Chapter 835

It has taken a lot of time to rescue Mr. Zhou. Yang Chen is afraid that the Chajia boxing center will close later.

seven o'clock.

Yang Chen came to the door of Chajia boxing hall.

There is a big sign at the gate of the boxing hall.

There is a big word on the signboard, behind which is the three words of home boxing house.

It seems that this is a family boxing house, and what it teaches should be some boxing skills handed down by the family.

When Yang Chen went in, someone came up and asked, "Hello, sir, are you signing up or looking for someone?"

"Find someone!" Yang Chen light way.

"Are they our students?" The quality of the staff here is excellent, patient inquiry.

Yang Chen glanced at the boxing hall and said faintly, "I'm looking for your curator."

On hearing this, an imperceptible cold light flashed in the man's eyes and said in a deep voice, "do you have an appointment with our curator?"

"No

On hearing that, the man was about to refuse, Yang Chen said: "you tell him that I was the one who knocked down your people in KTV yesterday."

"What That person hears speech a surprised, can't help but step back, surprised looking at Yang Chen.

They know all about last night, even many martial arts schools!

They were beaten by Yang Chen yesterday, and they are called iron lock Hengjiang. The Kung Fu of one horizontal drill has few rivals, just like the golden bell cover and iron cloth shirt in martial arts novels. It's hard for foreign objects to hurt them.

However, such two people were beaten black and blue, and suffered unclear injuries.

Thinking of this, the man rushed in to report.

Soon, a group of people came out.

The leader is a person with tight muscles and a comparison with the bodybuilding champion. He is 1.8 meters tall, and looks like he should weigh 300 or so.

It seems that they have practiced the same Kung Fu as yesterday.

Behind the man, Yang Chen saw the familiar figure, that is, the two people who were beaten by him yesterday. Their faces were still a little blue and purple. It was obvious that they were beaten a lot yesterday.

A group of people walk in front of Yang Chen and surround him.

Leader cold hum a, arms encircle, aggressive, stare at Yang Chen, cold voice way: "who are you, dare to challenge me to check family boxing house!"

Yang Chen took a look at the iron lock cross river two people, light way: "I yesterday with them two ask very clear, I need to know some situation."

The curator immediately snorted, "arrogance! If you want to get information from my poor martial arts school, you can beat me first! "

With that, the curator roared and hammered his chest muscle, making a dull sound, just like a gorilla demonstrating.

Yang Chen sees this, a cold smile, put on a posture way: "I won, you will tell me?"

"I'll win first!" The curator roared and rushed up to Yang Chen.

Anyway, this battle must be fought.

Yang Chen injured two of his best instructors, so he had to find the place.

Besides, so many employees and students are watching, he has to win!

Others see this, have to withdraw from the distance, lest the battle spread.

"Do you think the curator can win?"

"I think so!"

"This guy, who is not very thin, can't be the rival of the curator!"

"That's it

Tiesuo and Hengjiang also talked in a deep voice.

"What do you think of the boss fighting him?"

"I don't think there is any difference."

Two people also can't hold Yang Chen's strength.

They all drank wine that night, and were put down without fighting.

Here, Yang Chen and the curator have been entangled.

The strength of the curator is better than that of the blacksmith.

A pair of fists are as hard as a casserole, and the muscles of the whole body are as hard as molten iron.

Yang Chen was very surprised. It is reasonable to say that people's physical ability is limited, otherwise everyone can become Superman after training, and the Guinness world record can only exceed a few seconds at each time in the annual Olympic Games and various sports competitions.

This shows that there are shackles in the human body.

Although the curator is not fast enough in the speed of nerve reaction and the speed of limbs. But the hardness of the body, as well as the strength, is completely beyond the limit.

According to Yang Chen's feeling, the curator's punch can reach 200 kg!

Yang Chen felt that these people must have some secret cultivation methods to break through the shackles.

Immediately, Yang Chen also does not leave a hand at all, sink a voice way: "if only these words, you still give up to arrest!"

The curator sneered, "if you want to win me, next life!"

He felt that Yang Chen was just at the end of a strong crossbow. He had been fighting with him, and now he couldn't fight any more.

Yang Chen cold hum, a grasp of the curator's fist, a hard fall!

Bang!

The curator was thrown to the ground and the floor was smashed into cracks like cobwebs.

Seeing this scene, people can't help but take a breath of calm, surprised at the strength of Yang Chen.

Before the curator's reaction, Yang Chen had already pressed on the curator, clasped the curator's throat in one hand, and said in a cold voice, "as soon as I grasp it, I can immediately pull out the trachea!"

Feel the cold in Yang Chen's eyes and have no doubt about Yang Chen's words.

"I, I give up!" Although the curator didn't want to admit it, for the sake of his own life, he gave up.

Yang Chen gave a cold hum, released the curator and stood up.

The curator got up from the ground like a defeated rooster.

The crowd watched the scene in disbelief.

In their eyes, the curator is almost invincible, but unexpectedly, he was defeated by a man who is almost half his size.

"Let's go in and talk!" The curator said in a deep voice.

Yang Chen nodded slightly.

In the office, only curator Yang Chen and tie Suo Heng Jiang were there.

After the introduction, Yang Chen also knew the curator's surname was Cha, his name was Wuxun, and his full name was cha Wuxun. What we practice is Chajia boxing, and what we teach students is just simplified Chajia boxing.

Tiesuo Hengjiang is cha Wuxun's two cousins, namely cha Xuetang and cha Bingli.

"I don't know what school my brother inherited?" Cha Wuxun stares at Yang Chen and asks.

Yang Chen slightly shakes his head and says: "I have no school, I am a retired soldier."

"Veterans!" Cha Wuxun's eyes flashed a bit of surprise, and his face was full of disbelief, "veterans have such skills as you?"

Yang Chen light way: "special forces!"

Cha Wuxun still didn't believe it.

He is not without contact with the veterans, although powerful, but absolutely can not reach the level of Yang Chen.

"I don't know what you're looking for, brother?" Chawuxun see Yang Chen is not willing to reveal the truth, then changed the topic.

Hearing these three words, Yang Chen flashed a light in his eyes and said in a deep voice, "have you seen Yang Zuo Shi?"