791.
"boom".
After clinking glasses, Zhang Feng raised his head and poured the extremely spicy vodka down his throat.
Pukan said in a low voice: "Sharapova, stop eavesdropping and send our guests to rest."
Sharapova then stuck out her tongue and dodged out of the stairs.
Zhang Feng stood up in time and said with a smile: "Mr. Pukan, we will see you tonight."
"Of course! I'm looking forward to Mr. Zhang Feng and this performance." Pukan stood up and said.
Under the leadership of Sharapova, Zhang Feng and Tian Zhuang walked out of the second floor and walked towards another small building not far away.
Sharapova couldn't help but said: "Zhang Feng, you may have beaten Mosliksky today, but he will never win. In other words, you and my father will definitely lose the bet, hehe, but this way That’s fine, you can stay here for two years.”
"Oh?" After hearing her words, Zhang Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, wondering about the meaning of Sharapova's words. Could there be other possibilities
He said tentatively: "What does it mean that I might have won Moslikski?"
"" Sharapova opened her mouth but did not say anything. Instead, she changed her words and said, "I really can't tell you this. You will know when the time comes."
Seeing her reaction, Zhang Feng's frown deepened. From what she meant, could there be some other ways to do it
Sharapova brought Zhang Feng and Tian Zhuang to the guest room, which was in front and behind the door of the small building, and said: "You two can rest here. I will bring you something to eat after a while."
Zhang Feng nodded and said goodbye to Sharapova.
Before entering the room, Zhang Feng moved his lips slightly and lowered his voice and said: "Check the room carefully."
Tian Zhuang was startled for a moment, but then he realized what Zhang Feng meant, nodded, opened the door and walked into the room.
After entering the room, Zhang Feng and Tian Zhuang began to inspect the room separately.
This is the alertness that must be maintained in an unfamiliar environment.
After confirming that there was no surveillance or listening equipment in the entire house, Zhang Feng sat on the sofa, looked at Tian Zhuang sitting opposite him and said, "Things didn't go that smoothly."
Tian Zhuang couldn't understand the English conversation between Zhang Feng and Pukan, so now that he heard what Zhang Feng said, he asked, "Is it because of me?"
Zhang Feng did not hide anything and nodded directly: "Indeed. Whether you can enter the training camp for training depends on a fight tonight. Pukan will arrange an opponent for you at that time. Sheng will stay and you return to China. Understand ?"
The corners of Tian Zhuang's lips pursed slightly, and he nodded with great certainty, "Brother Feng, I can win!"
"Okay, I believe you! So I agreed." Zhang Feng did not tell about the lottery, otherwise it would only put too much pressure on Tian Zhuang.
"Have a good rest and restore your body to its best condition." Zhang Feng stood up and said, "I also have a challenge tonight, so I'm going to have a rest."
The sky was gradually getting dark, and Sharapova also brought dinner.
A traditional Russian-style dinner with bread as the staple food and plenty of meat.
Zhang Feng and Tian Zhuang were both polite and filled their stomachs well.
At about nine o'clock in the evening, people sent by Pukan found Zhang Feng and said, "Mr. Zhang Feng, Mr. Pukan invites you and your friends to come over."
"good."
Zhang Feng and Tian Zhuang walked behind each other.
When he got closer, Zhang Feng saw that the large training ground had already been surrounded by people from three floors inside and three outside.
The bright lights hanging high illuminate the fighting area in the middle like daylight.
Coming to Pukan's side, Pukan smiled and said: "How is your rest, Mr. Zhang Feng?"
"Very good." Zhang Feng nodded with a smile and said straightforwardly: "Since Mr. Pukan is ready, how about we start directly?"
"Of course there is no problem! Then in the first game, your friends will play against my students, right?" Pukan suggested.
"good!"
Zhang Feng nodded and whispered in Tian Zhuang's ear: "Win!"
Tian Zhuang had a gloomy face, nodded, and walked directly to the fighting area.
After receiving Pukan's order, a black man was already standing in the fighting area.
Seeing this black man, the cold light in Zhang Feng's eyes disappeared briefly. It was obvious that the opponent chosen for Tian Zhuang was not chosen randomly.
The opponent's figure is not the type with explosive muscles, but his height is almost the same as Tian Zhuang's.
He secretly sneered in his heart, Pukan was really thoughtful, he was afraid that if he chose someone who was too big, and if he couldn't keep up with Tian Zhuang's speed, he would be eaten alive.
Seeing Tian Zhuang walking in, the black man was moving his wrists and ankles. His fierce eyes locked on Tian Zhuang, and he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips disgustingly.
Because it was a fight without equipment, both parties took off their shirts. In terms of muscles, the two men were almost the same.
It's just the talent of the black race. Tian Zhuang's hands and feet are obviously shorter than his opponent's, and black people generally have better leg explosive power.
Tian Zhuang was very calm and did not rush to attack. His hands dropped naturally and his feet formed a T-step.
The black man was obviously practicing mixed martial arts. He bent his waist slightly and locked his eyes fiercely on Tian Zhuang.
"Ah!" The black man shouted suddenly and rushed towards Tian Zhuang.
Tian Zhuang was not to be outdone and immediately responded accordingly.
But just when the black man rushed to three meters away from Tian Zhuang, and saw that the two men were about to fight hand to hand, the black man's military boots suddenly lifted up, kicking up the sand and dust on the ground and flying towards Tian Zhuang.
You must know that this is not a professional fighting arena, but a training ground with gravel on the ground.
Seeing his movements, Zhang Feng's body suddenly tensed up!
Tian Zhuang obviously didn't realize the opponent's move. The fine sand and gravel hit his face directly. His eyes were suddenly blurred and he couldn't open them at all. He was in burning pain.
Zhang Feng felt cold in his heart. Tian Zhuang had lost the opportunity. He would have been absolutely fatal on the real battlefield, and he was not much better now.
There is no complaint that black people's methods are disgraceful. No matter what method is used on the real battlefield, as long as it can kill the enemy and survive, it is a good method.
Naturally, the black man refused to let go of such an opportunity and rushed directly to Tian Zhuang.
The hard military boots kicked Tian Zhuang's cheek hard. If this strong kick hit the person, he would lose consciousness instantly and the outcome of the battle would be determined.
Holding back the burning pain in his eyes, he opened his eyes. Tears flowed out, blurring his vision. Tian Zhuang could only vaguely see a black figure running towards his face, and he could only clamp his arms to protect his head.
boom.
Tian Zhuang only felt a sharp pain as if his arm was about to break. He flew out and fell to the ground with a thud.