Martini walked out of the coach's room door, then walked through the locker room, and as soon as he entered the passage, he saw Zhuo Yang's figure just turned over the far end. He did not shout loudly to hold Zhuo Yang, because this was from the Romans.
In the territory, Maldini didn't want to disturb them and let them get involved, and his voice would definitely be heard by the people in the coaching room and the locker room. The horse team didn't even want them to know about it.
Even though Zhuo Yang was disobedient, Maldini still hoped that things would be limited to knowing and handling them properly.
Martinimai chased Zhuo Yang with steady steps calmly and calmly. There was no one in the passage, but the horse team was still cautiously observing the surroundings while walking. It was still some time before the game began, and it was the fans.
When the entrance was the most concentrated, the staff at the stadium were busy near the three AFK channels outside the field, or several tasks such as B channels leading to the stadium. This way was originally the internal area below the main stand, the coach and
If players don't come out of the back door, almost no one will come here.
Turning over the T-bend at the end of the passage, Zhuo Yang's figure just disappeared from the stairs, and Martini followed him quietly.
Following the e6 channel, he saw Zhuo Yang take off the key from the top of the wall-mounted electric box, open the door and stand for a few seconds, walked in and closed the door. Then Maldini turned around and looked around again.
Look, I walked to the beige room and stood there.
It's this place, why is this kid so cunning? Standing at the door, Maldini's brain was whirling and hurting.
After standing for a while, Maldini suddenly raised her right leg and wanted to kick the door open, but suddenly the brakes stopped halfway, and the golden rooster stood alone. A little, slowly lowered her legs, Maldini suddenly raised her
The big fist of the sand bowl was about to pound the door, but it stopped again, and raised it with one arm that seemed to be the goddess of liberty without a torch.
After more than ten seconds, Maldini slowly lowered his arms, closed his eyes tiredly, and used his index finger and thumb to force his frown brows. After he had enough pinched, he seemed to have decided something and turned his head to the side.
His ears were closer to the door little by little. Not long after, a vague sound of fighting "bang! bang!" came from inside.
Maldini was listening quietly, and at the corner of the e6 channel he had just turned out, Kaka's head was poked out, and then again.
.
Zhuo Yang observed the situation in the room like last time before then walked in, and Mex was also waiting for him with empty hands.
"How do you want to fight? Is there any rules today?" Zhuo Yang asked while taking off his coat.
"Zhuo Yang, I will pay another 10,000 euros. You don't need to throw the trick today... and the legs, how about it?" Mex said this and he was unnatural.
"Haha..." Zhuo Yang smiled contemptuously: "You kid dreams of marrying a wife? Think about good things! My leg skills are much more valuable than the throwing skills. The hero who taught me back then began to refuse to accept me..."
Zhuo Yang began to be good at fooling around.
"... Later I raised the price to 20,000 yuan, and then I reluctantly agreed. Do you understand? The method of throwing 10,000 yuan and the method of leg 20,000 yuan. I learned it all at a high price, and I wanted me not to use any one of them.
OK, pay the temporary buyout fee, the same as last time.”
"I..." Mex was in a dilemma. It was obvious that in front of Zhuo Yang's throwing and kicking style, he had no chance of winning. He originally had to pay another 10,000 yuan to get the idea, but he was confident that he had no way to throw it.
Zhuo Yang, who is leg skills, is not his opponent, but Zhuo Yang disagrees now.
10,000 plus 20,000, and 30,000 even for wealthy professional players, it is a big number. It will hurt a lot if you put it there. Mex bit his back teeth a little.
"What's wrong? Who do you want to buy out? The money is a bastard. Why can't you afford to fight? I can't bear to pay for it? I'm leaving?" Zhuo Yang pretended to be extremely impatient.
"I'll take it...I'll take it." Mex said quickly. But it's not enough to keep any one, so he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet. "I'll buy 30,000 yuan, you are not allowed to use throwing techniques or leg techniques. I'll call you back.
"The heart, liver and lungs were sore, but when I thought of the chance to defeat Zhuo Yang, Mex felt it was worth it.
"It's a good man." Zhuo Yang directly stretched out his thumb and gave Mex a thumbs up: It's so easy to make 30,000 yuan in one fight. "Start!"
"Ah--" Hearing this, Mex rushed up bravely as always.
"Wait!!" Zhuo Yang suddenly stretched out his arms and palms like a traffic policeman and called for a pause. As expected, Mex didn't have a long memory at all, and he was as brisk as the previous two times.
"You..."
‘Ba!Ba!’ Zhuo Yangzheng slapped two lightning-fires in the face, and then he rushed backwards with two bounces.
"I forgot to tell you that my slap is cheaper. I learned it for 50,000 yuan. Do you want to buy it out too?"
Mex trembled all over, one hated Zhuo Yang for being treacherous and cunning, two hated that he didn't have a memory, and suffered the same obvious loss three times in a row. If everyone could have two lives, Mex would definitely beat him to death first.
Once.
"I'll buy you - a hammer!! Ah-" The battle began.
Just like the last two encounters between the two, Zhuo Yang only adopted a full defensive posture at the beginning. He had to see if Mex's boxing path had changed. After a few rounds, Zhuo Yang confirmed that this guy was still an old routine.
, one rush, two hits, three cannons, and sweeps the right elbow and left knee.
Yes, I slapped the same method three times, so he could not figure out the changes in the way of punching. Even so, Zhuo Yang still carefully defended a few moves before finally showing that he came today.
Purpose.
——Locking skills!
Mex's right hand jab, Zhuo Yang's left palm blocked his left elbow while attacking his temple, Mex also set up his left elbow to face. The two of them had four forearms and refused to entangle each other. Zhuo Yang
He suddenly turned his wrists to grab them, grabbed Mex's wrists with both hands and then took the opportunity to step back and pressed down. Mex couldn't help but bow down. He forced himself to fight for his wrists with Zhuo Yang. Just as he was about to break free, Zhuo Yang came out
Recruited.
Zhuo Yang suddenly let go and quickly changed to grab Meks' collar. At the same time, his body lies backward, his legs bounced up one after another with a very small time difference, and his thighs instantly wrapped around Meks.
Si's neck and calves crossed the back of his neck, upper right and lower left. With the help of weight and leg strength, Zhuo Yang lay on the mat while locking Mex's head tightly in his abdomen.
Mex knelt on both knees, his neck was firmly fixed by a noose, his whole body could not move, his arms were soft and had no place to breathe.
The positive triangle lock is established!
With his leg strength, Zhuo Yang couldn't do it even if he wanted to cut off Mex's neck, but he obviously didn't need to do that. He just controlled his strength and made him lose his breath for the time being.
He counted the time in his heart. After about ten seconds, Zhuo Yang suddenly released the lock, stepped on Mex's shoulder and bounced away, then turned over and looked at Mex who was lying on the mat.
Mex squeezed his neck and breathed heavily. His eyes were filled with fear when he looked at Zhuo Yang. For the first time, he felt the threat of death during the fight between the two.
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