No one expected that Wang Jian, a rustic country boy, could actually make the club's top player touch the ground on his shoulders in an instant, leaving almost no time to react.

Yangzi, who was lying on the ground, was also blinded. He clearly felt that his opponent was using Jeet Kune Do, but he had also encountered Jeet Kune Do masters before, and their way of exerting force was completely different from that of the guy opposite. If Wang

Jian just used Jeet Kune Do's unique straight-forward approach. He could definitely stop his feet and maintain his balance, so as not to be killed in an instant.

But... there are always many surprises in things, especially in this kind of arena, where the situation is changing rapidly and there are too many variables. Although Wang Jian just hit Yangzi's knee, he had an upward momentum when he exerted his strength.

Even if Yangzi wants to withdraw his strength, Wang Jian's force will cause his center of gravity to shift seriously. If his center of gravity shifts, coupled with the interference of external forces, almost no one can continue to maintain balance except for masters who only appear in martial arts novels.

Wang Jian didn't take it seriously. After standing up, he pulled Yangzi up, whose mind was blank, and took a step back:

"You don't have to come again, right?"

"continue!"

Yangzi, who had calmed down, did not accept Wang Jian's affection. He stubbornly believed that Wang Jian had used his opportunity to underestimate the enemy to make him lose face. Wen Wu was the first, Wu Wu was second, and everyone was a master of training.

Yes, anyone who is not an arrogant master will definitely not give in easily, so Yangzi shook his hand, jumped one step away from Wang Jian, and started to raise his hand again.

This time was different from before. Just now, Yangzi was somewhat disdainful, but now he was watching Wang Jian's every move wholeheartedly.

Wang Jian was quite helpless. He could only sigh, waved to Yangzi again, and relaxed his whole body, inadvertently revealing his flaws.

Yangzi's eyes changed, he caught a gap between Wang Jian's waist and abdomen, and attacked him unprepared. Muay Thai is all about fierceness and ruthlessness. If an average person was hit by him like this, his diaphragm would be ruptured and he would be seriously injured and hospitalized.

It's almost a necessity.

But Wang Jian saw that he was approaching fiercely, but he didn't move at all. Only at that flash of lightning when he was close, did Wang Jian suddenly move, just a small step, a small wrong step!

The moment Wang Jian took this small step, Yangzi's heart suddenly went cold, and he immediately wanted to change his moves. But his reaction speed was always half a beat slower. When he turned around and regained his strength, he wanted to change his elbow into a fist.

At that moment, Wang Jian had already dodged to his side, and then came another hateful knife...

In another second or so, Yangzi changed from lying on his back to crawling. Wang Jian continued to use the chokehold style to lock Yangzi. It was a new round of victory.

If Wang Jian was still using tricks last time, then this time Wang Jian won an overwhelming victory. Whether it was the control of strength or the mastery of his opponent, his skill was definitely superior to that of Yangzi.

"Okay! Yangzi, that's enough."

Mustache stopped Yangzi when he wanted to take action for the third time, got into the ring, stood next to Wang Jian, and looked at Wang Jian again with an unbelievable look, and the look in his little eyes was

Joy, as long as you are not blind or mentally retarded, you can probably see it.

"Okay, I want you. Come to work tomorrow!"

When he spoke, he looked as if he had obtained some exquisite treasure, and his expression revealed a kind of extreme joy. At the end, when he called Wang Jian to come to work, he had a very strange trembling voice.

Then, without waiting for Wang Jian's response, he quickly took out his phone and dialed:

"Sister Xuan! I've picked up a master, can you come over? I think we have a chance of making a comeback. Okay, I'll wait for you here."

Wang Jian didn't say much when he called. He just vaguely felt that something was wrong with the information on the phone. But what exactly was wrong? Wang Jian really didn't know much about the world, so he couldn't hear it at all.

come out.

After hanging up the phone, Mustache put one hand on Yangzi's shoulder and the other on Wang Jian's shoulder: "It's not even ten o'clock now. When Sister Xuan comes, let's go have a meal together. Yangzi, thank you for your hard work."

Yangzi snorted coldly, shook off Mustache's hand, and walked straight out of the door. The remaining three coaches looked at each other for a few times and quietly followed him out.

After Wang Jian gently patted off the hand with the mustache, he straightened his clothes and said, "The sister Xuan you are talking about is the boss, right?"

"I am the boss, and she... can be said to be the boss's boss."

Wang Jian took out the last hard steamed bun from his bag, walked to the corner of the ring, mixed it with tap water and started eating it, without looking up or even listening to what the mustache was saying.

"My name is Hu Lai, and the one who had a bad time with you this morning is Hu Qu, my brother. You can also call me Brother Hu from now on. We don't have bosses here, we are all brothers."

"Really?" There was obvious doubt in Wang Jian's tone, but he didn't ask any more questions. He only said after finishing the steamed buns in three mouthfuls: "When will Sister Xuan come? I have something else to do."

"Come on, Sister Xuan is always on time." Mustache patted Wang Jian on the back: "Let's go and wait in my office."

Wang Jian didn't refuse and went with him. The two quickly returned to the office. Hu Lai poured Wang Jian a cup of iced milk tea and then handed him a spiked cigarette: "I'll meet Xuan later."

Sister, please don't talk nonsense. It doesn't matter how much trouble you make with me, but trouble will happen if you make trouble with her."

"Really?" Wang Jian replied lightly, then drank a cup of milk tea in one gulp: "What could happen?"

Mustache's face turned a little ugly. He knew that it would be weird if a person like Wang Jian looked like a pug. But just when he wanted to explain a few words to Wang Jian, there was a sound unique to women's high heels at the door.

The sound of tapping.

With a "click", the office door was opened, and Hu Qu's shabby face was revealed. He opened the door respectfully, and smiled stupidly at the door with a flattering smile on his face.

After a while, the sound of high heels came into the house from outside.

Hu Lai, who was originally face to face with Wang Jian, stood up and greeted him: "Sister Xuan, you are here!"

Wang Jian didn't look back, he just heard someone behind him, Yun Danfengqing, snorted indifferently in response to Hu Lai, and then a faint and good-smelling fragrance penetrated into Wang Jian's nostrils, making him feel nothing at all.

After smelling the woman's fragrance, this smell directly made his pupils shrink.

"Are you the master?"

Wang Jian didn't raise his head, but when he heard the voice, he felt that the fragrant woman opposite had an...an indescribable smell. The voice was very soft and full of a sense of superiority. It felt like the old carpenter was telling him stories back then.

At that time, that magnificent Wu Mei Niang.

Seeing that Wang Jian was silent, Hu Lai next to him became anxious and pushed Wang Jian a few times, asking him to quickly answer Sister Xuan's words, but his pushing did not produce any reaction on Wang Jian. Wang Jian was still so calm.

He has the virtue of a dead turtle, hanging his head and playing with his fingers.

"I'm talking to you."

There was an irresistible majesty in the soft voice, and these contradictory things were perfectly blended into such a voice.

"I don't like to say it a third time."

This time, along with the sound that made Wang Jian's toes numb, there was also a cold female pistol, which was pressed hard against Wang Jian's Tianling Cap.

"Sister Xuan...Sister Xuan...don't be impulsive!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Jian suddenly grabbed the wrist of "Sister Xuan" holding the gun, and lightly knocked it on the table. The pistol with a strong smell of kerosene fell to the ground with a clatter. Then Wang Jian's wrist

Turning around, "Sister Xuan" let out an ouch, and her whole body slid out of a perfect curve in the air and fell directly onto the big desk.

During the whole process, Wang Jian did not raise his head.

Of course, it's not that Wang Jian doesn't want to raise his head, but that he doesn't know what attitude he should use to face it... To put it bluntly, Wang Jian is a person who doesn't know how to deal with women. He is very good at dealing with men, but when it comes to women,

After all, since he was a child, except for the male mother-in-law Aying and another male mother-in-law in college who were close to him, he had not had much contact with women at all. The only woman he had a crush on was back then.

Teacher Mei, that's just a secret love...

However, Wang Jian's one-handed big grab really scared the shit out of Hu Laihu. He stared for a long time without farting.

"You hurt me!"

"Sister Xuan" was pinched by Wang Jian's wrist and pressed on the table with one hand. All the strength in her body seemed to have been removed. She felt sore and sore when she exerted force. The feeling of wanting to cry without tears made the young woman

She suddenly lost her previous arrogance.

Wang Jian was so troubled by her that he slowly let go of his hand and raised his head to look at her. Then he was stunned, and his mind could not react to the specific situation for a moment.

This "Sister Xuan" who spoke extremely horrifying words from random nonsense looks like she is only in her early twenties. She has big eyes, dark eyebrows, and thin lips. Although she looks a bit mean, it is obviously more suitable for her oval face than thick lips.

.If it weren’t for the murderous look between her eyebrows, she would look like an Internet beauty with pink and thin eyebrows.

But after Wang Jian let go of her, she quickly sat upright, looked down at Wang Jian's eyes, and said aggressively: "Do you know what you just did?"

Wang Jian scratched his head in embarrassment: "Bullying women."

"Sister Xuan" was silent for a moment, then turned her head away and tried hard to hold back her smile, and then continued: "Do you know what the consequences of this will be?"

Wang Jian sighed and picked up the gun from the ground: "No man wants to have something like this put on his head, even if it's a lighter."

After saying that, he slammed the gun-shaped lighter on the table, stood up, and looked down at "Sister Xuan." It wasn't until he saw "Sister Xuan's" ditch that he looked away embarrassedly: "If you want to trouble me, feel free to do so at any time.

Please accompany me."

"Then I don't want to cause trouble for you, but I want you to help me?"

Wang Jian put his little schoolbag on his back without looking back: "You're welcome, I don't like you."
Chapter completed!