Heavenly Master, I have a different world

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"Miss Wen."

A slightly dull voice sounded:

"What’s wrong with you?"

"If you are bullied, you can tell me Lao Hu. In Myron, no one can take advantage of Miss Wen in front of me."

Fang Zheng turned around and looked at the person coming.

This old Hu has a strong build, with extremely exaggerated muscle lines. The sleeveless vest that looks extremely wide to others looks like a tights on him.

This is what it looks like if your eyes are not good.

However, compared to the other party's enthusiastic protection of flowers, Wen Lei obviously didn't appreciate it very much. She frowned subconsciously and turned around to fiddle with the equipment:

"It has nothing to do with you."

"It has nothing to do with it." Lao Hu chuckled and didn't care. He moved his eyes to fall on Fang Zheng:

"Baby face, are you the one who made Miss Wen cry?"

Pretty boy?

Fang Zheng touched his cheek, but he was not angry at all, but more emotional.

Damn...

After all these years, I have finally been called a pretty boy, but since I started building my foundation in a hundred days, my skin is indeed much better than before.

"Do you know that Miss Wen is the goddess of Melun fashion? Where did you come from, or did you come here specifically to chat with beautiful women?"

As he said that, Lao Hu's expression was already a little unkind.

Compared with other places, there are fewer beauties in the power area, especially Wen Lei, who is the first one to fall in love with her.

Although the other party has always been ungrateful, he has never been discouraged.

"Boss Wen."

Fang Zheng shook his head, ignored Lao Hu, approached Wen Lei and said:

"Tongchuang is good, but it may not be suitable for you. Your boss, Manager He, is obviously targeting you. Continuing to stay is just a waste of time."

"Even if I make this business through you, are you sure you can go further in Tongchuang?"

"Heh..." Wen Lei chuckled:

"So Boss Fang is thinking about me?"

"Hmm..." Fang Zheng pursed his lips and extended his hand to indicate:

"I would like to invite you to join my company. Didn't you say that you want to start your own business in the future? You can come to my company to practice your skills first."

"Snapped!"

Lao Hu slapped him away, knocking away Fang Zheng's extended invitation.

"It turned out to be a rich second generation."

He snorted coldly:

"Ms. Wen, please don't be fooled by him. I have seen too many rich second generations, all of them uneducated and incompetent."

"When looking for a partner, you should find a real man like me!"

As he spoke, his arms were slightly bent, revealing his huge biceps, but a strong smell of sweat also hit his face.

"Hu Zhou, you've had enough!" Wen Lei took a step back and said angrily:

"This is my private matter and has nothing to do with you. Could you please leave!"

"Miss Wen, I can't just watch you be fooled." Lao Hu looked solemn:

"You don't know how many ignorant little girls have been deceived by this kind of pretty boy. Maybe he is not a rich second generation at all."

"I am indeed not a rich second generation." Fang Zheng spread his hands.

"Look." Old Hu said:

"He has admitted it himself."

Wen Lei clenched her hands, her delicate body trembled slightly, and her heart was filled with anger.

Lao Hu seemed to care about people, but in fact his behavior was extremely domineering, and he treated her as an ignorant little girl both inside and outside of his words.

Also like...

His ban!

As Wen Lei, whose goal is to become a strong business woman, she can't stand this kind of behavior.

"Miss Wen."

Lao Hu moved his wrist and said:

"Do you want me to help you drive them away?"

"Um?"

Wen Lei's beautiful eyes flashed.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly smiled:

"That's fine!"

Nodding, she looked at Fang Zheng again and pointed at Lao Hu:

"If you can get him to stop pestering me, I can consider your proposal."

"Oh!" Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows:

"Yeah?"

"Lao Hu... right?" He looked at Lao Hu:

"My friend said he doesn't like you pestering him. As a man, it's best to be polite. How about keeping some distance from now on?"

"Humph!" Old Hu looked gloomy:

"You are the one who pesters Miss Wen."

"That's it!" Wen Lei crossed her arms in front of her and looked at the two of them with interest:

"How about you two go to the ring and compete. If who wins, how about the other party agrees to the other's request?"

"Okay!" Lao Hu's eyes lit up:

"Miss Wen, if I win, can you be my girlfriend?"

"Impossible!" Wen Lei's face darkened:

"But I would really appreciate it if you won."

"That's enough." Old Hu grinned, twisting his hands and making cracks in his joints, and looked at Fang Zheng with an even more unkind look:

"Boy, do you dare?"

Fang Zheng was speechless and glanced at Wen Lei. When he saw her winking and looking like she was looking forward to a good show, he could only nod.

"All right!"

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"Someone is coming to the ring!"

"It looks like it's serious this time!"

"real?"

"..."

Obviously, even in Myron, people don't often use the ring, let alone hold official matches in the ring.

The actions of Lao Hu and Fang Zheng attracted the attention of many people.

"I heard that the two of them had a fistfight for the beauty's favor, but Lao Hu's physique took him to a great advantage."

"A beautiful smile is worth a thousand pieces of gold..."

"That man is not very wise!"

"Lao Hu used to be a professional boxer. Although he has now changed his career to fitness, he has not lost his previous foundation. That person will be in trouble."

"..."

Whispers rang out, and many people gathered around the ring to watch the excitement.

Regarding the two people who will take the stage, most people are optimistic about Lao Hu.

After all, compared to Lao Hu's exaggerated figure, although Fang Zheng is not thin, he obviously lacks oppressive power, which makes people less confident.

"Leilei."

A woman came closer:

"That man offended you, and you actually used Lao Hu's hand to teach him a lesson?"

"Sister Qi." Wen Lei said:

"It's just a trivial matter that makes me unhappy. In fact, it has nothing to do with him. It's my own problem. I can't help but lose face."

"Then you'd better be careful." Sister Qi held a cigarette in her mouth and said with squinted eyes:

"Once Lao Hu gets involved, he can't get rid of it like a dog-skin plaster. When his ex-girlfriend said they broke up, he beat her up and sent her to the hospital."

"So don't mess with him."

"This..." Wen Lei frowned. She really didn't know that Lao Hu had such a past:

"I will stay away from him in the future."

"Yeah." Sister Qi sighed:

"Lao Hu is usually very normal, but in fact he has a very serious tendency to violence. It's best to let your friend admit defeat early, otherwise if it gets into trouble... it won't be good for anyone."

"Ah!" Wen Lei was really panicked this time:

"No way?"

"Sister Qi, can you...can you ask them to stop now?"

"It's too late." Sister Qi looked a little surprised:

"Leilei, it seems you care about that person very much. Could it be that you are tempted?"

"Sister Qi." Wen Lei said anxiously:

"Now is not the time for joking. You should think of a solution quickly. If something happens to me... I really don't know what to do."

"Yes." Sister Qi lowered her head, thought for a moment and waved to the crowd:

"Xiao Fu!"

"Sister Qi."

There is a small character in the name "Xiao Fu", but in fact he is not small at all. He is more than 1.9 meters tall, with a strong build and a sinister look.

He's the kind of person who can tell at a glance that he's not to be trifled with.

Sister Qi signaled:

"What do you think of those two people on the stage?"

"How else can we watch it?" Xiao Fu said with a smile:

"Lao Hu is a professional player, and the two of them are not in the same weight class. The one who will inevitably get beaten depends on whether Lao Hu is in a good mood or not."

"No...it can't be." Wen Lei stammered:

"I've seen Fang Zheng do it, and he's quite powerful. Even three or five people are no match for him."

"Really?" Xiao Fu was stunned and looked at the ring seriously again, his eyes thoughtful:

"If it's true, he may not be able to touch it. Lao Hu has made his muscles too strong through fitness in the past few years."

"If that person is more flexible, he might have a chance of winning."

But the odds are slim.

Lao Hu is not only a professional boxer, but also a heavyweight boxer. The words heavyweight are not just words.

"What?" Sister Qi asked curiously:

"Will fitness affect boxing?"

"Of course." Xiao Fu nodded:

"Boxers use full strength to exert force. The muscles of the whole body are a whole, and fitness exercises local muscles. Although the muscles used for fitness are large, the strength between various parts is not coherent, and the hands will appear stiff when they are moved. .”

"certainly……"

"This is for professional players, ordinary people can't notice the difference."

"That's it!" Sister Qi nodded in understanding and said:

"Wait a moment and get closer to the ring. If something goes wrong, go up and stop him. You also know Lao Hu's temper. Don't let him go crazy."

"This..." Xiao Fu frowned:

"All right!"

…………

In the arena.

"Boy."

Old Hu flexed his muscles, put on his helmet and boxing gloves and grinned:

"Remember to speak louder when you beg for mercy later, I'm afraid I won't be able to hear you."

"Really?" Fang Zheng was noncommittal, looking at the other person up and down:

"My friend used to be a professional player?"

"That's right."

Lao Hu jumped on the spot and moved a bit:

"It's a pity that I almost died because I exerted too much force during the game, and my quota was cut off. I can only say that you are unlucky today, kid."

"That's it." Fang Zheng said clearly:

"Actually, I'm also quite interested in boxing. I heard that when you practice boxing, you don't train your strength but your muscles. There's also a saying that if your muscles grow an inch, your strength will grow a thousand pounds."

"Oh!" Lao Hu stood up straight, his face a little more dignified:

"Are you also practicing martial arts?"

"Muay Thai?"

"Taekwondo?"

"No." Fang Zheng shook his head:

"I practice martial arts."

"Chuanwu?" Old Hu laughed and felt relieved:

"Tai Chi?"

"Xingyi." Fangzheng stretched out his hand and assumed the three-body pose:

"please!"

"Yo!" Someone in the audience laughed:

"This posture is the hero Fearless!"

"What Huo Yuanjia, haven't you heard that Lian is Xingyi Quan?"

"Is there anyone still practicing martial arts now?"

"It's useless to have a good-looking posture, it's only useful when your fist falls on someone else."

"Hey..." Old Hu shook his head when he saw this, and then his face condensed, his eyes flashed with evil energy, and he rushed over with a swaying figure.

His steps are not big, but he is very fast. It is obvious that his basic skills are still there.

step,

Punch!

Li Li rose from the ground, twisted his waist and punched. The huge fists and boxing gloves were as big as a human head and could even block the opponent's sight.

Xiao Fu in the audience frowned.

Lao Hu has no energy left!

Ordinary people generally lack understanding of the power of professional boxers. In fact, a heavyweight boxer can easily kill a person with one punch.

Don't talk about ordinary people.

Even a professional athlete is likely to lose consciousness on the spot if he receives a punch.

This is no joke.

"Uh-huh!"

The figures in the field were shaking, and no one could see clearly what Fang Zheng had done. Old Hu, who was charging forward, suddenly lost his balance and fell forward to the ground.

"Strive to keep three points, you are trying too hard."

Fang Zheng turned around, looked at Old Hu on the ground, and said seriously:

"You are no match for me."

After all, he is a second-blood warrior who is extremely powerful. To start a fight with someone who is far from the first-blood warrior, he is a bit bullying.

"grass!"

Veins pulsing in the corners of Lao Hu's eyes, he slapped the ring fiercely, jumped up with a roar, made a whip with one leg, and kicked out with a sweep.

He had no idea what happened just now, but he could clearly feel his opponent's contempt.

Anger welled up.

Get even crazier with your hands.

Fang Zheng shook his head and also raised his leg to kick out, hitting the opponent's leg and ankle first.

"Peng!"

"Um……"

Lao Hu groaned and staggered backwards.

"hiss!"

Xiao Fu in the audience took a deep breath. He could see clearly this time. Fang Zheng's movements were simple, quick, and just right.

It looked like Lao Hu came looking for a kick.

Of course this is impossible.

It can only be said that the strength gap between the two is so big that the other party can gain the upper hand casually without using any force at all.

"ah!"

Lao Hu roared in pain and pounced again, but he threw away the gloves at some point.

When the punch came, he suddenly turned the back of his fist, spread his fingers, made a round mouth, turned his fist into claws, and suddenly grabbed hard.

catch!

The muscles and bones are divided!

This is the method used by the army to defeat the enemy.

The joints and muscles were stretched in an instant, and the extreme strength exploded. Even Xiao Fu was so frightened that he subconsciously wanted to jump onto the ring.

Let’s play Dafa!

This is not boxing at all, it is already a no-holds-barred fight.

"Um?"

Fang's expression darkened, a hint of coldness appeared in his eyes, he casually picked it up, exploded with strength, and threw Lao Hu completely away.

"enough!"

His eyes narrowed slightly:

"Don't make me do it."

"WTF!"

After Lao Hu landed, he turned over, put his knees together and pushed hard, and shouted loudly:

"Go to hell!"

This blow is similar to the flying knee in Muay Thai, and somewhat like the ape hanging seal in Chuanwu. All the strength of the body is concentrated on the knee.

If it hits someone, it will cause serious injuries even if it doesn't kill you.

"snort!"

Fang Zheng hummed softly, and his figure suddenly disappeared on the spot. He reappeared in front of Lao Hu, pressing one hand on Lao Hu's chest.

Collapse of energy!

"Peng!"

The clothes on his body shook suddenly, making a snapping sound like a strong wind passing by, and a burst of strength spurted out through his palms.

Lao Hu's body stiffened and his eyes bulged out.

The next moment.

He flew out directly, crossed several meters of the ring, and fell heavily to the ground.

After landing, he rolled his eyes and fainted.

There was silence.

Everyone was stunned.

"Really...really?"

"You acted...acted, right?"

"Fang Zheng!" Wen Lei jumped onto the ring, grabbed Fang Zheng's hand, and said hurriedly:

"Let's go!"

"Well……"

Fang Zheng opened his mouth.

I wanted to tell her that although the situation just now looked scary, in fact, she had saved her strength. The other party had some superficial injuries at most, so it was not a big problem.

But he shook his head and ran outside with Wen Lei.

It wasn't until the two of them left that there was a commotion in the venue, so much so that even Lao Hu lying on the ground was forgotten and ignored.

"Founder."

Sister Qi's surprised expression changed and she put her hand on her chin thoughtfully:

"Why does this name feel familiar?"

"Fang...upright..."

Her eyes shrank and her movements paused:

"It's him!"

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"Is it really okay?"

"It's okay."

Fang Zheng sighed:

"If something happens, I won't be so relaxed. If you are really worried, you can call back and ask to see if everything is okay."

Wen Lei looked suspicious, but she still called. I didn't know what she asked on the phone. After hanging up, her expression was obviously much more relaxed.

"actually……"

She pursed her lips and said slowly:

"It's right for you to talk to Mr. Lu directly. After all, you can't get 20 million from me."

"Yeah." Fang Zheng nodded:

"So, how do you feel about my proposal?"

"Fang Ci doesn't have many employees now, and the only one who is old is not very intelligent. I can rest assured if you come."

"I'll think about it." Wen Lei shrugged:

"I'll give you news in two days."

"All right."

Fang Zheng sighed.

Today was a disaster.

but,

He obviously underestimated the impact of his own actions. There was surveillance at the time, and someone even recorded the video. In just a few days, it caused a sensation in a small area.

…………

some where.

"Man Niu, come and take a look."

A muscular white man’s voice mentioned:

"Is the content in this video true or false?"

Man Niu stopped exercising, took a towel and wiped the sweat on his face, walked over and looked at the computer screen.

After just a quick glance, he shook his head:

"Fake!"

"Obviously special effects."

"I think it's fake too." The white man said with a smile:

"You can push someone seven or eight meters away with just a tap on your chest. Even you can't do this kind of explosive power. No... I should say no one can do it."

"Yeah." Manniu squatted down, picked up the mouse and adjusted the video, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes:

"Although the last one is fake, the first one doesn't look fake. This person's judgment of timing is very accurate and his speed is very fast."

"strangeness……"

"Is it a clip from some movie?"

"No." The white man shook his head:

"This is a video that leaked from Xia Doiwang. The person who uploaded it online said it was true, but no one believed it."

"Hey……"

"It's probably for traffic."

Man Niu nodded, and then took out his mobile phone.

What a coincidence.

‘Su Yan’s Great Beauty’ in the group also uploaded a video. The content is similar to what I saw just now, but the angle is slightly different.

"Everyone, I have asked about this video. It is absolutely true. Do you think how did that person do it?"

"Fake!"

The way of reincarnation of grains:

"I also watched this video. It can't be true. If it were true, I would stand on my head and eat shit!"

"It's most likely false." The Sword God smiled and said:

"I asked someone to ask. Although it is said that there were many people at the scene, it was more like a play performed by two people. It is impossible for people to do this."

"It's not impossible to push someone seven or eight meters away, but it explodes in an inch and the clothes all over are shaking. It's more like a scene in a martial arts drama."

"good!"

"That's my opinion too."

Several people expressed their opinions.

"Monk."

Beauty Su Yan was a little angry, @Fang Zheng, who said little, said:

"Come on and tell me your opinion."

"This..." Fang Zheng hesitated and replied:

"If you practice kung fu to the core and your qi and blood are strong to a certain extent, theoretically... it should be possible."

"Theoretically?"

Girl, please stay and send me a questioning face:

"Theoretically everyone can go to heaven."

"This video is fake!"

Fang Zheng was speechless.