Wang San was also very happy. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He didn't see Spat Sso, who was savoring the aftermath of the victors.

Wang San felt that Nancy's competition was like a drama, absurd, wonderful, and full of joy.

It's fun to have a game like that.

Wang San also hopes that his competition can be like this, so he has to learn to write poetry.

On the second floor of the Hilton Hotel, Chif, who had just returned from Germany, straightened his suit and stood up from his seat in silence.

Nancy's dodging skills have been refined again, and the snake-like flexibility is simply shocking.

Cheek reminisced about Nancy's evasive images and slowly walked towards the exit of the lobby.

A tall, thin figure, dressed in a brown thick-threaded sweater, with his hands in his trouser pockets, crossed the road of Kif.

"You're still boxing?"

Qifu looked up and saw the face clearly, with high cheekbones, triangular eyes, and the whole face was as alive as a poisonous snake. It's a face that Kiev won't forget.

"Of course, I'm 11th in England right now."

"You? Eleventh? It's a really good joke. You and your useless father can fight here, it looks like there are really no good fighters in the UK. ”

Qifu has always known that the other party is mean, but when it comes to his father, Qifu pursed his lips and said, "Since you are back, if you question my strength, you can ask your promoter to find my promoter." ”

"So you took the initiative to challenge me? Don't forget how badly you were beaten by me last time. ”

"That was 4 years ago?"

At this point, Kifu and the tall man came face to face, eye to eye, and a fierce fight had begun silently.

"Brush!"

The tall man suddenly flashed, flashed past the attendant who was approaching him, and suddenly stuck to the front of Qifu.

"Chifu, your punches are soft and not fast, if you fight, I will let you enjoy it."

"I'll let you enjoy it too."

Chiv was not left behind.

"Hey! Chif, you're back, when are we going to have a rematch! “

Wang San saw Qifu from a distance behind the crowd and shouted excitedly.

The tall man raised his triangular eyes, glanced at Wang San, and looked at Qifu with disdain: "You actually have played against such a retarded mind?" ”

Qifu frowned and was about to fight back, but Wang San walked over very innocently and replied very innocently.

"I'm not mentally retarded, I scored 100 points in the written test when I took the vocational qualification exam! How many points do you have? ”

Wang San's jumping answer made the tall man stunned for a moment, and then Qifu accidentally thought of an old thing, and pointed at the tall man to shake out the fierce material.

"He scored 30 points!"

"Then you're mentally retarded!"

Wang San's deserved counterattack made the tall man's face blue, and his triangular eyes almost turned into almond eyes.

"You two, wait for me."

Because he was poked in the soft underbelly, the tall man couldn't hold on, so he actually retreated.

Wang San was puzzled and asked Qifu, "Who is he?" ”

"Roy, a strong fighter, the British amateur boxing champion in the junior division."

"Oh! Oh! Wang Sanxu nodded matter-of-factly, in fact, he didn't know much about what Qifu said.

North London, Jonathan stepped off the coach and lost a penny.

He can only be, still step by step. It's a city he knows well, through the neon, through the traffic, through the houses of the last century, past the hurried passers-by and the lovers embracing warmly on the street corners.

Jonathan's footsteps stopped in front of an old building, which was lit up and which he knew well.

Despite making up his mind, Jonathan's heart still trembled a little, and when he pushed the door open, the copper bell on the door rang, which was very crisp, and the people in the gym came to see the door, and many people who knew Jonathan stopped in surprise.

The eyes of a strong man who was standing on the side of the ring also turned to the door, and he saw Jonathan stunned for a moment, and then walked towards Jonathan angrily.

"Saarido, I"

Jonathan just said a name, and the strong man slapped Jonathan in the face.

"Smack!"

The voice was crisp, and the corners of Jonathan's mouth were bleeding, and his body was crooked, lying down beside them.

"I'm sorry, me!"

"Smack!"

Jonathan just said another word, and another slap was slapped, and Jonathan stumbled again.

Jonathan was slapped twice and was hesitating whether to open his mouth or leave.

The strong man Sarrido had already seen the hesitation in his eyes, and his muffled voice rang out.

"Go to my room and take a shower first, there's food in the fridge and start training tomorrow."

"Thank you, Sarrido!"

Saarido finally allowed Jonathan to say a word.

Jonathan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and walked to the back of the gym.

The fighters in the gym who knew Jonathan well suddenly erupted in cheers, and Sarrido looked at Jonathan's back, then glanced at the other fighters in the gym, and everything fell silent again.

Wang San wanted to learn poetry, and he remembered that there were some books in Yu Sus's study, so he sneaked into Yu Sus's study.

Yu Sus hadn't gone home yet, the study was empty, Wang San had a good chance, but Mo quietly followed Wang San.

Wang San took a book, and Mo screamed.

"Wang!"

Wang San was taken aback, and hurriedly turned his head and glared at Mo.

"I'm just reading that book, don't scream!"

Wang San threatened Mo, but Mo had his own firm beliefs.

"Want Want!"

It was louder, and it screamed twice in a row.

"Don't scream, I'm just taking a book of poetry."

Wang San was anxious and tried his best to explain, but Mo didn't appreciate it at all, the relationship between the two was not good.

"Want Want! ~Wow! ”

Mo barked wildly, and Tina was finally alarmed. She was wearing a lilac gauze nightdress, dimly revealing her slender and plump thighs, and walked into the study from the outside, looking at the confrontation of one person and one dog asking puzzled questions.

"What are you arguing about?"

"Want Want!"

Before Wang San could speak, Mo Ben vicious dog sued first.

"I'm just looking for a book of poetry?"

Not to be outdone, Wang San immediately explained.

"A collection of poems?"

When Tina heard the word, she immediately stroked her smooth forehead.

Needless to say, she also understood who Wang San was influenced by: "Are you sure you want to learn from Nancy? ”

Wang San saw that Tina knew his goal, and then nodded very seriously.

"Of course, Nancy's poetry is super handsome?"

Tina stroked her forehead again, and it seemed that Wang San was deeply poisoned: "But you can't compose poetry!" Isn't it good to be honest boxing? ”

Wang San thought about it himself: "It's good to boxing honestly, but it's even more handsome to compose poems when boxing!" ”

"Where is handsome, it's obviously stupid!"

Tina tried her best to tell Wang San about her feelings, but Wang San ignored it, just shook his head and said, "It's not stupid!" I still think it's handsome to be a poet boxer. ”

"Oh!"

Tina hung her head and admitted defeat, shook her hand and said to Wang San: "Okay then! Whatever you want. ”

"Woo!"

Mo also seemed disappointed in Wang San at this time, and it let out a string of painful whimperes.