Forward, pass through a large area of light.

In this area of light, a lot of people gathered.

On the far left is a large group of middle-aged and elderly women, they are lined up in more than a dozen rows, and the "Big Apple" music is playing in the super loud stereo, which is loud and deafening, and hundreds of people are singing together to make uniform movements.

Li Qing quickened his pace, hurriedly escaped from this area, and continued to move forward, there were areas for pas de deux, cha cha, opera, and hip-hop skating.

Li Qing didn't stop and reached the last area. It's not as noisy as it was before, but it's crowded around a lot of people.

These people gathered in the light, and from time to time there were cheers.

Li Qing looked over there. Although most of these people are men, there are also many women, and most of them are young women. These people gathered in a small circle, and in the middle of the circle, there were two people, who were sparring.

"Huh?" Li Qing frowned and looked at a middle-aged strong man in the middle of the circle, "That's ...... Old Li Tou?"

Sure enough, under the light, Lao Li was wearing a red boxing helmet, his hands were wearing red boxing gloves, his arms were raised, protecting his face and chin, and his eyes were staring at his opponent, his feet were very flexible, dodging left and right.

The other was a tall man in his twenties, but he didn't wear a helmet protector and just a pair of boxing gloves on his hand.

This young man kept attacking with both fists, but Lao Li Tou was nimble, and out of ten punches, it would be good to be able to hit Lao Li Tou with one punch.

Old Li Tou was nimble and still had some strength to spare, while the young man was already out of breath.

"Huh?" Li Qing looked at it for a while, saw the doorway, and smiled unconsciously in his heart.

This old Li Tou sometimes deliberately slowed down and let the young man punch one or two, and when the young man hit each punch, the crowd rang out with a burst of cheers.

The two of them are in the circle, you advance and I retreat, and the crowd watching the battle is also watching.

Li Qing shook his head helplessly.

"Dangdangdang......"

Suddenly, a brass bell rang on the side.

Time's up.

The young man was panting, gasping for breath, and unhooked his fist gloves a little stupidly, with a slightly regretful expression on his face.

"Little brother has good physical fitness, and his punches are like the wind, and the landing point of each punch is very accurate, if I hold on a little longer, I won't be able to hold on!" Lao Li Tou also took off his boxing gloves and gave the young man a thumbs up.

"Yes, yes, this young man has a good talent, and he has a good sense of rhythm in his punches!" The one who rang the bell just now was with Lao Li Tou, who looked to be forty or fifty years old, and he also nodded affirmatively at the young man.

When the young man heard the compliment, he immediately smiled, and paid for it very happily.

2 minutes, 50 bucks. A green ticket is stored in a special tin box.

Seeing this, Li Qing couldn't help but smile slightly.

Next, come up a girl.

This girl looked to be in her twenties, but her brows were slightly locked, and she seemed to be very unhappy.

"This girl is like a white-collar worker!" Li Qing's eyes flashed, and she immediately saw her identity from her words and deeds.

Spending money to beat people is not necessarily purely for boxing or fun, many people do it to relieve stress.

For example, being murdered by the boss, scolded by the customer, forced to marry by the parents, etc.

Especially urban white-collar workers, there is a lot of pressure in work and life, and the pressure is too great, so they need to vent it in time. If the pressure is not vented, people will be easy to get sick if they hold it.

"I can't fight in two minutes, I'll fight in one minute!" the girl put on her gloves and waved her arms a few times.

"Yes, 30 pieces a minute. The old man who rang the bell replied.

The girl nodded.

"When ......"

The bell rings.

The girl rushed up in a few steps.

"Papapa......" raindrop-like fists fell on Lao Li's chest and abdomen.

Lao Li Tou stabbed his head and let the girl hammer him.

"Bang Bang ......"

Li Qing smiled slightly, "Sure enough!"

I saw that the girl was beating and began to yell and scream, and after more than ten seconds, she began to cry while beating, and finally, she finally finished venting, and she had no strength.

"Dangdangdang......"

The bell rings.

The girl stopped, her face flushed.

"Master, I'm really sorry!" After the girl finished venting, her brows also relaxed, and she bowed to Lao Li's head, with an apologetic look on her face, "I'm in a very messy mood, and now that I'm done, I'm much more comfortable!"

Old Li Tou and the old man who rang the bell glanced at each other and smiled. This kind of white-collar layer with too much pressure, Lao Li Tou has seen too much, so he doesn't mind.

"Uncle, thank you!" the girl took out a hundred from her bag, stuffed it into the iron box, and turned away. (To be continued...... ）