Downstairs of Tiangong's apartment, a brand new black Toyota business car with a discernible light has been parked there.
Seeing Li Mengnan walking out of the gate, the driver in the car checked the photos on his phone and hurriedly got out of the car to greet him.
"Is it Mr. Li? Assistant Kurosawa asked me to be here..."
Li Mengnan had no intention of chatting with a driver, so he waved his hand to stop him from continuing, bent down and got into the car.
"Drive, take me to see Kurosawa Shinji."
The driver was stunned for a moment, then glanced towards the door of the apartment, leaned down and said, "Mr. Li, Assistant Kurosawa asked me to take Mr. Li and Ms. Tiangong there with me. Look..."
Li Mengnan shook the document bag in his hand at him and said, "Just take me over, and I will tell your boss about the rest."
"That's...okay."
Seeing that Li Mengnan closed his eyes and calmed down and stopped talking, the driver had no choice but to start the car.
He is just an ordinary driver responsible for picking up and dropping off customers. He just wants to earn a living in peace. He doesn't understand the arrangements of the company's senior management. He only knows that he can't afford to offend either the customers or the boss.
The meeting place for Kurosawa Real Estate was a fitness club called "Makoto".
After reporting his name to the beautiful receptionist at the front desk, Li Mengnan was led to the second floor of the club.
Unlike the public fitness club on the first floor, the second floor is a private area and is not open to the public.
When Li Mengnan walked up to the second floor, there were more than twenty burly men playing with fitness equipment in the hall. When they saw a stranger coming up, they all stopped and looked back and forth at Li Mengnan with vigilant eyes.
The exposed skin of all the big men's vests has exquisite tattoos with different patterns.
In the Japanese country, this is a warning color, showing their Yidao status.
"Mr. Li, President Kurosawa still has some documents to process, please wait a moment... If you have any other needs, please feel free to tell me."
The beautiful receptionist served Li Mengnan a cup of tea and then bowed and left.
Li Mengnan picked up the teacup and blew on it, and suddenly found that the tattooed men were still staring at him, and couldn't help but smile politely at them.
"You practice what you're doing, and I'll just watch and don't say anything."
The tattooed men exchanged glances with each other, and various fitness equipment began to creak and clank again.
Li Mengnan held his chin and yawned several times out of boredom.
If I had known that I would be hanging out here, I should have stayed on the first floor just now to watch those girls dressed in cool clothes doing belly dance. Although there are many swimmers among them, it is better than the trembling pecs all over the place.
Perhaps it was because Li Mengnan's laid-back attitude was so incompatible with the atmosphere of muscles and sweat in the venue that some people finally couldn't stand it.
A strong man with a Chinese character tattooed on his shoulder took off his boxing gloves and put them on his shoulders. He walked in front of Li Mengnan and said condescendingly: "I heard that you are a master of swordsmanship?"
Li Mengnan raised his head and looked at the strong man with a ghost head, and smiled faintly: "I can't even call him a master, but he should be better than you."
"Oh, you are very confident. Do you want to come up and play a game?"
The strong man with a ghostly head grinned, revealing his white teeth, and cracked his neck. He raised his thumb provocatively and pointed at a boxing ring in the venue.
Li Mengnan immediately understood that Daqing was here to show off his power.
No wonder Kurosawa Shinji didn't show up for a long time. It turned out that he was playing this kind of clumsy psychological tactic with him.
Li Mengnan raised his head, showed a warm smile that could be said to be harmless to humans and animals, rubbed his hands slightly awkwardly and said: "Isn't this bad? I came to talk to President Kurosawa about something, I can't delay the business..."
The strong man with a ghostly head became more and more convinced that Li Mengnan was scared, and was deliberately making excuses. He raised the corner of his mouth and encouraged: "It's okay, we just want to spar, it will be quick."
"Soon?" Li Mengnan blinked.
"Soon." The strong man with a ghost head promised, patting his chest.
Seeing someone taking the stage to fight, the tattooed men stopped playing with the equipment and gathered around the ring, whispering to each other and letting out bursts of unexplained laughter from time to time.
From the playful eyes, it was obvious that these people were not optimistic about Li Mengnan.
It's no wonder that although Li Mengnan's figure is considered strong among his peers, compared with the strong man opposite him who is almost 1.9 meters tall and whose muscles are so swollen that even the ghost head tattoo almost turns into a pig's head, he is almost as if he is standing on the ground.
A small woolly monkey in front of a chimpanzee.
Neither is a heavyweight at all.
"Come on Goda-kun! Let that Chinese man see the power of our Japanese men!"
"Shina people, it's not too late to beg for mercy now. Our Goda-kun was the runner-up in Kyokushin Karate Kanto District in high school!"
In response to the noise of these tattooed men, Li Mengnan raised his middle finger to the audience disapprovingly, which immediately attracted even more unpleasant shouts and curses.
Li Mengnan took off his slightly bloated coat, rolled up the cuffs of the shirt underneath, and stood with his feet straight and straight. Li Mengnan raised his hand and hooked his fingers at the strong man with a ghost head.
"Boy, you are so brave!"
Li Mengnan's contemptuous attitude completely angered the strong man. Veins popped up on his fists the size of sand bowls. He hit Li Mengnan directly in the face with a simple and rough punch. The whole arena was shaken by this step.
It was shaking violently.
"Oh? You really have some skills..."
Li Mengnan has also heard of Kyokushin Karate. It is said that this kind of karate never wears protective gear during training, and its actual combat ability is also very strong.
When I saw him today, he certainly lived up to his reputation. In terms of physical strength alone, this ghost-headed man had almost reached the level of a peak Mingjin warrior.
Of course, the moves are just a bit rough.
Although Li Mengnan's mind was wandering, his reaction on his hands was not slow at all.
Seeing the opponent's punch coming towards him, he did not dodge or dodge. He just waited until the opponent's moves were old and the old strength was gone and the new strength was not yet regenerated. He slid close to the opponent's arm and dodged to the right armpit of the strong man with a ghost head.
Down, raise your shoulders, and at the same time lightly tap the opponent's shoulder blade with your left hand, and then slide to the left like a loach splashing in the water.
The strong man with a ghost face could see all Li Mengnan's movements, but his body could not keep up with his rhythm. Every time he wanted to counterattack, Li Mengnan had already slipped out of two or three directions before he could punch.
What made the strong man with a ghost head feel even more crazy was that Li Mengnan did not strike hard, but kept circling him closely, waving his hands, grabbing or slapping him, and beating him all over the body.
, it was almost as if he was deliberately humiliating him.
"Asshole! Don't run away if you can!" The strong man with a ghost head screamed in anger.
Li Mengnan suddenly stopped dodging, stood on the spot with his arms folded, and raised the corner of his mouth to one side: "It seems you still don't understand the gap between the two of us. Even if I stand still, you can't win."
I."
Nani?
Li Mengnan's contemptuous smile made the strong man with a ghost head become extremely angry. He stamped his feet on the ground and hit Li Mengnan with his strong body like an angry bull.
Gaba——!
As soon as he took a step, the strong man's feet suddenly became weak, and his entire right leg twisted into a weird S-shaped bend from the ankle joint to the knee.
Gala ga ba ga ga ——!
With a series of crackling sounds like exploding beans, the ghost-headed man's whole body trembled and twitched as if he had stepped on a switch. His tall body swayed, twisted, and limp downwards like a deboned snake, and finally heaped up into a puddle of mud on the ground.
A humanoid meat mountain.
"It's been a long time since I've used the bone removal technique. It seems like the technique has changed a lot."
Li Mengnan muttered to himself, shrugged his shoulders with regret, picked up his coat and jumped off the ring.