Top Of Boxing

At this time, Gu Bei was asked for trouble by Zhuang Zhou's group.

Has attracted a lot of people onlookers.

"Gu Bei was troubled by someone?" Song Siming glanced at Shi Qi in surprise, and walked over with the boxing club members.

In this training hall, there are not only free fighting clubs and boxing clubs, but also nearly 20 clubs, such as judo clubs, karate clubs, and taekwondo clubs.

These clubs all have an office in the student union building, and they usually go to the training hall to train together.

If it is summer vacation, there is only one boxing club in this training hall. Even if everyone in the club comes, the training hall still looks very empty.

But now that school has started and everyone has come to the training hall to train, it seems to be very crowded here.

In the crowd, a girl stood out.

This girl is wearing two thin twist braids, wearing a black sportswear, a pair of big bright eyes, a slender figure, a height of nearly 1.7 meters, and she is holding a mop and looking at Gu Bei's side.

Even if it was a serious Song Siming, when he brought the members and Shitian Gu Bei, passing by the girl, he still couldn't help but look at the girl more.

"Who is this girl, she looks pretty." Song Siming asked the members around him.

"My name is Su Manyue, and she is also a new member of the Free Fight Club. The Free Fight Club asked her to sweep the floor in the training hall." A member said.

"Yeah." Song Siming nodded and walked towards Gu Bei with everyone.

"President, the Great God Gu was bullied, should we help him out?" a member asked Shi Qing.

"Gu Bei, he will be bullied? His martial arts is the best in the world. It's good if he doesn't bully others." Shi Qing said angrily.

She was very curious about who was so courageous to provoke Gu Bei.

Don't look at Gu Beiping's gentle, harmless look.

If Gu Bei had a temper, he would not even pay attention to the heavenly king Laozi.

When everyone walked towards Gu Bei, Su Manyue held the mop in her hand and looked at Gu Bei quietly.

This is Gu Bei's tablemate.

"Boy, let's go to the ring, dare you?" On Gu Bei's side, Zhuang Zhou has already challenged Gu Bei.

Although Gu Bei was very low-key in school, he didn't speak much, and never offended anyone, but Zhuang Zhou saw him as unpleasant.

Just because Gu Bei is handsome, Zhuang Zhou is afraid that he will affect his position in the class.

Also, Gu Bei hasn't flattered him.

They are all students, and students cannot fight easily. In order to give Gu Bei some color, Zhuang Zhou provoked Gu Bei to go to the ring and fight him.

This is a fighting club. In addition to the most basic physical stamina and skills, there is actual combat in the fighting club.

As long as Gu Bei dares to fight, even if he breaks Gu Bei's leg in the ring, the school can only blame him for taking too hard, but will not give him punishment.

And if he can break Gu Bei's leg or two or three ribs, he will become famous in the school, and all students will detour when they see him.

"I don't dare." Faced with Zhuang Zhou's challenge, Gu Bei shook his head before going to the locker room to change clothes.

"Grass!"

"This kid actually confessed again, he said he didn't dare!?" A boy who was also in Gu Bei's class, he saw that Gu Bei had rejected Zhuang Zhou's challenge again, and he said loudly in surprise.

"Don't go!" Zhuang Zhou's eyes changed, and he immediately led the members to surround Gu Bei.

"Why, I don't want to punch you, you still have to fight me in groups?" Gu Bei looked at everyone with a smile.

"You are a handsome iceberg guy in our class. Many girls always look at you secretly. How dare we gang up against the grassroots of our Chinese department." Zhuang Zhou stiffened a little blessed stomach, using a teasing tone. Said.

"It's just to see you come to practice boxing. My humble vice president of Free Fight Club wants to practice combat with you."

"How about, let's have a fight?"

"You can bet something, if you win, I will give you an Apple phone."

"What if I lose?" Gu Bei asked.

"Just join our free fight club and be my sparring partner." Zhuang Zhou laughed.

His purpose is very simple. He just can't get used to Gu Bei's little white face. He wants to beat Gu Bei, and even often teach Gu Bei a lesson.

"President, he actually wants to challenge Gu Bei, and he has to bet something with Gu Bei, how dare you?" Song Siming's eyes were startled, and Xiang Shiqing whispered.

"It is estimated that Zhuang Zhou will be beaten." Shi Qing nodded slightly.

Zhuang Zhou's skills are still very good. He learned Sanda when he was a child and had to be the third runner-up in the city. He was known to everyone as soon as he joined the Free Fight Club.

Only Zhuang Zhou's ability can hit two or three ordinary people, and Gu Bei, a world-class expert, is not qualified.

"I won't fight." After hearing Zhuang Zhou's terms, Gu Bei immediately refused.

"What do you mean, think that an Apple phone is not in good condition? I saw your phone, and it turned out to be a domestic product. You are such a poor dick, and this young master can't impress you with an Apple phone?" Zhuang Zhou was a little disappointed and entangled. Gu Bei would not let him go.

"Yes, there are too few Apple phones." Gu Bei said directly.

After listening to the conversation between Zhuang Zhou and Gu Bei, Shi Qing, Song Siming and others showed weird smiles.

But not everyone is qualified to let Gu Bei take action.

Can an Apple mobile phone impress Gu Bei?

Gu Bei and Ning Yi of Haizhou University of Science and Technology were betting on luxury cars worth tens of millions.

"It’s you, an Apple phone can’t touch you. You poor dick is quite greedy. Well, let’s bet on two Apple phones. If you lose, you will not only be my sparring partner, but also give it to me." I also want to buy the latest mobile phone, I want the one with the largest memory." Zhuang Zhou only felt a moment of anger in his heart, and cursed Gu Bei with a swear word.

"What did you just say to me?" Gu Bei hated his mother who was scolded by others, and asked with cold eyes when he heard Zhuang Zhou swearing at him.

"I said, I bet on two mobile phones." Zhuang Zhou said.

Gu Bei looked at him coldly and said nothing.

He has been in a bad mood recently. If he didn't want to bully Zhuang Zhou, when Zhuang Zhou just scolded him, his fist had already greeted him.

"Deputy President, is this kid afraid of being beaten and dare not fight you? Otherwise, two mobile phones can definitely make him tempted." A member of Zhuang Zhou said trivially.

"It is estimated that there is no real strength." Zhuang Zhou was also helpless, he wanted to teach Gu Bei a lesson.

"Otherwise, add your position as vice president?" The members offered advice, "Deputy president, this can be regarded as a high official in the school. With this title, it is easier to find someone in the school than to be someone."

"Yeah, I called my long-distance girlfriend and told me that I was a member of the Free Fight Club. She looked at me with admiration." Another member said.

"If you take the position of vice president and bet with him, maybe he will be tempted."

"Gu Bei, then I will use my position as vice president to bet against you, do you dare to fight with me?" Zhuang Zhou asked.

"I'm not interested..."

Just when Gu Bei wanted to refuse and was about to leave the training hall, a mop suddenly flew from behind Zhuang Zhou and hit Zhuang Zhou's head heavily.

"I'll bet with you!" Gu Bei's tablemate Su Manyue walked over from behind without expression.

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