To say that this hands-on man is a real chicken thief!

In order to let Song Ziyu relax his attention, this guy actually talked to Song Ziyu so patiently.

This guy talks so much, it's just for a sneak attack.

The fist smashed towards Song Ziyu's head with a strong wind.

This punch is not small, and it is very close!

Song Ziyu almost got hit.

However!

What is the truth to this?

In the face of strong strength, any trick is superfluous!

The moment the man's fist fell, his face changed.

Because...... He actually smashed his fist on the cabinet beside Song Ziyu.

Hell yes!

Hell alive!

Why did an attack that was close at hand fail inexplicably?

The man thought to himself that even if he was Nunez, his eyes squinted into Nunez, he would not be able to miss at such a close distance.

But why?

Looking at the smashed locker, the man briefly lost his mind.

If you make a move, you are looking for death.

Of course!

There is a reason why men lose their minds.

Just because when he made a move, Song Ziyu sensed the danger.

But because the distance was so close, Song Ziyu didn't even have time to dodge...... After all, this body was too weak to push the limits of physics.

The physical body cannot break through the barrier, but the spirit can break through.

At the last moment, Song Ziyu interfered with the man's mental state, causing his fist to deviate fatally.

"I didn't expect that you thick-eyed guy would sneak attack me!"

Song Ziyu slowed down, grabbed the man's neck casually, and then slammed it towards the wall.

The man was horrified!

How strong the core strength of your body is, probably only you know!

It is precisely because of their own strength that they are qualified to select the participating teams into the company...... But with such an ability, he has no chance to fight back.

Before the man could figure out what was going on, his skull came into close contact with the wall.

On the spot, the man was dizzy and died.

"Grandma's, it's not good to learn anything, it's really an idiot to learn from others to engage in sneak attacks."

Song Ziyu threw the man to the ground like throwing away a dead dog, and then walked away.

Along with the man, there were broken tiles on the wall.

After the little episode in the locker room ended, Song Ziyu changed her clothes and came to the gym humming a song.

The gym that Red Spider has prepared for these mercenaries is not small, and it is very lively.

Dozens of men and women are sweating in the room, and they are full of energy and passion at a glance.

Song Ziyu entered the gym and was greeted by rows of neatly placed equipment.

These machines range from dumbbells and barbells to a variety of gym equipment.

In the gym, every corner is filled with the smell of sweat, and the equipment is crowded with strong men, who sweat like rain, work hard, and strive to shape a more perfect self in the exercise.

These big men who secrete too many hormones are really more energetic at this time, one is counted as one, all of them are riveting, and they are very high.

It's a big battle between men!

Everyone used their strength to feed, screaming and growling.

Of course, in addition to the men, there are also a few women in the gym.

These women have much better movements when they train, not only in terms of muscles, but also in a variety of movements, showing the femininity and strength of women.

In addition, there is a group of guys who think they are great gods, there are only a few of them, but they occupy nearly half of the air

Space.

Around them, all the equipment, except for a few women who dared to use it, all the others tacitly kept a respectful stay.

Obviously, these guys are the top of this group.

Song Ziyu just took a few casual glances in the gym and saw the ecological niche.

It seems that even if the company selects the personnel internally, the class and status are immutable.

On top of that, on the side of the gym, there is an area dedicated to preparing for special training!

Here, five or six sparring coaches are wearing professional protective gear and are training with one person.

The man was standing in the middle of the training table, attacking five or six instructors.

The man is about 1.9 meters tall, with a burly physique, strong and powerful muscles, and a straight back, as if it were an unshakable mountain.

Under his blow, even if these five or six sparring partners used all their strength, they could only defend it.

Seeing the man's movements, Song Ziyu couldn't help but squint his eyes.

Because!

This guy is probably the real master.

I saw that his legs were slender and powerful, and each whip leg could make a blast of air.

The man's angular face and eyes were blazing, and with one kick out, a sparring partner in protective gear was pumped up.

Seeing this scene, the man not only did not have any joy, but his lips were tightly closed and he showed a dissatisfied expression.

Immediately, the man attacked another sparring partner.

After a series of joint skill whippings, all the sparring partners retreated......

Just when Song Ziyu was admiring the lethality shown by this man, Zhang Lin's voice came from behind him: "It was this guy who teased me just now!"

Song Ziyu looked back, but saw Zhang Lin with five or six men surrounding him.

These men are all tattooed with dragons and tigers, and their expressions are quite unkind.

Song Ziyu looked at Zhang Lin and said with a serious face: "I want to correct it, you are teasing me, not me teasing you!"

Zhang Lin looked at the few men around him angrily, and then said, "If any of you can help me beat him, I will let whoever sleeps with me tonight!"

As soon as these words came out, several men were eager to try.

"This kind of thing, don't rob me, let me come!"

First, a man came out of the crowd, showing off the large muscles on his body, and then walked towards Song Ziyu and said, "Boy, although we have no grievances, but if you want to blame you for messing with someone who shouldn't be provoked, you honestly let me beat you, I promise not to beat you to death!"

While talking, the man made a move!

An iron fist hit Song Ziyu.

It has to be said that this man's arms are amazingly thick.

However, the man obviously didn't make a dead hand, and he just wanted to defeat Song Ziyu with his punch.

However, in the eyes of everyone in the gym, it was enough to hit Song Ziyu.

After all, in front of a group of men with male dog waists, the emaciated Song Ziyu is not even a thin dog!

Just when everyone was laughing, just when everyone thought that Zhang Lin had found a bed tie again tonight, an accident happened.

For some reason, the big man who punched suddenly fainted and fell to the ground, and he couldn't get up.