C30 (2/2)

At five thirty in the morning, You Meng and I got up from our beds and started our morning practice. After running around the security area for a while, we returned to the villa.

You Meng chewed on her bubble gum and asked, ”Zhao Long, what are you training today?”

I said, ”How about going to the gym and boxing?”

You Meng readily agreed.

wore black, while You Meng wore red. Before the match had even started, You Meng had already started her almost unchanging opening speech, ”Zhao Long, I'm a girl, don't you dare hit me, please let me win, okay?”

I waved my boxing gloves. ”Relax, no problem.”

In fact, every time I spar with You Meng, I feel really happy. As the saying goes, a man and a woman working together isn't tiring. You Meng that girl is an absolute expert in the entire tournament, it gave me a lot of joy in my life. What was even more dramatic was that a few years ago, when I was still an ordinary soldier, You Meng had already defeated me at our squadron's gym. But now, it's not like it's a small matter.

After and I had fought for more than ten minutes, You Meng voluntarily surrendered and sat on the fitness equipment, grumbling: ”No, no, this lady is old, it's not right, how are you going to punch so quickly now?”

I was so excited from my practice that I couldn't stop, so I started an imaginary fight. Boxing gloves whizzed in the air, and the more I fought, the stronger I got, and the more passionate I got. If You Meng wasn't there, I would have taken off my clothes and practiced to my heart's content. The joy that training brings me is endless. I especially like to challenge the limit during training, pushing my body's fatigue to the highest limit. That would give me a sense of accomplishment.

You Meng gasped for breath, she used a handkerchief to wipe her sweat, and before she even stopped chewing, she shouted at me: ”Zhao Long, rest, you're already very powerful, why are you training so hard? Are you really going to become the King of the World's Strikes? ”

I kept waving my hands and replied, looking straight ahead, ”I do have that thought. Tomorrow in March, won't the United States and Y Nation organize the world's Security Exchange? I want to use this opportunity to contribute a bit of strength to the country and win the championship! ”

You Meng laughed: Champion? It was easy to say, but was it that easy? America's King of Fighting bodyguard, Mike, and the Y Country's President's Assistant, Kai Sefu. With them participating, which country's security guards would be able to obtain the championship? ”You, ah, it's not that I'm punching you, it's just too mysterious!”

I know that You Meng has always been proud of being able to hit me, so I didn't refute him anymore, and only secretly added a little more determination.

I practiced my martial arts for a few more minutes until sweat entered my eyes. Then, I withdrew my force and sat beside You Meng.

You Meng saw that I looked as if I had just been fished out of a pond, my face was covered in sweat and my sports clothes were stuck to my body, she couldn't help but laugh: ”Do you have to be so reckless? Look at how tired you are! ”

I ran my hand through my wet hair, closed my eyes, and wiped the sweat from my brow. ”I like that feeling,” I said.

You Meng sighed and retrieved his handkerchief once again. She helped me wipe my sweat, and the handkerchief revealed a special fragrance. I smiled at her gratefully and said: ”Thank you, You Meng.”

You Meng said: ”You're welcome.” Her words were calm, but her face was flushed.

That's right, for a spicy girl like You Meng, when had she ever wiped the sweat off her face for any man before? This girl was a mysterious goddess in everyone's eyes. No one knows her true strength, and her conduct is extremely weird. I have been partners with her for so long, I don't even know what her father does, and You Meng has never mentioned about her parents in front of anyone. For a while, I even suspected that You Meng was an orphan.