Officer Yang and the police officers beside him walked around Wang Jie's house and even took some photos.

"Is it usually just the two of you at home? Isn't the head of the family here?"

"The head of the house is not in the city, so there are only me and the nanny at home!" Wang Jie said: "If Officer Yang keeps looking, he may even know the color of my underwear!"

Officer Yang smiled and touched Wang Jie's head: "The little guy is quite humorous!"

Then he said: "Then don't bother me. I will come to you to collect evidence at any time if there is any situation later!"

Qian Yuting nodded and sent Officer Yang away. Wang Jie frowned slightly. It was really bad luck. Lao Dong and Mr. Wu were blocked outside, so someone in the city tried every means to find an opportunity to get at them.

"Master, will the police find out it's us?" Qian Yuting was a little nervous.

Wang Jie shook his head: "Next time someone comes to stir up trouble, I will still send them to see the King of Hell!"

The brain-dead incident of hundreds of people in the Wu family caused quite a stir in the higher-ups. Bank cards were used to decapitate people and remote control bullets were fired. This was simply unbelievable. The police conducted many investigations into the four members of the Wu Renqun family, but all failed. Wang Jie

They will never open their mouths about anything.

Some little people who had seen Wang Jie's actions, especially Fang Zhikun's men, did not dare to speak out. Once this matter was made public, they would all die.

But soon some people thought of the brain-dead case of more than a dozen people in front of Xin'er's house. Xin'er met the police again, and her brother Wang Jie was also interviewed once. But unfortunately, when the investigation was halfway through, the police

It was hindered and had to be terminated, and the incident could only be put on hold.

...

Soon it was the day for Wang Jie to participate in the fight. Zhao Hanyun drove Wang Jie to the Shinan Gym. The coach was already waiting outside the gym. When he saw Wang Jie coming, he immediately smiled.

"You finally came!"

"It's so early in the morning and I haven't slept well yet!" Wang Jie sighed and followed the coach into the gym.

"Have you had breakfast?"

"have eaten."

Due to today's game, there were many more people in the gym than usual, but with this casual atmosphere, Wang Jie knew it was not a regular game.

Wang Jie followed the coach and met some other boxing coaches, even foreigners. Some old friends even joked: "You really came to fight. Are the fighters taught by the boxing coach good?"

"Just see if this student can do it. As long as he succeeds once, he will be one step closer to being a professional coach."

The laughter behind him gradually faded away, and Wang Jie couldn't help but laugh: "So you are such a waste in your own circle?"

The coach smiled bitterly: "No matter how good boxing was back then, you couldn't teach a decent student."

After changing his clothes, Wang Jie put on his gloves and waved them around casually: "This thing is purely used to protect the opponent. Can I not wear it?"

"This is a rule, you can't not wear it. When the time comes to compete, you can't beat people to death, you know, as long as you win, that's all!" the coach said.

Wang Jie nodded: "Forget about the rules. Those things are used to regulate the weak. I will just stand there and deal with them with one punch and that will be it!"

"That won't work. Let's try a few tricks, otherwise it will be too fake and the audience will think it's a fake match!"

"so troublesome!"

Not long after, Wang Jie and I found a seat and sat down. The game hadn't started yet, everyone was chatting, and the spectators were talking about these athletes.

Soon several men came to the coach: "This is the new disciple. Isn't he awesome? How old is he this year?"

"Two thousand years old, he's very powerful. I'll beat your mother to death with one punch!" Wang Jie responded.

That's what Wang Jie said when he opened his mouth. These people were stunned immediately, and then some laughed, and some were angry and dissatisfied, but Wang Jie looked indifferent and looked into the distance.

The coach looked at the people around him: "Your disciples all look very good. I wonder who is going to take first place this time?"

"Of course it must be me, why bother asking? You turtles, get out of here, I'll be annoyed when I see you."

The expressions on these people's faces suddenly turned gloomy, and one person said: "Children's tempers can only be played at home with their parents. If they are outside, they will not end well."

After these people left, the coach said: "What a relief. They will definitely let their students bully you when the time comes. Just let them suffer!"

"What's wrong with them? Of course they have to go into the hospital to experience the care of the nurse!" Wang Jie said.

...

The game started. Wang Jie looked at the game below and the schedule on the big screen. His opponent was a guy named Wu Zhicheng. He was one year older than Wang Jie, but he was the same height.

There was no test at all, it was all the data filled in during registration.

"What a rubbish competition!" He shook his head.

There are three rounds of competition in total. It is not a scoring type, but a knockdown type. The competition can be completed in about ten minutes.

Looking at the schedule on the big screen, it was almost Wang Jie's turn. The coach led Wang Jie out of the auditorium and waited for the number to be called at the edge of the ring.

Finally it was Wang Jie's turn to come on the stage, and the voice of the narrator sounded from the loudspeaker: "Next is the kid Wang Jie from Tianshu Boxing Gym, facing off against Dick Long from Ma Lijian Kingdom."

"Huh?" Wang Jie's expression changed: "Isn't it Wu Zhicheng?"

Looking up at the big screen, he saw that he was right. Due to the commotion in the auditorium, the commentator realized that he had made a mistake and apologized quickly: "I'm sorry, there was a mistake just now. Next is Tianshu Boxing Gym

Wang Jie’s kid versus Wu Zhicheng from Baiyuan Boxing Gym!”

The two entered the ring. Wu Zhicheng's voice was very loud. He was obviously already somewhat famous. Although he was only one year older than Wang Jie, he looked as tall as Wang Jie.

"Wu Zhicheng, right?" Wang Jie smiled at him: "Do you think you will enter the next round of hall today, or the emergency room of the hospital?"

Wu Zhicheng looked serious and seemed to take this game seriously: "Wang Jie, this is the first time I heard this name."

As the referee waved, the match began. Wu Zhicheng, as a trainer, threw a few punches, almost using both fists and kicks in every move.

But no matter how sharp the movements were, they were nothing more than slow motion in Wang Jie's eyes. He dodged with just a few movements, and even kept saying: "The speed is too slow!"

The commentator said: "Wu Zhicheng comes from a training background and is very aggressive, but the child Wang Jie reacts very quickly and can perfectly dodge every time, just waiting for an opportunity to punch."

Wu Zhicheng adjusted his breathing and no longer took the initiative to attack, but instead provoked Wang Jie to take action, so that he could seize the opportunity to hit Wang Jie.

Sure enough, Wang Jie stepped forward, and Wu Zhicheng used his quick hands and eyes to whip his leg with his right hand. However, Wang Jie seemed to move a certain distance to the left in an instant, and Wu Zhicheng's kick did not control the distance well, so it had no power at all.
Chapter completed!