I have Wanjie Red Packet Group

Chapter 68

"You mean, I haven't exerted all my strength yet?"

Zhang Feng was extremely embarrassed, he seemed to be bullying people by brute force these days.

"Of course."

Yang Bing'er said in a bad mood: "You are the most trashy master I have ever seen, and anyone with the first heavy weight the day after tomorrow will be better than you."

"Forget it, don't talk about it, or you can talk about your shortcomings for a day."

Shaking her head, Yang Binger continued to teach.

"The content of your strength control in the future is to control the bones and muscles of the whole body that can be linked. Now you still start with exerting strength. You swing a punch and let me see."

Zhang Feng punched out according to his habit.

"The range is too large, the center of gravity is unstable, and the punch is not straight. Just like a child fighting, keep your strength on a line."

Yang Bing'er found a lot of problems at once, and corrected them with a cold face.

Then, she demonstrated to Zhang Feng herself, and continued to correct him.

Zhang Feng felt like a child learning to speak, who knew nothing.

He has to learn everything from the basics.

Fortunately, what moved him was that Yang Bing'er was not impatient at all, but was very serious about discussing the matter.

He couldn't help being immersed in the atmosphere of learning and couldn't extricate himself.

Punching, kicking, twisting the waist... the usage of each body part, the mastery of different strengths.

Under Yang Binger's teaching, he was quickly absorbed by him bit by bit.

After studying systematically, he realized how poor his grasp of power was.

If he has great strength, he didn't even play a three-pointer before.

Learning is fun and time flies by.

By the time it was over, it was already daylight.

Yang Binger glanced outside and waved her hand to stop.

"Not bad. Your learning ability is more than ten times that of ordinary people. Today you should be able to master all your strength."

"You taught me well."

Zhang Feng said with a smile, he found that he fell in love with Yang Binger a little bit, this time it has nothing to do with the other party's appearance, but the other party's heart.

"Let's eat, I've been busy all night, I'm already hungry."

Yang Bing'er rubbed her stomach, she was very hungry.

Warriors also have to eat, and they will eat more than ordinary people!

Otherwise, where does the essence training come from?
Not everyone has aura cultivation like Zhang Feng, and does not need to rely on too much food supplements.

"Wait a minute, your back is torn, put on my shirt to cover it up."

Seeing the scar on Yang Binger's back exposed by the broken glass, Zhang Feng hurriedly took out a shirt.

The last time his pants were blown off, he was embarrassed for a while, so he put a lot of his clothes in the creation space, which is very convenient.

"Ah."

Yang Bing'er took it. Zhang Feng's clothes were relatively big, but the chest was too small to button the last three buttons.

"There's too much meat here!"

She muttered, and pressed it a little depressingly, the waves were choppy, making Zhang Feng feel like having a nosebleed.

"Cough, it's okay, just cover it from behind."

Zhang Feng didn't know what to say.

He was also convinced that his clothes were so big that they couldn't fit a woman.

"Let's go and eat."

Yang Binger simply unbuttoned all the buttons and scattered the clothes, looking very chic.

"Wait a minute, I'm going to the bathroom."

Zhang Feng walked into the toilet, but Xiaoyue hadn't taken it back yet.

He took out his phone and put it back.

"I don't know if the creation space will work. She is not considered an undead. She should be able to survive in an airless environment, but after all, there are my personal items in it, so it is not suitable."

Muttering in his heart, he urinated casually before going out and leaving with Yang Binger.

The hotel has free breakfast, which is quite rich.

Yang Binger served ten tall plates of beef!

Under everyone's amazed and dull eyes, he put it on his seat, and then went to bring ten plates of various vegetables.

"This beauty's appetite is a bit scary."

"It's no wonder he looks so fierce. It turns out he has a big appetite."

"Most people probably can't afford it."

Many men whispered about it, while some aunts looked at it with evaluation.

"This doll is so handsome."

"Big ass and ferocious, easy to give birth to."

"Unfortunately, it seems that the famous flower has an owner, otherwise I have to introduce it to my son."

Looking at the food piled on the table, Zhang Feng's face twitched.

Although he has a large appetite, he can eat a lot if he really relaxes his stomach.

However, when a woman takes so much, it is indeed too eye-catching.

"You have spiritual energy to cultivate, so I can only rely on food. If you eat these foods, you won't be able to cultivate much true energy."

Yang Bing'er explained, grabbed a piece of beef, threw it into his mouth, and ate it.

Seeing the tough eating appearance, Zhang Feng is basically sure that this is a female man.

Thinking that one bite of my steamed buns can fill my stomach, it can be seen how much worse these ordinary foods are.

"It's really troublesome to eat like this. I guess I'll eat more when my cultivation level is higher in the future?"

Zhang Feng glanced at the mountain of food, and lamented how difficult it was for others to cultivate.

"We also have concentrated food with high energy, but it's not very tasty, so we didn't bring it."

Yang Binger shook her head.

Zhang Feng suddenly realized that with the current technology, it is still possible to concentrate some food essence.

After dinner, Yang Binger dragged Zhang Feng into the car.

Buzz!

On the road, Yang Binger kept turning the steering wheel, flexibly crossing the traffic flow at the speed limit.

Several times he felt that he was going to hit other cars, but he easily avoided it with a drift.

"Your driving skills are really good."

Zhang Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Wait, didn't I ask where you were going?"

"You've got to change your clothes again, and I've got to have a new suit.

Also, I want you to learn all the etiquette and habits of high society in three days. "

"It's not necessary, you can train me some moves."

Zhang Feng is not very interested in the so-called high society.

"I'm going to teach you everything I know, and that's only part of it."

Yang Binger said without a doubt.

Zhang Feng pondered for a while and said, "Will you be too tired like this?"

"This is my mission."

Yang Binger said seriously.

At this moment, the sun is three poles high, and the sun emits a scorching light.

The two came to a large shopping mall.

Zhang Feng is only responsible for swiping the card, and Yang Binger chooses.

When he came out, he had already put on a new set of clothes and was carrying a bunch of things.

Thinking that these things actually cost millions, Zhang Feng was a little speechless.

The life of the rich is really hard to imagine for the poor.

For him, it's just clothes, a few hundred yuan can have very good quality clothes.

Why do you want to buy tens of thousands of dollars?Especially a few watches, sold for hundreds of thousands or millions.

And the poor are running around for a living, and they are satisfied if they can eat and wear well.

Why should rich people care about these things?A watch is something poor people can't buy even if they struggle for a lifetime.

Sometimes when I think about it, it's really a bit unfair.

Zhang Feng lamented that if he didn't have a red envelope group, it would be almost impossible to spend so much money on these things in his life.

"These clothes are actually not suitable for Chinese people. In the future, you can ask a private tailor to make them for you, so that they will be more fitting and comfortable."

Yang Binger glanced at Zhang Feng who was wearing casual clothes, showing satisfaction.

"Your appearance is passable, not ugly, worthy of these clothes."

Zhang Fengkuanghan: "You can actually praise me, for example, I'm handsome."

"I like to tell the truth."

Yang Binger said coldly.

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ps: To be honest, I want tickets.

(End of this chapter)