On the morning of the 22nd, agent Roger Phillip came to Detroit and brought him a strength trainer directly to his home.

"Zhou, this is Hughes Swilton, 36 years old, master's degree, has been engaged in physical and strength training for 4 years, I think he has a very good level, at least first-class, but he doesn't have a well-known client, so he hasn't made a name for himself yet, you can try him." Philip introduced.

"Hello, Mr. Swilton, please be seated."

"Hello, Zhou, you can call me Hughes."

"You talk first, I'll make coffee."

After the two of them greeted each other, Philip went to the kitchen.

After Swilton sat down, Zhou Quan sat on the sofa opposite and asked seriously: "Hughes, my current requirements for strength training are to increase the strength of the lower limbs, the main purpose is to strengthen speed and jumping, as well as agility. By the way, I also hope that the increase in the strength of the lower limbs can strengthen the protection of the joints of the lower limbs.

My upper limb strength can be reduced a bit, the overall tonnage can be reduced to 90 kg, can you do it? ”

Swilton said very sincerely: "Zhou, Mr. Philip has already talked to me about your requirements, I have considered them, I can do these requirements, I have the ability, please believe me." Actually, these are not very demanding, and I can do better.

For example, core strength, which you didn't mention, but only by increasing core strength, your overall strength can be better exerted. And the stronger your core, the less likely you are to get hurt. ”

"You're right, Hughes, I'm looking to increase my back attack, so the muscles in my back are also in the training program, and I want my back to be healthier."

"No problem, this involves core strength training, week, we need a detailed communication, and then I will develop a detailed training plan according to your requirements, plus my suggestions......"

After some communication, Zhou Quan decided to hire Swilton as his personal strength trainer, with a tentative annual salary of $50,000.

This level is not high, but it is not low, the current per capita monthly income of the United States is 2,000 US dollars, 4,000 US dollars has doubled, and if Swellton proves his ability in the future, Zhou Quan will also give him an appropriate salary increase.

In addition, there are not many working hours, and Swilton can also pick up other customers, but it can't affect Zhou Quan's training.

At this time, Philip came out with coffee and said, "Zhou, I will get your training place as soon as possible, do you have any requirements?" ”

"Nothing else, just don't get too far from here." Zhou Quan said.

"Okay, that's no problem, it's a high-end community, there are a lot of fitness venues, we can rent a training room, it's very convenient." Philip laughed.

At night, the palace of Mount Auburn is brightly lit.

Zhou Quan drove to the arena and came out of the parking lot just in time to meet a group of Knicks players.

He knows some of them, the insidious and murderous locker room leader Charles Oakley, the silent awkward gorilla Ewing, the goofy John Stokes, the old brother of the human movie essence Gerard Wilkins, the big-ass Mark Jackson, the all-star veteran Vanderwich, and many more.

"Boy, what are you looking at?"

Seeing Zhou Quan standing there looking at them, Oakley also stopped, stared at Zhou Quan with a sinister look and asked.

"I'm Zhou Quan. Welcome to the Palace of Auburn Hills. Zhou Quan said with a smile.

"Iron Fist?"

Oakley was also a little curious, was it this kind young man who couldn't help but let people approach him break Ranbill's face and blow the postman's liver?

"Boy, why don't you go boxing?" He asked curiously again.

"Do I have masochism?"

Zhou Quan complained in his heart.

Whether it is the speed of nervous reflexes or the spatial imagination, he could not have been engaged in boxing before, and he would be beaten to death in the ring.

Even now, although the spatial sense has reached the full level, it is not possible, because his nervous reaction speed is still slow.

The NCAA's No. 1 executioner, being able to beat Ranbier and the Postman does not mean that he can stand in the ring against professional boxers, because ice hockey executions are fights, not boxing.

"Because I love basketball, it's a part of my life." Without hesitation, he said a lofty reason.

Oakley shrugged his shoulders and said in a warning tone: "Boy, I'm an amateur boxer, so give me a little peace, don't provoke me and my people, otherwise you will suffer." ”

Zhou Quan had an angelic smile on his face, and immediately said, "Okay, old bird, as long as you don't provoke me and my people, I will definitely not provoke you and your people." ”

Oakley raised an eyebrow, and it was not surprising that he could make a name for himself as the first executioner in the NCAA, and the man who could turn over Ranbir and the Postman, if he looked like a soft egg in front of him, he would definitely suspect that this was a fake iron fist.

But he asked curiously, "What if we provoke you?" ”

Zhou Quan still maintained a gentle smile on his face, but said with a sharp sword: "Then I hope you can fight better than the postman, and don't be knocked down by my punch." Don't be like that soft ass of Ranbir and don't dare to fight me alone. ”

Oakley's face twitched wildly, he was sure that this was definitely a licensed product, not a parallel import, a real iron fist, not a fake iron fist.

"Boy, don't think that if you overturn those two guys, you think how good you can fight, those two guys are shelf. Ruthless is ruthless enough, black is black enough, but will they fight? ”

He snorted coldly, and the fierceness in his eyes became intense.

As one of the four villains, he wouldn't allow a rookie to be presumptuous in front of him, even if it was a rookie who had overturned Ranbir and the Postman.

"Charles, let me teach him a lesson."

A door panel stood up aggressively and shouted.

"You are?"

Zhou Quan looked at the man on the door panel curiously.

A muscular hunk of about two meters, his thigh-thick arms are not half a minute thinner than the postman, he belongs to the kind of person who can run a horse on his arm, the shoulder width is wider than him, the whole person is the same as the door panel, the body shape is somewhat similar to him, he is also this kind of door panel body, but it is a few laps bigger than him, and it is not as strong as words.

To be honest, this kind of figure is not good-looking, he doesn't like his door panel body, his shoulders are too wide, and he looks shorter and shorter.

Seeing Zhou Quan's disgusted eyes, the man on the door panel was a little angry, why, can't you look down on me?

"Anthony Mason." He said angrily.

Zhou Quan nodded and asked, "Anthony, how do you want to teach me?" ”

Anthony Mason laughed and said, "Wrestle your wrists." ”

"Poof!"

A crowd of people behind Oakley burst into laughter.

Zhou Quan was also stunned, door panel, are you the Knicks who are in charge of being funny?

"Anthony, get out of here!"

Oakley cursed in annoyance.

Glancing back at Oakley, Anthony Mason shrugged his shoulders and stepped back indifferently.

"Let's go."

After Mason's interruption, Oakley didn't bother to make trouble and left with people.