Chapter 117: Underground Training Room
Huang Xu was shocked and frightened.
He had just thought that this young man was very powerful, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful!
Bang!
Before Huang Xu could figure out what to do next, he felt a pain in his left leg, and he felt like he was in his heart!
"Ahh
He couldn't help but scream.
"What's it called?"
Jiang Fan smiled coldly: "It's just that I broke one of your legs." ”
Broken leg?
Only then did everyone notice that Huang Xu's left leg was in an unnatural shape, and it turned out to be broken by Jiang Fan's kick.
Because of the pain, Huang Xu couldn't hold the barbell plate anymore, and his body fell down like mud, but Jiang Fan grabbed the vest and lifted his body hundreds of pounds in the air.
"Say, where is Li Chenghai?"
Huang Xu was almost fainted from the pain, but after hearing Jiang Fan's words, he still gritted his teeth and shook his head.
"Don't say it?"
Jiang Fan smiled demonically again, and then kicked out again......
Bang!
Huang Xu's other leg was kicked off by Jiang Fan again, and several bone spurs suddenly stretched out from the broken place, and blood splattered!
Yes!
Huang Xu screamed frantically, grabbing his arms wildly, but was thrown aside by Jiang Fan casually, as if throwing garbage.
With a bang, Huang Xu's huge body smashed on the wall next to him, and then fell to the ground, knocking over a large number of barbell plates.
Huang Xu was almost about to faint after such a fall, but soon woke up again, gritted his teeth and endured not crying out in pain, but saw the demonic figure walking towards him again.
"No...... Don't come here, you devil, murderer!"
He was frightened by Jiang Fan's terrible method, and while desperately retreating, he grabbed the barbell plate next to him and threw it at Jiang Fan.
"It's really ......"
Jiang Fan didn't dodge, he directly grabbed the flying barbell plate, and then threw it back!
Bang!
The barbell piece smashed Huang Xu's stomach, smashing this guy with a muffled snort, opening his big mouth and spurting blood!
But Jiang Fan had already rushed to him and stepped on his stomach: "Say, where is Li Chenghai?"
When Huang Xu arrived at this time, he already knew that he had met someone more ruthless than himself today, and said resignedly: "He...... He's underground...... Third floor. ”
"How to get there?"
"Elevator ......"
Jiang Fan snorted coldly and threw Huang Xu away, and suddenly the other party's head hit the wall behind him and fainted again.
"Let's go, go underground. ”
Jiang Fan said to Han Suying and Zhang Yan.
After the three of them left, the people around them had the courage to gasp, some people began to call an ambulance, and more people were talking about Jiang Fan's strength just now.
Soon, Jiang Fan and the others found the elevator, but found that the elevator was actually stopped.
"What about the stairs?"
The three of them looked around and were surprised to find that there were no stairs.
"It seems that this underground is really boring, otherwise it wouldn't be so guarded!"
Jiang Fan sneered.
"What shall we do?"
Zhang Yan asked anxiously.
"I'll go down on my own, and you'll wait here. Jiang Fan said.
"You...... How are you going to go down?"
Han Suying and the two didn't understand what Jiang Fan meant.
Without explanation, Jiang Fan took a deep breath, and his right palm stretched out like a knife, which had already pierced into the crack of the closed elevator door. Then he wrestled with his hands, and the elevator door had been pulled open, revealing the black elevator shaft.
"If you're scared, go out, and I'll come out on my own when I'm done. Jiang Fan said.
Then before the two of them could ask anything, he had already jumped into the elevator shaft.
"Ah......h
Han Suying and Zhang Yan screamed in fright, but they didn't dare to jump down, and after being stunned for a while, the more they thought about it, the more scared they became, and they left the club after discussion.
Bang!
Jiang Fan Zhenyuan gathered his eyes, even if it was pitch black here, he could see the situation below, so he landed on the elevator box below very accurately.
He looked around again, and found that the space was surprisingly tight, and if he wanted to get out, he really had to get into the elevator and open the door.
Thinking so, Jiang Fan began to observe the elevator car, found the screws and interfaces, opened them by dividing them by two, lifted the cover of the elevator car, and then jumped in.
Bite!
As he pressed the button to open the door, the elevator door opened to reveal a wide space.
Is this underground?
There was a brilliant light in front of him, accompanied by bursts of angry shouts and the sound of ping-pong hits.
Jiang Fan looked over, but saw that the area here was surprisingly large, and even the fitness space above was not below, and the most conspicuous thing was several boxing rings, on which there were several pairs of boxers fighting against each other.
Other places are not idle, such as a dozen or so fighters on the left, who are either pushing barbells, or doing sit-ups, or jumping on the spot with tires, or hitting the sandbags in front of them. On the right, there are a bunch of training facilities, from tensile machines to combination training, treadmills and electric shockers, which dazzle the viewers, and there are also more than a dozen people sweating there.
It's really hot!
Jiang Fan just had time to sigh when he was discovered.
"What for?"
With a loud shout, several people looked over.
"Find someone. ”
Jiang Fan didn't care either, and generously admitted it.
The nearest boxer looked at him, and then smashed his fist on the sandbag, causing it to shake violently!
Jiang Fan noticed that the sandbag he hit was hanging from a sentry beam, and the steel beam was also swaying slightly with the slight shaking of the sandbag, and even the strangled part had shown obvious sagging.
What does this mean?
It shows that the weight of this sandbag has reached an outrageous level!
500 catties, 1,000 catties, or simply a ton?
The fighter was in his mid-twenties, with a cocked head and no gloves on his hands, but a layer of hemp rope wrapped around him like a Muay Thai fighter. He moved his wrist, a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, and walked towards Jiang Fan.
Jiang Fan didn't move, squinted his eyes slightly, as if he couldn't see the other party's intentions, waiting for the other party's arrival.
At this time, most of the surrounding boxers also stopped training, and they all looked at Jiang Fan with curious, disdainful, or indifferent eyes, just like seeing a lamb that broke into the wolves.
"You," the bancuntou boxer stood opposite Jiang Fan, although his figure was much worse than Huang Xu just now, it brought Jiang Fan a much stronger oppressive force: "How did you get in?"
"Elevator!"
Jiang Fan spread his hands.
Only then did everyone notice that the elevator door was actually open.
"Who drove the elevator?"
Someone asked aloud, but no one answered.