After Niu Guangtou came out of the police station, he called a friend who was an ancient martial artist. That person was once a disciple of Nanhai Jianmen.
"Brother, do you know a man named Ye Feng?"
"Who? Ye Feng? Is he a young man who looks ordinary but gives people a strong sense of pressure..."
The other party's description coincided with Niu Guangtou's impression.
"It's him, that guy."
"What's wrong? How do you know him?"
"That guy hurt me, I think..."
"Hurt you? You're lucky to be alive. Let me tell you, don't mess with him..."
After listening to his friend's words, Niu Guangtou hung up the phone and felt very lucky.
It seemed that it was a wise choice to admit my mistake obediently instead of fighting with that guy head-on. Otherwise, I would have been fed to the fish at the bottom of the Longjiang River.
Ye Feng came to the House of Dragon Fist, a small martial arts gym. Through the window he could hear the shouts of children practicing martial arts inside.
Ye Feng searched the Dragon Fist House with his mind, but did not find the big man possessed by evil spirit that he met in the restaurant. Could it be that the big man found out that he came for him and slipped away quietly
Ye Feng walked in. There was a pretty lady at the front desk. When she saw Ye Feng coming in, she smiled and asked, "What can I do for you?"
Seeing the sign for recruiting students to practice boxing, Ye Feng pretended to be someone who wanted to practice boxing. He smiled and said, "I want to learn boxing."
When the young lady heard Ye Feng say that he wanted to practice boxing, she immediately and happily recommended some courses of Dragon Fist House to Ye Feng.
"Handsome boy, you look so thin and weak. Come and practice your boxing skills. Our Master Zhang is a master of boxing and has won the runner-up in the national martial arts competition."
Ye Feng pointed at a photo of a middle-aged man on the wall: "Is that him, the martial arts runner-up? Is that Master Zhang?"
"It's him. You have a very good eye. That's Master Zhang. Look at the photo on the wall. It's the photo of him participating in the competition. Isn't he very impressive?"
The Master Zhang in the photo is the middle-aged man I met in the restaurant.
Those fists were indeed unique, it turned out to be a boxer.
"It's quite impressive. His fists are so big."
The lady at the front desk continued with a boastful look: "Our Master Zhang is not only good at boxing, but also teaches carefully and seriously. If you are willing to learn, you will definitely learn well."
Seeing the young lady recommending it so enthusiastically, Ye Feng smiled and said, "How much does it cost to learn? When is the class?"
Hearing Ye Feng asking about the price, I thought Ye Feng was tempted.
The young lady was even more excited: "One thousand yuan a month, and classes are held four days a week. If you pay annually, the annual card will be ten thousand yuan, saving two thousand yuan."
Ye Feng took out a card from his pocket and handed it over: "Then I'll sign up. I wonder when I can see Teacher Zhang?"
"Teacher Zhang has classes this afternoon and evening. He will be here soon. Based on your schedule, do you want to take the afternoon class or the evening class?"
Ye Feng joked: "Let's do it in the afternoon. I can't wait to see Teacher Zhang."
The lady at the front desk had no idea of Ye Feng's intention and thought that Ye Feng wanted to learn boxing as soon as possible.
She covered her mouth and smiled, "Sit down there first. I'll prepare a training suit for you. If you learn boxing here, you'll get a training suit for free."
After a while, the young lady brought Ye Feng a set of white training clothes.
"There's a changing room over there, and there's a bathroom over there. You can take a shower after you practice boxing. Did you bring soap and towels? If not, we sell them here."
The service of this martial arts school is really good, one-stop service.
Ye Feng smiled and said, "No need. Normally, no matter how hard I exercise, I don't sweat, so I don't need to take a shower."
Ye Feng changed into his training suit, which was a white Taoist suit made of pure cotton. It was breathable and soft, and very comfortable to wear.
Although it was freezing cold outside, the boxing gym was air-conditioned and warm like spring.
Many of those who came to practice boxing were children. Looking at those energetic and lively children, Ye Feng seemed to see himself as a child.
Under the guidance of the coach, the children learned in an orderly manner, and their little faces were as rosy as ripe apples.
A rough voice came: "Yani, go practice boxing with dad."
The middle-aged man held the hand of a delicate little girl, who was no more than seven or eight years old, with pigtails. She followed the middle-aged man into the boxing gym, skipping and jumping.
When the lady at the front desk saw the little girl, she immediately squatted happily in front of her and gently pinched her face.
"Yani, dad is here to practice boxing again."
"Sister, your clothes look really nice today."
Yani has a very sweet mouth and a pair of sweet dimples when she smiles. She is pretty and cute. Her eyes are watery, like twinkling stars.
Her little hand, which was as spring bamboo shoots, was held by her father, with a happy and sweet look on her face.
The middle-aged man looked at his daughter lovingly and smiled, "Go ahead, follow your sister and change your clothes."
Annie followed the receptionist to the women's locker room to change clothes. Before entering the locker room, she made a face at her dad.
Ye Feng looked at the middle-aged man, Master Zhang, curiously. There was not a trace of evil in him. His eyes were full of concern and love.
But Ye Feng could feel that there was a powerful demonic energy hidden within him.
When Master Zhang saw Ye Feng wearing a Taoist robe and sitting on a chair, he was stunned for a moment. He felt that Ye Feng looked a little familiar, but also a new face.
"Are you here to learn boxing?"
"Yes."
"I think I've seen you somewhere."
"I am a very common face. Many people say they have seen me."
Looking at Ye Feng's faint smile, Master Zhang suddenly remembered something.
"I remember now, did you have lunch at the Weixiangyuan Restaurant at noon?"
"Oh, you have a really good memory. I had lunch there at noon. Did you have lunch there too?"
Master Zhang's face suddenly turned cold.
"Who are you? Are you here to seek revenge?"
Ye Feng opened his arms and showed his new uniform: "I came here to learn boxing from you, how could I be here to avenge my grudge? Why do you think so?"
Master Zhang's face turned pale, and just as he was about to speak, little Yani ran out in a Taoist robe as white as snow, opened her arms, and flew into Master Zhang's arms like a little bird.
"Dad, what are we going to learn today? Yani's legs are still sore from yesterday."
Looking at his daughter, Master Zhang's gloomy face was suddenly filled with a warm smile.
"Yani, you must study hard. You have to persist every day to learn boxing. Persistence is victory. Can you persist, Yani?"
"Well, don't worry, Dad. Yani will definitely stick to it. Yani is not a lazy child."
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