Marvel's Don't Stop Me, I Want to Die

Stanley was a little speechless after he woke up. The opponent was so powerful that he easily knocked him out without using Qi. No wonder he was instantly knocked unconscious after using Qi. Maybe this is the power and charm of Qi. Bar.

"Hey, Stanley, are you awake?!" Kane saw Stanley waking up and immediately walked over and said happily.

"Well, I'm awake. Can you get me a glass of water? I'm a little dizzy now." Stanley leaned against the wall with his hands on the mattress and said to Kane.

Kane didn't say anything, and immediately walked up to Stanley, poured a glass of water and handed it to him, and then asked why Stanley fainted, because Kane didn't think that today's training would make Stanley faint.

"When I was in school, I was in the Sanda club, so I think the coach raised the challenge." Stanley shrugged, not feeling that being defeated would make him embarrassed.

"Wow, you were in the Sanda club at school? You're very powerful, but what's even more amazing is that you dare to challenge the coach." Kane looked at Stanley with an expression of admiration.

"Well, I wasn't defeated by the coach very casually, and I fainted directly. Oh, let's not mention it. I feel a little hungry now, so I'm going to eat." Stanley felt that his body had recovered, so he did not continue talking to him. Kane spoke, stood up, took a shower and left the martial arts gym.

Walking on the streets of Hong Kong, Stanley randomly found a time-honored restaurant, ordered a few signature dishes and ate to his heart's content. His recovery ability did not come out of thin air, it required constant eating. While eating the delicious food, Stanley quickly replayed today's battle in his mind. Well, for Stanley, this was a battle.

The battle with Zheng Xiaofan is different from those minions. Of course, under normal circumstances, Stanley will not fight so easily with the minions in close combat. He will use various props to kill the opponent or make the opponent lose their combat effectiveness, and truly fight at close range. Basically non-existent. Although I have been learning SWAT fighting skills from Big Daddy and Mindy, I really have very little experience in close combat.

Thinking about future battles, with super criminals and aliens flying all over the sky, most of the props may lose their effect. What can really defeat the opponent may be his close-quarters ability, so take this opportunity to practice your close-quarters skills. Physical combat ability is also necessary.

"It's decided, I will challenge him every day from now on!" Stanley clapped his hands and whispered.

"Hey, street kid, what's your name?" Perhaps because he was startled by Stanley's sudden voice, a guy wearing glasses next to him suddenly shouted.

"Sorry, it was just a whim." Stanley waved his hand and apologized, not wanting to cause trouble.

"Hmph, if an apology is useful, why do we need the police?" The man with glasses seemed to have some misunderstanding when he saw Stanley apologizing, and he stood up and shouted.

Stanley was a little speechless. No matter where you are, there are some guys who bully the weak and fear the strong. As long as you show weakness, you will feel very majestic, and then they will pester you without mercy. Unless you are truly strong and not afraid of anything, you will let them go. Shut up or the other person will keep pestering you.

"Hey, boss, don't you care about this?" Stanley looked at the boss who was watching the excitement speechlessly.

"Haha, it's okay. The loser will be compensated in full. If you have confidence in yourself, you can take action at will." The boss said nonchalantly.

Maybe it's because of this

There are martial arts gyms nearby, and people here are very advocating fighting. Of course, because of this, there will be fights over disagreements almost every day. Therefore, no one felt scared when they saw the dispute between Stanley and the man with glasses. On the contrary, I found it interesting.

"Young face, you have nothing to say now. Do you want to call mom over?" When the man with glasses saw Stanley asking for help from his boss, he immediately threw his coat aside and shouted.

"Oh, really, why are there people like you who feel so good about themselves everywhere?" Stanley shrugged, stood up and threw his coat to someone. Of course, there was nothing to steal in his coat. .

The man with glasses was shocked by Stanley's actions. He really didn't expect that Stanley would actually have the courage to fight with him. But even so, the man with glasses was still riding a tiger and could only grit his teeth and fight. As a martial artist, A person who was born and lived on the streets should not lose to a young boy, the man with glasses thought.

Stanley twisted his hands and feet, looked at the man with glasses, shouted softly, and punched him out. Although the man with glasses looked more polite, he was a kid who grew up on this street after all. He obviously had a lot of trouble. Of course, look at him. What he did just now was obviously a scumbag.

Stanley's probing attack was ineffective and was avoided by the man with glasses. Stanley smiled slightly and started a new round of attacks. After all, Stanley had learned systematic SWAT fighting skills. Although he was no match for Zheng Xiaofan, a mere man with glasses was no match for Stanley. He was subdued by Stanley in just a few moves. .

"Hey, you're convinced now." Stanley chuckled. Stanley found that he actually liked this kind of fighting. Although he was bullying ordinary people now, this kind of street fighting would make people's blood boil.

"Okay, okay, I'm convinced, let me go, my hand is going to be broken." The man with glasses regretted it to death. He just saw that Stanley looked smaller, and he was a stranger who wanted to bully him. It was just a moment, but I didn't expect that the other party was actually a practitioner, so I could only admit that I was unlucky.

When Stanley heard what the other party said, he let go of his hand, stood up, took back his clothes from the previous guy, and said thank you casually.

"It seems like you enjoy this kind of fighting very much?" The restaurant owner came over and said with interest while chewing a cigarette.

"This kind of battle is very interesting, isn't it? Of course, it will be even better if it is an evenly matched opponent." Stanley did not hide his thoughts, and there was nothing to hide.

"Well, in that case, I'll recommend a place to you." The restaurant owner looked at Stanley and said.

"Oh? Where is it? It can't be a black boxing fight, right? I won't go." Stanley shook his head. As a semi-homebody, when he heard the boss's words, the first thing that came to his mind was the kind that often appears in novels. Black punch.

"What are you thinking? How can I recommend something like black boxing to you?" The boss laughed angrily at Stanley's words, shook his head and said: "It's just a place where fighting enthusiasts often go, you can go too Check it out, of course, you can’t get in without someone introducing you.”

"Really? I will think about it carefully. By the way, I live in the nearby Kunwu Hall and will come out again in the future." Stanley smiled and left.

"Oh, it turns out they are the stars who are training for filming." The restaurant owner said with interest while chewing on his cigarette.