In order to meet Brother Quan, Xu Ruohui bought two pairs of Chinese cigarettes, a bottle of Maotai liquor worth more than 1,000 yuan, and a pound of high-quality Pu'er tea.
The two entered the fitness club. There were several young people inside, who were hitting sandbags, making a loud "bang bang" sound.
Fang Xiaoyu had also practiced this thing before, so he took a few more glances out of curiosity.
Soon, a man with a crew cut noticed him.
"Boy, do you want to come over and practice?"
"Forget it, I'm here to see Brother Quan!" Fang Xiaoyu replied with a smile.
"Brother Quan?" The flat-headed man glanced at Fang Xiaoyu suspiciously.
At this time, Xu Ruohui turned around and saw the flat-headed man.
The face of the flat-headed man changed immediately, and he smiled and said to Xu Ruohui: "Sister Xu, are you looking for our Brother Quan?"
"Well! I have something to do with him." Xu Ruohui smiled.
"Please sit down for a while! I'll probably be here soon!" the man said to Xu Ruohui.
"Thank you!" Xu Ruohui nodded and sat down aside.
She seemed to be playing with her phone uneasily. Fang Xiaoyu sat aside, also a little bored, and watched others playing with sandbags seriously.
Seeing that Fang Xiaoyu was seriously watching him hit the sandbag, the flat-headed man waved to him and said, "Brother, do you want to come and practice? Come here! There is nothing to be afraid of. I won't hurt you."
Fang Xiaoyu saw that this guy's skills were not very good, and he thought to himself, this is all he can do, and he can still hurt people! If you really try to take action, you will be unable to find your teeth from east to west, north and south, and you will be looking for teeth everywhere.
Thinking so in his heart, he still responded to the man very politely: "Brother, your kung fu is pretty good!"
"Of course. There aren't many people in the entire Yuncheng who can compete with me. Except, of course, Brother Quan."
This guy looked proud when he said this.
Fang Xiaoyu happened to be a little bored, so he took off his shoes, put on his boxing gloves, and tried to hit the sandbag a few times.
"Hey! Not bad! Boy, it seems you have practiced too!" the flat-headed man said to Fang Xiaoyu.
"It's okay!" Fang Xiaoyu replied calmly and continued to hit the sandbag.
After a while, another man in sportswear came. When the man with the crew cut saw it, he immediately called the man in sportswear over.
"Come on, come on! Adong, come here and be the referee for us two. I want to compete with this kid."
The flat-headed man saw that Fang Xiaoyu's boxing skills were pretty good, so he wanted to spar with him.
Fang Xiaoyu thought to himself that it was not good to be in the limelight in front of others when he first arrived, so he humbly said to the flat-headed man: "Brother, I only know a little bit about it. We are not at the same level at all. You are a real professional."
After hearing this, the crew-cut man's face suddenly darkened, and he said displeasedly: "Damn it, are you going to fight or not? If not, get the fuck out of here, stop your blabbering. I can't stand it the most.
People like you."
Damn, this guy was born with a yawning look! Fang Xiaoyu cursed in his heart, puffed up his chest, and said to the crew-cut man: "Okay, then I won't be polite."
When the flat-headed man heard what Fang Xiaoyu said, a proud smile appeared on his face: "Hey! Give you a little sunshine, and you will be brilliant? Let me tell you the truth! With your level, it's enough for me to play with my hands."
Fang Xiaoyu smiled coldly and said: "Okay, okay, okay! Let's play together! It's not certain who will lose!"
"Damn, that's not a bad tone." The crew-cut man said, winking at the man named A Dong and saying: "A Dong, get ready! Follow the boxing rules."
The referee was in place, and after the two men got into their fighting positions, the referee asked them to touch their gloves, and then the fight started.
The flat-headed man punched Fang Xiaoyu hard and greeted him in the face.
Ever since Fang Xiaoyu learned about photography, his eyesight has become much stronger. He can see things much faster than before and his reactions are very sensitive.
The flat-headed man's fist was about to fall on Fang Xiaoyu's face. At the flash of lightning, Fang Xiaoyu suddenly shrank his head. After dodging the attack, he immediately raised his right fist and struck a counterattack, hitting him right on the spot.
The chin of a man with a crew cut.
There was only a crisp "pop" sound, and the body of the crew-cut man fell crookedly.
"Aaron, what's wrong with you?"
The man named A Dong squatted down, pinched the man, and rubbed his arms. It took a while before the crew-cut man woke up.
"Brother, are you okay? I haven't practiced for a long time, and my boxing skills are a bit rusty. I accidentally hit you." Fang Xiaoyu said to the crew-cut man with a smile.
The crew-cut man thought about what he had said before and what Fang Xiaoyu said now, and his face turned red with embarrassment. He never dreamed that the person he was not favored by was actually a hidden master.
The flat-headed man gritted his teeth and glared at Fang Xiaoyu: "You!" He raised his fist and wanted to hit Fang Xiaoyu, but he didn't dare to do it.
At this moment, Brother Quan came to the fitness club.
He saw his man sitting on the ground with an angry look on his face, and his face was not very good. It was obvious that he had just been knocked down.
Then he saw that Fang Xiaoyu had a pair of boxing gloves on his hands. He yelled at the flat-headed man and A Dong: "What's going on?"
"Just now, Aaron was sparring with someone and was knocked down."
A Dong explained first without waiting for the crew-cut man to speak.
"Useless guy!" Brother Quan glanced at him lightly, and then his eyes fell on Fang Xiaoyu's face, which was a little unfriendly.
At this time, Xu Ruohui, who was playing with her mobile phone, saw Brother Quan and shouted excitedly: "Brother Quan!"
"Xiao Hui! Do you have anything to do with me?" Brother Quan turned around and saw Xu Ruohui, and sat down in front of her with a smile.
Xu Ruohui immediately handed the two big bags of things in her hand to Brother Quan's hand, "It's a small thing!"
Brother Quan very calmly winked at a younger brother next to him and said, "Take it!" Soon, a man collected the two large bags of things from Xu Ruohui's hands.
Seeing this posture, Fang Xiaoyu's good impression of Brother Quan weakened a bit.
"Xiao Hui, please tell me about your specific matters!" Brother Quan said to Xu Ruohui indifferently.
"Well, last night my friend won one million from the Taixing Club. They always thought that my friend had drawn an old lottery, so they wanted to get the money back. My friend's temper was also not very good, so the result was
I injured someone..." Xu Ruohui explained the cause and effect of the matter.
With that said, he waved to Fang Xiaoyu and said: "Xiaoyu, come here! This is Brother Quan I'm talking about!"
"Brother Quan! Hello!" Fang Xiaoyu stretched out his hand to Brother Quan, but Brother Quan raised his face and pretended not to see anything.
Seeing that this guy's attitude was so arrogant, and thinking about the people he led, they were not very good. From the bottom of his heart, Fang Xiaoyu couldn't stand this guy.
Thinking of this, he grabbed Xu Ruohui's hand and said: "Sister Xu, forget it! I think we have found the wrong person." (To be continued)