The boxers attacked him, all of them were powerful and powerful.

However, men's movements are flexible. Every time they dodge, they can punch each other and hit the weakest part of the opponent, causing the other party to retreat continuously.

In the end, several boxers were knocked down by him, lying on the ground unable to move.

But he just lightly wiped the blood on his hand, the corner of his lips aroused a smile of evil spirit.

"Well done." There was a male voice behind him. His face was hidden in his cloak and could not be seen clearly.

Praised, the man did not have the slightest mood fluctuation, he just carelessly wiped his hands, and then took off the vest with sweat and blood on his body.

As soon as he took off, the muscle outline of his upper body was particularly clear.

White body, but not half weak feeling, but because of the strong chest muscle and beautiful flat abdominal muscle, give people a temptation. Confused taste.

There are deep and shallow marks on his body, which does not affect the original aesthetic feeling, but adds the flavor of hormone. A pair of long legs, wrapped in trousers, are straight and confusing.

"You've had half a year's rehabilitation and training, and it's time to go out." A cold voice behind him said, "there is a very interesting place in country B. you can go and have a look..."

The man answered, "I know."

"Don't worry. When you get there, you may see many old friends and think of the past." The man behind said: "however, you must remember to obey the command, otherwise, I can save you and destroy you."

"Oh, I understand." The man should say.

So the man, covered in his cloak, reached out and handed out his papers and cards: "these things are for you. Remember, your name is Chris."

"I don't think I'm a man with an oriental face. I should be called Chris." The man took the document and looked at the name on it.

"I've told you many times that we found you, and you have this certificate on your side." "Maybe you were adopted by m people and grew up in M," the man said

Chris gave a cold smile, nodded, and didn't question anything.

Just then, he suddenly squatted down and put his hand over his head.

It seems to be very painful, but after a few breaths, his forehead is full of sweat, and the sweat rolls down his cheek, converges and smashes.

There was a dull groan of pain in his throat, oppressive, like the sound of a wild animal in a desperate situation.

He fell to the ground and began to twitch slightly.

The cloaked man stood there quietly, his eyes shooting out of the darkness, looking coldly at the painful Kress on the ground.

It wasn't until more than ten minutes later that Chris began to recover.

He got up from the ground, confused in his eyes.

"Boy, did you just feel bad again?" The cloaked man suddenly slowed down.

Cress hears the speech, looks up at him, immediately, in the simple eye son is the adorable light: "sir."

"How do you feel?" Asked the cloaked man.

"I just had a headache again." Cress road.

"Well, you haven't recovered from your previous injury, so it happens once a month." The cloaked man said, "by the way, you've been here too long. It's time for us to go out and do some exercise."

"Can I help you, sir?" Chris's eyes suddenly brightened.

The cloaked man said, "you need to go to country B. We have a manor over there, but it's occupied, but you have to help get something out..."

Without thinking about it, Kress immediately agreed, "OK! When shall I go? "

"Tomorrow." The cloaked man said, "take a rest today and start early tomorrow."

Cress goes to his bedroom in the basement, while the cloaked man comes to a windowed hall.

Over there, someone asked, "Sir, has he recovered?"

"Yes, starting tomorrow, the task will be finished in half a month, so I'm not afraid that he will regain his consciousness." Asked the cloaked man.

"But can he succeed?" "After all, it's only half a year of training," the man asked

"That's enough." Cloaked man sneered: "Gong Lingye's son has a good talent. He drives a good car and has a good foundation for Sanda. Even his shooting skills are very accurate."

"But although he used to be smart, now he is..." The man was still hesitant.

"A person's potential always erupts when in danger." The cloaked man said, "although his spirit has been controlled by us and his memory is gone, those instinctive things will not disappear. And once he gets bloody, everything will be different... "

"Yes, sir." The man nodded, "I'm going to get things ready."

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