"Is there anything you guys?"

Just as Wang Li was standing at the door and looking around.

Several shirtless red shorts with muscles all over their bodies came over and asked with a gloomy face.

This is not a fault for opening the door and doing business with a bad attitude. It is true that Wang Li and the other two don’t look like serious people.

Wang Li is a little better, although he is tall, fat and full of flesh on his face, not like a good person, at least it is normal.

Erlang Shen is quite strange.

As soon as I entered the door, the man, who was more than two meters tall, stared at the tablet in his hand, and had no external objects in it. He was wrapped in a headscarf on his head in a hot day, which looked like Ah San. This is definitely not the case for normal people.

These two people stood together and were just looking for trouble.

It’s not called finding fault when you open a boxing gym, and it’s called finding fault when you come to the door.

Only when others have good attitudes will there be a ghost.

Faced with the questioning of the big pants, Erlang Shen turned a deaf ear and continued to rub the tablet there crazily.

Wang Li glanced at a few big shorts and asked carefully: "Is your boss here?"

"What are you doing with our boss?"

The leader's big shorts have a more fierce attitude.

Two people who looked like they were playing kids, and they had to look for the boss as soon as they entered the door... This has basically been confirmed.

Wang Li hurriedly said: "Look for a job."

“Looking for a job?”

Hearing Wang Li's words, the attitude of a few big pants was relieved a little. The man in the leader looked up and down and said, "Looking for a job? You?"

This is the boxing gym... Wang Li looks like this and he probably has to breathe when walking, but he doesn't look like someone who can find a job in a martial arts gym. After all, the old ladies who sweep the floor here are all holding dumbbells with one hand.

"Of course it's not me... it's my second brother."

Wang Li quickly pointed to Erlang Shen beside him.

The big shorts followed the direction of Wang Li's finger and looked up.

Erlang Shen is still addicted to games and can't extricate himself.

"Come with me."

Big Pants signaled the others to continue training, and then took Wang Li and the others to the office.

The office is very large, and the cabinets beside the walls are filled with trophies, medals, certificates of honor.

It is not difficult to see the strength of this fighting club.

An extremely strong bald head was sitting in front of the computer watching the boxing match.

"What's up?"

Seeing Big Shorts bringing two strangers into the office, bald asked in confusion.

Big Pants said: "Angkor, these two people said they were going to come to our boxing gym to find a job."

From those trophys, we can see that the big bald man in front of him is Wu Zhiyuan, the owner of the Oriental Fighting Club. He is a heavyweight boxing champion. He only opened a fighting club here after retirement. In recent years, he has trained many rookies and is quite famous in Jiangbei City. He even took photos with the mayor.

"Come to the boxing gym to find a job?" Wu Zhiyuan glanced at Wang Li and the others, and when he saw Erlang Shen, his eyes paused.

It is rare to see big guys over two meters tall. Our second brother can be regarded as a martial arts genius who is not even one in a thousand.

"It was my second brother who was looking for a job..." Wang Li hurriedly corrected.

We are a cultural person, and we can't do anything about fighting and killing.

"What will this brother order?" Wu Zhiyuan looked at Erlang Shen with interest and asked. It seemed that he had a good first impression of Erlang Shen.

After Erlang Shen finished the game, he heard someone asking what he would do and was about to answer. Wang Li was afraid that he would kill people and eat giant pandas, so he quickly replied: "My second brother is very good at fighting. He is more than enough to be a coach. If he has the chance to go on stage, he will be no problem with a boxing champion."

"hehe."

Wu Zhiyuan smiled and looked at Wang Li as if he was looking at a bragging elementary school student.

He said he could fight, but he didn't see where this was.

"Everyone who comes here says he is very good at fighting." Although Wu Zhiyuan is a boxing champion, he is very kind-hearted. He was not angry because of Wang Li's crazy words and said with a smile: "I don't know what you learned in the past, second brother."

“What did you learn or what?”

Erlang Shen's eyes were full of confusion.

"Muo Thai? Sanda? Free fighting? Boxing? Karate? Taekwondo? Jiu Jitsu?"

Wu Zhiyuan then asked again.

"What is that?" Erlang Shen turned to ask Wang Li.

"I……"

Wang Li had no idea how to explain it.

When Wu Zhiyuan heard this, he frowned and said, "Can you practice martial arts?"

"I haven't practiced it."

Erlang Shen shook his head.

"Then how do you know that you are very good at fighting?" Wu Zhiyuan smiled.

"Fight more and kill more people, just survive." Erlang Shen replied lightly.

"Damn!"

As soon as Erlang Shen said this, Wang Li was shocked all over, and he answered that Erlang Shen was too much.

“???”

When Wu Zhiyuan heard this, his face changed slightly: "So you are here to make trouble!"

If you can open a boxing gym here for more than ten years, you have seen Wu Zhiyuan who is ignorant of all kinds, especially those gangsters who have bullied a few ordinary people and think they have the most talent for boxing. Such people are not self-deserving, and are the ones that Wu Zhiyuan hates the most.

If they don’t educate them, they feel that they are invincible in the world, and even professional fighting personnel are afraid of them. They will lose money if they teach them that they will punch, which is even more disgusting than flies.

The big man in front of him looked calm, honest and strong. Wu Zhiyuan was very satisfied, but he didn't expect that he was such a guy, which made Wu Zhiyuan a little angry.

The sentence "Kill more people, just survive." Almost amused Wu Zhiyuan.

This guy really doesn't know how high the sky is.

How old are you, you dare to say such crazy words? Will brag in a harmonious society be arrested?

Wang Li knew that it was going to be a bad thing when he saw Wu Zhiyuan's look, and hurriedly said, "Angkor, what he said about killing people is playing games."

“Play the game?”

Wu Zhiyuan glanced at Erlang Shen again, and saw Erlang Shen picking up the tablet again and saying, "The whole army attacked."

“…”

Wu Zhiyuan's face looked a little better.

Wang Li hurriedly said, "Angkor, my second brother's father died early. Not long after he was born, his mother served her sentence in Shaanxi. It's very pitiful... She has the strength and has nothing to do, so you can accept him. He is really amazing."

"Yeah?"

Wu Zhiyuan said: "Fighting competitions are not games. I have to see his skills first before deciding whether to want him."

"OK!"

Wang Li felt relieved and quickly agreed.

In terms of skills, Wang Li can still trust the God of War in the Three Realms.

"Come with me."

Wu Zhiyuan took the two back to the training ground, and then said to a tattooed pants on the field who were training hard: "Ergou, come here."

The big shorts named Ergou heard Wu Zhiyuan's voice, stopped training, wiped his sweat casually, and ran to the front of several people.

"Master? What's the matter?"

Ergou asked Wu Zhiyuandao.

Wu Zhiyuan pointed to Erlang Shinto and said, "Come on, he may have never practiced it before. Don't stop it, don't try it."

Erlang Shen opened his eyes and glanced at Ergou, his expression stagnated, and then put his beloved tablet in Wang Li's hand.
Chapter completed!