Golden Greenery

Seeing that Zhuo Yang was so excited, Detu had no reason to disappoint him, so he raised his legs and followed Zhuo Yang out, but was grabbed by Zhuo Yang again.

"Tu, I still can't believe it." Zhuo Yang said, "You think I can't beat him?"

"Can't beat it."

Even after confirming it over and over again, Zhuo Yang still found it unbelievable. "Then there's no problem for us to be together, right?"

"Xuan! So what, I have a chance."

"Holy shit!" Zhuo Yang was fierce, but he was not a mindless bastard either. Detu said that Cen Duo was almost at the professional level. Even though his judgment may not be accurate, it would not be too far off the mark. Even if Cen Duo is only a master in the amateur level, Zhuo Yang will definitely suffer a big loss if he goes there.

He scratched his head.

"Tu, how about I go back and call Kou Kou with me?"

Detu Fang was determined: "Great!"

Except for firearms, he is invincible. With Kou Kou's bow and fists, even if Cen Duo is Tyson, he is still a scumbag.

"No, no, no!" Zhuo Yang waved his hands repeatedly: "Kou Kou might kill someone if he takes action, no, no, no."

Detu: "..."

"Hey, that's right." Zhuo Yang added, "How about I call the eldest sister?"

Detu was elated: "That's great!"

Zhuo Qiu's Kung Fu skills were well understood by De Tu. With his eldest sister to help him, the two Zhuo Yang and himself were able to beat Cen Duo in a group, and they were sure to win.

"No, no, no!" Zhuo Yang waved his hands again and again: "If the eldest sister finds out, she will start a fight. All that's left is to go home and beat me up."

Detu: "..."

"Hey, yes." Zhuoyang had an idea: "Shall I bring Brent with me?"

Detu was overjoyed: "What a great idea!"

Brent Wilder is Zhuo Yang's bodyguard leader. He was born in the French National Gendarmerie intervention team Gign. He was once equivalent to the king of special forces.

There are real materials at hand. Zhuo Yang and Brent had a friendly discussion and were not rivals.

"No, no, no." Zhuo Yang's hand caught the wind and he moved it again. "Brent told me that he is a professional bodyguard, not a professional thug. He doesn't care if others beat me, but he doesn't care if I beat others."

Detu: "..."

"Hey, that's right!" Zhuo Yang had another sudden thought: "Call Scar and Meng Er to fly over quickly. Grandpa and Xiaozhu can forget about it."

Detu said: "Well, I'd better go on my own."

Zhuo Yang's face turned red with embarrassment: "Let's go ahead, let's beat that old guy to death. Otherwise, I'll be beaten to death by the old guy..."

The wind whistled, and the two figures' backs looked suddenly tragic.

Miguelzendo's home is not in La Finca, but not far from La Finca. The two-story building next to the hills along the road feels very similar to Zhuoyang's home in Hannover.

The front yard of the house was very small, far less vast than the front yard of Zhuo Yang's Crystal Palace. Zhuo Yang and De Tu rang the doorbell vigorously at the gate of the high fence, looking menacing like two gangsters extorting protection money.

Cendo walked out of the house, but didn't come to open the door.

"What are you doing here?"

Zhuo Yang crossed his arms and said, "Come and fight."

Cen Duo said: "Zhuoyang, I didn't ask you out."

Zhuo Yang said: "Are you afraid of being beaten to death by me?"

Cen Duo snorted and said, "If you want to be beaten, come back tomorrow! Tomorrow night."

Zhuo Yang: "Open the door!!"

Cen Duo: "Come tomorrow."

Zhuo Yang raised his chin: "Believe it or not, I demolished the wall of this broken courtyard?"

Cen Duo: "I don't believe it."

"Okay, just wait." Zhuo Yang took out his cell phone and started dialing. "I'll call Lafayette right now and ask him to send the sports city construction team over. If you can't dig a river in front of Gouri's house, I'll tell you..."

Cen Duo trotted away: "I'll drive, I'll drive..."

Zhuo Yang knew clearly that Cen Duo secretly approached De Tuyue, clearly because he was afraid that the club would find out.

Players are the club's luxury assets, especially star players. They are all like living ancestors. Are you a broken assistant coach? Therefore, Cen Duo, who couldn't swallow this breath, could only find Detu in private, who was thick-skinned, honest and had a tight tongue.

If you dare to harass Kaka, Young Master Jade will take you directly to Lafayette to sue your parents. His innocent face is easier than any reason.

Looking for Zhuo Yang? Believe it or not, your beloved worth 150 million, Lafayette will hang you on the Bernabeu flagpole to dry?

After entering the door, Zhuoyang didn't say a word. He just followed the familiar De Tu and walked silently to the backyard. Cen Duo looked around outside, then locked the door and trotted after them.

"It's not impossible to fight. We agreed to do it tomorrow, but not today. I'm old, so I can't fight just when I say it..."

The backyard is slightly larger than the front yard, and there are no flowers, grass, or trees. The ground is paved with large cement tiles and is very flat. Except for some flower pots, buckets, leather pipes, and a small football goal in the corner, it is spacious and tidy, and it is indeed very suitable. Fights.

Zhuoyang and Detu looked at each other, nodded, and ignored Cen Duo. Zhuoyang threw down his backpack, and the two took out things from it and started to prepare themselves.

"I really don't want to fight today. If I have to fight, I'll come back tomorrow..."

Zhuoyang and Detu took off their coats and shoes, put on knee pads on the outside of their sports pants, tied the Velcro fasteners very tightly, then put on ankle pads, tightened the arches and toes, and then put on their sneakers again, each buttonhole The shoelaces were all tightened again.

"Actually, I am a pacifist and don't like to fight with others. If I have to fight, I will fight once every two months at most. Tomorrow..."

Detu wrapped sports bandages on his hands, and Zhuo Yang took out special gloves.

He wanted to protect his piano-playing hands, but he couldn't guarantee that he would never fight with others, so Zhuo Yang specially customized a pair of fighting gloves that were unique to him.

Slightly thicker than Sanda gloves, they cover all the fingers and look much lighter than goalkeeper gloves. The ten fingers can be separated flexibly, which does not prevent him from using the grabbing technique of splitting muscles and bones at critical moments.

Wrapped in soft leather and built in ceramic mesh, that is to say, Zhuo Yang's gloves are on the same level as a body armor. After clenching the fists, they can protect the fingers and fists very well, and the two special gloves themselves are two A short weapon.

"I don't want to make things big, I just want to discuss things with the butcher. We both like to play a little bit, and let's come together for the same hobby..."

Zhuoyang and Detu began to move their bodies, and they were meticulous. Squat jumps, frog steps, shoulder and back stretches...

I don’t know if Cen Duo is extremely confident or something else. Zhuo Yang and De Tu are making careful preparations as if they are facing a formidable enemy, but he is only wearing cotton slippers and a turtleneck sweater without even doing any warm-up or radio gymnastics.

Zhuoyang and Detu were already running around the backyard. As they ran, they swung their fists with side hooks, raised their legs and stretched their hips, and shook their heads and flicked their tails to move their necks.

Cen Duo was still chattering nonchalantly on the sidelines, seemingly very confident.

The entire warm-up time lasted more than ten minutes. Zhuoyang and Detu felt that they were sweating slightly, so they stopped.

Zhuo Yang tightened the three wide Velcro fasteners on his gloves, and Detu also tightened the bandages on his hands.

After entering the Cen family, Zhuo Yang spoke for the first time: "Old man, our combined age is about the same as yours. So, is it fair and reasonable for two of us to beat one of you?"

Cen Duo: "..."