But what Liu Huimin didn't know was that this professional player stood in front of her, pretending to be a dignified and dignified person, but behind his back he was full of moral corruption, thinking about male thieves and female prostitutes, and even regarded his boss Liu Huimin as the object of his pursuit.
, usually he would always be attentive to her, treat her to dinner, give her small gifts and so on, but unfortunately Liu Huimin was not very fond of him.
There are many female students in the boxing gym who have been harassed by him, but they dare not speak out. After all, he has a fierce face, very aggressive attacks, and likes to fight. When Liu Huimin was not around, he almost became the leader of the boxing gym.
One tyrant.
Under his influence, several coaches in the boxing gym began to show the evil side of human nature. However, when Liu Huimin was here, he changed his face. Therefore, Liu Huimin did not know that he paid a high price to hire a coach.
What came back was a wolf.
At this time, everyone turned their attention to Zhou Jun, because they all knew that the best fighter in the boxing gym was him, and he was even more powerful than the proprietress Liu Huimin.
When he was sparring with Liu Huimin, he used the rules of mma, which Liu Huimin was good at, and pinned Liu Huimin down so hard that Liu Huimin couldn't resist at all.
Looking at everyone's expectant eyes, Zhou Jun had no choice. Now that he had become the hope of the whole hall, he could only bite the bullet and go ahead.
Zhou Jun frowned and looked at this strange man wearing a helmet, and said to him: "Are you a professional player? Why don't you dare to show your face?"
Li Fei smiled lightly: "I'm just an ordinary person. Should I fight or not? Stop talking nonsense!"
How could Zhou Jun have the nerve to say no to fighting in this situation? So he said: "Let's follow the rules of the ring and put on the gloves when we compete in the ring."
As he said that, he first put on his fists and then threw him a pair of gloves. Li Fei snorted in his heart, he was afraid of death.
He also put on the gloves without hesitation. Liu Huimin also looked at them nervously. She saw Li Fei's punch just now very clearly. She is an expert, and an expert can tell whether there is a punch as soon as he strikes.
At this moment, she began to worry, because she knew that although Zhou Jun was strong, his punching power was definitely inferior to this man's.
If Zhou Jun is defeated and successfully kicked out of the gym, it will have a great impact on the morale of the entire boxing gym. This will directly affect the business of the boxing gym. It would be a lie to say that he is not worried.
The surrounding students and coaches shouted enthusiastically: "Come on Brother Jun, come on Coach Zhou, beat him to death!"
"Kill him for kicking the gym. This kid is overestimating his abilities. Coach Zhou shows him how powerful you are!"
"Anyone dares to come and compete in the gym, let him know what real fighting is!"
In the shouts of these people, the game soon started. Zhou Jun was very careful and tentatively hit a small jab with the front hand. He only moved his steps slightly forward, always ready to retreat. The speed of movement made
Li Fei snorted in his heart. In his eyes, his movements were in slow motion.
He immediately turned around and kicked him with a backspin, a big foot hit him hard in the face, and slapped him with his foot.
This kick was extremely swift, but it didn't use much force because Li Fei didn't want to knock him down immediately.
Zhou Jun's body was also relatively strong. He staggered a few steps to one side and managed to steady himself without falling.
Just as he stood still, Li Fei spun again, 360 degrees, lifted one foot, and hit the other side of his face with another backspin kick.
Then Zhou Jun fell from the other side, staggered a few more steps, and finally stood firm when his head was about to hit the rope.
These two blows made him dizzy and dizzy. Stars appeared in front of his eyes and he couldn't tell his direction.
Li Fei stood coldly in front and looked at Zhou Jun, his body motionless as a mountain. Everyone around him was dumbfounded and puzzled. Has Coach Zhou become stupid? Why is he standing there and being beaten?
And in such an almost humiliating way.
He was hit on both cheeks, but he stood there without any reaction at all. Is this still the usual coach Zhou who is agile, fierce and explosive?
Everyone in the boxing gym was full of shock and looked at them in disbelief. Only Sophie was in a happy mood. She clenched her fists and screamed excitedly: "Li Fei, come on, beat him to death and slap him hard."
, slap him! Call him crazy!"
Sophie's clear and melodious voice sounded in the boxing gym, which seemed particularly abrupt.
Liu Huimin frowned. She clearly heard the word Li Fei. She opened her big eyes and stared blankly at the man wearing the helmet.
Could it be that he is Li Fei whom he admires endlessly?
After Li Fei left the boxing gym last time, Liu Huimin wanted to date him several times and called him several times, but Li Fei ignored her. After that, she gave up and almost forgot about Li Fei, but
I didn't expect to see Li Fei suddenly on this occasion today.
My heart couldn't help but jump, but this person came to my boxing gym to find trouble in this way. He was obviously wearing a helmet because he didn't want to recognize him.
Where did she offend him? When Liu Huimin thought of this, she couldn't help but feel aggrieved, and tears rolled in her eyes.
Zhou Jun on the ring finally came back to his senses, took a deep breath, shook his head hard, and braced himself, thinking that this must be an illusion, this is impossible, he must have been distracted just now, come again
!
He clenched his fists hard, concentrated all his energy, and stared at Li Fei's shoulder.
It is useless to stare at your eyes or fists. The first part to exert force is the shoulder. As soon as the shoulder moves, you will know that the fist is coming. If you stare at the fist, it will be too slow. Generally, use the corner of your eye to prevent attacks from the lower limbs.
Just look. Professional players always stare at each other's shoulders. This is a long-term experience.
Talking about staring into the eyes is layman's nonsense. No one can predict the next move of another person by staring into his eyes.
Li Fei said coldly to him: "Are you ready?"
Zhou Jun did not dare to speak, fearing that if he replied, Li Fei would take the opportunity to attack him.
Unexpectedly, at the next moment, Li Fei turned around and kicked again with a backspin kick. It was exactly the same as the action just now. With a snap, Zhou Jun's face was slapped again by Li Fei's big foot. This time the force
It was a little gentler, and Zhou Jun's body was only tilted away. Then he saw Li Fei's body shaking again, and he couldn't see the movement clearly. Then Zhou Jun was kicked again on the face, and then slap bang.
After several consecutive blasts, Zhou Jun silently counted them in his heart, there were five blasts in total.
The left side of the face was slapped five times by Li Fei's stinky feet.
Zhou Jun felt a sudden pain in his heart. Why did he have to count the number of strokes? Is there any point in doing so?
