C75 Superheavy Weight

Her mood was even more chaotic than when she ran away from Jiang Tao's home that night. She smoked two cigarettes and waited for a while longer, but she still did not see Zhou Mann come down. Just as he was about to give her a call to rush her, Zhou Mann walked down the stairs with the blanket wrapped around her shoulders.

Zhou Mann sat on the carriage without saying a word. His expression was extremely strange, Su Bei only glanced at it, and then felt embarrassed to look at her again.

When they reached the bottom of Zhou Mann's new house, she whispered to him, "It seems like thieves have entered my old house …"

"No way, there's nothing to steal from your little house except yourself." Su Bei laughed.

"I think there was a pervert who touched my bed. Maybe it was a thief who stole underwear."

Su Bei was guilty of being a thief, but when people call him a thief, he would naturally be guilty of it. Zhou Mann was not an idiot. On the contrary, she had even more meticulous insight than the FBI. The way she said these words was enough to prove that she knew Su Bei.

While talking, Zhou Mann opened the anti-theft door, and the moment she opened it, she suddenly shouted: "Su Bei, have you seen the painting under my bed?!"

"Mm …" Su Bei replied mechanically.

"You've also seen the last one?"

"Yes."

Zhou Mann walked to the front of her heels and leaned his body slightly backwards. She thought that this would cause her face to stink, but after waiting a few seconds, nothing happened. Suddenly, his body trembled from head to toe in Zhou Mann's embrace as she tiptoed and whispered into's ear, "I won't blame you."

"This?" This, this Secretary Zhou, what are you doing? "

"I like you. Ever since you came to the company, I've always liked you. Let me tell you, the rumors about us in the company were spread by me."

Su Bei had already known the answer in his heart, but when she said it out loud, he was still shocked.

After saying these words, regardless of how Su Bei reacted, he rushed into the bathroom. After a burst of splashing sound of water, he walked out like a docile Mian Yang, using a towel to wipe his wet hair, and tilted his head to look at Su Bei who was just standing at the door.

"Aren't you going to take a bath?"

Su Bei pretended to be natural and said, "I didn't do much work, I'm not sweating at all. Hurry up and let me have a taste of Secretary Zhou's culinary skills."

"Look at that greedy look of yours. Just you wait, I'll immediately cook for you."

Zhou Mann didn't have Jiang Tao's talent and rationality, not to mention her overbearing attitude. She was more like a young girl who had just opened her heart, yet was also like a virtuous wife. She would come out from the kitchen to tune up the television channel for Su Bei, then wash an apple and throw it out from the door.

After being busy for nearly an hour, Zhou Mann started eating in her new room. A large plate of sweet and sour carp and a few unique dishes were placed on the table in order to not disturb Su Bei from watching TV. Bring me two bottles of Wuliangye, two cups that are two taels and one tael.

The person from Operational Department said that you are extremely good at drinking. Speaking of which, the two of us have never drank before, hmm, let me think, what kind of toast are you looking for?

The two of them clinked glasses, Zhou Mann's capacity for alcohol was extremely good, his face did not turn red nor did her heart jump, and his face revealed a happy expression.

"Su Bei, I have already moved to a big house, so I'm no longer afraid to invite you to my house as a guest. Un, since I've met a man I like, I feel that I should take the initiative to attack him.

Su Bei was just about to say something when Zhou Mann continued: "Money is not everything, but to have no money is absolutely impossible. Although love cannot be measured by material things, I believe that we will definitely be able to achieve great results and rise to prominence in Jianghai. Especially you. Now that the opportunity is so good and the chairman values you, you should grasp the opportunity. "

Su Bei's "I'm Married" words were stuck in his throat and it felt extremely uncomfortable. Zhou Mann was not Jiang Tao. From her plans for her own life, she could be considered to be someone who had gone through extreme hardships. Especially since she had finally left the small dark room today.

She was like a small boat in a vast ocean, drifting here and there amidst the suffering of her life. She finally saw the lighthouse of happiness, but she was unable to withstand the raging waves.

After finishing their meal, Zhou Mann had let Su Bei stay inhisr new room. Although he didn't say anything, her actual actions had already explained the problem. Fortunately, Su Bei was quick-witted and accepted the chairman's job as an excuse to slip away early.

Before they got on the car, when they were hesitating on whether they should send her a message to explain their situation, they received a call from Liu Hanyan.

"Su Bei, where did you die? Not a single trace of you could be seen in the whole afternoon."

Su Bei hurriedly said: "I am not following the order of the chairman, I am just planning on how to take action."

Liu Hanyan snorted lightly: "Who would believe your words, stop pretending, and come back quickly. I just got a VIP card for you from Angel's place, for you."

Liu Hanyan spent a lot of effort to get rid of the relationship she had with Angel and carried out an investigation on Chen Xuefei. The result of the investigation was that this mission was really difficult, Chen Yuvliang was in the real estate business and was a big boss by himself, the day Chen Xuefei was born, he had been carrying a golden spoon in his mouth. The places she went to were all places that he had seen of high class, either high class or famous.

The next morning, Su Bei took the VIP card and went to the Sanda Center.

Seeing that he was a stranger, one of the rogue coaches asked: "Mr Su, have you come in contact with the rogue players before?"

"A little."

"That's good, I'll arrange a match coach for you in a bit. First, you have to confirm your personal strength, otherwise, if you recklessly go find a competitor in this center, you'll easily be injured."

Su Bei laughed, took out a thousand yuan from his pocket and gave it to the coach, then laughed: "I will have to trouble Coach Yang to arrange a few matches for me as soon as possible, Haha, don't worry, I am not afraid of getting beaten up, I am mentally prepared."

Coach Yang understood in his heart, sighing in his heart, right now, the pressure on them, the office workers, was getting more and more intense. The center of a free fight was a place to spend money to pay for whatever they had to suffer, regardless of whether they were beaten or beaten, they would always feel more relaxed every time they left the center, with bruises and sweat pouring from their faces. Abuse and masochism are reasons why this sport can outperform other fitness programs, and people always maintain a primitive sensitivity to bloodlust.

The coach thought this was not without reason. A part of the center was a state athlete's retirement or a part-time job. Although the slogan was to improve martial arts training for all, it was mostly because the center made more money than the sports competition. As for the VIP customers of the center, some of them had trained here for several years, and there was no lack of experts. He had met someone who provoked him as soon as he arrived here. In the end, he went up on stage in high spirits and was forced to enter the treatment room two minutes later.

When Coach Yang helped Su Bei arrange the scattered matches, Su Bei came before a very standard boxing stage. He had seen Chen Xuefei's picture before and could recognize him from the body of the boxer on stage.

What surprised him was that Chen Xuefei's boxing style was indeed well-modelled. He did not know if it was because he had suffered from too much domestic violence, so he placed his anger towards Hong Bowen onto the stage. At this time, Chen Xuefei's scattered opponents could no longer hold on.

A burst of whistling sounds came from below the stage. Chen Xuefei raised her right hand and waved it, as if provoking her opponent. Just this one action, Su Bei could tell that she was an extremely arrogant and despotic person. She was tall, with long hair wrapped in a headgear. She had a pretty good figure in her thirties. After all, she was a rich person who never worried about her life. Her daily duties were spending money and taking care of herself.

"Mr Su, we all have a schedule for the middle level matches today. There's only one super level match, how about you get busied with the competition first. I'll try my best to find two martial arts fans to spar with you."

Whether it was kickboxing or kickboxing, it was very necessary according to the level of the person's weight. There was no suspense at all when a hulking 1.9m man fought a 1.6m person. The Sanda Center was also graded according to the height and weight of the members.

Su Bei was around 1.8 meters tall, which was a medium height. This level already belonged to a category that was very low in the basics of numbers in the amateur competitions. Most of the amateur players were of light and light level.

As for Coach Yang talking about a match schedule for super heavyweights, there was one, but there was no competition, because that person was famous for being King Kong, almost two meters tall, with a weight of over two hundred pounds. If someone else punched him, he probably wouldn't even know what pain was, but if he punched an ordinary person, it would be enough for that person to stay in the hospital for ten days to half a month.

Su Bei said: "It doesn't matter, as long as it's a competition, it's fine."

Seeing Coach Yang's surprised expression, Su Bei hurriedly said: "Martial arts do not distinguish between the light class and the heavy class. It's just exchanging pointers, I'll have to trouble Coach Yang to help me arrange it."

Coach Yang was also a professional rogue athlete before, and he could tell that Su Bei's physique was not bad. However, he did not think much of the Jianghai center. Although it was an amateur fitness project, there was no lack of experts in the center.

"Since that's the case, I'll look for the director and the contestants to discuss this." Coach Yang wanted to give him a few words of advice, and seeing how arrogant he looked, he wanted Kong Kim to teach him a lesson.

Ten minutes later, Coach Yang happily ran over and the director approved the match. In reality, it had already been a week since anyone had challenged a free-for-all match.

When the staff members and sparring partners heard that a super heavyweight competition was about to take place, they all rushed over to watch. After all, they were a lot more powerful than they were.

When Su Bei went to change into his battle equipment, the impatient Kong Kim had already walked up to the stage. With a height of two meters, he jumped up lightly on the stage twice, and felt as if the ground was trembling.

"My match, today it's definitely Mars smashing into Earth. Oh right, who's the one challenging King Kong?"

"King Kong has been winning for two years. No matter who it is, they will be courting death. "Although the challenger may also be physically strong, but even though Kong Kim looked tall and strong, his reaction speed and sensitivity were still very high in this super heavyweight competition."

"Uh, I heard that the one challenging King Kong is a mid-level newbie, he looks like he's only 1.7m or so."