Grandpa Fu's little milk bag is soft and sweet

Yuan Xi wanted to throw him into the ring and beat him up.

But compared to the almost disfigured pain, the angry Fu Jiecheng is more frightening.

In the end, Yuan Xi gritted his teeth, suppressed the pain of the punch, touched his nose and roared: "I told you to hit someone else!"

Nan Yu hid his gloves behind his back and lowered his head at a loss, like a child who has done something wrong.

The slightly downcast eyes are innocent.

Those who didn't know thought he was the one who was beaten.

Yuan Xi kept inhaling and exhaling to adjust his heart that was about to collapse, "Get out of the car!"

As regular customers of the club, the people inside nodded and bowed when they saw the second generation ancestor coming, "Master Yuan, please come inside, are you here to watch the game today or to place bets?"

Yuan Xi lazily spit out two words: "Da Lei."

"Ah?" The owner of the hall glanced at Nan Yu who looked weak behind Yuan Xi, and the smile on his face was a bit far-fetched, "Master Yuan wants to play in person today?"

Seeing that the museum owner ignored Nan Yu directly, Yuan Xi's face suddenly became displeased: "Why? Who do you look down on?"

The people he brings, no matter how weak they are, can only be said by him.

The curator saw that something was wrong, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, Young Master Yuan, I poked my eye, so what should I call this...?"

Nan Yu was very excited to come out to play at the beginning, but when he entered the dark gym and smelled the danger here, he became vigilant for the first time that he was so far away from Fu Jiecheng.

During this period of contact with humans, the little rabbit is not afraid of strangers, but he still feels uncomfortable when strangers look at him, so he quietly tugged at the corner of Yuanxi's clothes: "Cousin, let's go back."

cousin?

Hearing this address, the owner of the museum looked at Nan Yu even more in disbelief.

Who in the entire capital does not know that this Young Master Yuan is not only a cousin of Master Cheng, when will another one appear?

Finally seeing something that Nan Yu was afraid of, how could Yuan Xi waste this opportunity: "You don't want to make money anymore?"

Sure enough, Nan Yu's eyes showed hesitation when he mentioned this.

Yuan Xi took the opportunity to say to the museum owner: "Bring a set of equipment for this young master."

Seeing that Yuan Xi gave Nan Yu any set of equipment in the Instant Killing Pavilion, and he chose ordinary ones, the owner of the pavilion knew in his heart that this is a heavyweight guest, and immediately became polite.

He led the two of them to a boxing ring used for practice, and left after telling the game time.

"Cousin, how can I make money here?" Nan Yu glanced at the empty room and the small trampoline in the middle.

Why is it different from Mr. Fu's money making.

"Will you hit someone?" Yuan Xi asked, "Just like you just hit me."

Nan Yu said honestly, "I can beat you, but I can't beat others."

Yuan Xi:? ? ?

He looks so bully?

The Second Generation Ancestor felt that his ruffian aura was just being fed to the dog in front of Nan Yu.

Having been hit so many times, he has now learned to face it calmly, put on a whole set of equipment and started to exercise his muscles and bones, and led people to the boxing ring to demonstrate a set of boxing: "Left and right straight punches, uppercuts, uppercuts, jabs, understand Yet?"

Nan Yu shook his head honestly.

"Then you just remember one sentence, protect your own face, and when you hit someone else's face, you must clenched your fists firmly." After Yuan Xi finished speaking, he swung his gloves and hit Nan Yu directly.

The expected speed was successfully avoided, and Yuan Xi continued to attack while teaching: "If you can't beat it, you can use this speed to avoid it, but the premise is that you can't leave this circle, otherwise you won't make money."

Nan Yu looked curiously at Yuan Xi punching, and memorized every move in his mind. Before he officially took the stage, he thought he was just playing in circles.

But when he was trapped in the boxing ring and stood opposite two ferocious people who seemed to want to eat him alive, the little rabbit became afraid: "Cousin, don't play anymore, let's go back."

The opponents are all Yuan Xi's former singles opponents in the ring. Seeing Nan Yu's face showing fear, he thought that the opportunity to wash away his past shame and regain face has come: "Don't be afraid, brother will protect you."

Nan Yu was about to say something, but the whistle sounded abruptly.

The ear-piercing sound made the timid rabbit's ears tighten.

There was a lot of cheers under the ring, which made Nan Yu feel even more frightened. When the person opposite rushed over, the frightened rabbit completely forgot what Yuan Xi said just now, and fled around the circle following his instinct.

It was the first time I met someone who only ran and didn't fight in the arena, and there were mocking voices from below, and some even wanted to rush up: "Is this person here to be funny?"

"Can you do it? If you can't, get out!"

"Get off now and don't be ashamed."

From the corner of Yuan Xi's eyes, he saw a black figure flashing past, followed by a person chasing after him.

His teammates seemed to have returned everything he had just taught him.

Sure enough, the sentence was answered—hitting him is fine, but hitting others is not.

"You did it!" Yuan Xi hated iron and wanted to stop him, but his opponent stalked him tightly.

In such a small range, the rabbit's speed was completely restricted, and the devil's claw behind it almost caught Nan Yu several times.

He almost cried, "I dare not."

"Damn!" Yuan Xi was so anxious that he swears.

Although at the beginning, he wanted to bring people here to beat him up for revenge, but if something happened, he would definitely not be able to bear it.

When entangled with the opponent, Yuan Xi quickly helped analyze Nan Yu's opponent's weakness, and found tactics from the height of the two: "Don't push hard on the ground, control the center of gravity forward, and quickly aim at his face with the jab! "

It was probably the first time that the person who was chasing Nan Yu met such a strange opponent. He was forced to become a marathon runner like a boxer. After chasing for a long time, he didn't even meet a vellus, and he was so tired that he began to pant.

"Do it!" Yuan Xi, who was skilled in the ring, keenly grasped this opportunity, and shouted at Nan Yu.

Nan Yu wanted to get out of the boxing ring and escape several times, but he kept thinking about making money, forcing himself to overcome the fear in his heart.

A sudden sentence made him muster up the courage to turn around.

The opponent is only within one meter of him.

But that fierce face still frightened him.

At this time, Yuan Xi next to him shouted again: "If you want to make money, do it, and you can go home if you do it!"

Just punch.

As long as you punch, you can make money, rush over, and now rush over, you can make money, so that Mr. Fu doesn't have to be so tired.

He wanted to give Mr. Fu the money he earned through his hard work, and to see Mr. Fu pat his head and praise him.

This has almost become the biggest motivation to support Nan Yu, and the hand that hangs down to his side unconsciously forms a fist.

A powerful force surged into my heart, and the blood in my whole body was boiling.

Seeing that the opponent was about to rush over, the little rabbit at the critical moment did not escape this time, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and waved his hand instinctively.

'boom'--

There was a loud bang from the stage.

The jeers below stopped abruptly, and after a second of silence, deafening cheers erupted.

Those who were still sneering at Nan Yu just now were slapped in the face by those who curled up on the ground hugging their faces and rolling.

They all looked at the seemingly weak young man on the stage with astonishment.

This move made everyone think that Nan Yu was a master who kept a low profile and never showed his face. Only Yuan Xi knew that this was a rookie who had never received professional training, and he eliminated his opponent with one blow in the first battle.

It doesn't rely on strength, but the explosive power of that moment!

How could a weak kid have such amazing explosive power? ! ?