Chapter Seventy-Seven: Asking for Someone
The rest room of the group has been transformed into a martial arts training ground at this time, and the ring that was quickly built does not look simple, and all kinds of training equipment are distributed here in an orderly manner
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In the process of installation, more than 20 workers are installing large fitness equipment such as hammer pullers and calf lifters, which are being installed in an orderly and fast manner. In a short period of time, the lounge was converted into a gym.
In the middle of the lounge is a boxing ring, Qi Cheng invited four martial arts masters, who practiced boxing, taekwondo, judo, and Muay Thai, and these four masters were adapting to it.
For this meeting, Qi Cheng spent more than 10 million. It was more than double the salary he gave Wu Gui for a year.
Qi Cheng stood by the ring, watching the ongoing competition in the ring.
On one side was a boxing master, and on the other side were Qi Cheng's four subordinates, and the two sides were facing each other on top.
It's not right to say it's a confrontation, the boxing master stood in place casually, not taking the four of them in his eyes at a glance, and the four people standing opposite him stared at each other intently.
Qi Cheng coughed under the ring, and this cough was a clarion call for a charge, a signal for the start of the competition.
The four subordinates received the order, their eyes were firm, and they rushed towards the boxer without stopping, judging from the momentum, these four people definitely have the strength to see death as home.
It's a pity that the competition is not just about momentum, no matter how imposing people are, their strength is not enough, and they can only lie down in front of real masters.
The boxer couldn't block the punches that the four men threw at him, allowing them to hit him, and stood there as if he was being tickled, unresponsive.
One of his subordinates, wanting to perform well in front of Qi Cheng, clenched his fists, exerted all his strength, and hit the boxer's neck.
Bang, the boxer grabbed his fist, grabbed his arm with one hand, dragged the other over his chest, and threw him out.
Then he threw three punches in a row at the other three, each punch in the chest, knocking the other three backwards again and again, and finally leaning against the fence by the ring, kicking heavily.
As for the man who was thrown away, he was lying under the pillar next to the ring, also panting heavily.
None of the four were injured, but they looked a little embarrassed, and it would be nice to take a little rest.
For the sake of Qi Cheng's face, the key is the face of money, boxers are not heavy-handed, and in a society governed by the rule of law, it is also necessary to pay legal responsibility for injuring a person for no reason.
Pap, papa, papa, Qi Cheng applauded under the ring and said, "Okay, Mr. Zhang is really powerful, please take a break, there may be a tough battle to fight later." ā
Boxer Zhang Hongliang is the boxing champion of the province's underground boxing competition, and he has been the boxing champion of the competition for three consecutive years, and hundreds of challengers have been injured under his hands.
Zhang Hongliang's biggest characteristic is that he is strong, and the people who fight with him, even if they can beat him in terms of skills, as long as they accidentally punch him, they will inevitably be dizzy and unable to deal with them normally.
If he pursued the victory, his opponent could only faint under his fist, and he couldn't even give Zhang Hongliang a round of applause for his victory.
"Boss Qi, there are a few people here, I haven't had enough of it. Zhang Hongliang was doing chest expansion exercises in the ring, showing his strength between movements.
"I don't have so many people to let you fight, Mr. Zhang, let's come down and rest first, there will be a tough battle later, and I won't let you down." ā
"Director Liu. Qi Cheng stretched out his hand, and four more people got into the ring, waiting for Director Liu's fist, "I don't have much knowledge, and I ask Director Liu to open my eyes." ā
"Well said. When Zhang Hongliang came to the stage, Liu Jingwu, the director of Liu, expected this, and when he heard Qi Cheng's words, he was unceremoniously put into the ring and said, "Where is four enough, a few more." ā
Director Liu is a master of the sixth rank of the black belt, the head coach of the largest taekwondo gym in the local area, and his own strength is practiced little by little, unlike some honorary black belts or old taekwondo players, who have empty ranks but no strength.
Liu Jingwu is the age when he fights, and he also likes to learn from others, whether it is abused or abused, Liu Jingwu is very happy, what he likes is the confrontation of the flesh, the collision of strength and skill.
Therefore, after receiving Qi Cheng's invitation and hearing that there was a powerful martial artist, Liu Jingwu did not hesitate to come, regardless of victory or defeat, he wanted to meet other masters.
"Director Liu, it's good to move a little. Qi Cheng said under the ring.
The four subordinates, hearing Qi Cheng's words, rushed towards Liu Jingwu, and the fate of the previous four people was seen by them, only injuries, and not very serious, which gave them great comfort.
When rushing towards Liu Jingwu, the four of them were not afraid, and they were full of momentum, in order to have a good performance in front of Qi Cheng.
Liu Jingwu stood in place and waited until the four of them rushed to a similar position. Step with both feet in an oblique step, place your fists in front of your chest, step forward with your back feet on the ground, turn your body sideways into another oblique stride, rotate your hip joints to the left with your right foot, place your hands in fists at your sides, and bend your knees and raise your right leg with your hip joints as the axis. When the thigh is raised to level or slightly higher, the joint is sent forward and pushed forward, and the calf is quickly kicked forward and upward with the knee joint as the axis, reaching the tip of the leg and kicking the whole leg straight.
A standard forward forward kick was displayed from Liu Jingwu's feet, and the person in front of the rush immediately flew out upside down and collapsed to the ground.
Side kicks, one-legged kicks, are also standard to the extreme, simple three feet, and the other three lay on the ground without discussion.
The thoughts they wanted to show burst like foam under Liu Jingwu's legs, disappeared without a trace, without a trace.
Liu Jingwu maintained a standard standing posture on the stage and slowly returned to his original state, but unfortunately his set of actions belonged to the blind man who was flattering and threw his eyes on, and the people here did not know taekwondo very well, so it took a lot of effort.
Papapa, Qi Cheng took the lead in clapping his hands, although he didn't understand the doorway inside, but the four of them fell to the ground and were easily knocked down, but they were taken into Qi Cheng's eyes.
Qi Cheng's younger brother also clapped his hands, regardless of the four below, they didn't seem to have any righteousness at all, but what was it, they were all a group of people looking at money, and what kind of righteousness was they talking about.
The other three invited people stood aside and watched, no matter what they thought in their hearts, they didn't show any expression on the surface.
"Director Liu, please take a break. ā
"Well said. Liu Jingwu jumped lightly, crossed the side rope of the ring, and landed on the ground, giving the other three a defiant look when he left.