Picked up a dark secret martial world

Chapter 57 Arrangement
High-intensity continuous attacks are very terrible in terms of physical energy consumption.

Just 5 minutes later.

Han Ze didn't even throw a punch, but Zuo Xin was paralyzed from exhaustion.

She leaned against the wall, breathing heavily, her pan-like chest rising and falling violently, and sweat flowing down her forehead like a waterfall.

There was blood oozing from the fists of both hands, and the backs of the hands and feet were red and swollen.

The shock in Zuo Xin's heart could not be described in words. She couldn't understand how there could be such a powerful person in this world.

You know, she and Chen Yanan are both bare boxers.

And both of them are national women's boxing champions. Even if the world's top boxing champion came over and received so many punches from them, their face and body would have been bruised and bloody.

But what about Han Ze?
It was intact, not even a piece of skin on the body or face was broken.

What kind of magical defense is this?

"You... why are your resistance to blows so strong? We punched you so many times, did it really not hurt at all?"

Han Ze touched his chin and cheek, "It doesn't hurt at all, it still hurts a little."

At the same time, he absorbed wisps of willpower from Zuo Xin, and this willpower was much purer than the afternoon before yesterday. It was the same as the one that emanated from Su Yun in the fencing hall before. The output is almost the same.

Zuo Xin was extremely speechless, "Can you tell me how you practiced and why your skin is so tough? Even...even your face can be trained into an iron wall?"

She has been practicing fighting for many years and has seen many people with strong fighting abilities, but she has never seen anyone as exaggerated as Han Ze.

Han Ze just wanted to find an excuse to use his talent to get rid of it, but then he thought of that medicinal bath. Lu Feiyang was about to configure it, and he just needed someone to experiment with it.

So he said: "I have soaked in a medicinal bath before. This medicinal bath can not only greatly improve the resistance of the skin and muscles, but also make the skin more sensitive."

"What... is it real? Is there really such a medicinal bath? What's the price?"

Zuo Xin asked a series of questions.

Han Ze nodded and said: "Of course it is true! This is a secret medicine handed down from my family and is not for sale to the outside world."

The wish power emanating from Zuo Xin lasted for about 20 seconds before dissipating.

"what……"

Zuo Xin felt hot inside.

If what Han Ze said was true, to her, it was as shocking as a nuclear explosion.

Think about it, a kickboxing fighter whose skin is so tough that he can be immune to most enemy attacks, what is the concept?
Not to mention the various free fighting, fighting, and boxing championships in the country, even world-class fighting and fighting championships like the UFC can be won casually.

But Zuo Xin then thought of a question and asked: "You are so good at participating in free fighting at home and abroad, and you can easily win the championship. Why have I never heard of your name?"

"Everyone has his own ambitions!" After saying that, Han Ze followed up: "Okay, that's it for today. I have something to leave beforehand."

Zuo Xinhe and Zhang Yanan, who had just regained their composure, took Han Ze to the elevator.

Han Ze never drew any will power from Zhang Yanan from beginning to end. Obviously, this man was very unconvinced.

But he was not angry. On the contrary, he was very happy. This was also a kind of test.

After watching the elevator go down, Zhang Yanan rubbed his lower abdomen, which was still aching, and said, "Damn it, this bastard, it's like there's a tiger finger on his fist, and it'll hurt like hell if he hits it." Zuo Xin lifted up the bleeding fist. With both hands, he said with a frightened face: "Look at me. His skin is obviously not rough to the touch, but it can't be broken when I hit it with my fist. On the contrary, it was my own hand that broke."

Zhang Yanan was shocked and said: "The resistance of his skin is really strong. If I had such resistance, I would be able to win the UFC championship at my fingertips."

Zuo Xin also felt hot in her heart and said, "I'll ask him later what happened to that medicinal bath..."

After Han Ze left Weiwu Hall, he went to Penghui Building.

Dong Fangfang has already started to work, and her sister Dong Feifei is her helper.

Seeing Han Ze coming, Dong Feifei was so happy that she jumped into his arms, wrapped her hands around his neck, and rubbed her ears and temples together.

Han Ze held her butt and came to sit next to Dong Fangfang. He stroked Dong Feifei's slender, smooth and delicate thigh back and forth with one hand, and said to Dong Fangfang: "I asked you to recruit people, why are you two still here?" indivual?"

From the corner of her eye, Dong Fangfang saw Han Ze's hand caressing her sister's thigh, and she felt angry in her heart.

She had forced herself to accept reality.

However, if I want to show my affection or do other things, could you please go to the room?
But it was difficult for her to say this. After all, one of them was her biological sister. It was too shameful. She had to pretend to be blind and stared at the computer and said: "The company is not profitable yet, so there is no need to recruit people prematurely. Anyway, the company is not profitable yet." I can do all the work of shooting and editing.”

Han Ze said: "I don't think so. Professional things should be left to professional people. Shooting, editing, planning and operations, these should be hired. The same goes for costume props. You should think carefully about it. If you can make high-quality videos.”

After a pause, Han Ze continued: "In the early days, I thought it would be very good to go out and do evaluations. I would use the merchants that the public cares about as a breakthrough. However, you must pay attention to personal safety. If you encounter those unscrupulous merchants, you may take action on the spot. , so it’s best to hire two assistants.”

As he said this, Han Ze suddenly thought of Zuo Xin and Zhang Yanan. Aren't they just running a women's fighting club? They must know talents in this field. Wouldn't it be good to ask them to help introduce someone to be their personal assistant?
Thinking of this, he immediately took out his mobile phone and called Zuo Xin.

After Zuo Xin learned of his purpose, she immediately said: "This is simple. A friend of mine used to be in the Hui Province Women's Sanda Team. Now he has retired and is looking for a job. Let me ask her for you."

People who practice martial arts do things vigorously and resolutely.

Less than 5 minutes after Zuo Xin hung up the phone, she called again, "Brother Han, she can come over at any time, but there are conditions. The monthly salary must not be less than 8000 yuan, and food and accommodation must be included. In addition, we can help her buy a business Take the risk, after all, work involves certain risks."

Han Ze said: "Don't worry! Just tell her, ten thousand a month, food, clothing, housing and transportation are all covered. In addition, five insurances and one housing fund are also included."

As long as his character is good, he will be worthy of these three melons and two dates.

After chatting with Zuo Xin for a few words, he hung up the phone.

At the beginning, Han Ze had a playful mentality towards Dong Fangfang's self-media studio. It would be great if they could do it, but it didn't matter if they couldn't.

But then I thought about it, this matter shouldn't be taken too seriously.

Once this studio becomes bigger, it will actually benefit him a lot. First of all, there will be a legal explanation for the source of his large amount of funds.

In the future, even if you sell gold or other valuables, such as various rare jade stones, it will be much more convenient if you have the identity of the owner of a self-media company as a cover.

Secondly, he will definitely go to ZD areas frequently in the future, especially the country of Bastan, which is a sensitive area. If he, an ordinary person, goes there frequently, it might attract the attention of Guo Jia.

With the Internet company as a cover, he could use the guise of taking the studio's employees there to shoot footage.

In addition, the power of worship and belief can actually be turned into the energy of will, which also gave him a bold idea.

In the future, when your martial arts practice reaches a certain level and you appear as a saint in front of others, won't your power of aspiration be endless?
"By the way, Fangfang, what do you think about us creating a global travel photography account?"

Dong Fangfang had goosebumps all over her body. Han Ze actually called her Fangfang...

(End of this chapter)