It was the same two cars, but this time Jiang Hua and Zhong Yuemin were sitting in one car, and Andreev was leading the way.
Jiang Hua smiled and said, "What's the matter? Have you figured it out this time? I didn't feel that you were very energetic last night, but you are actually in high spirits this morning. What elixir did you take?"
"I figured it out." Zhong Yuemin said with a righteous look: "Whether it's a fall or not, you have to fall anyway, it's unavoidable. And it's not like I have no chance of winning. Tactics and techniques are still useful."
Jiang Hua nodded: "I understand, it means breaking the jar and breaking it."
Fortunately, the driver couldn't understand what Jiang Hua and Zhong Yuemin were talking about, otherwise he would have laughed out loud.
Crunch, two cars stopped at the entrance of a fighting gym. Andreev got out of the car happily and said to Zhong Yuemin: "We will get serious after entering. If you regret it, give up here now and tell me
To put it simply, I, Zhong Yuemin, am a coward, so I will just let you off the hook and laugh at you for a few years at most."
Zhong Yuemin looked at Andreev and smiled contemptuously: "Coward, this word is not in my dictionary. There have always been Zhong Yuemin who died in battle, not cowards who knelt down."
"Okay, you have the guts. I can't wait to throw you." Andreev said excitedly: "This is the largest Sambo fighting gym in the City of Thousand Summits. Many Sambo masters have been produced. I
I studied here.”
"I learned wrestling, the authentic Jingcheng fast wrestling. I will have a good competition with you today." Zhong Yuemin patted his chest and said, "Oh, by the way, I also learned free fighting."
Andreev waved his hand: "Then let me see how powerful you are. I must avenge my shame today."
A group of people walked into the fighting gym. Andreev took Zhong Yuemin to change clothes. Jiang Hua was sitting alone on the stand, watching the people below practicing fighting, which seemed very abrupt.
After a while, Andreev and Zhong Yuemin came out. Andreev waved his hand, but other students shouted: "Get out of my way. I want to have a showdown with this guy across from me today."
Andreev's words caused a roar of laughter. No matter the height, body shape or weight of the two people, there was a sharp contrast.
Someone who seemed to be a fighting instructor stood up and said: "Andreev, you are not in the same weight class. You are obviously a super heavyweight. Why are you fighting with a lightweight?"
Although Zhong Yuemin also has muscles on his body, he looks like his ribs have grown into essence, and he is directly considered a lightweight player.
"This is related to my dignity. I remember when I was in the capital of the flower garden, this kid knocked me down nine times in a row. Today, I want to avenge my shame."
Obviously, Andreev's words caused another round of laughter, and Jiang Hua couldn't figure out how he could expose his own ugliness.
Zhong Yuemin did not explain, but said in unskilled Russian: "I obviously fell eighteen times."
This remark caused another roar of laughter, and many people looked at Andreev with joking eyes.
The fighting coach held back his laughter and said, "Well, since you want to avenge your shame, then I will act as a temporary referee. There is no objection between the two parties, right?"
Colleagues Andreev and Zhong Yuemin nodded, and the fighting coach stood between them and waved: "Start."
Zhong Yueming immediately pounced on Andreev at an extremely fast speed and harassed Andreev. One thing made him guess right: Andreev was indeed not moving very fast.
Zhong Yuemin's fists and kicks were like scratching Andreev's body, but Zhong Yuemin was not impatient. He knew clearly that his attack was ineffective, but he kept dealing with Andreev.
Jiang Hua understood clearly that Zhong Yueming was wearing down Andreev's patience. Andreev was huge and couldn't move as fast as Zhong Yueming. He kept changing directions, making him a little impatient. In addition, Zhong Yueming kept stopping.
The harassment made him a little angry.
Zhong Yuemin saw the opportunity, squatted down, jumped forward, hugged Andreev's feet and lifted him up. With a loud noise, Andreev was thrown to the ground.
Zhong Yuemin raised his hands proudly, and there was laughter and whistles all around.
Someone ridiculed Andreev: "Andreev, you are like the bear in my grandma's backyard. My grandma used a stick to teach you that you couldn't find your way."
"Andre, you fell down really neatly, without hesitation at all."
Andreev shook his head and stood up. It was obvious that the fall only made him dizzy for a moment and did not cause much harm to him.
Andreev shouted: "Continue."
So the coach waved his big hand again: "Start."
The two men fought back and forth. Andreev was very measured. It could be seen that he did not use all his strength. Even if he hit Zhong Yuemin, he did not suffer serious damage.
In the blink of an eye, Andreev was thrown twice more, and Zhong Yuemin was also thrown twice, but the two of them had no intention of stopping.
Jiang Hua smiled and shook his head. They are really two children who will not grow up.
At this time, a voice came from behind: "Sir, you are a businessman from a flower garden, right? You brought those cans to the train station yesterday, right?"
Jiang Hua looked back and saw a man in a fighting suit sitting behind Jiang Hua. He looked at Jiang Hua and looked at him, so he took a step forward and sat next to Jiang Hua.
Jiang Hua nodded: "Yes, I am that businessman. What do you have to say?"
"We want to purchase some supplies from you." The man smiled and said, "Your cans and liquor are in short supply in the market."
"You are well-informed and know what my supplies are, but you should also know that all those supplies have been packaged and purchased by the Ministry of Internal Affairs."
The man was not in a hurry and said calmly: "Yes, we know this very well, but we also know that the supplies you want to transport must be more than this."
"So what do you mean?"
The man smiled and said: "Can you give us a little share of the supplies you will ship later?"
Jiang Hua frowned and asked: "If you want to buy my supplies, at least you have to declare yourself. Which department do you belong to?"
The man shrugged his shoulders: "I'm not from the government department. I'm from the Soncevo Brotherhood. I'm from the private market. You know, the kind that's shady. Our supplies will flow to the people in a real sense."
Jiang Hua held his chin in his hand. He had indeed heard about the Songcewo Brotherhood, but not now, but later, or in his previous life.
He read on the Internet and said that the number one most powerful society in the world is the Hongmen, followed by the Songcewo Brotherhood, and the current Brotherhood in the City of Thousand Summits should be the original prototype.
