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Chapter 186 Engaging in Mentality?I am good at it!

Pan Ge was sitting directly opposite the VIP area, very close, so Han Lie saw everything that happened before.

It is very normal to strike up a conversation with a beautiful girl, and it is normal to fail and succeed.

Sometimes that kind of courage with good intentions is even commendable.

So Han Lie didn't care about it at the beginning, he believed that Pan Ge would handle it well.

However, Pan Ge underestimated the ruffian nature of the boxing gym students.

They are not students, and they are not that thin-skinned.

Any kind of fighting event will awaken the wild and violent factors in men. People who learn boxing are often more confident, more aggressive, and easier to take themselves seriously.

Now, they no longer pestered Pan Ge, but put pressure on Han Lie by watching, which was evidence that they took themselves too seriously.

Brother lie is a little unhappy.

Just as he frowned, there was another booing sound from below.

"so beautiful!"

Grass!
What the hell am I doing for you guys?

Han Lie closed his boxing frame, walked to the edge of the practice field, and stared at the person who was making a fuss.

It was a young man of about 25 years old, about 180 tall, a little handsome, with a hippie smiling face, looking at Han Lie with his head tilted.

"What's the matter, brother, don't you like being praised by your brother?"

The Crooked Head Dragon King is obviously the kind of master who likes to find trouble for nothing, but he is very dark and knows that it is unreasonable to provoke directly, so he specializes in people's mentality.

Han Lie judged instantly that conventional means were meaningless to deal with this kind of person.

What should I do?
Simple, direct scolding.

Is not beating up people's mentality?Brother is very good at it.

"Has your mother ever taught you not to approach girls with boyfriends?"

Han Lie put his hands on the protective rope and looked down at the other party.

There is no domineering air in him, but the contempt and disdain are enough to irritate people.

"You said you tilted your head and shook your legs, like a little bum, who gave you the courage to open your eyes with my girlfriend Peacock?

Can you write the four words of self-knowledge?
What's the matter, do you think that acting tough in front of me can make my girlfriend look at you differently?
Or do you feel that the face lost in front of my girlfriend needs to be recovered from me?

No, why are you so sensitive and inferior?
Lack of love since childhood?

Craving for attention?

Accustomed to crying to attract parents' attention?
You are not happy, the whole world has to give way?
Baby, your family’s lack of warmth and parent-child education is too severe. A young man who is almost 30 years old and counting on the wild parents and mothers in the society to coax you, really..."

"I will spoil you!"

The Crooked Dragon King exploded completely, his eyeballs were red, he let out a yell, and was about to charge upwards.

The guy was so violent that the friends beside him didn't stop him.

Uh, it's not surprising, Han Lie's mouth is indeed too bad, and people with a little flaw in their hearts can't hold it.

He obviously didn't bring a single dirty word, but it was able to break people's defenses, and it was a big defense.

As a result, the berserk buff was fully stacked, and he shouted "for the tribe" and rushed forward.

As a result, he was held up by the coaching team within two steps of rushing out.

Then had to be helpless and furious.

"Let go of me! Crap! Xiaobi, come over here! It's kind of a one-on-one!"

The struggling one looked like a skinned frog.

Han Lie didn't pay attention to him at all, and turned to look at Michelle who rushed over.

Lao Mi just went to rest for a while, but he didn't expect such a big mess to happen in such a short time, his face was so angry that his temples were throbbing.

"what happened?!"

Han Lie's partner was about to answer when Han Lie suddenly raised his arms and pushed him aside gently.

Then, he walked up to Michelle in two steps, stared into the eyes of the female boxing champion, and asked casually——

"Shouldn't I have paid the money so early?!"

Michelle frowned, her face full of surprise, and she looked up to carefully observe Han Lie's expression.

All I saw was a piece of rock-like solidity.

And a huge pressure that cannot be sensed by language itself, is invisible but real.

"Hey, hey, hey! easy!"

Michelle hurriedly raised her hand, patted Han Lie's shoulder lightly, and made a serious statement.

"There is no doubt that you are our VIP, and even the student and customer I value the most. I will find out what happened as soon as possible, and then give you an explanation, OK?!"

Michelle can think of coming to Huaxia Boxing Gym to seek gold, so he is naturally a very smart and decisive person.

In just a moment, she realized that Han Lie's dissatisfaction was very strong, and then immediately made a decision.

——It doesn't matter who is right or who is wrong, as long as you favor Han Lie.

Amateur boxing is not a very expensive sport, card + tuition + consumables, more than [-] a year, and saving [-] is enough.

But Han Lie gave 20, five times.

This does not only mean the money that has been earned, but also means a lot of things other than money.

Michelle felt that she was obliged to solve any troubles in the boxing gym for Han Lie, which was the most basic respect for a distinguished guest who had energy and was willing to spend money.

"Tango! I think I need an explanation!"

Women's Quanwang did not directly question the crooked Dragon King who was being framed, but aggressively reprimanded the coaching staff at the scene.

His face was full of flesh and trembled violently with her questioning, and the veins on his thick neck were exposed, which was fierce.

Tango, a middle-aged white man, smiled coyly and was about to speak, but was stopped by Han Lie again.

"Okay, Michelle, I don't need your explanation, I prefer to explain myself."

Han Lie turned his head and looked around, and soon found his next target among the crowd.

It was a middle-aged young man in his early 30s, with a broad forehead, a big nose, a thick frame, and particularly strong muscles. He was wearing a tight-fitting vest stretched high by his chest muscles.

He is about the same height as Han Lie, around 185, but weighs at least 90 to 100 kilograms, making him an absolute heavyweight.

Han Lie found him, then raised his right hand, bit the adhesive tape of the glove with his teeth, and tore it violently.

"Tear!"

The people nearby were all stunned, what are they doing?
Han Lie kept staring at the man, slowly took off his gloves, and threw them at him casually.

"Did my girlfriend ever tell you to stay out of her way?"

Fuck me? !
The audience was silent, stunned by Han Lie's actions.

The man clutched the thrown glove dully and laughed angrily.

Han Lie was not making trouble out of no reason.

Among all the men who approached Pan Ge, the Dragon King with Tilting Head was the most frivolous, and the big muscle bully was the one who took himself the most seriously.

Not only did he stand in front of Pan Ge and block her view, but after being scolded by her, he deliberately gathered several friends and blocked them between the rest area and the training area.

The VIP training area is a square area imitating a boxing ring. It is paved with elastic materials and the rope is pulled, but it is only about 15 cm higher than the outside.

Therefore, when their vision was blocked by them, Pan Ge had to stand up to see Han Lie.

Uh, even if I stand up, I can only see above Han Lie's chest.

It's not a big deal, but it's disgusting.

If boxing champion Lie wanted to take someone into action, it was obviously not enough to deal with the crooked Dragon King.

"Come on, get on stage."

Han Lie hooked his fingers at him, then looked back at Michelle: "You are the referee."

Michelle originally wanted to stop her, but for some reason, she was swept away by Han Lie's cold eyes, and lost the courage to object in her heart.

In fact, she knew why.

When she forced her way onto the stage in the third round of the Boxing Championship with a temporary blindness injury in her left eye, her coach just opened his mouth, sighed, and stopped persuading her.

The difference is that back then, her only remaining right eye was full of fighting spirit, burning with an unyielding flame of anger.

And Han Lie's determination doesn't have any emotions, he doesn't love the boxing ring, doesn't yearn for honor, and doesn't respect the game, he's just pure determination.

I want to fuck him.

It's that simple.

Like his coach, Michelle sighed, then turned to look at Xu Wei.

"Xu, are you going to accept Han's challenge?"

When the matter came to an end, Xu Wei, the big muscle tyrant, became cautious instead, and kept looking Han Lie up and down.

"Brother Han is very unfamiliar? So where did you practice boxing?"

Michelle frowned, but the position of the boxing gym owner prevented her from lying to her face and cheating the annual card members.

So, she can only tell the truth.

"Han is a newcomer. He has never practiced boxing before. Today is the second training session. I guarantee it on my reputation."

"what?!"

With a bang, there was an exclamation in the vicinity.

Most of the melon-eaters looked surprised and uncertain, looking back and forth at the tall and straight Han Lie, and kept swearing.

"Fuck! How dare he?!"

"Brother Xu is already a master of the first echelon in our amateur circle..."

"Cenna! What a fucking pretense!"

"Does the little red guy have a middleweight? Fighting heavyweights? Novices are so fucking interesting, it's purely ignorant and fearless!"

"Brother Xu, if he gets serious with him, won't he be beaten to death?"

"That's right! What's Miss Mi thinking?"

Sister Mi actually didn't think about anything. First, she felt that she couldn't stop Han Lie, and second, she didn't think that Han Lie would definitely lose.

Tango asked worriedly: "Michelle, are you sure you want to support Han and Xu in the practice match? It's too early..."

Michelle ignored him, and asked the coaches who came around: "How big is the difference in physical test data between the two of them?"

The coaches muttered for a while and quickly came to a conclusion.

"Static strength Xu Qiangqiang, all other statistics are Han Gaogeng."

Tango couldn't help frowning: "But Han's skills... the learning time is still too short!"

"Ah!"

Michelle suddenly grinned coldly: "Baby, think about it again, do you really believe that Han has never learned any kind of fighting skills?"

Tango raised his head suddenly, looked at each other in blank dismay with the others, and was stunned.

Yup!

No matter how genius it is, how could it be so fast?
So... there is a fight? !
At the same time, Xu Wei who was stunned for a while suddenly laughed: "Brother Han, are you crazy?"

Han Lie looked at him calmly, his attitude was still so indifferent.

"Do you want to fight? If you don't fight, get out of the way. You are ugly to my girlfriend."

"Good good!"

Xu Wei fiercely threw the full set back to Han Lie, bent down and got into the ring from the rope.

"I'll beat your face into a pig's head right away, and see who is uglier!"

Seeing that things have come to this, Michelle didn't think about anything anymore, and seriously called the sparring partner: "Put them on protective gear."

But Han Lie raised his eyebrows fiercely: "What kind of protective gear are you wearing? Sign the liability exemption agreement."

As soon as these words came out, it was like a meteor falling into the sea, shocking the sky!
Xu Wei stood there in a daze, looking at Han Lie blankly, his whole body was not well.

Damn, mental illness? !
It's just a little conflict, play with your life? !
Xu Wei is a heavyweight, he is very aware of his punching strength, it's no joke if he punches firmly.

He didn't think he would lose, but he was really afraid.

The boy on the opposite side looks very tempered and has a strong aura. He should have some background. If he accidentally beats him seriously...

"Fuck! If you don't wear protective gear, I'll fight with you?!"

He threw his glove to the ground, intending to take the opportunity to cancel the match.

Regardless of whether he admitted it or not, there was indeed a sense of fear in his heart.

Lao Mi also firmly opposed: "No! Wearing protective gear is the bottom line!"

Han Lie ignored Michelle, stared at Xu Wei over her, and nodded slightly after about 5 seconds.

"Okay, wear protective gear."

Xu Wei heaved a sigh of relief.

Seemingly realizing that his reaction was a bit weak, he added impromptuly: "If you win, I will apologize to your girlfriend."

"unnecessary."

Han Lie replied calmly: "Your apology is not that important. In the eyes of my girlfriend, you are just nothing."

Grass!
This dog thing is so fucking annoying!
Xu Wei was provoked again and again, and made up his mind to teach Han Lie a lesson.

Apollo often holds practice games between students, and the preparations are done very quickly, and everything is ready in less than 2 minutes.

At this time, Pan Ge still stayed where he was, and did not squeeze into the crowd.

She stood on the chair, bouncing and waving.

"Come on! It doesn't matter if you can't beat it, protect yourself!"

The men all looked back at her, but she continued to shout indifferently: "I called my dad! If we lose, we will find a way to disable him, don't worry!"

w(Д)w!

A group of old men suddenly had their heads buzzing.

Xu Wei also endured a huge psychological force because of this. He would not believe it all, but he would not believe it at all. This couple looks really good.

Oh shit!

I really lost my mind and went crazy, what kind of pretense are you pretending to be!
Han Lie moved his neck and smiled at the black-bellied little Bailian.

"Don't worry, I will definitely win!"

Everyone pursed their lips in unison, thinking: Eldest young master, where did you get your confidence?

With Michelle's order, the practice match officially started.

Xu Wei and Han Lie hugged their fists, approached slowly, and began to circle and test.

After throwing two or three jabs at each other, Xu Wei's heart skipped a beat——

Grass!
Something is wrong!
None of the onlookers below were newbies, so they all could tell, so they opened their mouths one by one.

Boxing, on the premise of not considering physical fitness and physical fitness, only talks about technique. What is the biggest difference between a master and a novice?
Sense of distance.

A step forward and a left hand jab, the novice often dodges a lot as if his hair was blown.

Not only is it a waste of physical energy, but it will disrupt the pace and reveal huge flaws.

And masters sometimes don't move, they just hold their fists tightly.

Because the precise sense of distance allows the master to judge the attack intention and attack threat in an instant, ignore the low threat at all, and wholeheartedly wait for the opportunity to counterattack.

What Han Lie showed was precisely this kind of ease.

Tango stared dumbfounded at Han Lie's skillful defensive skills and feints, and murmured, "Has that guy been playing us?"

"Absolutely!"

The sparring partner nodded sympathetically, as if seeing through everything.

"I can guarantee that in the practice half an hour ago, Han only showed about 30% of his strength!"

The Tilt-Headed Dragon King finally didn't need to be dragged by anyone, and he stood there in a daze, frowning as he recalled.

After pondering for a moment, he suddenly raised his head in shock, and asked his friend eagerly: "No, wait a minute... Who remembers that kid's sliding step combo just now? Sister Mi said he was in class for the second time?!"

Friends suddenly realized.

"Fuck! That kid is really ugly!"

"What kind of genius is Gouba! He originally appointed him to practice something!"

"Brother, you're so lucky... If it wasn't for people being too lazy to talk to you, now you're the one who's going to take the hammer for brother Xu..."

The Dragon King tilted his head watching the sudden fierce fighting in the boxing ring, with sweat pouring down his forehead.

Boom!

Bang bang bang!
hiss……

After three jabs from different angles and different speeds, Han Lie immediately knew Xu Wei's true level.

Level 3 should be less than level 4.

It is extremely difficult for amateurs to practice boxing to the professional level.

Without enough intensity of competition, without truly high-intensity self-abuse training, level 4 can be called a natural moat.

This stuff is different from mathematics and physics. Knowledge is obtained by thinking, and boxing is obtained by fighting.

And after Han Lie casually spent 50 experience points to add [Boxing] to level 4 and 30 experience points, he became a comprehensive and experienced professional boxer.

It's nonsense to get a middleweight gold belt, and it's no problem to set up a stick in China.

So what if Xu Wei is a heavyweight?
So much difference in agility, so much difference in experience, just hit my son!

Han Lie moved quickly and pulled quickly. After two or three punches, he punched Xu Wei with a jab followed by a feint with his right hand.

The scene that followed was so cruel that it was unbearable to look directly at it.

Undercuts, left hooks, straight backhands!
Bang!
With a loud noise, Xu Wei, who was hit in the triangle area between his eyebrows, was stunned.

The general grid gave him a good ability to resist blows, so he was beaten well.

The protective gear can protect the cheeks, but it can't protect the nose. It just so happens that Xu Wei has a big nose...

Bang bang, bang bang!

Twice on the left waist, once on the head;
Two strokes on the right abdomen, one stroke on the head...

The thief's rhythmic beating sounds continued, one after another. After the boxing champion bombarded violently for more than ten seconds, Xu Wei rolled his eyes and fell to the sky.

Boom!

After a loud noise, only Han Lie was left standing solemnly on the ring, panting slightly.

Quiet.

It was eerily quiet in the boxing gym.

No matter how confident people are in Han Lie, they never imagined that it only takes 30 seconds to get down a heavyweight amateur master.

Ya'er, you're so ridiculous!

goodong...

The Tilt-Headed Dragon King couldn't hold it back, swallowed hard, and made a strange sound that wasn't particularly clear but could be heard nearby.

The next moment, Han Lie on the boxing ring saw that Brother Long Wang immediately lowered his head with his chest in his chest, shrunk tightly, and felt that his entire crotch was soaked...

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