This boxing hobby club, the first feeling that Chu Feng gave was that it was not mainstream!

The walls are spray-painted with strange patterns, and the whole club is mainly black, and although it is daytime outside, there are many orange lights inside. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Walking along the passage inside, Chu Feng saw many pictorials of foreign boxing stars, all of them looking muscular and vicious.

"Hello, I'm here to apply for a 'sparring partner'!"

Coming to the service desk, Chu Feng said to the beautiful waitress standing inside.

"Okay, please come here!" the waitress led Chu Feng into a separate room, "Please wait a moment!"

After serving Chu Feng a glass of mineral water, the waitress left.

Chu Feng looked at this room with some curiosity, there were a lot of profiles about the club pasted around, and in a glass cabinet next to it, there was also a pair of red boxing gloves, with an English signature on the gloves, and he couldn't read whose name it was.

There was not much time, a man who was not tall walked in with a document, and after seeing Chu Feng, he said: "Very young, I am the manager here, are you here to apply for a 'sparring partner'?"

Chu Feng nodded and asked, "What procedures are required?"

"The procedure is very simple, as long as you sign it, it is written in detail, if there is anything you don't understand, you can ask me!" The man handed the document in his hand to Chu Feng.

Chu Feng looked at it, this document was not so much a contract, but actually more of a disclaimer, and the intention was obvious, that is, the sparring partner had understood in advance that there was a risk of injury to this work, and all responsibilities were borne by themselves.

It also introduces that each sparring session takes ten rounds, each round is two minutes, and if you faint in the middle of the session, or quit the sparring early, you will have to deduct a part of the money.

Chu Feng calculated, every time he insisted on a round, it was equivalent to earning thirty.

If you don't finish a round, you won't be counted. This means that if you are knocked out in the first round, you will not get a penny.

"How is the settlement of remuneration settled on a daily basis?" Chu Feng asked after thinking for a while.

"It can be cash, but we prefer WeChat Pay, which is very convenient and fast, as long as you finish sparring, we can settle for you immediately. The man replied.

"How many sparring sessions can you have here every day?" Chu Feng asked again.

"It's up to you to hold on for a few games, we don't have a limit. For example, our 'sparring king' Cheng Han here, he can spar three times in a row, and the highest sparring record is five, that is, in just one day, he can get 1,005. The man said with a smile.

Hearing his answer, Chu Feng also laughed.

Relying on this job alone, Chu Feng is confident that he will pay back the money he owes Liu Caihuan, and if he can earn more than 1,000 every day, then even if it is his and his sister's tuition fees, there is no need to worry.

Just when Chu Feng was a little conjectural, the man's voice sounded again: "We are a regular club here, and we don't lie to you, ordinary sparring partners, it's good to be able to stick to sparring for one game, this job has the risk of injury, we don't make any compensation, I think you should see it clearly on the document." ”

"I know this!"

Chu Feng was still smiling, if he hadn't completed the preliminary quenching, he might still be worried about his injury, but now, he was only worried about whether this reward would really be settled on a daily basis.

"I don't know how your time is arranged? We have a lot of members here in the evening, and we need a lot of sparring partners, so if you can, you'd better come over at night." The man said.

"I'm fine now, I can try it first!" Chu Feng looked forward to it.

After the formalities were completed, Chu Feng was taken to the sparring partner's exclusive room, and he was also given a number plate.

Looking at the number plate with "13" written on it in his hand, Chu Feng waited with some anticipation.

"Brother, it's new, depending on your age, won't you still be in school?"

An unfamiliar voice came from beside him, Chu Feng glanced at him, it was a twenty-five or sixteen-year-old man, thin in size, and he also held a number plate in his hand, but his number was "12", obviously in front of Chu Feng.

Chu Feng nodded, and said hello to the other party.

"Hehe, brother pass on an experience to you, wait a moment to get into the ring, you just hold your head in your hands, don't care what punches the other party makes, you just run around the ring, if you're lucky, you can successfully hold on for ten rounds." The man said in a senior tone.

Chu Feng smiled lightly and asked, "Is it difficult to persist for ten rounds?"

"How can you say that you novices are 'born calves are not afraid of tigers', do you know why this club has been recruiting sparring partners, do you know why it is paid daily, it is because very few people can stick to it. If the physical fitness is slightly better, the sparring may be a few days, but few people can exceed ten days. If he is not in good physical fitness, he can be beaten home only once. You don't know how black those animals are, their fists swinging like a storm, and their mouths are still scolding!" the man pouted, looking very angry.

"So, you're very powerful?" Chu Feng said casually.

"It's okay, seeing that you're a newcomer, I'll give you a few words. You should be a heavyweight sparring partner with me, buy a pack of cigarettes in the future, and my brother will teach you a few tricks and use them. The man patted his chest and said.

"I'm sorry, I never smoke!" Chu Feng smiled and ignored the other party again.

The man was about to say something more, but suddenly heard someone shouting: "No. 12, it's time for you to play!"

"Damn, I'm going to get beaten again, I hope my opponent is a newcomer!" muttered as the man walked out of the room.

Chu Feng really wanted to take a look with him, but he was afraid that he would be called after he walked away, after all, there was more than one ring in this club.

Chu Feng couldn't help but think in his mind: If he played by himself, would he use defense or dodge?

It didn't seem to be long before the No. 12 man walked in with his arms.

I saw that the corners of his eyes were red and swollen, his nostrils were stuffed with cotton balls, and the clothes on his chest were stained with blood.

"So fast, have you lasted ten rounds?" Chu Feng looked curious.

"Boy, I advise you to run quickly, that person is not something you can handle. After a while, you may not be able to hold out for even a round, not to mention being beaten, not even a penny!" the man said with a cold snort.

Chu Feng just wanted to ask for details, when a voice sounded: "No. 13, it's your turn next!"