Hundreds of sparring partners?

None of them were left, they all ran away!

Zhang Li looked at Boss Hu speechlessly, and said with a wry smile: "Boss Hu, how tempered your boss's son is... Domineering, he can force those people to abstain automatically!"

Boss Hu: "........"

"Domineering?" Boss Hu shook his head and said with a wry smile, "Boss Song's family is the only one like him, so naturally he is very precious." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info but, Xiao Li, it's precisely because of this that Boss Song paid a lot of money, 1,000 federal coins an hour!

"One thousand federal coins an hour?" Zhang Li secretly smacked his tongue, a little delicious, "Heh, it's really a poor man and a rich martial artist! It seems that Boss Song is quite rich!"

Boss Hu smiled and said: "It's okay, it's just a small business, it's only two or three hundred thousand federal coins a month." ”

"Two or three hundred thousand federal coins?" Zhang Li glared at him in shock and said enviously, "It's really rich! My parents can't save so much money in their lifetime! One thousand federal coins an hour is indeed a drop in the bucket for them." ”

Seeing this, Boss Hu smiled and said, "What, you agreed?"

Zhang Li stood up and responded: "Nonsense, such a good errand, don't do it in vain." Okay, give me the address. ”

Boss Hu glanced at Zhang Li appreciatively, and directly sent a message to Zhang Li, saying: "The address has been sent to you, you can go yourself, I won't send you there." ”

"Di~!"

Zhang Li glanced at the information on the Zhinao watch, nodded and said, "Okay, I know, goodbye." After speaking, Zhang Li walked out of the store directly.

Boss Hu looked at Zhang Li's back, smiled slightly, and said, "First-class martial apprentice? Eighteen-year-old first-class martial apprentice? Alas, it's a pity! However, he should be able to resist the fight!"

Turning around, when Boss Hu saw the dishes and chopsticks in the sink, he was stunned for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "Alas, this kid hasn't paid the bill yet." Forget it, next time. Shaking his head, Boss Hu continued to be busy.

An hour later, Jiahua Community, North Gate.

"Di~!"

Zhang Li got off the bus, glanced at the luxury high-rise building community, and said enviously: "When will I be able to buy a house here!" Shaking his head, Zhang Li walked to the doorman and said, "Hello, I'm looking for Boss Song in Room 909, Unit 9, Building 9." ”

"Boss Song?" the doorman was a serious young man, standing meticulously, obviously with professional military training, he said stiffly, "Please wait a moment. ”

"Di~!"

The young doorman dialed Boss Song's smart brain call and said, "Hello, Boss Song, there is a guest looking for you." ”

"Who~!" A slightly angry middle-aged man's tone came from the other side of the Zhi Brain call.

The young doorman looked at Zhang Li, and Zhang Li responded: "Hello, Boss Song, my name is Zhang Li, and I was introduced by Boss Hu to Ling Gongzi as a sparring partner." ”

"Oh, what Lao Hu introduced? Okay, come in. ”

"Di~!"

The security door slowly opened, and Zhang Li walked in.

The young doorman glanced at Zhang Li's back, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, and he sighed: "Alas, another lord who wants money and doesn't want to die!"

Room 909, Unit 9, Building 9.

"Jingle bell~!"

Zhang Li pressed the doorbell.

"Click~!"

The thick security door was opened, and a middle-aged man in a cyan casual suit glanced at Zhang Li a little tiredly, and asked, "You are Xiao Li?" ”

Zhang Li smiled and said, "Boss Xie Song." ”

"Click~!"

The security door is closed.

Zhang Li glanced at the clean and tidy luxury room, took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the burning desire in his heart, looked at Boss Song, and asked, "Boss Song, I don't know, when can we start working?"

Boss Song took a deep look at Zhang Li, who was not dizzy, and smiled: "Come with me." ”

Zhang Li nodded and followed.

"Click~!"

Boss Song opened the door of the practice room and walked in, there was a little boy about ten years old wearing a silver practice room, he was practicing a set of boxing techniques.

"Drink~!"

"Hi~!"

"Ha~!"

Zhang Li was amazed by the standard movements of one board and one eye, and said secretly: "It's really hard! This set of boxing methods seems simple, but it is full of power, and it is very suitable for laying the foundation!"

Boss Song first glanced at his son Song Yuanqing and said with a smile: "Qing'er, you have a new partner." ”

"Oh?" Song Yuanqing stopped practicing boxing, turned to look at Zhang Li, and frowned, "How old are you, how many levels of apprentices are you?"

Zhang Li replied truthfully: "Eighteen, first-class martial apprentice!"

Song Yuanqing: "......."

Boss Song: "......."

Eighteen years old? Moreover, he is only a first-class martial artist? My God, is there a mistake! Boss Song and Song Yuanqing, father and son, stared at Zhang Li speechlessly, you are not as good as my son (me) as a first-level martial artist, you are embarrassed to come over?

Song Yuanqing said disdainfully: "Eighteen-year-old first-level martial apprentice? Are you embarrassed to come out as a sparring partner? I'm only ten years old this year, and I'm already a second-level martial apprentice, so you're too weak!"

A ten-year-old second-level martial artist?

Zhang Li was taken aback, and said secretly: "It's really worthy of being a child of a rich family, the condition is that you don't say it, it's amazing!" But he said: "Yes, I am indeed very weak, but it is more than enough to be your sparring partner." ”

"Oh?" Song Yuanqing and Boss Song looked at Zhang Li with a confident face in surprise, where did he get his confidence, pretending to be it? Boss Song thought about it, and still said: "That's it, since you're already here, you can give it a try, how about it?"

Zhang Li nodded and said, "Yes." ”

Boss Song smiled and said, "That's good." Okay, you guys practice, I want to go out. ”

"Click~!"

Boss Song walked out of the practice room, and directly dialed Boss Hu's wisdom brain, and asked: "Old Hu, you are not authentic at all, an eighteen-year-old first-level martial artist dares to look at me to send it here?"

"Haha, Boss Song, he's different, don't worry. ”

"Oh, so confident?"

"Nonsense, of course confident. Yes, he is a first-class martial artist, but his foundation is very solid and very durable, you just see. ”

"Well, let him try. ”

"Okay, then I'll hang up first. ”

"Okay. ”

"Di~!"

Boss Song closed the smart brain call, turned his head to look at the closed door, and thought: "The foundation is solid, durable?" I hope it's the old nonsense." After speaking, Boss Song sighed and turned around and returned to his study.

Practice room.

After Boss Song left, Song Yuanqing was still staring at Zhang Li like a little leopard, frowning and said, "First-level martial apprentice?, you are an eighteen-year-old first-level martial artist, you are too embarrassed!"

Zhang Li smiled and said, "Shame on me?" maybe." As he spoke, Zhang Li took off his coat and said, "Okay, can we start?"

Song Yuanqing frowned and said, "Are you sure, can you?"

"I'm sure. ”

"Okay, then I'm welcome!" Song Yuanqing said excitedly.

"Whoosh~!"

Song Yuanqing punched out without warning, the corners of Zhang Li's mouth curled, and the same punch was blasted out, followed by a bang, what was surprising was that Zhang Li did not take a step back, but Song Yuanqing took three steps back before stopping.

Song Yuanqing looked at Zhang Li in surprise and said with a smile: "That's right, I'm just a random punch, and I have more than a hundred catties, you can actually block it, it seems that you have some ability." Well, then, I'm really welcome. ”

Zhang Li smiled and said, "Please~!"

"Whoosh~!"

As soon as Zhang Li finished speaking, Song Yuanqing punched like lightning, punch after punch, almost three punches in one second, which surprised Zhang Li and said secretly: "It's amazing, it's such a fast fist! This guy should practice a kind of fast boxing, and ordinary people really can't stand it!"

"Bang Bang Bang~!"

Punching to the flesh, how fast Song Yuanqing punched, how fast Zhang Li punched, shocked Song Yuanqing more and more excited: "Haha, good! Okay! Okay! Finally, there is a person who can keep up with me, otherwise, you will be miserable!"

Zhang Li looked at Song Yuanqing, whose face was flushed, constantly punching and attacking, every time it was a head-to-head battle, and the speed of punching was getting faster and faster, Zhang Li was full of emotion: "This is the gap!"

"Bang Bang Bang~!"

Fifteen minutes later, the speed of Song Yuanqing's punches decreased, getting slower and slower, and Zhang Li's punching speed also decreased to ensure that the punches were just right.

"Whew~!"

"Whew~!"

"Whew~!"

Song Yuanqing stopped his fist panting, looked at Zhang Li who didn't have a drop of sweat in great surprise, and said in surprise: "You, are you really just a first-class martial artist?"

Zhang Li smiled and said, "Yes, I am a first-level martial artist, do you have any questions?"

Song Yuanqing opened his mouth: "........"

"Stomp~!"

Song Yuanqing walked to the rest table, picked up a bottle of first-class nutrient solution, and drank it bitterly, and after drinking, he smiled quite comfortably: "Haha, cool~!"

"Whoosh~!"

Song Yuanqing casually threw Zhang Li a bottle of first-class nutrient solution, and with a snap, Zhang Li caught it and said with a smile: "Thank you!" After speaking, Zhang Li was not polite, and drank it directly.

Song Yuanqing looked at Zhang Li, who had drunk a few sips of the nutrient solution, and asked, "The speed at which you punch is really fast, even a sixth-level martial artist is not as fast as you!"

"Sixth-level martial apprentice?" Zhang Li was stunned for a moment and said in surprise, "The master who taught you fast boxing before, he is a sixth-level martial apprentice?"

Song Yuanqing shook his head and said, "No, it's a ninth-level martial artist." However, he doesn't seem to be as fast as you. By the way, how did you do that?"

Rank 9 Martial Apprentice?

Zhang Li was envious and responded: "You can practice boxing every day, practice makes perfect." ”

"Practice makes perfect?" Song Yuanqing shook his head, "I've been practicing this set of fast boxing for four years, and I only punch three times a second, how many punches do you make?"

Zhang Li responded: "It's not much, it's just nine fists!"

Nine punches per second?

Song Yuanqing's eyes widened, and he glared at Zhang Li in disbelief: "......."