"Okay, we'll be there in five minutes." Su Nian hung up the phone and immediately accelerated the accelerator and drove towards the Taojiang battlefield.
Tian Xiaohai glanced at Zuo Qinglong and Mao Dali and said with a smile: "It seems that you both want to be the master of the martial arts gym!"
"No, Mr. Tian, I'm just not convinced by Zuo Qinglong." Mao Dali waved his hand and said, "As long as he is not the curator, it doesn't matter who else."
"Oh, brother, you look down on me, Zuo Qinglong, so much." Zuo Qinglong gritted his teeth and said, "That's all, let's have a fight!"
"What's there to fight between you and your own people?" Tian Xiaohai glanced at the two of them and said with a smile: "A retired special forces soldier is coming over soon. That man is stronger. If either of you can defeat the other, I will let him.
Who will be the curator?"
"real?"
"Someone is coming to cause trouble?"
Zuo Qinglong and Mao Dali looked at each other, their eyes radiating.
"Of course it's true!" Tian Xiaohai smiled and nodded towards the two of them, then looked into the distance and saw Su Nian's Porsche sports car heading this way.
He smiled and pointed to the car in front of him and said: "The car will be here soon. You two should warm up and stretch your muscles first! Next, I guess someone will challenge you."
"That's great. I, Mao Dali, like to be challenged by others."
"Haha! Let him come!"
The two strong men looked at each other, feeling somewhat sympathetic to each other.
Tian Xiaohai nodded with satisfaction and waited quietly for Su Nian's arrival.
The car quickly stopped in front of everyone, and immediately, a young woman with a graceful figure, fair skin, and quite a temperament stepped out of the car.
If this wasn't Su Nian, who could it be?
The door on the other side of the Porsche also opened, and a muscular man with a crew cut got out of the car.
The man is tall and straight, like a javelin. He is wearing a pair of sunglasses and his skin is bronze. He looks like he is in excellent physical condition. He is Yang, a retired special forces soldier from Su Nian.
When classmate Yang saw everyone looking at him curiously, he couldn't help but sneer: "What are you guys doing? Have you never seen a man with such a good figure? Good figures are all achieved through practice. As long as you persist,
You can do it too. However, as far as I know, among a hundred men, there are less than two men who can exercise self-discipline and develop a good figure. Therefore, most people can only envy others. Haha!
"
"You have such a loud voice! Can you be called a good figure even if you have a figure like yours?" Zuo Qinglong retorted unconvinced.
"That's right, does your iron-clad figure deserve to be called a good figure?" Mao Dali added unceremoniously.
Hearing this, Classmate Yang's face darkened slightly, he immediately took off his sunglasses, glanced at Mao Dali and Zuo Qinglong, and then sneered: "Oh! So there are two guys with tendons here! Not bad,
This body of muscle is indeed worth some money. If you go to the gym to train, you won't be able to achieve this effect without spending three to five years. However, no matter how strong the muscles are, they are still dead meat and have nothing to do with strength."
"Hmph! Boy, you are too arrogant! Why do you think we are dead?" Mao Dali took a step forward unconvinced.
Zuo Qinglong clenched his fists and said coldly: "Whether it is dead meat or not, and whether it has strength, you will only know after a fight."
"What are you doing? You want to fight with me?" Classmate Yang glanced at Zuo Qinglong and Mao Dali, and smiled proudly: "To tell you the truth, a tough guy like you is covered in tendons.
, there are a lot of people in the gym, but no one can beat them."
"Everyone, calm down for a moment." Tian Xiaohai made a downward gesture towards Zuo Qinglong and Mao Dali, and then they stopped.
He also wanted to see how crazy this special soldier could be.
Seeing this scene, Su Nian on the side quickly smiled and tried to smooth things over.
"Okay, okay, classmate Yang, what are you doing? I asked you to be my brother's bodyguard today. Is it necessary to argue with others?"
After saying that, she smiled and nodded to Tian Xiaohai and said: "Xiaohai, come on, let me introduce you. This is my classmate Yang..."
"No need to go to so much trouble, just call me Brother Fei." Classmate Yang glanced at Tian Xiaohai with a haughty look and stretched out his right hand.
Unexpectedly, the opponent suddenly exerted force.
Tian Xiaohai's palms felt a dull pain, and his face suddenly sank.
"Haha! You must be Mr. Tian! I heard that you also know some Kung Fu yourself, but it seems you're not very good at it! Just shake your hand with me and I'll hurt you like this." Classmate Yang smiled proudly and shook his head at Tian Xiaohai.
He shook his head and said: "If you have a chance to have a few drinks with me, I'll give you some pointers!"
"Just give me some advice." Tian Xiaohai smiled and waved his hand towards his classmate Yang and said, "I just practiced Wang Ba Quan for several years, without any rules. I practiced it blindly!"
When he said this, a sly smile flashed across his lips.
Previously, the reason why he didn't shake hands with force was because he wanted to test how much material this guy had. It seemed like it wasn't that good!
If this is the case, next, I would like to see if this special forces student has a chance to win over Zuo Qinglong and Mao Dali.
Classmate Yang saw that Tian Xiaohai had failed in the previous handshake, and had already concluded that he was a novice in kung fu, so he didn't take a fancy to him.
He cleared his throat and asked Tian Xiaohai arrogantly: "I heard from Mr. Su that you have encountered some trouble recently. Can you handle it?"
"It's okay, it's just that Sister Nian is too worried about me and insists on inviting you here." Tian Xiaohai smiled lightly and shrugged his shoulders: "There is no other way, so I invited you."
"It's wise to ask me." Classmate Yang nodded arrogantly, then pointed at Mao Dali and Zuo Qinglong beside Tian Xiaohai and said: "These two bullock meat are also the bodyguards you invited! To be honest, like this
It's useless even if you hire ten people to grow something. You might be able to scare people at ordinary times, but at the critical moment, I'm afraid you'll run away early. It's of no use, Mr. Tian, you've just spent all your money.
"
"Fuck your mother!"
"If you have the ability, challenge me to a duel!"
Zuo Qinglong and Mao Dali were unconvinced and started fighting on the spot.
"Ha! Duel?" Classmate Yang sneered and said to Tian Xiaohai on the side: "Mr. Tian, they are provoking me! Don't blame me for what happens next."
"Okay, since you like to fight one-on-one, you might as well have a one-on-one fight!" Tian Xiaohai replied with a smile.
Hearing this, classmate Yang was slightly surprised. According to past experience, Tian Xiaohai should have come out to dissuade him immediately.
But today this kid doesn’t seem to be following the routine!
Next, this fight will have to be fought if not fought.
Classmate Yang raised his face arrogantly, glanced at Mao Dali and Zuo Qinglong and said, "Which one of you will go up first? Should you go up together or separately?"
"I'll go first!" Zuo Qinglong gritted his teeth, stood up and took two steps forward.
"Here comes a tall and powerful guy!" Classmate Yang looked at Zuo Qinglong, then gritted his teeth and snorted: "He is taller than me, so you can hit him!"
After saying that, he waved his fist and greeted Zuo Qinglong.
What Zuo Qinglong has practiced best is the Golden Bell Cover.
He suddenly raised his temper and allowed the opponent to punch and kick him. There was a "pop" sound, and Classmate Yang's hands were numb from the beating, but Zuo Qinglong was fine.
"Have you ever practiced Golden Bell?" Yang, a classmate, couldn't help being surprised.
"It's a little tougher than a golden bell. It's an iron crotch skill." Zuo Qinglong smiled lightly, then pointed at his lower abdomen provocatively and said: "Come on! How about trying your kicking skills? Come to me.