"Do you want to become stronger?" Zhai Guang wiped his hands with a clean white towel. He had just cooked a dish on a whim, then received a call from Liu Jie, and now he and I were sitting face to face.
"Yes." I looked at Zhai Guang's bald head and the terrifying scar that scratched his face.
At noon Liu Jie told me that Zhai Guang was stronger than him.
"Tell me your reasons." Zhai Guang put the white towel aside and crossed his hands: "Don't talk nonsense about strengthening your body. I want to know your true thoughts." [
"In order not to be bullied." My arm still aches slightly, which is the mark left by Brother Long.
"Haha..." Zhai Guang suddenly laughed: "With Liu Jie and Han Bing, will you still be bullied?"
"They won't always be by my side." I clenched my fists: "The most reliable thing is still my own fist."
"Okay, the most reliable thing is your own fist." Zhai Guang nodded with satisfaction: "So, you want to practice boxing?"
"Yes." Liu Jie made Brother Long's younger brothers lie on the ground in just a few seconds, relying only on his hands.
Zhai Guang came over and pinched my arm, probably checking my physical qualifications. Then he shook his head: "Your health is too bad..."
I lowered my head: "I have been exercising seriously."
"There are ways to exercise for poor health." Zhai Guang patted me on the shoulder: "You need some skills."
"I've read a lot of books on fighting techniques!"
"That kind of thing is useless, come with me." Zhai Guang stood up and walked out of the office door.
"Where are you going?" I followed closely, feeling a little inexplicably excited.
Zhai Guang ignored my remark and asked me when he was going down the stairs: "Why do you think of coming to Liu Jie to learn how to fight?"
I recounted what happened at noon, focusing on how Liu Jie miraculously caused Brother Long's younger brothers to lose their fighting power and faint in an instant.
Zhai Guang burst out laughing after hearing this. At this time we walked to the lobby, and he pointed to the brand new fish tank in the corner: "You old man smashed the fish tank with one punch, do you remember?"
"Remember." The domineering force of the old-fashioned fist is the strongest I have ever seen in my life.