my charming lady boss

Zhao Gang glanced at the big screen and said with a smile: "It seems that someone bought you to win at a high price, and abruptly lowered the ratio. Is it your boss?"

"It doesn't matter who it is, what matters is that I can win."

Yan Jiadong didn't care about the answer.

"Really? It looks like you might have made your boss lose money."

Zhao Gang said sarcastically.

"The betting time is over, Wei Xia has revenge on Su Qiutong, the game starts now!"

With the announcement of the host, the field once again boiled.

Yan Jiadong took a stance and made a gesture of letting go. From the battle he saw before, he knew that Zhao Gang would be attacked by a storm as long as he found the right opportunity.

"It's not bad, it looks a bit like an army, have you ever been in the army? Changed your career?"

Zhao Gang asked after looking at it.

"Do you think I'm like you?"

Yan Jiadong replied disdainfully.

These words made Zhao Gang's eyes turn cold, and he shot out immediately: "Looking for death!"

Although Yan Jiadong's words were not clearly stated, they frustrated Zhao Gang's unbearable heart, and immediately attacked me, Yan Jiadong, like a tiger out of a cage.

Yan Jiadong was not a rookie delivering food at the beginning, but he was also a master of fighting under Wang Quan's training.

In addition, Wang Quan was also born in the army, so it was easy for him to see the army approach in Zhao Gang's moves.

These Wang Quan had trained on a daily basis, and it was much easier to deal with familiar moves.

Zhao Gang attacked and Yan Jiadong defended.

Under the familiar routine, Yan Jiadong can always easily defend against Zhao Gang's insidious moves.

It seems that the man's physical strength has indeed dropped a lot after continuous fighting, and he has obvious gasps during the time of the moves, and sweat has long been left on his forehead.

Yan Jiadong was also panting, but at that time his body was gradually boiling.

The stimulant Su Qiutong found was quite effective. He only felt a raging fire burning in his body, and there was a bomb beside the fire, which depended on when the bomb exploded.

Chapter 392

Although Yan Jiadong dodged Zhao Gang's attack with ease on the court, but off the court, in Su Qiutong's eyes, it looked different.

It seemed that Yan Jiadong was firmly suppressed by Zhao Gang, and he was beaten to the point where he had no power to fight back, so he could only blindly defend and evade.

The girl was so nervous that her fists were tightly squeezed together without realizing it, and her eyes were fixed on the screen of the broadcast without blinking.

bump!On the field, Zhao Gang blasted Yan Jiadong away with an impact change. Although it did not cause any substantial damage, Su Qiutong outside the field suddenly stood up worried.

"Qiu Tong, don't be nervous, they are just testing, Yan Jiadong is not injured."

Seeing Su Qiutong's worried look, Su Changfeng offered a word of comfort.

Seeing that Su Qiutong was so worried about Yan Jiadong, Ren Lingxiao felt a little uncomfortable, but he didn't say anything, and looked in the direction of his bodyguard, not knowing what he was thinking.

Su Qiutong took a closer look at the big screen and found that there was nothing unusual about Yan Jiadong, so he breathed a sigh of relief and sat down again.

And on the boxing ring, Zhao Gang had no choice but to change his moves to Yan Jiadong. The more he fought, the more frightened he was. This man seemed to know his own punches, and he could always make the best defense. If you change your tactics in time, you may fall into Yan Jiadong's counterattack.

Yan Jiadong was blasted away, Zhao Gang was not in a hurry to attack again, and said a little dignifiedly: "I really underestimated you, you are very familiar with these military methods, even if you have never been a soldier, you still follow the example of a soldier." people have close ties."

"So what? Apart from the outcome, do we need to talk about other things?"

Yan Jiadong replied indifferently.

"It's true. Your tone reminds me of someone in the army, a guy I hate very much."

When Zhao Gang said this, he seemed a little helpless and anxious.

"I don't care who you hate, but I think there should be many people who hate you."

Yan Jiadong still said indifferently.

"It doesn't matter, but now I'm going to get serious!"

After Zhao Gang finished speaking, his expression became serious, and the teasing smile was no longer on his face.

"Oh, is that so? Then I'll force myself to be serious."

Bickering Yan Jiadong doesn't belong to Zhao Gang, it's just that he doesn't want to use this kind of move when he is really fighting.

He believes that if you are a man, you have to have a real seal in your hand, don't be a BB like a woman, but Yan Jiadong is also a person who talks about people when he sees people, and he talks nonsense when he sees people.

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Gang started a new attack. This time, he abandoned the military method that both sides were familiar with and changed to the most direct attack.

There are no fancy moves, only the long-formed battle himself, relying on this intuition and muscle memory to attack the most vulnerable and deadly parts of the human body.

After testing the opponent's strength, Zhao Gang knew that it was impossible for him to hold back in this match. The fighting style had changed from defeating the opponent to killing the opponent.

Yan Jiadong felt the changes in Zhao Gang's fist most directly, and he clearly felt the killing intent of the man in front of him.

The most direct attacking fist, attacking the most deadly place.

Under Wang Quan's teaching, Yan Jiadong knew that this kind of move could no longer be used for complete defense.

Zhao Gang's punches were fast, accurate, and hateful. He gave up defense and just attacked blindly, wanting to defeat Yan Jiadong in a short burst.

Yan Jiadong knew very well in his heart that if he was completely beaten and defended, his own losses might far exceed that of Zhao Gang.

In this moment, Yan Jiadong changed his strategy.

Since the opponent gave up defense, he also gave up defense. Yan Jiadong wanted to fight Zhao Gang for this ruthlessness.

In an instant, Yan Jiadong was no longer deliberately suppressing the effects of the stimulant, and his whole body was on fire.

With his eyes wide open, he waved his fist and met Zhao Gang's fist fiercely.

boom!A muffled sound.

The two fists collided fiercely on the boxing ring, and the sweat on the arms of the two splashed out in an instant.

On the muscular arm, there are only prominent blood vessels and veins.

This ferocious fistfight seemed to sound the charge horn.