as something.

There was such a big fuss outside, and Kim Jong-kwon believed that he should have heard it all when he was hiding here.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, the door of one of the rooms opened, perhaps because Kim Jong-kwon's friendly accent dispelled some of his inner caution, or he also understood that he could not hide here forever, and sooner or later he would have to face everything.

"Chinese?"

"No, I was born and raised here and I was disappointed?"

Only then did Kim Jong-kwon have the time to look at the man carefully. He was about 20 years old, and the fluff on his mouth was clearly visible. Perhaps he was less than 20 years old. There were several scars on his face, which could be seen as being knocked out. Even so, he could see his pretty face, not like a bad person.

"There is one thing, but it doesn't matter. I still have to thank you for helping me just now." The young man might have touched the wound when he spoke. His muscles twitched in pain, but he actually held back and didn't say anything to let Kim Jong-kwon take a look.

"No need to thank me. I'm not helping you. People may come in at any time, so I'm short. The people who came just now said that you hit someone. I'll think about your version, which will determine whether I call the police next."

Although the identity of Chinese people gave Kim Jong-kwon a great favor, this does not mean that there are no bad people in China. There will be rat shit everywhere, and there will be no exceptions.

This young man in China hesitated for a moment, but still chose to answer his question. Maybe he had been holding it in for too long.

"They are right. I did hit someone, and I took the initiative to do it..."

Kim Jong-kwon was surprised, then listened carefully to his remarks, and his surprise slowly turned into silence, and his brows frowned tightly.

Through his telling, Kim Jong-kwon learned the whole story.

This young man is called Han Xiaoyun. He has an older brother named Han Jialiang. He is a short track speed skater. He has good talent and hard work. When he was about to achieve results, an accident happened. No, in Han Xiaoyun's mouth, it was not an accident, it was murder!

Just at the 2010-2011 short track speed skating World Cup Magic City Station, in the moment of competing for the last two final places, Han Jialiang fell off the track due to a foul interference from Korean player Kim Byung-jun, and was cut by Korean player's ice snatch, and then was carried out of the field by a stretcher.

This "accident" directly ruined the entire career of Han Jialiang player!

Even Kim Jong-kwon, who doesn't care much about this information, vaguely remembers that something happened a few years ago and it was a big deal. Finally, it came to an end after the Korean coaching staff apologized and clarified that it was not intentional.

As for whether we deliberately believe that everyone has an answer in their hearts.
Chapter completed!