The Drug Enforcement Bureau has a criminal psychology expert with a comprehensive analysis of Zhou Yuelong's personality. Based on his personality, they set up a plan, connecting all the steps one by one, and unknowingly placed their own people beside the other party.

Now it seems, everything is going smoothly according to plan.

"I naturally understand the rules, please go ahead!"

"Clear the ground!"

The space at Jingwu Dojo was already small, and at this moment, the martial arts area was crowded with people, making it impossible to fight.

With Li Xiang's command to clear the ground, the dojo disciples immediately created a circle in the middle by holding hands, forming an area about five square meters.

Li Xiang: Bowed with fists clasped.

Wang Yong: Bowed.

The parents watching the spectacle were squeezed even closer. Some children who couldn't see inside were whining to be lifted up.

Zhou Yuelong, already on the outside, found that there was no safe distance around him due to the crowd, especially with a little boy in front of him who, seeing other kids sitting on their dad's shoulders, was clamoring to be lifted too.

His dad, having no choice, picked him up and placed him on his shoulders.

Zhou Yuelong looked at the little butt swaying in front of him, feeling somewhat unlucky, especially as the little boy stretched his neck on his dad's shoulders to see better.

As expected, the premonition didn't appear for no reason.

With a "poof" sound, Zhou Yuelong felt a strong gust of wind blowing over his bangs.

An unbearable odor hit him instantly, stinging his eyes so much he couldn't open them.

It was also a bit nauseating...

"Ugh~"

"Damn it~"

Zhou Yuelong was infuriated and slapped the wiggling little butt in front of him.

The little butt was very resilient, making a crisp sound.

"Ah! Dad, someone hit my butt."

Hearing his son say someone hit his butt, the dad immediately turned to Zhou Yuelong and said, "Why did you hit my son?"

"He farted at me first."

Zhou Yuelong immediately regretted explaining. Why the hell was he explaining?

He hit him, and that's that.

The boy's father felt a bit awkward and said, "Sorry, kids don't understand."

The father was reasonable, acknowledging his son's mistake, and apologized repeatedly.

Zhou Yuelong was planning to pursue it further, but then he heard the audience cheering and quickly turned his attention to the fight.

In front, Li Xiang and Wang Yong were already locked in a fierce battle, with the crowd getting more and more excited, cheering them on.

"This 9.9 bucks was well spent."

"I have to say, this little coach might not look as robust as the guys from Xianglong, but he's not falling behind in the fight at all. In fact, I feel like... what's the word? How do you say it?"

"At ease."

"Yes, at ease."

During the match, Wang Yong grew more alarmed. This young guy did have some skills.

Even under his rapid succession of attacks, the opponent remained calm and composed. Such demeanor made running a dojo for junior high and below easy for him.

Wang Yong recognized his skills, but being under orders, he couldn't let him off just because he acknowledged him.

As the saying goes, if you have to blame someone, blame yourself for offending others.

With this thought, Wang Yong's attacks grew more intense.

Li Xiang instantly sensed the change in aggression, and after continuously honing his skills through simulations, both his Military and Police Combat Technique and Maga Skill had reached Grandmaster Level.

His combat techniques were so refined that any move came naturally to him. Against someone like Wang Yong, he could actually take him down with one move.

Even though doing so would be overwhelmingly impressive, it would go against the plan.

If Zhou Yuelong found out how strong Li Xiang really was and realized he couldn't find anyone skilled enough to counter him, there would only be two outcomes:

First, he might decide to quit and lay low, knowing he can't beat them, preferring to occasionally send some thugs to disrupt the dojo's business rather than seek revenge on Li Xiang.

Second, if he found internal options ineffective, he might risk being discovered by the anti-gang division and take a deadly shot to eliminate him. This would leave his own safety unprotected, constantly worrying about his security.

He couldn't believe that a person like Zhou Yuelong wouldn't have a gun.

A few days ago, he saw on the news that there was a shooting incident somewhere; although the gun turned out to be homemade, it was still very dangerous.

He didn't want to gamble his life on whether their gun could kill him.

So, to keep the plan on track, he needed to control the pace.

He couldn't just take Wang Yong out right away; he had to keep him hanging, making him think he had a chance.

Of course, there's another advantage to this: their fight was extremely entertaining, with the punches hitting hard, making the parents and students feel exhilarated.

And not to mention the kids, who were all pulling on their parents, shouting, "I want to learn this, I want to learn this."

Miao Jun, seeing the scene, couldn't help but tease Chen Long, "Are these fools of yours pretending to be supporters?"

Chen Long rolled his eyes, "If I had that kind of pull to bring Xianglong Taekwondo Academy here as a foil, my reputation would be priceless."

Just as he said that, he suddenly noticed a person rudely forcing their way through the crowd, causing some angry glares from the parents. However, seeing the two intimidating people flanking him, they decided to ignore him.

"It's him?"

Chen Long immediately recognized the person as the one who had a conflict with him and his group at Jinyue Hotel the other day. He had thought this person was not simple, and after inquiring further, he found out about his identity, which almost scared him to death.

The Baolong Group, a star enterprise in Jinling City, and the third son of the group. What kind of person is that?

Just one fart could blow me away.

But he had offended him and had been feeling uneasy, fearing that he would seek revenge.

To keep everyone's morale steady, he kept this incident to himself, always vigilant against possible retaliation.

One day passed, two days passed, a week passed, and Chen Long finally relaxed a bit.

Perhaps Young Master Zhou was too busy to deal with small fry like them, likely dismissing them as a trivial matter.

But now it seemed, not only did he not plan to spare them, but he intended to continue causing trouble for them.

"Do you know him?" Miao Jun, seeing Chen Long's uneasy expression, asked curiously.

"I know what's going on. The Xianglong Dojo didn't come to challenge us by coincidence. It was orchestrated by someone, and our dojo may not be able to continue."

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