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Pan Ge was sitting directly opposite the VIP area, very close, so Han Lie saw everything that happened before.

Chatting up a pretty girl is a very normal thing, and it's normal to fail or succeed.

Sometimes, that kind of courage is even worthy of praise.

So Han Lie didn't care at first, he believed Pan Ge would handle it well.

However, Pan Ge underestimated the ruthless nature of the boxing gym students.

They are not students and are not so thin-skinned.

Any kind of fighting event will awaken the wild and violent factors in men. People who learn boxing are often more confident, more aggressive, and more likely to take themselves seriously.

Now, they no longer pester Pan Ge, but instead put pressure on Han Lie by watching, which is evidence that they take themselves too seriously.

Brother Lie is a little unhappy.

Just as he frowned, another boo suddenly came from below.

"so beautiful!"

Grass!

Am I fucking performing for you?

Han Lie put away his fist and walked to the edge of the training ground, staring at the man who was heckled.

He was a young man about 25 years old, about 180cm tall, a bit handsome, with a playful and carefree look, tilting his head and looking at Han Lie.

"What's the matter, brother, don't you like being praised by your brother?"

The Crooked Head Dragon King is obviously the kind of person who likes to make trouble for nothing, but he is very shady and knows that frontal provocation is unreasonable, so he specializes in messing with people's mentality.

Han Lie instantly judged that conventional methods were meaningless in dealing with such a person.

What to do?

Simple, just start scolding.

Is it a bad attitude to not beat someone up? Brother is so good at it.

"Has your mother ever taught you not to talk to girls who have boyfriends?"

Han Lie put his hands on the rope and looked at the other person condescendingly.

There is nothing domineering about him, but the contempt and disdain are enough to make people angry.

"You said you tilted your head and shook your legs, just like a little bastard. Who gave you the courage to spread your arms like a peacock with my girlfriend?

Can you write the four words "self-knowledge"?

What's going on, do you think that acting cool in front of me will make my girlfriend look at you differently?

Or do you think you need to get back the face you lost in front of my girlfriend?

No, why are you so sensitive and have such low self-esteem?

Lack of love since childhood?

Desperate for attention?

Are you used to crying to attract your parents' attention?

Are you unhappy and the whole world has to give way?

Baby, your family's lack of warmth and parent-child education is too great. As a young man who is about to turn 30, he still expects the wild fathers and mothers in society to coax you. It's really..."

"I'll mess with you!"

The crooked-headed dragon king was completely blown away, his eyes were red, he shouted loudly, and was about to rush up.

The guy was so fierce that his friends beside him didn't even stop him.

Well, it's not surprising. Han Lie's mouth is indeed too damaged, and even those with a slight mental flaw can't hold it.

It doesn't even contain a single curse word, but it can break people's defenses, and it can break big defenses.

As a result, the violent buffs were fully stacked, and he charged forward shouting "for the tribe" without risking his life.

As a result, he was stopped by the coaching team within two steps of rushing out.

Then there was nothing but rage.

"Let go of me! Damn it! Little Bi Zai, come here the hell! If you dare, challenge me to a one-on-one fight!"

The one struggling was like a skinned frog.

Han Lie ignored him at all and turned to look at Michelle who was rushing over.

Lao Mi just went to rest for a short while. He didn't expect that in such a short time, he would cause such a big trouble. He was so angry that he had a sullen face and veins on his temples.

"what happened?!"

Just as Han Lie's sparring partner was about to reply, Han Lie suddenly raised his arms and gently pushed him aside.

Then, he walked up to Michelle in two steps, stared into the female boxing champion’s eyes, and asked lightly——

"Shouldn't I have paid the money so early?!"

Michelle raised her eyebrows with surprise on her face, and raised her head to carefully observe Han Lie's expression.

All I saw was a rock-hard surface.

And a huge pressure that cannot be sensed by language itself, but is invisible but real.

"Hey, hey, hey! easy!"

Michelle hurriedly raised her hand, patted Han Lie's shoulder gently, and expressed her serious stance.

"There is no doubt that you are our VIP, and you are my most important student and client. I will find out what happened as soon as possible and give you an explanation, OK?!"

Michelle can think of coming to China to open a boxing gym to hunt for gold, so he is naturally a very smart and decisive person.

In just a moment, she realized that Han Lie's dissatisfaction was very strong, and then she immediately made a decision.

——No matter who is right or wrong, just favor Han Lie.

Amateur boxing is not a very expensive sport. 40,000 yuan a year is more than enough to apply for a card + tuition + consumables. A few 20,000 yuan a year can be enough.

But Han Lie gave him two hundred thousand, five times as much.

This doesn’t just mean the money you’ve earned, but it also means a lot more than just money.

Michelle felt that she had an obligation to solve any troubles that occurred in the boxing gym for Han Lie. This was the most basic respect for a distinguished guest who was energetic and willing to spend money.

"Tango! I think I need an explanation!"

The women's network did not directly question the crooked Dragon King who was being held up, but angrily scolded the coaching staff on site.

The flesh on his face trembled violently as she questioned him, and the veins on his thick neck were exposed, making him look fierce.

Tango, a middle-aged white man, smiled and was about to speak, but was stopped by Han Lie again.

"Okay, Michelle, I don't need an explanation from you, I prefer to explain myself."

Han Lie turned around and looked around, and soon found his next target in the crowd.

He was a young man in his early 30s, with a wide forehead, a big nose, a thick frame, and extremely strong muscles. He was wearing a tight vest that was stretched high by his chest muscles.

He is about the same height as Han Lie, about 185cm, but weighs at least 90 to 100 kilograms. He is an absolute heavyweight.

Han Lie found him, then raised his right hand, bit the adhesive tape of the glove with his teeth, and violently tore it apart.

"Tear!"

Everyone nearby was stunned. What are they doing?

Han Lie kept staring at the man, slowly took off his gloves and threw them at him casually.

"Did my girlfriend ever tell you not to get in front of her?"

Damn it? !

The whole place fell into silence, stunned by Han Lie's actions.

The man sluggishly grabbed the knocked-on glove and laughed angrily.

Han Lie was not unreasonable.

Among all the men who chatted with Pan Ge, the Tilted-headed Dragon King was the most frivolous, while the big-muscled bully took himself the most seriously.

Not only did he stand in front of Pan Ge and block her view, but after being scolded by her, he deliberately gathered several friends and blocked the place between the rest area and the training area.

The VIP training area is a square area that resembles a boxing ring. It is paved with elastic materials and has ropes, but it is only about 15 centimeters higher than the outside.

Therefore, when the view was blocked by them, Pan Ge had to stand up to see Han Lie.

Well, even if he stood up, he could only see Han Lie's chest.

It's not a big deal, but it's gross.

If Boxing Champion Lie wants to take action, it's obviously not enough to just deal with the Crooked Dragon King.

"Come on, come on stage."

Han Lie raised his fingers at him, then looked back at Michelle: "You be the referee."

Michelle originally wanted to stop him, but for some reason, she lost the courage to object after being glanced at by Han Lie's cold eyes.

Actually she knew why.

When she forced her way onto the stage with temporary blindness in her left eye in the third round of the boxing championship gold belt match, her coach just opened her mouth, then sighed and stopped trying to persuade her.

The difference was that back then, her only remaining right eye was full of fighting spirit, burning with an unyielding flame of anger.

There is no emotion in Han Lie's determination. He does not love the ring, does not yearn for honor, and has no respect for the game. He is just pure determination.

I want to fuck him.

It's that simple.

Michelle sighed like her coach, then turned to look at Xu Wei.

"Xu, do you want to accept Han's challenge?"

When things came to a close, Xu Wei, the big-muscled tyrant, became cautious and looked Han Lie up and down.

"Brother Han is very unfamiliar, isn't he? Where did you practice boxing?"

Michelle frowned, but the boxing gym owner's stance prevented her from lying to his face and deceiving annual membership members.

Therefore, she could only tell the truth.

"Han is a newcomer and has never practiced boxing before. Today is the second training. I guarantee it on my honor."

"What?!"

There was a crash, and there was an exclamation nearby.

Most of the people eating melons looked surprised and uncertain. They looked back and forth at the upright Han Lie and kept swearing in their mouths.

"Fuck! How dare he?!"

"Brother Xu is already a first-tier expert in our amateur circle..."

"Chun Na! You're so damn pretentious!"

"Does the little red guy have a middleweight class? Fighting against a heavyweight? It's so damn interesting for newbies. They are just ignorant and fearless!"

"If Brother Xu were to get serious with him, wouldn't he be beaten to death?"

"No! What do you think, Sister Mi?"

Sister Mi didn't really think about anything. Firstly, she felt that she couldn't stop Han Lie, and secondly, she didn't think that Han Lie would definitely lose.

Tango asked worriedly: "Michelle, are you sure you want to support Han and Xu in the practice match? It's too early..."

Michelle ignored him and asked the coaches who gathered around him: "How big is the difference between the two of them in physical test data?"

The coaches murmured for a while and quickly came to a conclusion.

"Xu is stronger in static strength, and in all other statistics, Han is higher."

Tango couldn't help but frowned: "But Han's skills... the learning time is still too short!"

"Ah!"

Michelle suddenly grinned and sneered: "Baby, if you think about it again, do you really believe that Han has never learned any fighting skills?"

Tango suddenly raised his head and looked at each other with the others, stunned.

yes!

No matter how talented he is, how could he be so fast?

So...does it deserve a fight? !

At the same time, Xu Wei, who had been stunned for a while, suddenly laughed: "Brother Han, are you crazy?"

Han Lie looked at him calmly, his attitude still so cold.

"Fight or not? If not, get out of the way. You're as ugly as my girlfriend."

"Okay, okay!"

Xu Wei fiercely threw the whole set back to Han Lie, bent down and got into the ring from the ropes.

"I'm going to slap your face into a pig's head right now and see who is uglier!"

Seeing that the matter had come to this, Michelle stopped thinking about anything and seriously called the sparring partner: "Wear protective gear for them."

As a result, Han Lie raised his eyebrows fiercely: "What kind of protective gear should I wear? Sign a liability exemption agreement."

As soon as these words came out, it was like a meteor falling into the sea, and it was earth-shattering!

Xu Wei was stunned there, looking at Han Lie blankly, his whole body was not feeling well.

Damn, mental illness? !

It's just a little conflict, are you risking your life? !

Xu Wei is a heavyweight, he knows his punching power very well, and it is no joke to fight hard.

He didn't think he would lose, but he was really afraid.

The boy opposite looks very temperamental and has a strong aura. He should have some background. If he accidentally beats the other person seriously...

"Fuck! I'm going to fight you without wearing protective gear?!"

He threw his gloves to the ground, intending to take the opportunity to call off the fight.

Regardless of whether he admitted it or not, there was indeed fear in his heart.

Lao Mi also firmly opposed: "No! Wearing protective gear is the bottom line!"

Han Lie ignored Michelle and stared at Xu Wei over her. After about 5 seconds, he nodded slightly.

"Okay, wear protective gear."

Xu Wei breathed a sigh of relief.

Seemingly realizing that his response was a bit weak, he added on the spur of the moment: "If you win, I will apologize to your girlfriend."

"unnecessary."

Han Lie calmly replied: "Your apology is not that important. In the eyes of my girlfriend, you are just a nothing."

Grass!

This piece of shit is so fucking infuriating!

Xu Wei was aroused again and again, and made up his mind to teach Han Lie a lesson.

Apollo often holds practice matches between students, and preparations are done very quickly. Everything is ready in less than two minutes.

At this time, Pan Ge still stayed where he was and did not push into the crowd.

She stood on the chair, bouncing and waving.

"Come on! It doesn't matter if you can't beat me, just protect yourself!"

The men all turned to look at her, but she continued to shout without caring: "I called my dad! If we lose, we will find a way to cripple him. Don't worry!"

w(Д)w!

The heads of a group of big men were buzzing.

Xu Wei also suffered huge psychological power because of this. He didn't believe everything, but he didn't believe it at all. This man and woman looked really good.

Oh shit!

I'm so frustrated and crazy. Why are you pretending to be so cool with others?

Han Lie moved his neck and smiled at the black-bellied Xiao Bailian.

"Don't worry, we will definitely win!"

Everyone curled their lips and thought: Young Master, where do you get your confidence?

With Michelle's order, the practice match officially began.

Xu Wei and Han Lie held their fists, slowly approached, and began to circle and test.

After two or three jabs at each other, Xu Wei's heart suddenly shook——

Grass!

Something's wrong!

The onlookers below were all newbies, so naturally they could see it, so one after another opened their mouths.

Boxing, without considering physical fitness and physical fitness, only focuses on technique. What is the biggest difference between masters and novices?

Sense of distance.

A left jab from a forward step will often make the novice dodge greatly as if his hair is fried.

Not only is it a waste of physical energy, but it also disrupts the pace and exposes huge flaws.

But masters sometimes don't move and just hold the boxing frame tightly.

Because the precise sense of distance allows masters to judge the intention and threat of an attack in an instant, those with low threats will simply ignore it and wait wholeheartedly for opportunities to counterattack.

Han Lie showed exactly this kind of ease.

Tango stared dumbfounded at Han Lie's skillful defensive skills and fake moves, and murmured, "Has that guy been playing us?"

"Absolutely!"

The sparring partner nodded sympathetically, as if he had seen through everything.

"I can guarantee that in the practice half an hour ago, Han only used about 30% of his strength!"

The crooked-headed Dragon King finally no longer needed anyone to hold him, and he stood there blankly, frowning as he recalled.

After pondering for a moment, he suddenly raised his head in shock and asked his friend eagerly: "No, wait a minute... Who still remembers that kid's sliding combination just now? Sister Mi said he was in class for the second time?!"

Friends suddenly realized.

"Damn it! That kid is so mean!"

"What a genius Gouba! He actually practiced something!"

"Brother, you are lucky... If people hadn't bothered to pay attention to you, you would be the one getting hammered on behalf of Brother Xu..."

The tilted-headed Dragon King looked at the suddenly fierce battle in the boxing ring, sweat pouring down his forehead.

Bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

hiss……

After three jabs at different angles and speeds, Han Lie immediately knew Xu Wei's true level.

Level 3 is probably less than level 4.

It is extremely difficult for amateurs to practice boxing to a professional level.

Without a sufficiently intense competition or truly high-intensity masochistic training, level 4 is a natural barrier.

This thing is different from mathematics and physics. Knowledge is gained by thinking, and boxing is achieved by fighting. There is no illusion of working hard and becoming invincible in the world.

And Han Lie casually spent 500,000 experience points to increase [Boxing] to level 4 and 300,000 experience points. After that, he became a comprehensive and experienced professional-level boxer.

It's nonsense to win the middleweight gold belt, but there is no problem in establishing a stronghold in China.

So what if Xu Wei is a heavyweight?

There's so much difference in agility, so much difference in experience, it's just beating my son!

Han Lie moved quickly and pulled quickly, and after two or three jabs, he feinted with his right hand and punched Xu Wei out of the flaw. He stepped forward and made a powerful attack... The middle door was wide open!

The scene that follows is so cruel that one cannot bear to look at it.

Lower hook, left hook, backhand straight punch!

Bang!

There was a loud noise, and Xu Wei, who was hit in the triangle between his eyebrows, was stunned.

The general grid gave him good resistance to blows, so he received a good beating.

The protective gear can protect the cheeks, but it cannot protect the nose. It just so happens that Xu Wei also has a big nose...

Bang bang, bang bang!

Two clicks on the left waist and one click on the head;

Two hits to the right side of the abdomen, one hit to the head...

The thieves' rhythmic blows continued to sound, one after another. After the boxing champion Lie Kuang bombarded for more than ten seconds, Xu Wei rolled his eyes and fell to the sky.

Boom!

After a loud noise, only Han Lie was left standing solemnly on the ring, panting slightly.

quiet.

The boxing gym was extremely quiet.

No matter how confident they were in Han Lie, no one would have thought that it would only take 30 seconds to defeat a heavyweight amateur master.

Ya'er, what a fool!

Gudong...

The tilted-headed dragon king couldn't hold back anymore, swallowed hard, and made a strange sound that wasn't particularly clear but could be heard nearby.

The next moment, Han Lie on the ring looked at him, Brother Dragon King immediately held his chest and lowered his head, shrinking tightly, feeling that his entire crotch was soaked...

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