End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

The process of buying groceries and drinks was quick. Russell sent the order before going out, and when he arrived by car, the things were ready.

Check the goods, count points, get on the car, pay the money, and give out a cigarette to brag with the boss, and the one-month inventory will be done. Unless a certain drink is selling well, he needs to make another trip in the mid-term, but this rarely happens. He has a rough idea of ​​the consumption since he took over the apartment building.

On the way home, Russell diverted to a gymnasium in the city center. During the period when he broke up with him, he often came here for recreation, and he didn't come here often when he changed jobs as a landlord.

Gymnasiums are aimed at the public, with relatively low levels of hardware and software, and most of the equipment is treadmills, rowing machines, exercise bikes, dumbbells, barbells, etc.

Very ordinary, but very popular, because aerobics and yoga classes are a highlight, attracting many wolf friends. Although they claim to be fitness enthusiasts and argue for it, their features such as watching but not exercising, never sweating, and loose pants still expose their wretched sexuality.

For Russell's current physique, the gym is on the same level as a play house. He came here because there was a fighting club next door. The club was still under renovation at the time, and it should have opened by now.

Since it is a fighting club, the equipment and facilities must be more professional than the gymnasium. Russell decided to take a look first. If it is suitable, he will get a membership card and come back often in the future.

The fighting club is located on the tenth floor of the building. Russell went through the formalities and went to the locker room to change. His chest muscles are not very large, his figure is not an inverted triangle, and his body fat content is not as low as that of professional athletes, but he is superior in his overall smooth lines, solid leg muscles, clear back muscles, and extremely eye-catching serratus anterior muscles.

He looks thin when he is dressed, and he is fleshy when he is undressed. It is difficult to see that he is in good shape!

It happened that the coach of a club was also in the locker room. This is an experienced coach. He could tell at a glance that Russell had practiced. In order to prevent the little sheep with zero foundation from being hit, he immediately raised Russell's client level and took him to the amateur player area. .

Yes, there are only amateur players, there are no professional players, and even the word amateur is a bit elevated, and it is more appropriate to describe it as a hobby and enthusiast.

Russell chatted with the coach for a few words, and only then did he have a little understanding of the club's situation.

Fighting clubs open their doors to do business, and the purpose of the boss is naturally to make money, such as "I personally like the sport of fighting very much, and the shop is not for making money, but for promoting to the public and letting more people know about this sport." , It is purely self-deception, the purpose of opening a store is to make money, and the purpose is quite clear.

Fighting is hard to make money because it's not for the masses, but it's not unattractive either. In the eyes of ordinary people, the word "fighting" is very high-end, giving people a feeling of ignorance. While they think it is dangerous, they can't help but feel curious.

How to capture the curiosity of customers and cultivate them into hobbies and habits is particularly important. If you follow the professional approach, then I'm sorry, the customers will disappear the next day. They come here to sweat, exercise, vent... and brag and chat.

To put it bluntly, it is to relieve pressure, not to seek abuse!

Compared with being a boxing champion, ordinary people want to be more practical. They want to learn two ways of self-defense, or it is purely for pretending. As for how to play the game, which part of the game has a high score, which coach has a gold belt, they have no interest at all, and those things are too far away from them.

In order to attract customers, the coaches of the club mainly teach some simple and beautiful fighting skills, or aerobics derived from real fighting, which are very popular among young users, and this is exactly the fighting they want.

Can keep fit, can be plastic, and can be handsome!

This is why the club seems to be large in size, but it is all amateurs.

"In fact, our main client is the police force..." the coach said proudly: "It's still early, and our big client will come in the afternoon or evening.

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The coach looked around, approached Russell, and whispered, "Our boss has connections in the police force, so we don't have to worry about not having high-end clients. Those cops are full of energy, and...willing to spend money!"

Russell: "..."

The coach blew a few more words with Russell, and seeing that he didn't speak much, he began to help him with warm-up exercises.

Russell pressed his legs, stretched his waist and started to play with the barbell, and then the bench press, but these had no effect. The coach groaned and groaned and coached him for a long time, and he was exhausted, but Russell was still cold.

"Brother, yes!"

Seeing that Russell was not flushed and out of breath, holding two dumbbells as if he was playing, he led him to the octagonal cage. The other side of the ring was occupied, and a few beautiful girls were playing unrestricted fighting... It's an exaggeration to say so, but in fact, it was just a hahaha punch, and then rolled all over the ground. They don't care about the rules, as long as they are happy.

There is also a group of people watching, all of them are men. Whenever a girl hugs and falls to the ground, they will make a destined to be harmonious laughter.

Putting on the armor, the coach also knew that Russell was not a rookie, so he emphasized some rules and directly began to test Russell's level. According to the coach, he had also played games before and won rankings, but he couldn't reach the top level, so he switched to coaching.

"Attention, I will kick the right side, pay attention to block!"

The two stood still, the coach gave a hint, and approached Russell with small steps. His expression was very focused, and the rhythm of his footsteps was not an amateur. The moment he got close, he raised his leg and kicked Russell's armor on his right arm.

Boom!

Russell blocked it easily. To be honest, he felt that practicing dumbbells was more effective than this, but the coach was so serious, he was not easy to hit others.

"It's your turn this time, use the foot you are most used to, just kick it over, don't be afraid of hurting me!"

The coach made a defensive posture, moved his feet slightly and changed his position. Seeing Russell's shoulder, he judged that it was a right kick, and quickly raised his arm to parry.

This kick was right on the armor, the coach nodded secretly, the posture was very ornamental. And in the next second, huge force came along his arm, his feet went limp, and he hit the octagonal cage directly.

who I am? where am I? What just happened? Could it be that I fell asleep?

The lying coach looked confused. He knew that he had met a master, but he was not angry. It could be seen that Russell was merciful and had no intention of hurting anyone. He stood up and smiled, first jumped a few steps on the spot, and then attacked Russell.

A high sweep kicked directly towards Russell's shoulder, with a strong sense of speed, strength, and rhythm, but Russell easily blocked it.

The coach nodded to Russell, motioning for him to attack, but Russell shook his head and refused, putting on a defensive stance. The coach was also polite, striding forward and punching, the punch was very fast...it was still blocked.

In the next minute, the coach no longer held back his hands, and used all the skills he had mastered, uppercuts, leg sweeps, straight punches... a series of rapid and powerful attacks.

All are blocked!

Russell gasped for breath, the coach was already holding on to the octagonal cage, and he could see that the level gap was too big, and he didn't take himself seriously at all.

When the two left the octagonal cage, the coach asked enthusiastically: "Your reflexes are too strong. I have never met anyone more perverted than you. How is it? Have you ever thought about playing professionally?"

Russell shook his head, the coach secretly said it was a pity, but it was not easy to force himself, and he gave himself a step: "That's right, you probably don't need money, and your age is not suitable..."

After that, the battered coach went to the locker room to be depressed alone. Russell came to the equipment area. He wanted to know where his strength and endurance limit was, and started the crazy self-harm training in the eyes of others.

Two hours passed, and Russell didn't find his limit. Instead, he received several delicious business cards. A few girls came to strike up a conversation and left them before leaving.

Most of these girls are rich girls from well-to-do families. They come here to learn wolf defense skills. They look down on ordinary men, but Russell, who is very 'endurant', is different.

He is handsome, has a good figure, and has strong stamina. If he can't be a boyfriend, it's good to have a shot.

Sexy men and women, they don't think there is anything to hide!

Russell also thought so, so he took all the business cards. There were two girls who had trained their chest muscles very well, and they had reached the point where they could kill people.

After finally getting rid of the shadow, the coach who came out of the locker room with a forced smile, watched all this silently, turned around and walked into the locker room again, this time he also took a towel.

"Which one should start with..."

Russell was quite annoyed, and finally decided to start from B step by step and upgrade the challenge step by step.

No A, sorry for A!

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【Fighting Street Diary】

In the Pujie group, some people have just written tens of thousands of words, and they ask everywhere if they can cut if there is no short website.

I told him yes!