Meng Fan came to the 'Flying Dragon Gym', walked in, and was greeted by a front desk lady wearing a cheongsam.

"Hello sir, what fitness services do you need?" The front desk lady was smiling.

In fact, she was very puzzled in her heart, there were not many people who came to the gym early in the morning, except for the coach, few people would be so early.

"I'm looking for Zhao Feilong, I'm his brother-in-law Meng Fan." Now for the sake of convenience, Meng Fan simply said his identity directly, and pretended to be his 'brother-in-law'.

"Ah...... It turns out that you are Meng Fan. The front desk lady covered her mouth.

Meng Fan guessed correctly, the front desk lady made an exclamatory voice again, it seems that her fame is already very big in the Chinese area.

"The boss is on the fourth floor, and he probably hasn't woken up yet." The front desk lady said.

Several Chinese coaches who came here early in the morning to train attracted attention by Meng Fan's arrival.

"You're here to find Brother Long?"

Dong Jun is the head coach here and is mainly responsible for the affairs of this gym. At the same time, he is also Zhao Feilong's most effective subordinate, in addition to being able to fight, his business acumen is also good.

"Yes, you are ......" Meng Fan didn't know the other party.

He also fought with Zhao Feilong last time, but there was no other party in the brothers.

"My name is Dong Jun, who doesn't know me in the Chinese area? You are that Meng Fan. Dong Jun said loudly.

He is indeed very famous in the Chinese area, not only that, but he is also a loyal suitor of Zhao Feiyan, but he was rejected by Zhao Feiyan a few years ago.

Recently, there is always a Chinese medicine doctor surnamed Meng in the Chinese area, who is still Zhao Feiyan's boyfriend, and Dong Jun is naturally unhappy after hearing it.

I finally saw people today.

"My name is indeed Meng Fan." Meng Fan said with a smile.

He already sensed the unfriendliness of the other party and felt a little inexplicable.

Dong Jun took a look at Meng Fan's body and bones, which was considered strong compared to ordinary people, but for them as coaches, it was still far behind.

"Now that you're at the gym, why don't you compete?" Dong Jun challenged Meng Fan.

Meng Fan shook his head and said, "You just play by yourself, I'll wait for the flying dragon here." ”

"Meng boy, when you come to our gym, you are still so arrogant? Who doesn't give us Brother Dong some face in the Chinese area. Another coach next to him walked up, "Our brother Dong wants to compete with you, then compete, or let me get out." ”

Dong Jun stood calmly beside Meng Fan at this time, moved his arms, and showed his muscles defiantly.

Meng Fan looked at the coach who didn't know the name, and then walked over to the front desk lady and asked for a bottle of beer.

Bang......

He opened the lid of the beer and flicked it with his right hand, but the bottle did not throw out, but the wine inside spilled out, forming a circle of water on the ground only one meter in diameter. Although this action looks simple, it requires good power control.

"You don't want to compete, let's give it a try." Meng Fan pointed to the coach who came out to speak just now and said, "If anyone leaves this circle, who will lose, will they play?" ”

After speaking, Meng Fan stood in the water circle, took a sip of beer, and then put the bottle on the ground, his hands on his hips.

The coach was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "I have also played this kind of gadget, isn't it just to test the basic skills of the chassis." ”

The coach glanced at Dong Jun, and after getting Dong Jun's permission, he walked into the water circle.

"Let's get started, I can let you push first." That coach is very confident in his chassis skills, even if Meng Fan is a doctor, it seems that he shouldn't have much strength.

Burst......

Without everyone being prepared, Meng Fan sprayed hard, spraying all the beer in his mouth on the other party's face.

The distance between the two sides was less than one meter, and the coach didn't have time to react at all, and was sprayed in the face by Meng Fan without preparation.

"**......" The coach squinted his eyes and scolded, and in the confusion, he punched him without looking.

However, Meng Fan pushed hard and pushed the other party out of the circle and fell to the ground.

Dong Jun frowned.

He didn't think that Meng Fan's physical condition was very good, but Meng Fan knew how to take advantage of the advantages he had created.

The coach of "......" did not fall and was injured, because Meng Fan paid attention to his strength. After he wiped the beer from his face, he scolded and rushed towards Meng Fan.

"What for?" Dong Jun grabbed the other party and asked.

"Big brother, this kid is too cunning, he actually uses such a method, he can't win!" The coach said dissatisfied.

Dong Jun patted the back of the other party's head: "If you lose, you have to admit it, and no one has fouled." ”

When Dong Jun said this, the coach didn't dare to speak anymore, just glared at Meng Fan and stood aside.

Dong Jun nodded and said, "You are very good at using your brain, no wonder Feiyan likes you." ”

Meng Fan suddenly realized.

It turned out that this qiē was all caused by Zhao Feiyan, and it seems that the other party is also a loyal suitor. But listening to the tone, it shouldn't have happened, otherwise he wouldn't have spread his resentment on him.

"Love has nothing to do with the brain, the key is fate." Meng Fan said with a smile.

Dong Jun shook his head and said, "Do you know what Zhao Feiyan told me at that time? She told me that she wouldn't like a man weaker than her. So today the two of us should be separated. ”

"Yes, how do you fight?" Meng Fan said with a smile.

"Follow me." Dong Jun took Meng Fan and several other coaches to a ring where boxing was practiced in the gym. The members of the Chinese Alliance like to come here at night to sweat and play two or something.

Dong Jun threw Meng Fan a pair of boxing gloves: "First of all, it is inevitable that you will be hurt in the ring, and you should be mentally prepared." ”

Meng Fan didn't touch the gloves, jumped up directly, and walked around the ring: "It's really good, I haven't been in this kind of ring much." ”

In his opinion, this kind of ring is too elegant, far worse than the Colosseum in North Africa. This kind of discussion is just a discussion, but the North African ones are directly playing with their lives.

"It's okay, I'll let you." Dong Jun said proudly.

He had already put on his gloves and swung his fist twice. Because he practices boxing every day, in the Chinese area, his boxing skills are just a little worse than Zhao Feilong.

Meng Fan shrugged and said, "Then let's start, don't waste time, I still have something to do with my brother-in-law." ”

It doesn't matter if you don't say this, as soon as you say it, Dong Jun has a resentment in his heart.

Originally, he was supposed to be Zhao Feilong's brother-in-law, but now he is Meng Fan.

"Little Wu, take a video camera and record it for Feiyan to see. I thought I was going to help her test what her man was capable of. Dong Jun said coldly.

The coach who was sprayed by Meng Fan just now was Xiao Wu.

He immediately ran to the side and took out a video camera from a cabinet: "Okay, you can start, make sure the picture is clear, Sister Feiyan also said okay after reading it." ”

"Brother Jun, come on, win glory for our Chinese New York district." The rest of the coaches also began to shout.

They are all from the Chinese neighborhood of New York, and although they are all Chinese like Meng Fan, their sense of identity with Meng Fan has not really been established.

Although Dong Jun is a little arrogant in his heart, he is also a very focused person. He instantly entered a fighting state, constantly waving his fists, and began to test Meng Fan.

Meng Fan came directly to a corner of the ring, his hands hanging from the ropes on both sides, and one foot hanging from the knee of the other.

"it...... What kind of attitude is this? ”

"It's too disrespectful to Brother Dong Jun."

When those people saw that Meng Fan didn't care at all, they were furious one by one, and they blamed Meng Fan for not it.

Dong Jun also has a fire in his heart, as the number two person in the gym, he was so ignored by Meng Fan.

I'll beat you to a nosebleed, and you don't blame me. If Zhao Feiyan knew that you were beaten and bloodied, she would definitely not want to be with you, right? I'll have a chance then.

Thinking of this, Dong Jun began to approach Meng Fan.

In his opinion, Meng Fan's whole body was flawed, as long as he punched out, the other party would not be able to make up for the loophole in time.

Rumble......

Dong Jun saw the opportunity and threw a punch.

In fact, the first punch thrown by the average boxer is empty, just for the sake of temptation.

At the moment when Dong Jun punched, Meng Fan took the initiative to meet him, avoided the opponent's fist, and kicked Dong Jun's bite muscle.

Boom......

With a loud bang, Dong Jun only felt that his head was chaotic, his body shook twice, he could no longer stand steadily, and fell to the ground.

The audience was silent, and everyone thought that Dong Jun could kill Meng Fan in seconds, but in fact, Dong Jun was killed in seconds.

"There are too many flaws." Meng Fan shook his head and said, "In front of Chinese martial arts, Western boxing methods are full of flaws. ”

After speaking, he stretched out a V gesture towards the camera, and a harmless smile appeared on his face: "Feiyan, I won." ”

When Xiao Wu saw Meng Fan's arrogant appearance, he suddenly became angry: "Brothers, take the guys and avenge Brother Dong Jun!" ”

He threw the camcorder on the ground, walked not far away, took a bag, pulled the chain, and inside was the pile of iron rods.

It's a must-have for them because there can be a brawl at any time.

The coaches each held an iron rod, surrounded the ring, and climbed outside the ring rope one by one.

"What? Can't afford to play and want to fight in groups? Meng Fan crossed his hands on his hips and smiled.

The front desk lady saw that something was wrong and hurried to find Zhao Feilong.

When she knew that Meng Fan was Zhao Feiyan's man, she knew that something was wrong.

In other words, Zhao Feilong has been very proud these days. With the help of Meng Fan, his waist strength has been greatly improved, and now in the process of confronting his girlfriend, he always has the absolute upper hand and subdues his girlfriend properly.

"Who, early in the morning." Zhao Feilong was sleeping with his girlfriend in his arms, but he didn't expect a knock on the door, he opened the door with a sense of getting up: "It's you?" Something? ”

The front desk lady hurriedly said: "Brother Long, Meng Fan and Brother Jun are fighting, you hurry up and take a look." ”

"What? Meng Fan? Zhao Feilong's wake-up aura disappeared all of a sudden, and he ran downstairs wearing only a pair of boxers.

"Meng Fan, you have to be merciful."

The front desk lady immediately rushed down with Zhao Feilong.

In her opinion, was Zhao Feilong's reaction too panicked?

Zhao Feilong said loudly as he walked: "Keep people under your hands......

However, when he arrived, there were four or five well-built coaches lying in the ring. And Meng Fan stood in the center of the ring with an innocent face: "Brother-in-law, you are here." ”