Listening to that sound, it sounded like someone was training in hand-to-hand combat inside.

Luo Wan became curious. Tony once said that the training methods in Nighthawk were more cruel and tough than the training of international special forces.

Moreover, unarmed combat is not only a part of training at Nighthawk, but also a feature.

Encirclement, single challenge, wheel battle.

Every day, people solve various problems at the indoor training ground, and it has even become a method of ruling.

Stealing a mission? Hand-to-hand duel.

Grab a break and vacation? Hand-to-hand duel.

Don't like each other? Fight with bare hands.

In Nighthawk, it all depends on personal strength. The winner will naturally be happy, while the loser will work harder and make a comeback next time.

This is not only a good way to improve your strength and physical limits, but also a good way to communicate and enhance relationships.

However, there is only one iron rule here: no weapons are allowed to be used, and no harm to the lives of companions is allowed.

At this time, hearing the voice coming from inside, Luo Wan intuitively felt that she should have arrived at the place Tony mentioned.

She couldn't suppress the curiosity in her heart, and walked towards the door with her sketchbook in her arms.

…

Luo Wan walked in, never expecting what kind of scene she would see.

This training ground is very spacious and has a brown floor.

As soon as I walked in, there seemed to be a faint smell of blood permeating the air, and it was very cold inside, obviously a few degrees cooler than the bright sunshine outside.

Luo Wan couldn't help but shudder, shrank her shoulders, and looked inside.

In the middle of the empty room, four tall and mighty men with stern faces stood standing.

They are all Westerners, and they have obviously undergone long-term training. They are all naked from the waist up, and the bronze muscles on their bodies are tightly stretched, full of terrifying explosive power.

The four men stood in a circle, wary and wary around a man who was lying on the ground and howling in pain.

Among the four people standing there, Luo Wan actually knew one of them, Tony.

At this time, there was no smile on Tony's face, his green eyes were stern, and his whole body was full of fighting spirit and evil spirit. He clenched his fists tightly and stared at the person on the floor.

Tony, like the other three men, was covered in a layer of sweat, breathing rapidly, and had injuries on his face and body. It was obvious that his physical strength had reached its limit.

Judging from the situation, Tony and three other people should be attacking the man lying on the ground.

The atmosphere seemed extremely condensed and depressing, like stagnant water.

This scene was so shocking that Luo Wan, who was standing at the door, was shocked and didn't make a sound.

…

The man lying on the ground unable to get up was dressed in smart clothes, with beautiful and messy short brown hair, and a slender figure, full of uninhibited masculine charm.

The clothes on his body had been torn in several places, his collar was wide open, and his face had more injuries than Tony and the others. He was simply in a mess, with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

At this time, he lowered his head, closed his eyes tightly, with a look of pain on his face, and shouted exaggeratedly.

Only Ye Shi can do that kind of style and lack of style.

Tony clenched his fists, licked the corners of his slightly blue lips, chuckled, and said in a deep voice: "Master Shi, there is still half an hour before the time set by His Highness, can't you hold on now? Skills

It seems like there has been some regression!”
Chapter completed!