The autobiography I wrote cannot be a tragedy

"Number one in the world? Humph!"

Fengqiao Street, Huqiu District.

The short-haired man with a cold face crossed his chest, looked up at the brand new "Liangshanbo" boxing gym sign, and let out a cold snort.

The man was carrying a huge travel backpack behind him. He looked dusty, as if he had just come from a long distance.

Although he does not look tall and burly, the tight black T-shirt he wears vividly shows off his eight-pack abs and tight muscle lines all over his body...

"Wow~ This figure is so good! ()"

"Yes, yes, he looks like a little girl, so he's my type!"

"I really want to go up and get Fetion!"

The man who was still looking like a cold and strong man just now suddenly looked unnatural. If you look carefully, your ears are actually red...

"The color is not different, the sky is not different, the red and pink are all skeletons, Ami Tofu!"

Not daring to look at the beautiful passers-by in cool clothes not far away, the man lowered his head and walked quickly into the boxing gym...

Just as the man entered, an old man and a young man got out of a taxi not far away.

"Ahem!"

"Master, are you okay?"

"It's okay. It's just that I've been sitting in this car for a long time. Just take it easy."

"You have just recovered a little bit. I told you to take you here by plane, but you insist on taking the train."

"Ahem! I've been used to keeping my feet on the ground all my life. Flying so high, Master's little heart can't bear it. He might get sick before he even arrives."

The old man said and looked up at the sign of the boxing gym.

"Liangshan Bo? Is this right here?"

"Yeah! It should be right here!"

"Okay, let's go in..."

…

At this time, on the ring in the boxing gym.

"Bang! Bang bang!"

Amidst the sound of physical collision, three young men wearing full protective gear were struggling to resist the fist of a burly figure in the middle.

"Bang!" Ah Xing's arms were like iron, and his palms were like green dragons playing in the water. He punched out, knocking a young boy back several steps and hitting the elastic rope behind him.

He turned around and stepped on the protective gear in the hands of the younger brother behind him. He used the force to jump into the air and performed a spinning kick in the air, completely kicking the other younger brother away.

After landing, he slid closer and used a set of short punches that were as powerful as the wind and shaped like a tiger. In an instant, he fired a dozen punches, leaving the last opponent unable to parry and retreating continuously...

After a while, the three younger brothers were lying on the ground moaning and unable to get up.

"Awesome!" "Brother A Xing is mighty!"

The boys watching below immediately clapped their hands and applauded. If you look closely, you can see that many of them are still wearing security uniforms.

Axing jumped off the ring and took off his gloves with some hesitation.

Since Brother Biao was released from prison, he was no longer allowed to engage in underground black boxing.

Now the security company is undergoing another transformation to become more professional and formalized. Even the corporate culture slogan at the entrance has been changed to "Be law-abiding."

This also resulted in many of the marginal businesses that he had previously been unable to do, leaving him unable to even fight during this period.

Ah Xingxian, who seemed to be living his retirement life early, felt uncomfortable all over.

Fortunately, the company recently bought this boxing gym.

Although the name of the boxing gym is a bit strange, it finally gave him a place where he could stretch his muscles.

"Here." Brother Biao, who was watching the game in the audience, threw a towel over and asked with a smile. "How are these brothers?"

Taking the towel and draping it over his shoulders, Ah Xing curled his lips and said three words concisely.

"too weak!"

"Ha!" Not surprised by this comment, Brother Biao smiled helplessly.

The three on stage are already the best ones carefully selected among the younger brothers.

However, even those who are slightly better in physical fitness among ordinary people cannot compare with masters like Ah Xing who participate in underground boxing matches every day.

The average salary of a security guard, even in first-tier cities, is only three to four thousand.

In the eyes of most people, they are not much better than sanitation workers. The society despises low-end occupations in the lower reaches of the chain. Even the wages of food delivery are several times higher than others.

The wages of labor are there, what else do you want to attract?

"Did you hear that? It's too weak! Give me more training!

What we need now are security personnel who are capable of fighting and resisting, not the kind of horse boys who only yelled and waved flags in the past!

Starting today, double your physical training! Everyone trains at least three hours a day! "

"Ah?" "Isn't it?" All the younger brothers wailed.

"Ah what! There are only two types of people in our company, one is hands-on and the other is mouth!

If anyone doesn’t want to train, just return to the welfare bag and work as a customer service for me! "

The boys immediately dispersed after hearing this, and one by one they all found positions to train.

Let these gangsters who open their mouths and shut up "I'm crazy" pick up the phone and whisper softly, "Hello, do you need a loan? The annualized interest rate for the first loan is less than 3.9%, dear!"

Thinking about it, life would be worse than death. Being able to die on the spot...

Although it is a boxing gym, I have to say that Mr. Hu has a great style.

When I first invested, it was really a training venue built to the highest standards, with all kinds of training equipment available.

After being sold to Wanwan Anbao, these things were kept as extras.

I watched the boys boxing, running, skipping rope, lifting barres... and some of them were actually doing yoga and Pilates!

Brother Biao couldn't help but cover his forehead. This was basically just relying on feeling...

"It seems we still need to find a reliable coach..."

No matter how bad it is, a fitness coach can do it!

Although Wanwu Security Company has just been established, it has the most abundant customer resources.

There were many shops, bars, and KTVs on the original site. Now they are under unified management, and several security guards need to be arranged for each shop.

With the nearly 100 brothers who have recently been expanded in another round, when something goes wrong, the group will shout, and it will basically have the linkage effect of "an arrow piercing the clouds, and thousands of troops will come to meet each other".

Five social insurances and one housing fund must be paid.

He, Cheng Biao, could be considered a member of the least popular organization and had advanced to the level of a junior regular army.

In addition to the affiliated companies of Evergreen Biotechnology, Baiyeji Group, Mengshan Animal Husbandry and other affiliated companies of Wanwu Holdings, subsequent security work will be handed over to them one after another, which requires a large number of manpower.

This also leads to the fact that now they are not short of business, but they are short of security guards...

Recruiting people is of course easy, but according to Meng Lang's requirements, the key members of this security company must be in short supply rather than in excess. Each of them must be the Thirteen Taibo among the security guards!

Where can he get this?

The Thirteen Taibao is not a cabbage, where in the world are there so many idle and indifferent soldiers for you to miss?

With someone like Ah Xing, he was just lucky.

Brother Biao could only settle for the next best thing, recruiting with high salaries while giving intensive training to his younger brothers.

It's just that he can fight his number one general, but it's a pity that he is an experience-style martial arts sect, and his own combat experience cannot teach others at all.

With Ah Xing's brain and personality, he is not suitable for being a coach at all.

The Master Yan next to Brother Meng seems quite suitable.

But he was said to be the company's martial arts instructor, but the conditions in the contract were only four words - "Love will come or not"!

That is completely an "affiliation" relationship where you only receive a salary and do no work.

This place has been open for so long, except for the flash of signing the contract, I haven't even punched in a serious work card yet!

But who is the "strongest connected household"?

We don’t dare to say, we don’t dare to ask…

"Hey! Who are you? You are not allowed to enter here casually!"

At this moment, some noise suddenly came from the door not far away.

Brother Biao turned around and saw a younger brother stretching out his hand, seemingly trying to push an intruder out.

The next moment, the person flew back...

"Bang!" It wasn't until the doorman fell heavily to the ground that everyone could barely react.

"Fuck you!" "You're looking for death!" "Brothers, copy these guys!"

Dozens of boys cheered and all stood up and gathered around.

Brother Biao frowned and walked over with Asing.

After waiting for the crowd to clear away, I realized that it was a backpacker with a cold face, followed by an old man and a young man, looking at everyone in surprise.

The two groups of people who came in front and back seemed to be one group in the eyes of everyone.

"you……"

Before Brother Biao could speak, Ah Xing took half a step forward and vaguely protected Brother Biao behind him.

"Brother Biao, be careful, they are all masters!"

Ah Xing's tone was rare with a hint of solemnity, but his eyes were a little excited and eager to try.

I am worried that I have no opponents, good guys, three of them came at once!

Hearing Ah Xing's warning, Brother Biao's expression condensed and he couldn't help but look at these three people again.

The old man in Tang suit looked sickly and didn't seem like a threat, but the other two young men knew just by looking at their well-tempered muscles that they were definitely not easy to mess with.

Especially the cold-faced backpacker, who barely had "I am a master" written on his face.

As if aware of the fighting spirit in Ah Xing's eyes, the backpacker raised the corners of his mouth with a look of pride.

"I just watched it. The Fifth Ancestor Fist is good, but you are not my opponent yet."

"What?" Axing raised his eyebrows.

Whether he can beat me or not is another matter, but this guy's demeanor and tone... he's in need of a beating...

"A Xing, don't be impulsive!" Brother Biao held down A Xing who was about to step forward and said to the other side.

"You guys are quite familiar. I don't know which road you are from. I, Cheng Biao, open my business and always make money by being friendly. I wonder when I have offended some of you?"

How many?

The two groups of people at the front and back turned to look at each other and immediately understood that there was a misunderstanding.

The master and apprentice immediately took half a step to the side.

"You misunderstood, we are not together."

The cold backpacker narrowed his eyes slightly as he watched the master and apprentice move half a step.

"It turns out that we are from the same camp. So, you are also here to challenge the 'Guanzhong Hero'?"

"Challenge the heroes of Guanzhong? No, no, no, we are just here to seek medical treatment." Li Lei waved his hand.

Immediately he raised his hands and made a bow.

"My lord, Li Lei, this is my master."

"Li Lei... Bajiquan Li Lei?" The backpacker's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard the name.

"Exactly down there."

"I didn't expect to meet a master of Bajiquan here. Although I really want to compete with you, my opponent today is not you..."

The backpacker turned to look at Cheng Biao, the leader on the opposite side.

Then they bowed to each other, and then formally handed over the name card.

"Please come out, the heroes of Guanzhong. I'm a Shaolin disciple, Xiang Wenlong. Today... I'm here to kick the gym!"

Play...kick the gym? !

Everyone was confused.

Brother Biao finally reacted and quickly started calling people on the phone...

…

Yipinju.

"Click!" X2

1102 and the door opposite were opened almost at the same time.

Yan Weiwei was stunned for a moment and looked at Meng Lang who had a medical bag under his arm and several bags of something that looked like Chinese medicine in his hand.

"Are you going out too?"

"Well! After all, I promised others to go to the clinic, what about you?"

As long as you're on the safe side... going to see a doctor?

The span of this industry is quite big!

Yan Weiwei twitched her lips and closed the door.

"You know what you're asking, why can't you go out and fight?"

After speaking, he glanced at Meng Lang and was about to enter the elevator.

Just after taking two steps, he paused slightly, put his hand on his lower abdomen, and suddenly frowned.

If you look closely, you can see that Yan Weiwei's steps were a little sloppy today, her face seemed a little pale, and she looked like she was not in good spirits.

"I think you'd better not go today."

Yan Weiwei frowned and turned to look at Meng Lang.

"You managed to put together the game, and now you want me not to go?"

"I asked you to gain experience, not to let others treat you as an experience baby!"

Meng Lang pushed the Chinese medicine in his hand to her with a look of helplessness.

"Give!"

Yan Weiwei was stunned. "This medicine...was given to me?"

"Otherwise? If you still challenge me even though you know you are not full of health, what is a baby if you don't have experience?"

Not full of blood...

Yan Weiwei's face suddenly turned red.

"You..." She stared at Meng Lang with shame, anger and shock. "How did you know?!"

This is impossible!

There was no way she could tell the other person such a thing, and besides, it didn't come on time this month!

I don’t even know the specific time, but he even prepared the medicine for me...it’s outrageous!

Is it possible that he can predict the future?

etc! I heard from Haitang that this guy seems to be able to tell if someone is pregnant just by looking at him or her... Could such nonsense be true?

No matter how good your medical skills are, you still have to teach me something scientific!

What if such a thing could be seen at a glance?

Then let him take a second look. Is there any little secret that can be hidden from him? What about human privacy rights?

She couldn't help but hug the packets of Chinese medicine to her chest, took two steps back, and stared at someone as if she were looking at a monster, with the words "Don't come over" in her eyes...

Meng Lang looked at the defensive Yan Weiwei speechlessly, wondering what the silly girl was thinking.

Press the elevator button.

"I noticed something was wrong with your face two days ago. You must have been training too hard recently.

As the saying goes, haste makes waste, and whatever is gained must be lost. Although dark energy is powerful, it also puts a heavy load on the body.

If used too frequently, it can easily cause physical overdraft, dark damage to the meridians, and endocrine disorders...

I specially prepared this medicine based on your physical condition. Boil three bowls of water into one bowl and take it three times. You should be able to be active in two days. "

Yan Weiwei was stunned for a moment.

There was something strange in my heart, but out of the instinct to protect myself, I still took the medicine and took a step back.

"You...you can tell about endocrine disorders just by looking at other people? Who are you trying to fool? Bian Que can't even boast about it!

Have you eaten the other three? "

"Who said I knew it by 'looking'?" Meng Lang glanced at her with a smile.

"No...it's not about looking. Is it possible that you can still pinch and count?"

"Uh... As you say, even if I can count it, I can't use it to calculate it..."

"Then...then how do you know?"

Yan Weiwei felt that she had to figure this out today, otherwise how would she be able to live her life in the future?

There is no way to survive!

"Ding~" At this moment, the elevator door happened to open.

Meng Lang glanced at her, walked into the elevator with a smile and waved his hand.

"remote control……"

As the elevator door slowly closed, Yan Weiwei was left at the elevator entrance with a confused look on her face.

"Remote control? What remote control? Remote..."

It was like something suddenly came to mind.

Could it be...

She couldn't help but widen her eyes and looked down at her wrist.

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At that time, I thought he was deliberately taking advantage of me, but it turned out... that he was checking his pulse?

This guy……

He squeezed the medicine bag in his hand and looked at the elevator indicator light that was slowly descending in front of him.

For some unknown reason, an intoxicating blush gradually appeared on his face...