145 Next stop Haikou (middle)

On Sunday night, all the members of the Jiao Tong University Sanda Club drank happily, and by the time class reached Monday, some of them couldn't get up. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Peng Bo was also dragged by Yan Liang and others in the bedroom, and went out to celebrate with Zhao Bingyang.

Of course, in the end, it was Zhao Bingyang's money.

For these, Peng Bo's heart was a little uncomfortable. Although he is now working as a bodyguard, he is penniless, and he has to rely on his employer to invite him to dinner.

Of course, it is useless to complain about Peng Bo's troubles.

On Monday night, when the Jiao Tong University Sanda Club got together again, everyone still had the word "tired" written on their faces.

"Peng Bo, is your leg well?" Sikong Guang saw that Peng Bo did not have a pestle and crutches, and asked curiously.

"Yes!"

"It looked serious! Doesn't it matter anymore? ā€

"It's all right! Just take a break this week. Peng Bo patted his thigh and said.

"By the way, we're planning to go to the gym for the weekend, do you want to go together?"

Peng Bo thought for a moment, and then said, "No, I've just recovered, let's take a rest." Also, I have other arrangements for the weekend. ā€

"Alright then!" Sikong Guang said with some disappointment.

Peng Bo has been training with Sanda Club for the past few weeks, and they have all gotten used to it, and suddenly there is one less person, and it feels a little weird.

At this time, Lin Dazha walked into the gymnasium.

"Hello coach!" Everyone spoke out in unison.

"Hello classmates."

"Coach, you drank a lot last night."

"Coach, when are you going again?"

Everyone in the Sanda Club said with a happy smile.

"Are you happy to be in the national competition?" Lin Dazha suddenly said in a serious tone.

Seeing Lin Dazha's face change, everyone didn't dare to speak, and stood up one by one.

Lin Dazha glanced at everyone, and then said, "We have indeed achieved good results, but is this something to be proud of?" In addition to Yao Guang, Feng Dingyi, Chen Xiang and Peng Bo, have anyone else done anything? Are you counting on the four of them for the national competition? ā€

The audience fell silent.

Indeed, judging from the promotion path of S City this time, the players who can get on the stage in Jiaotong University Sanda Club are just these four people. But in the next national competition, how many of these four can still win?

"We have two more weeks from now." Lin Dazha continued, "In two weeks, we will fly to Haikou for a national competition. And in two weeks, I ask each and every one of you to be able to improve. Even a small improvement can help our team. ā€

"Got it! Instructor! ā€

"We're not going to hold back!"

"We're going to train hard!"

The people of Sanda Club also shouted loudly, expressing their determination.

"Good! Since everyone is so motivated, don't waste time today, warm up first, and run back twenty times! Lin Dazha waved his hand and said.

"Ahh ~" The crowd immediately cried out for bitterness.

"What is it called! The national competition requires the strength of each and every one of us! Yao Guang said loudly.

Just when the rest of the Sanda Club looked at Yao Guang, Feng Dingyi had already taken off his coat and started running.

Peng Bo also shook his head, and then began to run with the main army.

On the same night, somewhere in S City, a woman with a bewitching figure was moaning in bed.

A middle-aged Caucasian man with a big belly was shaking his ugly body behind the woman, panting and saying, "How is it?" Baby? ā€

The woman replied only in a series of gasping voices.

"Haha! I didn't expect that after playing with you for a month, this last night was a little reluctant. But I really didn't expect that after a month, you who were originally a virgin * woman were already so lewd *! ā€

The woman breathed a little hard, and just wanted to speak, but the man suddenly increased the frequency and intensity of the sensationalization, making her turn what she wanted to say into a charming cry.

After a long time, the heavy panting sound in the room finally calmed down.

The woman got up from the bed, wrapped her delicate body in a sheet, and made her way to the bathroom with some difficulty.

The hot water of the shower washes over the smooth skin, driving away tiredness and nausea in the heart. There was a hint of ruthlessness on the woman's pretty face.

The man didn't know when he walked into the bathroom again, admiring the perfect figure.

"What I promised you, I've done." The woman said as she took a bath, not caring that there would be a pair of pervert eyes looking at her outside.

"I'm really a little reluctant, I didn't expect the taste of oriental beauties to be so different." The man said with a wicked smile.

"What do I want?" The woman asked coldly.

"Humph! That thing? Tomorrow you come to the parking lot of the airport, and something will naturally be given to you. But I'm also curious, why would you want that? It was a failure, and at least thirty or so experimental teams had already declared it hopeless. ā€

"I want that thing, and it will be useful to me."

"What? Do you think you Japanese can solve problems that we can't solve? Don't forget, it's something we make, something that even the maker can't control, so be careful to set yourself on fire. The man said with some relief.

"Burn yourself?" The woman looked at her body and said, "That's what my body is for." ā€

"But you're willing to sacrifice yourself like that for that thing. Next time, if you still have such a request, baby, you can come to me directly. The man laughed lewdly.

The woman wiped her body clean, gave the man a cold look in her eyes, and left the bathroom.

Arriving in the room, the woman first lit a cigarette, then put on a thin dress and almost transparent stockings, and draped a trench coat over it.

"That's it? I remember you couldn't get out of bed all night on your first day, but now you've improved a lot. The man reached out again, wanting to touch the woman's face again.

The woman stretched out her hand and opened the man's hand, then said in a cold voice, "The deal between us is done. If you dare to touch me again, I'll just abolish you. ā€

The man looked into the woman's eyes and felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and couldn't help but shudder, and when he reacted again, he only heard the sound of the woman closing the door and leaving.

The woman walked into the elevator, and the phone in her purse rang suddenly.

"It's me." The woman picked up the phone and said.

"Inoue, there's a chance." On the other end of the line, a deep voice rang.

"Chief." The woman whispered.

"In two weeks, they will go to Haikou. You can set it up in advance. ā€

"Thank you, Chief." The woman's face was still the same, but a flame flashed in her eyes.

"Nothing. Xiong Erjun can be regarded as having an old relationship with me, and he can't let him die in vain like that. ā€

The woman hung up the phone and whispered, "Brother, I'll help you avenge your revenge!" Pengbo, I'll make you pay! (To be continued.) )