I let you be a fugitive, not to set up a private army.

"You ask too many questions." Chen Jiajun turned around completely, ready to see what this guy was going to do.

From the few words just now, it was obvious that the other party would not let him leave so easily.

"Since Mr. Chen is unwilling to answer, I will let them answer first." Horton looked at the Martial Arts Association President Park Xinran, "President Park, what do you think?"

"In front of you, Major, there is naturally no martial spirit and no backbone." Park Xinran bent down and said with a flattering smile.

Meng Bola looked at the comment section of the live broadcast room, which had suddenly become silent, and sighed secretly:

The president's performance may have cooled the hearts of most of the audience, which had just warmed up after Silverback was defeated.

But reality is so cruel.

Under the power of the strong, you have to bow your head even if you don't want to.

"That's a very good answer. I like you, and the Federation will not mistreat those who know the times."

Holden patted Park Xinran's shoulder and looked at the next person. "This is Minister Yang, right? You are very good at Taekwondo. I have seen you on the news before."

Yang Taihe quickly stood up and bowed: "It's me, Major Horton. It's an honor for you to meet me."

Holden gave a friendly smile: "So what's your answer?"

Yang Taihe lowered his head and said, "I am the same as Chairman Park."

"Uh……"

Horton suddenly slapped the man in front of him in the face, knocking him half a circle and falling to the ground.

This scene was recorded by countless cameras.

Yang Taihe, lying on the ground, was filled with grief and anger. He wanted to cover his face with his hands but didn't dare to, and he also didn't dare to stand up.

"I'm very dissatisfied with your opportunism." Horton looked down at the guy and said, "Get up. I'll give you another chance."

Yang Taihe stood up timidly, bent down and bowed his head: "Major, we warriors have no warrior spirit and backbone in the face of absolute status and power."

"Even though you're a wimp, I'm very happy with your answer now."

Holden patted the shoulder of the person in front of him and said, "Minister Yang, I'm sorry for what happened just now. I lost my temper."

"It is a blessing that I have earned in ten lifetimes to receive a slap from you." Yang Taihe said with a flattering smile.

At this point, I have come to terms with it. After all, I am not the only one who is embarrassed. Even the president has taken the lead in embarrassing myself. I have to accept my fate.

And Chen Yongxiao will obviously not be let off, and will be even more humiliated.

The strongest person in South Korea would be like this, let alone himself. Thinking of this, he felt a little relieved.

Yang Taihe added: "It is my great honor to receive your slap."

"..."

A trace of deep contempt flashed across Holden's eyes, and he looked at another person, "Hey, it's your turn."

"Major, I don't have the spirit and backbone of a warrior." The mixed martial arts minister said succinctly with his head down.

“Simple enough, but with a clear meaning.”

Holden then looked at a man with a sword and said, "I know you, Kendo Master Quan Xiuxian, were defeated by someone using a dirty trick last year. Am I right?"

Quan Xiuxian had already stood up and prepared to bow his head, but when he was suddenly faced with such a question of death, his heart felt like it was being roasted on fire.

On one side are the federal officers whose status and power are overwhelming and who are high and mighty.

The other one had just defeated the Silverback, who was said to be the strongest among the tens of thousands of federal garrisons, winning dignity for South Korean martial arts and becoming a role model and idol for countless young people.

Can't afford to offend anyone!

While Quan Xiuxian was silent, he heard an urging in his ear:

"say."

If I had to offend someone, it would only be the major in front of me. At most, I would be beaten up and laid up for a few months.

If he were to slander Chen Yongxiao, he would probably have no chance of survival in this country. You can imagine how he would be bullied online by the public. Being treated like a rat crossing the street would be the least of his problems.

Quan Xiuxian lowered his head and replied, "Major, there is no such duel where someone defeated me by using tricks."

"Are you sure you didn't?" Horton said with a malicious look, "Think again, that person is right there. If I remember correctly, his last name is Chen."

Quan Xiuxian took a deep breath and said firmly, "Major, you are talking about Mr. Chen Yongxiao, right? However, in the duel between Mr. Chen and I last year, he won with his absolute strength that was far superior to mine..."