Chapter 424

The boxing training ground named Huayuan is located in the old city. It is a small corner. Downstairs, there is a second-hand sports goods store. It maintains the brick and tile structure of the old city. The mottled walls look quite old. I don't know whether the neon sign hanging in front of the window is to save electricity or is broken. It doesn't light up at all, but fortunately it comes out of the window The lights prove that the training ground is still open.

Zhang Heng and Leiya go up the stairs of the sporting goods store to the second floor. From a distance, they hear the sound of hitting sandbags. Two muscle men with bare upper body are sweating.

In addition, there is a rope skipping trainer, a dumbbell lifting trainer, and a group of children sitting on the ground listening. The teacher is a gray haired old man, who should also be the person in charge of the training ground.

Including those eight or nine year old children, they are all focusing on the things in front of them. No one comes to chat up with Zhang Heng.

But Leiya's appearance made the dumbbell man look more.

"My brother is not here." Leiya whispers to Zhang Hengdao.

Zhang Heng nodded, not in a hurry. He stood in the same place and waited patiently for about a quarter of an hour. The gray haired coach taught the group of children the key to boxing and asked them to start practicing. Then he came to them.

"What can I do for you?"

"We're looking for someone." Zhang Hengdao.

The old man made a gesture of help.

"But he's not here."

"Then I can't help it." The old man said that he would turn back to teach again.

"Wait, are you a Catholic?" Zhang Heng took out the leaflet he had received outside the monastery.

The old man took the leaflet and looked at it, but then returned it, "sorry, I'm not religious."

"Excuse me."

Zhang Heng put the leaflet back into his pocket and was about to leave. Unexpectedly, one of the two men who were fighting sandbags stopped suddenly, pointing to Zhang Heng and the boxing ring.

"He wants to fight you." The old man frowned, but said.

"I'm sorry, I didn't practice boxing." Zhang Hengdao, then looks at Leiya, "let's go."

Seeing this, the sandbag man seemed dissatisfied. The old man sighed and had to say, "the person you are looking for may know where it is."

"I'm sorry, he's dumb. He won't speak by himself?" Zhang Heng turned around.

Sandbag man obviously understood the word "mute". His face changed and he was very upset. He patted his chest with his boxed hand, and then looked at Zhang Heng with provocative eyes.

Several other people in the training ground also noticed the situation here and stopped their movements one after another.

"I don't know the rules of boxing very well." Zhang Heng light way.

"It doesn't matter. You can use any fighting skill you're good at. You can use weapons if you want."

"Then somebody lend me a knife." Zhang Hengdao, it's a pity that his most handy folding knife can't bring out parallel copies.

"Is a steak knife OK?"

"Well." Zhang Heng then borrowed a circle of tape to wrap the blade.

See this scene, sandbag man's face showed a scornful smile, it seems to laugh at Zhang Heng, let alone a steak knife, even if Zhang Heng is holding a Tang knife, it can't hurt him.

"You'll thank you later for the extra tape." Zhang Hengdao.

The old man wanted to give Zhang Heng protective gear, which was declined by the latter. He just took off the suit outside and handed it to Leiya. Then he stood in the ring with sandbag man.

The latter seems to be amused by Zhang Heng's support. Seeing his opponent in front of him, who is still wearing a shirt and trousers, he moves his limbs and doesn't want to put on any defensive posture. He directly hooks Zhang Heng and signals to start.

Then the next moment his pupil suddenly shrinks, he is still thinking about how much strength he should use to beat the opponent in front of him, but not fatal. Then he sees Zhang Heng suddenly move.

Sandbag man's own strength is not weak. He has practiced amateur boxing for three years, and has participated in many boxing competitions. He has seen all kinds of opponents, but it is the first time for him to meet someone who moves so fast.

Just as he is still holding the hook posture to challenge the other side, the tip of the steak knife in Zhang Heng's hand has already flashed to his eyes. As long as he advances two centimeters, he can poke his eyeballs.

No one thought that it would have been a battle between the dragon and the tiger, which ended in less than a second.

It's so fast that most people don't even have time to express their surprise.

"It's too fast, isn't it?" Zhang Heng took back his hand and said, "why don't you do it first this time?"

Sandbag man wiped the sweat on the tip of his nose. After this raid, he was no longer relaxed and contemptuous, and became alert. He had realized that the other side was not as easy to deal with as it seemed, but he was also confident in his own strength. Once he realized it, he still had a great chance.Sandbag man thinks this way, and finally starts to show his feet. In order to prevent Zhang Heng from sneaking attack like before, he also deliberately widens the distance between them, and carefully tests each other's rhythm by shaking his shoulders.

This is exactly the attitude when facing a strong enemy.

On the other hand, Zhang Heng didn't respond, just stood in place quietly.

Sandbag man tried for a while, and then began to feel very shameless. Every time he made a little action, his brain would immediately make up the opposite reaction, and then he would make defensive action according to the brain's reaction at the first time. As a result, he scared himself for a long time like a silly [beep], but Zhang Heng on the other side didn't move from beginning to end.

Sandbag man realized that he couldn't go on like this. He had to attack.

With this in mind, the beach man finally took the first step and swung his right fist, and Zhang Heng finally moved up, leaned back a little and dodged the fist. Then the beach man's second fist came. This time, he chose Zhang Heng's chest, but he was still easily dodged by the other side.

Sandbag man at this time in the head has not so many ideas, just a punch fast after a punch to Zhang Heng attack, but it's incredible that his general attack was let by the other side.

"Well?" A look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the old man watching the fight. It was the first time that he saw such a flexible pace. It was difficult for a professional boxer to achieve it, because it was not only achieved by training, but also required a lot of actual combat experience.

"Have you finished? After the attack, I'll take the next step. " Zhang Heng finally opened his mouth after avoiding a round of attack from the sandbag man.

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