Hearing the inquiry of the girl at the front desk, Lou Cheng's mind turned sharply, and he said with a smile:

"I'm thinking about it, I'm selecting, can I go in and have a look?"

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If the so-called Dragon Boxing has distinctive characteristics and is different from others, and the strength of the martial arts boxer is not bad, he doesn't mind paying a sum of money, spending a few days here, and completing the competition in private, without destroying people's signs.

"Of course, I'll find someone to lead you in and give you an introduction by the way. The girl at the front desk replied with a smile, as if she saw that a business was about to be completed.

She picked up the phone and whispered a few times, and soon a white and thin young man came out of the gym and greeted him warmly: "Huaguo?"

"Yes. Lou Cheng replied calmly.

The young man in front of him was not vigorous, and his muscles could barely be seen in his arms and other positions.

"Just came to Cannes, right?" The white and thin young man looked Lou Cheng up and down a few times, and said with a smile, "The climate here is changeable, you have to pay attention, I forgot to say, my name is Li Zunping, I am a student and miscellaneous boy in the boxing gym, let's go in and talk, you can take a look around." ”

"Okay. Lou Cheng followed Li Zunping into it with great interest, visited the practice ground on the first floor, and the strength and equipment room on the second floor, and found that the pattern here is not much different from that in China, but the students are mainly foreigners.

"How about it? We are a very regular Huaguo boxing gym, and the strength of the coaches is also very strong, and a few of them have won the name of Cannes unlimited martial arts......" Li Zunping introduced him dutifully next to him, "Have you practiced martial arts before......?"

Listening to the other party's chatter and glancing at the bland fist and foot drills, Lou Cheng restrained his own excitement and replied with a smile: "Let me think about it again, do you have any promotional materials? Can you give me a copy to take back and take a closer look?"

Although the coaches here have practiced their fists and feet, they can also split the wooden planks and break the bricks from time to time, and the sound of crackling makes foreigners quite admire, and they feel that the mysterious Huaguo Kung Fu is really powerful, but for themselves, it is really boring, and the so-called dragon boxing seems to have changed the tricks of the force, and it is closer to the ordinary kung fu of the local physique.

However, refusal is also skillful, you can't just say that your boxing gym is a group of weak chickens, uncle, I can't look down on it, and using "reconsideration" to get out is an effective way in ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad.

"Yes, I'll get a copy for you later, I'll tell you, our Dragon Boxing Gym has a history of ten years, and opened five or six branches in Cannes, definitely not the kind that cheats people's money, our owner is called Zhu Hong, and he went to Nanyang after practicing martial arts, and he is not famous in China, you haven't heard of it very normal, eleven years ago, he immigrated to Cannes, combined with the martial arts characteristics and fighting skills of the three places, and created his own 'Dragon Boxing'. Li Zunping smiled and said, "The local martial arts field in Cannes is very competitive, and we can stand on our feet and not fall for ten years, and we can face many things." ”

Sounds legendary...... Lou Cheng's interest was aroused a little, and he asked with a smile:

"What about the Pavilion Master?"

Perhaps the characteristics of the "Dragon Fist" are not reflected in ordinary teaching exercises...... I can't be arrogant and blindly deny others......

"I wish the owner of the pavilion is a busy man, he only sits in each branch for one day, well, the day after tomorrow, Wednesday, he will come to us, you can come and have a look at it then, and see the real Dragon Fist." Li Zunping enthusiastically extended the invitation.

When the time comes, you will definitely be eager to join us!

"Okay. Lou Cheng smiled and nodded, accompanied by Li Zunping, took the information and walked out of the Dragon Boxing Gym.

He lowered his head and reopened Brother Gu's map to find another place to fight.

In an open-air café across the street, Smith took a sip of a bitter liquid, sometimes looking at the surveillance footage on his computer screen, sometimes looking up at the backpacker-like dangerous man.

Yes, real dangerous people!

Smith read through the information provided by Renee in detail last night, and had an unusually deep understanding of the targets he was monitoring:

That's the "moving high explosives"!

The tumbling waves of fire, the huge explosion, and the cold light that swam away all appeared in Smith's mind, and he couldn't help but let out an "oh" and scolded in a low voice:

"How can those idiots in the embassy who are full of in their brains give this kind of guy a visa? Why don't you just send him back!"

Knowing that he was just whining, Smith touched the small headphones, lowered his voice, and ordered several members of his group to change positions and make substitutions so as not to be detected by the target.

After doing all this, he looked up and looked at his target as he sipped his coffee and admired the scenery.

At this moment, Lou Cheng looked around blankly, and happened to meet his line of sight.

Smith's body tensed up, he didn't eagerly look away, pretended to be nothing, nodded his head kindly, and slowly looked to the side, just like every normal American would do.

Suddenly, he noticed that Lou Cheng had moved, walked towards the zebra crossing, took advantage of the green light, crossed the street, and seemed to be moving closer to himself!

"Damn!" Smith hurriedly lowered his head, made a gesture of drinking coffee, and cursed a little flusteredly.

He's not going to find anything, is he?

Should I get up immediately and leave the scene, or should I reveal my identity, make it clear that it is necessary to monitor the other party, and use legal terms to stun him?

In the middle of hesitation, there was already a figure in his sight, and Lou Cheng stopped in front of him impartially.

After brushing it, a dense layer of cold sweat broke out behind Smith's back.

"Smith, this is what every man who wants to be Spider-Man needs to go through, show your mettle!" he muttered, raising his head and calmly looking at the young man from China who was "marked with the word 'dangerous' in red."

"Excuse me, can you excuse me? Lou Cheng tried to make his smile amiable.

The moment the four eyes met, I decided to ask this destined person for directions!

He looks friendly!

Smith almost raised his hand and plucked out his ear, suspecting that he had misheard, and replied in a sneering manner:

"No problem. ”

"Uh, I'm a martial arts enthusiast, is there any famous martial arts training arena nearby?" Lou Cheng asked expectantly, organizing his language.

In the case of Brother Gu's map, he was not afraid of finding the way, but after searching for a long time, he had a headache in English, and he couldn't lock the next target.

Smith grinned, unfurled the lines of his forehead, and replied with a rather stunned smile:

"Mercedes Arena, Seventh Block, it's one of the important bases of the 'Gruka' fighting genre, base, understand?"

"Understood, thank you. Lou Cheng's mind flashed a certain name that he had found before, and he quickly determined the route on the map.

With a wave of his hand, he said goodbye to the brown-haired well-wisher and headed for the seventh block not far away.

Smith reflexively waved in response, and waited until the other party was far away before wiping his forehead, his hands covered with wet cold sweat.

"He just came here to ask for directions?" Smith muttered, "what is he doing in the arena?" he said he was a martial arts fan......

At this point, Smith's face suddenly changed, he stood up suddenly, knocked down his chair, and issued an order to his subordinates through the instrument:

"Immediately monitor the Mercedes Arena, mobilize the 'Skynet', gather manpower, and be on dangerous alert!"

A dangerous "warrior" of Huaguo, going to the fighting arena of the "Gruka" genre, can always make people have bad associations!

............

After more than 30 minutes, Lou Cheng walked and stopped, or looked at the map, or shared it with Yan Zheke, and finally saw the huge signboard of the Mercedes Arena, which was printed with the logo of the "Gruka" genre: "a fist clenching a trident", and the words Mercedes and other words were written below.

"This is it, much more luxurious than the Dragon Boxing Gym......" Lou Cheng happily pushed the door in.

The reception desk was a girl in a red dress with blonde hair and almost brown, blue eyes, and a strong figure, she was stunned, slowed down and asked:

"You're here to learn martial arts?"

"Yes, can I take a look before I decide?" Lou replied maturely.

"Absolutely. The blonde girl smiled and reminded kindly, "Many martial artists have a hot personality, after you go in, you must remember a few things, don't stare at other people's practice, if someone provokes you, pretend not to see it, don't hear it, please bear with the discriminatory words, OK?"

"OK!" Lou Cheng nodded with a smile.

After waiting for two minutes, a young black man with pigtails and a very hip-hop dress walked out, and when he spoke, Lou Cheng suspected for a moment that he would make a rap sound of "yo yo yo".

"Oh, a shy Asian boy. The young black man laughed, "My name is Brooke." ”

"Hello, Brooke. Lou Cheng didn't report his name, and followed the other party into the Mercedes Arena.

They had just walked a few steps when they were confronted by a behemoth, a strong black man who was obviously more than two meters tall, with exaggerated arms and shiny oil, comparable to Lou Cheng's thighs.

With a teasing smile, he glanced at Lou Cheng's "thin" arm, puffed out his terrifying biceps and said:

"Little boy, martial arts is not for you!"

With that, the bald giant didn't wait for an answer, let out a hearty laugh, and turned directly into another room.

"Don't mind, Olsen is just joking, he's actually a very nice and humorous guy. Brooke hurriedly explained to Lou Cheng, who was a little stunned, "Compared to other martial artists." ”

............

After seeing Lou Cheng and Brooke enter, the blonde girl looked out idly, and suddenly noticed someone jumping between the tall buildings like a spider.