Yuan Dao could only fight him again, but Yuan Dao's hands were always behind his back, and just relying on the footwork under his feet was enough to deal with this brother-in-law who didn't know the height of the sky.

……

Another half hour passed.

I saw that Cheng Qingsong was already tired and sweating profusely, the T-shirt he was wearing had been soaked with sweat, his face was even more red like a monkey's buttocks, and he was panting like a cattle ploughing dozens of acres of land.

On the other hand, Yuan Dao didn't even take a breath of air, Cheng Qingsong used great force to swing his fist at him every time, and he only moved his steps slightly, and the energy consumed was only one-tenth of Cheng Qingsong's energy consumption.

Cheng Qingsong finally squatted on the floor tiredly, the sweat on his head was like rain, and the sweat dripped from his chin to the wooden floor of the ring.

Cheng Qingsong couldn't hit Yuan Dao no matter what, and he couldn't even touch Yuan Dao's clothes, which made his eyes seem to erupt with anger.

Although he desperately wanted to beat Yuan Dao violently out of a bad breath, in this hour's time, he swung his fist thousands of times, however, he didn't touch the corner of Yuan Dao's clothes once, and his whole body was trembling with anger.

Extremely competitive, he felt a deep sense of frustration for the first time.

"Huh...... Didn't you say that you were going to beat me into a pig's head? And break my ribs? Man, how can you be untrustworthy! Get up! Come on! If you don't beat me into a pig's head today, you won't be a man! In the future, you should simply stop calling me Cheng Qingsong, and change your life to Cheng Qingmei! Your sister's name is Lime, and your name is Qingmei, which is just right!"

Yuan Dao looked at Cheng Qingsong, who was panting like a cow, and said with a smile.

"I'll go to your uncle's! You're called Qingmei! Your whole family is called Qingmei!"

Yuan Dao's ridiculous words directly made Cheng Qingsong angry.

Since he was a child, he has been a top student in school, and no one has ever ridiculed him like this!

"Hahaha! You're here to hit me!" Yuan Dao stretched out his middle finger and made a very provocative gesture towards Cheng Qingsong.

"You're ......! You're ......!"

Cheng Qingsong's face turned blue directly from Yuan Dao's playful expression, and he couldn't even say anything while panting.

Looking at Yuan Dao's teasing of him, Cheng Qingsong couldn't wait to rush up and beat Yuan Dao to death! However, his physical strength had been completely exhausted, and now he felt tired even standing up! Not to mention waving his fists again.

"Now...... Do you still think I relied on luck? Have you ever seen a person who has dodged more than a thousand punches by luck?" Yuan Dao restrained the playful smile on his face and looked at Cheng Qingsong coldly.

It's time for this kid to understand the truth that 'there is a heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world'! Otherwise, if he breaks into the society with his conceit of 'mystery confidence', he will be broken by the education of the society!

Although this kid is very arrogant and his mouth is not very clean, he is Lime's own brother and his brother-in-law after all! Of course, Yuan Dao also feels that he has the responsibility to bring this kid to the right path.

After all, Lime is full of hope for Cheng Qingsong!

In the future, if this brother-in-law is trampled under his feet and abused in society, Lime will be very sad to know!

Yuan Dao's words suddenly made Cheng Qingsong frown deeply.

He finally calmed down a little in his mind.

Yes! If this guy Yuan Dao relied on luck to dodge his thousands of fists, it would be a bit incredible!

This is the real world, not the two-dimensional world, and there is no anti-heaven system that increases luck!

Even if he has seen too many of the rebellious male protagonists who carry the system in the online novel, Cheng Qingsong will not believe that Yuan Dao will have any good luck system!

He ...... How could he be so powerful!He was able to dodge my fists at a slight distance almost every time!And he was so young, not a few years older than me!'

At this moment, Cheng Qingsong frowned deeply, sweat slid down his chin to the floor, but he didn't know it, his mind was overturned, and finally calmed down, he thought carefully about the scene he had just fought against Yuan Dao......

He remembered that Yuan Dao was indeed able to avoid his fist at an extremely clever angle and distance every time, and his fist seemed to be able to hit him, but every time it hit the tip of his nose in the air!

Thinking of this, Cheng Qingsong swallowed his saliva unconsciously.

This is fucking horrible, isn't it? Could he be a ghost?

Even the coach who taught him sanda at the beginning was never as powerful as Yuan Dao!

And those sanda coaches are almost in their forties or even fifties! Coaches who have practiced sanda all their lives have a chance to hit their bodies when they fight against themselves!

You must know that Yuan Dao is still very young compared to those coaches! It's just a few years older than himself! It is estimated that he is three or four years older than himself, at most four or five years old!

Looking at Cheng Qingsong, who was thinking hard, Yuan Dao smiled and didn't bother him, perhaps, Cheng Qingsong was feeling something, perhaps, this was also the most important feeling before he entered the cruel society, of course Yuan Dao would not bother him.

After more than ten minutes, Cheng Qingsong stood up with a deep face, but seeing that his face was solemn, the previous arrogance and arrogance were gone.

"Sister...... Brother-in-law, you ...... Who the hell is it?" Cheng Qingsong frowned, looking at Yuan Dao's back with a very serious face.

Hearing the voice, Yuan Dao turned around and smiled: "You are finally willing to call me brother-in-law......!" The first time I heard someone call me brother-in-law, this feeling was ...... Seems to be very nice!"

"Brother-in-law, I thought about it, from the first time I met you, I have analyzed your behavior carefully, and I have come to a conclusion! You are not a normal person!"

Cheng Qingsong stared at Yuan Dao with straight eyes, as if he wanted to see through Yuan Dao.

Indeed, he carefully analyzed it in his mind, and at the beginning, Yuan Dao carried the suitcase full of mineral water all the way to the underground parking lot a few hundred meters away from the station without changing hands!

You must know that a suitcase full of mineral water weighs dozens of kilograms! Cheng Qingsong himself can't carry such a heavy suitcase all the way without changing hands and walk a distance of several hundred meters without changing hands!

In addition, Yuandao's cooking skills and understanding of the world's top famous wines are far beyond his imagination!