"That's it for now, it's not time yet." Ian ordered.

"Okay, I will tell everyone. If there is nothing else, I will go out first." William nodded.

Ian suddenly said: "William, do you know anyone...who is a good...fighter? It's my fault that Carmen injured me this time because I didn't react. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been beaten so badly."

William was stunned for a moment: "Fight... fight?"

"Yes! If I don't learn, if this happens again next time, at least I can fight back." Ian said with some embarrassment.

After Ian finished speaking, William frowned and walked around Ian, and said with some embarrassment: "Mr. Ian, I think you should forget it. Your physique will not give you an advantage in a fight with anyone."

What William said is true. William, Chad, and Murphy are all at least 1.8 meters tall. Even Willis is much taller than Ian, and the muscles on Ian's body are not obvious.

There is absolutely no advantage in strength.

"That's why I have to learn, well... it's best to learn some skills. After all, my body is not advantageous." Ian thought for a while and said.

This made William a little worried. They were all trained in street fights. Wherever there are skills, it is whoever has the bigger fist, bolder and crueler hand who is more powerful. It is precisely because of this,

The bodies of these gang members look much stronger than ordinary people, at least so that when ordinary people see them, they will feel a sense of fear in their hearts.

William thought for a long time before hesitatingly said: "There are several boxing gyms nearby, including taekwondo, judo, karate, etc., as well as boxing and free fighting, but many of those things are only used in competitions.

, there is no fairness in normal fights, I once knocked over a karate instructor with a wine bottle."

Seeing Ian's dejected look, William comforted him again: "It's okay to go and learn, just exercise your body. Those who have practiced will be stronger than ordinary people, that's right..."

Early the next morning, William drove Ian to a Taekwondo gym. As soon as he entered, Ian saw a dozen students standing side by side, punching and yelling.

It also has some power.

"Hello, sir, please come here and I will show you the environment of our boxing gym." Before Ian and the others could speak, a waitress came up to say hello.

"Let's take a look here." Ian said and sat down.

The waiter quickly brought two bottles of water and said, "This is our coach. He is a master with a first-degree black belt in Taekwondo."

"Why are they always shouting so loudly?" Ian asked.

"Sir, shouting can release students' inner pressure and inspire them to move forward bravely. You know, in ancient times, soldiers had to shout loudly before going to the battlefield." The waiter's voice sounded very sweet.

Ian couldn't help but take another look.

Seeing that she also had black hair and black eyes, Ian asked: "Are you Asian?"

"Haha, sir, you really like to joke. Of course you do. I am just like you. We are both Asians. I am from Bangchui. What about you?"

"I...hehe, actually I don't know where I am from. I am an orphan. I grew up in the United States, so I am an American." Ian laughed.

"Haha..." The waiter was also amused by Ian.

"Ah Hui, we are practicing, please be quiet." The coach next to him shouted dissatisfied.

"I'm sorry, coach." Ah Hui apologized quickly, and then said in a lower voice: "Sir, what do you think? Do you want to sign up?"

Ian stood up and said: "Forget it, I don't like this kind of training. It doesn't look good at all, but I still want to thank you for your warm reception."

Maybe Ian spoke a little louder, and the coach heard him. He shook his arms vigorously, strode over, stopped in front of Ian, looked at it and said, "What?

Don’t you think our Taekwondo is great?”

Seeing that this coach also had a powerful figure and extraordinary momentum, Ian quickly smiled and said: "You misunderstood, I just want to learn something more practical, and your training looks more... more... more like school."

"Practical?" The coach didn't understand what Ian meant.

Ian paused and whispered directly: "It's like this, I was beaten, so I want to learn some boxing skills that can make me fight better."

"Hmph! Let's go. My Taekwondo will not teach people to fight." When the coach heard Ian say it and looked at William's appearance, he immediately knew who they were, but he didn't want to offend them, so

He said tepidly.

"Actually, I think this is quite good. Although fighting may not be possible, it is always good to practice and exercise." William advised.

The coach turned around again, because William's words just now were loud, and all his students heard it, and some of them had some doubtful looks in their eyes.

"Ah, hey!" The coach suddenly stretched out his hand without any warning, grabbed William's neck with one hand, grabbed his belt with the other, and lifted William up with one force, and because he was behind his back,

, so William’s hands and feet could not gain strength no matter how hard they struggled.

"That's amazing." The students immediately clapped their hands and cheered.

"Now you still think Taekwondo is not good?" the coach said with a proud smile.

William was angry and helpless. At this moment, the coach put William down again, then bowed and apologized, saying: "I'm sorry, sir. Although I was a sneak attack, you slandered Taekwondo in front of my students. I

I have to do this, please forgive me."

The coach bowed and apologized to William in front of so many students, which made William, who was about to go berserk, suddenly feel helpless.

After leaving the karate gym, William advised: "Mr. Ian, I think you should forget it. I don't really believe in boxing, fighting and other things. Those things are all used to defraud money. They are not good at all."

It’s of little value.”

Ian also hesitated and said, "But that guy just defeated you, didn't he?"

"He is just very powerful. If we really want to fight, I am not afraid of him. Besides, there are no rules in street fighting. Whoever has quick hands will have the advantage. Whoever is ruthless enough will be afraid of him. And now

There are a few people fighting on the street, and if you really want to deal with one person, you have to rely on this." William said, making a shooting gesture with his hand.

"That's right. I think my physical fitness is pretty good, but I haven't fought with anyone before, so my reaction is slow." Ian paused after saying this, then gritted his teeth and said to William: "Wait a minute.

Next time we go back, let’s find a warehouse and renovate it a little. I want to exercise.”

"This is easy!"

"Then you tell everyone to come and fight me one by one. The one who wins will get two hundred dollars, and the loser will also get one hundred dollars." No matter what William said, Ian was determined to pay attention to his body.

After practicing hard, until now, whenever he closes his eyes, Carmen's fist still appears in his mind. How could he close his eyes?

"Mr. Ian, you don't have to be like this. It's all my fault for failing to protect you." William said blaming himself.

"I don't mean to blame you. I just think that no matter how hard you try, there will always be times when I'm no longer around. If you practice more, you might be able to save your life at the critical moment."
Chapter completed!