Chapter 1390 Competitors

Chapter 1489 Competitors

The man immediately shook his head, raised his head, and took a brave look at her. The sunshine outside the window was dazzling, but the majestic yet beautiful face in front of him was even more charming.

"I'm leaving, see you another day." The girl waved her hand and turned to leave.

"I'll see you another day..." The man waved his hand stupidly.

After the girl came out, she arrived at the parking lot. In the row of motorcades, the girl reached out and pushed the button of a military green off-road vehicle, got in the car neatly and elegantly, started to leave.

In the boxing gym, a young man walked out of the office. He looked at the beaten man and said, "You guys really can't even beat a woman!"

"How dare you say that even if you hire a beauty as your sparring partner, it's nice for your eyes, but you'll always be beaten into a pig's head by her, which will kill you."

"If you can get her as a sparring partner, that will be your lifelong blessing, okay? Only I can invite her to appear, because I am her cousin." The young man with a very handsome and fashionable hairstyle said, Said with a proud face.

"Master, you have to stand up for us men! Find someone to deal with her." A man said with dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"Do you think an ordinary man can take care of her?"

"Then please ask someone special! There must be someone to take care of her!"

At this moment, someone knocked on the big iron door.

The people who advocated martial arts who were chatting together turned their heads.

I saw a man carrying an oversized gift bag.

Then, the bright sun shines in, and the first thing that people notice in the reverse light is this man's figure of over 1.88 meters, wrapped in a tights of black clothes and black trousers, with perfect body proportions and His whole body exuded a sense of strength, and even his eight-pack abs were highlighted.

As for appearance, even before these men paid much attention, they were already jealous to death due to such a figure.

I saw the man holding a flyer handed out on the street and asking the crowd in front of him, "Are you recruiting short-term coaches?"

The clear and magnetic male voice is full of energy, making these men envious again.

"We're hiring! Are you here to apply? Come in and have a chat." The owner of this fighting arena, young Master Ma, quickly spoke up.

I saw the man's slender legs stepping forward step by step. Each step made the floor creak, as if he was afraid of him.

After this man walked in step by step, his face was clearly reflected in the incoming light.

If the figure and voice have reached the standard of a man's dream, then this face must be a blessing from God.

It's so unfair. Why are all the benefits given to this man? Why don't you give any of them to them?

I saw that the man was about twenty-seven or seventy-eight years old. He exuded the aura of a military king. His facial features were polished to be very three-dimensional. His sword-shaped eyebrows were unruly. Under the thick curled eyelashes, he had a pair of dark and deep ice eyes. As fierce as a tiger or a leopard.

He has a proud nose, sexy thin lips, and a smile at the corner of his mouth, but this man, standing here, gives off a powerful aura of being alone and proud of the world.

Just now, this group of people was thinking about how to find an opponent to fight back, but now, they have answers in their minds.

he.

He can definitely regain their male dignity and status for them.

Young Master Ma didn't quite believe that the man in front of him would actually come to him as a short-term coach? However, it must be profitable to have such a coach.

Seeing that he had become the target of admiration, the man raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you need me to fill in any information?"

Master Ma came back to his senses and said with a smile, "Come to the office with me! Just fill out your resume, there are no special requirements."

"Do you need me to show off my skills?" the man asked again.

There is no need to reveal this man at first glance, because his own aura is enough to make people believe that he is a god of war.

"No, I'm sure you're great."

"I only have three months."

"Okay, no problem, the salary is negotiable."

"Okay!" The man was also happy and followed Master Ma to the direction of the office.

As soon as he left, the six or seven trainers gathered next to him quickly started discussing.

"It's not fair! Why does he look like a trainer? Why is he in such good shape, but we have become so muscular?"

"That's right! The practice method must be wrong. Now I can ask him for advice."

"Don't you want to take a bet on who can win in a fight between him and Coach Ye?"

"Bet, I bet on him."

"I still bet on Coach Ye."

"Okay, bet, one hundred yuan."

A group of men were fine and started playing a gambling game here.

In the office, Master Ma looked at the man who was filling in the information with interest. With his ability to read people, he couldn't tell where this man was from. He had a military temperament and a gangster temperament. , and there is a more complex mercenary temperament. Who is this man?

As Master Ma looked at him with sharp eyes, the man had already filled out the information and handed it to him.

Master Ma quickly took it over and looked at the name on it, "Feng Yao, what a good name."

Then, the age is twenty-seven, the height is 1.88 meters, and there are no hobbies. The next step is the introduction, which is a very simple sentence, "Martial arts enthusiast."

The handwriting is strong, domineering, and very beautiful.

"What did you do before?" Young Master Ma asked curiously.

"Don't worry, I won't cause you any trouble. I just need a place to stay. You guys provide food and accommodation here, right?" The man crossed his arms, as if his interest was limited to this, and he came here for the food and accommodation.

"Yes! Everything is provided, and the food is very good." Young Master Ma hurried to keep him, fearing that he would be driven away.

"Okay." The man nodded.

"As for the salary, I will give you a little more than in the industry, and I will definitely not treat you unfairly."

"Okay." The man was also very straightforward.

"Come to work tomorrow! Not today."

"It's okay, I have nowhere to go, let's start working!" The man said, and got up and went out.

After he came out, the group of people who were whispering about the gambling game quickly fell silent. This new coach was young, but full of majesty.

However, this man was not like the usual strict and old-fashioned type.

At this moment, when he looked at them, there was still some wild and unruly meaning in his eyes.

"If you have any questions, you can ask me." The man said directly, as if he was omnipotent.

Then, the man reached out and took off his shirt.

The honey-colored upper body exuded masculine beauty, tall body, upright posture, tangled arms, just the right bulge of chest muscles, and the waistline below was a mysterious area that made people stop.

"Coach, how did you get such a good figure? Can you teach us?"

"Of course, I will teach you without reservation during my teaching period." The man was very generous.

Suddenly, the students here all liked this new coach.

However, what they were more looking forward to was that their new female sparring partner could be taught a lesson!

Young Master Ma sat in the office, looking at this resume, and felt that it was too simple, but this man was clearly not simple!

He tilted his head and thought about it, and it was important to arrange a dormitory quickly, and it seemed that the 1.8-meter bed in his apartment should be replaced with one over 2 meters.

In the fighting arena in front, the man was testing the strength of the students. He stood still, but the two students around him were subdued by him without a single move.

This made the students who were betting on him immediately cheered secretly. This was going to be a good show.

In a blink of an eye, two more days passed. Every Monday, Wednesday and Friday, Ye Yanxi agreed to come here to practice with her cousin for free, because two of his coaches were poached, and in order to retain the students, she agreed to come.

Today happened to be Friday. At one o'clock in the afternoon, a military green off-road vehicle drove in from the gate. Ye Yanxi looked at the two cars. They were parked irregularly, and the space left was barely enough for her to park. This would be a worry for ordinary drivers.

But she only looked for a few seconds, and then reversed in very neatly and parked very neatly.

She stepped out of the car, took out a rubber band from her wrist, and tied her waist-length hair into a very tight bun. Her long, very smooth hair was tied up, and her beautiful oval face was even more prominent.

She glanced at the gate and walked over.