Chapter 11 (2/2)
”Yes.”
”Don't try to blackmail me.”
”OK.”
After a little rest, Li MuQing lifted his right foot and kicked it sideways. Tang Ze's left abdominal muscle immediately tightened.
With a slight muffled sound, Li MuQing felt that he was not kicking on the meat. The feeling was very strange, soft and hard.
”That's all the leg strength. Didn't you eat!”
With Tang Ze's provocation, Li MuQing looked together and kicked Tang Ze.
After half a ring, Li MuQing sat on the ground: ”no more, no more.”
Tang Ze smiled and said, ”in fact, you are very good now. You just met me.”
Li MuQing looked at Tang Ze angrily. Damn it, he asked him to install it.
I tried my best to milk, but I couldn't shake him at all. This guy is really abnormal. He's really not afraid of pain.
But it was great to hit him. Finally, it was a little revenge.
Tang Ze doesn't know that Li MuQing's resentment has decreased. He just wants to practice.
Li MuQing was about to get up when his thigh suddenly numbed. He leaned forward and knelt straight in front of Tang Ze.
The world was suddenly quiet at this moment.
Tang Ze was stunned.
Li MuQing is a fool.
”I don't accept disciples.” Tang Ze said quickly. Unexpectedly, Li MuQing paid homage to his master. It's too exaggerated.
Li MuQing wanted to dig a crack and drill in. He screamed and ran upstairs with his face covered. It was a shame.
It's all Tang Ze's fault. Otherwise, how could he get numb legs? Anyway, it's all his fault. The beam is getting bigger and bigger. It's not over.
Tang Ze sighed lightly. Li MuQing was really surprised. Even if he was rejected, there was no need to be so upset.
But if you pay more, I don't mind taking you as an apprentice.
The cell phone in the trouser pocket rang at this time. It was an unknown number.
”Hello, is this Mr. Tang Zetang?” a sweet voice came over the phone.
”I am. Who are you?” Tang Ze asked suspiciously.
”This is Dihao boxing hall. After watching your game recently, are you interested in playing professionally?”
Tang Ze is delighted. Of course, Dihao boxing hall has heard of it. The professional comprehensive fighting boxing hall has signed a lot of powerful players. Only if you join the boxing hall can you be qualified to play regular games.
”Of course.”
”When will Mr. Tang be free to come for trial training?”
”How about tomorrow?”
”Yes, it will be two o'clock tomorrow afternoon.”
”OK.”
Hung up the phone, Tang Ze's mouth showed a radian, and he took another step away from success.
After calming down, Li MuQing walked down and saw Tang Ze giggling. He was particularly depressed. He must be laughing at himself.
”Hey, I don't want to worship you as a teacher. Don't think too much, but my legs are numb.” Li MuQing explained unhappily. It's really a stain on his life.
Tang Ze didn't take what had just happened in mind and said with a smile, ”I'm going to go to the boxing hall for trial training tomorrow afternoon. I'm afraid I can't come to teach you, but don't worry. I'll ask the gym to find someone to replace me.”
”Another one? You quit?” Li MuQing asked suspiciously. You want to run away without revenge, liar!
”No, I'm just not free tomorrow. I'm afraid I'll delay your training.”
”That's all right. I just have a day off.”
”Well, I'll make a form and you'll train according to the form tomorrow.”
”I see. It's really wordy.” Li MuQing rolled his eyes. Anyway, you won't be here tomorrow.
Tang Ze smiled: ”well, run first and then practice.”
Li MuQing on the treadmill pretended to ask, ”what are you going to trial training tomorrow?”