The boxing training ground called Garden is located in the old town, an inconspicuous corner, downstairs is a second-hand sporting goods store, maintaining the same brick structure of the old town building, the mottled walls look quite old, the neon sign hanging in front of the window I don't know if it is to save electricity bills or broken, there is no light at all, but fortunately, the light from the window proves that the training ground is still open.

Zhang Heng and Leia went up the stairs of the sporting goods store to the second floor, and they heard the sound of hitting sandbags from a distance, and two shirtless muscular men were sweating like rain.

In addition, there is a skipping rope, a trainer who lifts dumbbells, and a group of children sitting on the ground listening to the lecture, taught by an old man with gray hair, who is also the person in charge of this training ground.

Including the group of children who looked to be only eight or nine years old, they were all focused on the things in front of them, and no one came to talk to Zhang Heng, who had just walked up.

However, Leia's appearance made the man who lifted the dumbbell couldn't help but look at it twice.

"My brother isn't here." Leia whispered to Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng nodded, not in a hurry, stood in place and waited patiently for about a quarter of an hour, and the gray-haired coach taught the group of children the key to punching and let them start practicing, and then walked over to the two.

"Is there anything I can do to help you?"

"Let's find someone." Zhang Hengdao.

The old man made a gesture of pity.

"But he's not here."

"Then I can't help myself." After the old man finished speaking, he turned around and went back to teaching.

"Wait, are you a Catholic?" Zhang Heng took out the leaflet he had received outside the monastery.

The old man took the leaflet and looked at it, but then returned it, "Sorry, I'm not religious." ”

"That bothered."

Zhang Heng put the propaganda page back into his pocket and was about to leave, but he didn't expect that one of the two people who hit the sandbag suddenly stopped his hand, pointed at Zhang Heng, and pointed to the boxing ring on the side.

"He wants to fight you." The old man frowned, but spoke anyway.

"I'm sorry, I haven't boxed." Zhang Heng said, then looked at Leia, "Let's go." ”

Seeing this, the sandbag man seemed a little dissatisfied, and the old man sighed, and had to speak again, "The person you are looking for, he may know where it is." ”

"Excuse me, is he mute and won't speak on his own?" Zhang Heng turned around and said.

The sandbag man obviously understood the word mute, his expression changed, he looked very unhappy, patted his chest with his fist gauntlet, and then looked at Zhang Heng with a provocative look.

Several other people at the training ground also noticed the situation here and stopped their movements.

"I don't really understand the rules of boxing." Zhang Heng said lightly.

"It's okay, you can use any fighting technique you're good at, and you can use weapons if you want."

"Then who will lend me a knife?" Zhang Heng said, but unfortunately the folding knife he used most easily couldn't bring out a parallel copy.

"Is a steak knife okay?"

"Hmm." Zhang Heng then borrowed a circle of tape and wrapped the blade of the knife.

Seeing this scene, a contemptuous smile appeared on the sandbag man's face, which seemed to be laughing at Zhang Heng's excessive move, not to mention a mere steak knife, even if Zhang Heng was holding a Tang knife in his hand now, it would be impossible to hurt him.

"Wait a minute, you'll be thankful for the extra wrapping of tape." Zhang Hengdao.

The old man wanted to give Zhang Heng protective gear but the latter politely refused, he just took off the suit outside, handed it to Leia, and then stood in the boxing ring with the sandbag man.

The latter seemed to be amused by Zhang Heng's support, and when he saw the opponent in front of him who was still wearing a shirt and trousers, he moved his limbs, and he didn't bother to put on any defensive posture, so he directly hooked his hand at Zhang Heng and signaled to start.

Then the next moment, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he was still thinking about whether to use an uppercut or a straight punch next, and how much force he should use to beat the opponent in front of him down without being fatal, but then he saw Zhang Heng suddenly move.

The sandbag man himself is not weak, he has practiced amateur boxing for three years, has participated in many boxing matches, and has seen all kinds of opponents, but it is the first time he has met someone who moves so fast.

Just when he was still provoking the other party with a hook gesture, the tip of the steak knife in Zhang Heng's hand had flashed in front of his eyes, and as long as he advanced two centimeters further, he could poke his eyeballs.

No one expected that what would have been a battle would be over in less than a second.

Even the vast majority of people didn't even have time to make surprised expressions.

"Too fast, doesn't it count?" Zhang Heng withdrew his hand, "Then this time, do you want to change you to strike first?" ”

The sandbag man wiped the sweat from the tip of his nose, after this raid, he finally did not have the ease and contempt he had before, and became vigilant, he had already sensed that the other party was not as easy to deal with as it seemed on the surface, but he was also very confident in his own strength, and once he got serious, he still had a good chance.

While thinking so, the sandbag man finally began to show off his steps, in order to prevent Zhang Heng from suddenly sneaking up like before, he also deliberately widened the distance between the two, and carefully tested the rhythm of the other party through the shaking of his shoulders.

This is exactly what it takes to face a strong enemy.

On the other hand, Zhang Heng still didn't react, just stood quietly in place.

The sandbag man tested for a while, and began to feel very faceless again, every time he made a small move, he would immediately make up the reaction of the other side of the brain, and then he would make defensive actions according to the reaction of the brain at the first time, and the result was that he scared himself for a long time like a stupid [beep], but Zhang Heng on the other side never moved from beginning to end.

The Sandbag Man realizes that he can't go on like this, he has to attack.

Thinking so, the beach man finally took the first step, and at the same time swung his right fist, and Zhang Heng finally moved, leaned back a little, dodging the punch, and then the beach man's second punch also came, this time he chose Zhang Heng's chest, but he was still easily dodged by the other party.

The sandbag man didn't have so many thoughts in his head at this time, but he just attacked Zhang Heng with one punch faster than one punch, but it was unbelievable that his stormy attack was let by the other party.

"Huh?" The eyes of the old man watching the battle also flashed with a look of surprise, and it was the first time he had seen such a flexible pace, even if it was a professional boxer, it was difficult for even a professional fighter to do it, because this was not something that could be achieved by simple training, and it also required a lot of actual combat experience.

"Are you done? I'm going to make a move when I'm done. After Zhang Heng dodged another round of attacks from the sandbag man, he finally spoke.