v2 Chapter 169： Its too fast, doesnt it? (1/2)

The boxing training ground called Garden is located in the old city, at an unobtrusive corner. Downstairs is a second-hand sporting goods store, which maintains the brick and tile structure of the old city. The mottled wall looks quite old. I do n’t know if the neon sign hanging in front of the window is to save electricity or is broken. There is no light at all, but fortunately, the light from the window proves that the training field is still open.

Zhang Heng and Leiya went down the stairs of the sporting goods store to the second floor, and they heard the sound of hitting the sandbags in the distance. Two naked muscular men were sweating like rain.

In addition, there is a skipping rope, a trainer lifting dumbbells, and a group of children sitting on the ground listening to lectures. The lecture is an old man with gray hair, which should be the person in charge of this training field.

Including the group of children who seem to be only eight or nine years old, they are all focusing on the things in front of them, and no one comes to talk to Zhang Heng who just came up.

But Leiya's appearance made the man who lifted the dumbbell couldn't help but look at it twice.

”My brother is not here.” Leiya whispered to Zhang Hengdao.

Zhang Heng nodded and was not in a hurry. He stood there and waited patiently for about a quarter of an hour. The gray-haired coach taught the children the tips on punching, and let them start practicing before leaving for the two. come.

”Can I help you?”

”Let's find someone.” Zhang Hengdao.

The old man made a hand gesture.

”But he is not here.”

”Then I can't help.” The old man turned around and went back to teach again.

”Wait, are you a Catholic?” Zhang Heng pulled out the leaflet that he received outside the monastery.

The old man took a look at the leaflet and then returned it again, ”Sorry, I don't believe in religion.”

”That bothers me.”

Zhang Heng put the leaflet back in his pocket, and was about to leave. However, one of the two who hit the punching bag suddenly stopped, pointing at Zhang Heng and the boxing ring beside him.

”He wants to fight you.” The old man frowned, but still spoke.

”Sorry, I haven't practiced boxing.” Zhang Hengdao, then looked at Leiya, ”Let's go.”

The sandbag man seemed dissatisfied when he saw this. The old man sighed and had to say again, ”If you are looking for someone, he may know where.”

”Sorry, is he dumb and won't he speak himself?” Zhang Heng turned around.

The sandbag man apparently understood the two words dumb, and his expression changed and looked very unhappy. He patted his chest with a gloved hand, and then looked at Zhang Heng with a provocative look.

Several other people on the training ground also noticed the situation here and stopped the movements in their hands.

”I don't understand the rules of boxing,” Zhang Heng said indifferently.

”It doesn't matter, you can use any fighting technique you are good at, and you can use weapons.”