My Star Girlfriend is Actually My Big Black Fan

The next day, Tang Ze took the bus to the Imperial Boxing Gym. His handsome face attracted the attention of the girl next to him. After Tang Ze got off the bus, the girls did not forget to take another look.

The Emgrand Boxing Gym is also famous in domestic MMA competitions. He is also a Titan in his hand. Among them is the 19th-ranked "Shu Shan Jue" Gao Shikang, nicknamed Destroyer, fierce boxing, and direct KO opponents many times.

In the "Attack Warrior" event, the top ten occupies three seats.

More importantly, there is another player on the hero list.

Tang Ze looked at the gymnasium in front of him, thinking that he was a professional boxing gym, and he felt very formal.

Walking up the steps, Tang Ze saw a young lady standing at the door.

"Mr. Tang, you are more handsome than the picture." The young lady laughed when she saw Tang Ze coming.

Tang Ze was a little embarrassed: "You are also very beautiful."

"Mr. Tang really speaks, are you free tonight?"

"No time, to train."

The young lady smiled depressed, it was rare to take the initiative once, but she was ruthlessly rejected.

"Why don't we do business?" Tang Ze suggested, not wanting to waste time standing at the door with a girl.

The little sister nodded: "Mr. Tang, please come with me."

I have to say that the young lady has a very good figure, walking in front of Tang Ze, twisting and twisting, the peach **** is very sexy.

But Tang Ze looked at the surrounding facilities. There was an octagonal cage for regular competition in the center, and there were some training equipment around. Someone was training at this time.

The room next to it is also very big, basically there is a ring training equipment.

"Mr. Tang, we have 15 signed players in the Emgrand Boxing Gym. You should know Duan Kang. He is ranked 13 in the Shushan Art. The following octagonal cage is where he trains. With Mr. Tang's strength, he should be able to be separated. Training." The young lady said and looked to the room to the side, where there was a strong man training.

Tang Ze nodded, it seems that strength is king here.

"I heard that your boxing gym also has a player on the hero list?"

"Yes, Shen Yuanwu is back to play in Hong Kong."

Tang Ze really wants to discuss with him: "Where are we going?"

"Go and see the manager first."

"OK."

Soon, the young lady took Tang Ze to the side of the octagonal cage. A fat man smoked a cigarette and sat aside to watch the training. Wearing a large white shirt, sweat had wetted his chest, and his stomach seemed to be cracking.

"Manager Wang, people are here."

Wang Li turned his head and glanced, slammed the cigarette out and stood up with a smile: "Mr. Tang, I didn't expect you to be so handsome."

"Where, Manager Wang is more handsome than me." Tang Ze smiled. The two shook hands, and the young lady curled her lips and left.

"Haha, do you smoke?" Wang Li asked, taking out his cigarette.

"Don't smoke."

At this time, the trained Duan Kang walked out of the octagonal cage, sweating all over his muscles, and feeling a rush of heat when he came over.

He was not at all polite, took one out of the cigarette case, and glanced at Tang Ze: "New here."

"Yes, I played well in the amateur games." Wang Li personally got angry and said with a smile.

Duan Kang took a deep breath of smoke: "Amateur competition? Pharaoh, are we short of people in the boxing gym now? Are we going to the amateur competition to find someone?"

Wang Li smiled a little embarrassedly. This Duan Kang in front of him is a treasure of the boxing gym, and he has a good chance of making it into the Champions League event. It is not an exaggeration to call it a cash cow.

"Although Mr. Tang is playing amateur, I think he has a professional level." Wang Li said with a smile.

Duan Kang took a deep breath of cigarette, threw it on the ground and stamped it out and asked: "How many years have you practiced?"

"Two years." Tang Ze replied.

Duan Kang chuckles disdainfully: "What have you practiced?"

"Boxing, Sanda, Jiu-Jitsu, Muay Thai, Wrestling, Taekwondo, Karate, Judo." Tang Ze said earnestly.

Duan Kang was taken aback, and then laughed ironically: "Pharaoh, you are looking for a decathlon."

Wang Li smiled awkwardly.

"Since Lao Wang asked you to come over, look at your skills, Dong An, come over!" Duan Kang shouted at the man who was training not far away.

Dong An stopped training and ran towards Duan Kang: "Is there anything wrong with Duan brother?"

"Go, teach the newcomer a lesson." Duan Kang said lightly.

Dong An glanced at Wang Li next to him, and when he saw the manager acquiesced, he shrugged: "Well, it's me again."

"Go, amateur master." Duan Kang sat down on the chair next to him, spreading his legs, looking very arrogant.

Tang Ze put down his backpack and took off his T-shirt, revealing his strong muscles.

"The muscles are well trained." Duan Kang smiled after seeing it.

Wang Li walked beside Tang Ze and whispered: "Dong An is a fighter. He is ranked 51st among the fighters. His footwork is fierce. You should be careful.

"It's okay, I can try."

"Then let's talk about it first. If something happens to you, the gym will not be responsible."

"Then if something happens to him, am I responsible?" Tang Ze asked rhetorically.

Duan Kang spread his arms on the chair next to him and said faintly: "The tone is not small, he has an accident, I will bear it, and you are not responsible."

Tang Ze didn't say anything, put on fingerless gloves and walked into the octagonal cage. He didn't even wear protective gear, while Dong An was wearing a head guard.

"I have beaten a lot of people, but I haven't played such a handsome guy. It's arrogant to not even wear protective gear." Dong An looked at Tang Ze who walked in and said in a deep voice, feeling that he was provoked.

Tang Ze jumped and said, "From the beginning of learning, there is no habit of wearing protective gear."

"This is the first time I have seen such a crazy amateur player. It seems that you have to let you know what a professional player is!" Dong An hammered his fist and took a pose.

Wang Li was worried that Tang Ze would be beaten badly, so he came to be the referee in person.

"Ending." Wang Li said toward Dong An, but did not say to Tang Ze.

Dong An just grinned and did not agree, but in his heart he wanted to give him a severe lesson, at least let him lie down in the hospital.

The newcomers have to learn a lesson before they know who is talking in this boxing gym.

"Start!"

Tang Ze stretched out his fist, but Dong An ignored it.

At this time, some players also appeared on the side to watch the game, and they were talking about it.

"Brother Dong is teaching the newcomer again."

"This newcomer is white, but looks like a little white face."

"500 yuan bet that the newcomer gets knocked out for one minute."

The people around immediately joined the gambling game.

In the octagonal cage, Tang Ze focused his eyes on his opponent, moving slightly, feeling that the opponent is worthy of being a professional player, a bit better than those amateurs.

Suddenly, Dong An swiped and kicked, Tang Ze frowned slightly, his leg muscles tightened.

There was a muffled sound.

Tang Ze took it abruptly, without frowning.

This made Duan Kang, who was sitting on the sidelines watching the battle, frowned. Dong An was a Muay Thai master. He was a master of Muay Thai. He was able to kick and bend the steel pipe. This amateur didn't even hide.