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Chapter 834 Metal Ball Stick

Chen Zifei rolled his eyes and didn't bother to explain. Now he just wanted to test his own strength and see how much his strength had improved.

Long Youyou pulled Meng Qi, smiled at Chen Zifei, and said: "Thank you, you saved me just now, I will definitely thank you, how about 100,000 yuan?"

Chen Zifei was just about to say it didn't matter, but he was choked up. One hundred thousand yuan, this girl is rich, but why does she feel so unhappy?

"I don't care about money, but if you pledge yourself to me, I can consider it." Chen Zifei said in a neutral tone.

Long Youyou's face turned dark immediately, and she gritted her little tiger teeth and said, "You saved me, and I won't be the same as you, or you will have to pay the price for your words."

Chen Zifei has black lines all over her head. This girl is really beautiful, and she is on par with Qin Yun'er, but her style is different. Qin Yun'er is the kind of quirky, unruly and cute girl, and this girl is like sunshine, exuding

The youthful and energetic type.

This girl was too self-righteous. She probably had some background in her family and was spoiled. Chen Zifei rolled his eyes. He had seen many young ladies like this before and had no interest in getting entangled with her. He turned around and walked away like a power zone.

Long Youyou and Meng Qi were both stunned. They were both famous beauties in school. There were countless men who wanted to strike up a conversation with them. They had to thank him. This man actually turned around and left.

He had no intention of continuing the conversation, which made Long Youyou feel very unhappy.

"Hey, this kid must be playing hard to get. Don't pay attention to him. Give him 100,000 and still don't want it. Why are you pretending to be noble? Don't pull him down." Meng Qi said disdainfully.

Long Youyou nodded, then took out his mobile phone and dialed a phone number...

Chen Zifei came to the strength area. It was completely different from the aerobic area and the exercise area. There were muscular men everywhere. Even men in their fifties and sixties were all covered in muscles, pumping the iron with enthusiasm.

Chen Zifei looked around, including chest clamps, bench press racks, gantry racks... If we want to talk about heavy weights, it has to be barbells, which range from five kilograms to several hundred kilograms. They are the best way to test your strength.

The equipment is good, but there are people practicing on the barbell side all the time. Chen Zifei doesn't want to chase people away, so he can just practice something else first.

Suddenly, Chen Zifei was attracted by a row of metal bats. What is this? Are there any bats in the gym? Is this for fighting practice? Chen Zifei was amused and walked straight up.

Chen Zifei picked up a dark bat and swung it casually twice. It was too light, as if he was holding a branch. Chen Zifei didn't care. This bat was already light, and ordinary metal bats were too light.

It's hollow, so how heavy can it be?

"Hey, have you seen this kid playing with bells?" At this time, a mocking voice sounded.

Chen Zifei looked back and saw Yang Meng sneering and a muscular man wearing a fitness vest walking towards him.

Chen Zifei frowned and said coldly: "Are you okay?"

Yang Meng smiled sinisterly and said: "You were very capable, weren't you? You disturbed my good things just now, you don't think this matter will just go away, right?"

The muscular man pointed at Chen Zifei and said, "Are you going to deal with this kid? He has little arms and legs. If you use me to do it, you can solve it."

YangMeng smiled sinisterly and said: "Brother Chun, this kid just had a conflict with me. If I beat him up, some people will make irresponsible remarks."

Brother Chun laughed loudly, patted his chest and said, "Leave it to me to take care of these weaklings. I like it best. The feeling of being crushed makes me excited just thinking about it."

Chen Zifei's head was full of black lines and he said speechlessly: "I'm still here, studying how to deal with me in front of me, is that okay?"

Brother Chun raised the corners of his mouth and showed a fierce smile: "Boy, I am too lazy to deal with you now. So, aren't you playing with the bell? If you can use the bell to do what I do, I will let you go."

Yang Meng was about to speak when he suddenly rolled his eyes and laughed. Brother Da Chun was just playing with this kid. You could tell from his appearance that he had never even seen a stick bell. How could he do what Brother Da Chun did and humiliate him first?

It would be more satisfying to deal with this kid and then deal with him later.

A smile appeared on Chen Zifei's face and he said with a smile: "Then let's play. How do you play with this thing?"

Simply because someone is using the barbell now, Chen Zifei is also a little curious about the bat and knows about it. As for how to deal with himself this spring, Chen Zifei doesn't take it to heart at all. When he does it, he will know what despair means.

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Dachun casually picked up a 25-pound bell, swung it behind his back, circled it around his shoulders, and made a throwing motion. However, he did not actually swing the bell, but just borrowed it.

Force, relying on the inertia of the bell, to stand the bell in front of you...

"Boy, let me give you some insight. This thing is called a bell. It is an ancient fitness equipment. It usually ranges from five pounds to dozens of pounds. Don't underestimate these dozens of pounds. The force of this bell is not even.

Even if you can bench press a hundred kilograms, these dozens of pounds of bells will make you experience hellish torture..." Dachun proudly introduced the bells. This was his

Best project.

Immediately afterwards, Dachun began to rotate the bell with his right hand, making a windmill movement, but he still used force and inertia to rotate the bell. He was just controlling the direction and trajectory of the bell. Soon a beautiful windmill appeared.

Done.

"How about it? Do you understand? You can use your matchstick to make one and see." Dachun looked at Chen Zifei mockingly.

At this time, Long Youyou and Meng Qi came over. Long Youyou didn't leave the gym after making a phone call. They just saw Yang Meng coming, so they followed him.

"Don't listen to him. If you don't go through special practice with this bell, you will hurt yourself. This thing not only requires strong strength, but also requires strong skills." Long Youyou said loudly.

Yang Meng looked at Long Youyou darkly and mocked: "You haven't left yet. Find someone to deal with me. I can't wait any longer."

Dachun looked at Long Youyou, then at Meng Qi, and said with a bad smile: "Mengzi has good eyesight, no wonder he is playing bully and forcing himself on her. If such a beauty can sleep with her once, it is worth being locked up for a few days."

Long Youyou's brows stood up, and he said in a cold voice: "Sure enough, birds of a feather flock together, you scum, you will regret it."

Meng Qi also said fiercely: "Don't leave, wait, and don't cry for a while."

The vicious looks of Long Youyou and Meng Qi did not scare Yang Meng and the others at all. Instead, they laughed with a mocking look.

At this moment, they suddenly heard the whistling wind. Long Youyou and others couldn't help but look in the direction of the wind, and saw that Chen Zifei was still holding a small bell in his hand, dancing like a tiger.


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