The process of shopping for groceries and drinks was quick, Russell sent orders before heading out, and by the time he arrived by the car, the things were ready.

Inspection, counting, getting on the car, paying the money, and then sending a cigarette and bragging to the boss, a month's inventory is done. Unless a certain drink sells well and he needs to make another trip in the middle of the trip, but this rarely happens, and he has an idea of the approximate consumption of the apartment building until now.

On the way home, Russell rerouted to a gym in the city center, where he often came for recreation during the time of his broken love, and didn't come much when he turned landlord.

The gym is aimed at the public, the hardware and software level is relatively low, and the equipment is mostly treadmills, rowing machines, exercise bikes, dumbbells, barbells, etc.

It's ordinary, but it's very popular, because aerobics and yoga classes are a highlight that attracts a lot of wolf friends. Although they claim to be fitness enthusiasts and argue for this, they still expose their obscene moving cocks by just looking at their characteristics such as not exercising, never sweating, and loose pants.

The gym is also a grade of Russell's current physique, and he came here because there was a fighting club next door, which was still under renovation at the time, and it should have opened now.

Since it is a fighting club, the equipment and facilities are definitely more professional than the gym, Russell decided to take a look first, and if it is appropriate, he will get a membership card and come back often.

The fight club was located on the tenth floor of the building, and Russell went to the locker room to change his clothes after completing the formalities. His pectoral muscles are not very large, his body is not an inverted triangle, and his body fat content is not as low as that of professional athletes, but he is better than the overall smooth line, solid leg muscles, obvious back muscle contours, and extremely eye-catching serratus anterior.

Dressed thinly, undressed with meat, it is usually difficult to see that he is in good shape!

It just so happened that the coach of a club was also in the locker room, this is an experienced coach, and he judged at a glance that Russell had practiced, and in order to prevent the zero-based little sheep from being hit, he immediately raised Russell's customer level and took him to the amateur area.

Yes, there are only amateur players, there are no professionals, and even the word amateur is a bit elevated, and it is more appropriate to describe it as a hobby and an enthusiast.

Russell chatted with the coach for a few words, and only then did he get a little bit of an idea about the club's situation.

Fighting clubs are open for business, and the purpose of the boss is naturally to make money, such as 'I myself like the sport of fighting very much, and I don't open a store to make money, but to promote it to the public, so that more people can understand this sport', and other remarks are pure self-deception, opening a store is to make money, and the purpose is quite clear.

Martial arts is hard to make money because it's not for the masses, but it's not unattractive at all. In the eyes of ordinary people, the word martial arts is very high-end, giving people the feeling of not knowing it, and while thinking that it is dangerous, they can't help but be curious.

How to capture the curiosity of customers and cultivate hobbies and habits is particularly important. If you come professionally, then sorry, the customer disappears the next day, they come here to sweat, exercise, vent...... as well as bragging chats.

To put it bluntly, it is to relieve pressure, not to find abuse!

Ordinary people want to be more practical than being a boxing champion, they want to learn two tricks to defend themselves, or simply to pretend to be forced. As for how to fight, hit that part to score high, which coach has the belt, they are not interested in it at all, those things are too far away from them.

In order to attract customers, the club's coaches mainly teach some streamlined and beautiful fighting techniques, or aerobics derived from real martial arts, which is very popular with young users, which is exactly what they want.

Can fitness, plasticity, and handsomeness!

That's why the club seems to be quite large, but it's all amateurs.

"In fact, our main customers are police ......," said the coach proudly, "It's still early, and our big customers won't come until the afternoon or evening." ”

The coach looked around, approached Russell with his eyebrows, and whispered: "Our boss has a relationship in the police force, so we don't have to worry about not having high-end customers, those strips are energetic, and they are ...... Be willing to spend money! ”

Russell: "......"

The coach blew a few more words with Russell, and seeing that he didn't talk much, he began to help him warm up.

Russell pressed his legs, stretched his waist and began to play barbells, then bench presses, but these were no longer effective. The coach hummed and tutored him for a long time, he was tired enough, and Russell was still cold.

"Dude, yes!"

Seeing that Russell's face was not red and out of breath, holding two dumbbells and playing the same, he took him to the octagonal cage. The ring is occupied, and a few girls with good figures are playing unlimited fighting...... It's an exaggeration to say this, in fact, it's just heheha Wang Ba punch, and then hug the ground and roll, they don't care about the rules, just be happy.

There was also a group of onlookers, all men, who laughed in harmony whenever the girls fell to the ground.

Putting on the armor, the coach also knew that Russell was not a novice, emphasized some rules, and directly began to test Russell's level. According to the coach, he has played games before and won rankings, but his level can't reach the top, so he changed careers to become a coach.

"Attention, I'll kick the right side, watch the block!"

The two stood still, and the coach prompted, and approached Russell with small steps. His expression was very focused, and the rhythm of his steps was not that of an amateur, and the moment he got closer, he raised his leg and kicked the armor on Russell's right arm.

Boom!

Russell easily blocked it, to be honest, he felt that practicing dumbbells was more effective than this, but the coach was so serious, he was not good at hitting people.

"This time, change you, use the foot you are most accustomed to, just kick it directly, don't be afraid of hurting me!"

The coach took a defensive stance, shifted his feet and changed positions slightly, saw Russell's shoulder, judged it to be a right kick, and quickly raised his arm to parry.

This kick was on the armor, and the coach nodded secretly, and the posture was very ornamental. And in the next second, a huge force came down his arm, and his feet went limp, and he hit the octagon cage directly.

Who am I? Where am I? What just happened? Did I fall asleep?

The lying coach looked confused, he knew that he had met a master, but he was not angry, he could see that Russell's subordinates were merciful, and there was no intention of hurting people. He stood up and smiled, first taking a few small steps in place, and then attacking Russell.

A high kick swept directly to Russell's shoulder, with a strong sense of speed, power, and rhythm, but was easily blocked by Russell.

The coach nodded at Russell and motioned for him to attack, but Russell shook his head and refused, putting on a defensive stance. The coach was not polite, and strode forward to sprint and punch, and the punch speed was very fast...... Still blocked.

For the next minute, the coach stopped holding his hands and used all the skills he had mastered, hooks, kicks, and straight punches...... A series of offensives was swift and powerful.

All blocked!

Russell didn't breathe, the coach was already holding the octagonal cage, he could see that the level gap was too big, and people didn't take themselves seriously at all.

When the two left the octagon, the coach asked enthusiastically: "Your reflexes are too strong, I haven't met anyone more perverted than you, how about it, have you ever thought about playing professionally?" ”

Russell shook his head, and the coach secretly said that it was a pity, but it was not easy to force himself, and he gave himself a step: "That's right, you look like you're not short of money, and your age is not appropriate......"

After that, the battered coach went to the locker room to be depressed alone, and Russell came to the equipment area, where he wanted to know where his strength and endurance ceiling was, and began what was seen as a self-harm madness.

Two hours passed, and Russell didn't find his limit, but instead received several fragrant business cards, and a few girls came to talk to them, and left them when they left.

Most of these girls are rich girls from well-off families, and they come here to learn wolf prevention techniques, and they don't look down on ordinary men, but Russell, who is very 'endurant', is different.

is handsome, has a good figure, has strong stamina, can't be a boyfriend, and it's good to have a shot.

Men and women who eat color, they don't think there's anything to hide!

Russell also thought so, so he took all the business cards, and there were two girls in it who had very good chest muscles, and they had reached the point where they could trap people, and they had to ask for two tricks.

The coach who finally got out of the shadows and forced a smile to come out of the locker room, watched all this silently, turned around and walked into the locker room again, this time he also took a towel.

"Which one should I start with......?"

Russell was quite annoyed, and finally decided to start with B and gradually escalate the challenge.

If you don't have A, you can't afford A!

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【Street Diary】

In the street group, some people just wrote tens of thousands of words, and they asked everywhere if they could cut it without standing short.

I told him, yes!