Training is a very boring thing. Without the combination of men and women, it is not tiring to work. The training room is filled with the strong breathing sounds of men. The strong men with backs and waists are sweating profusely. After a while, the training room will be filled with sweat. In fact, Shang Yang doesn't want to become a muscular man.

Like those bodybuilders on TV.

It’s not negligent, but his aesthetic view cannot show any beauty, but instead feels very awkward. If one day he practices this, I don’t know if he has the courage to look in the mirror.

Fortunately, the boxers on TV did not reach that level.

This is probably the reason for learning from people.

The atmosphere in the training room today is very strange. In fact, after getting along these days, I have lost the initial sense of distance. It is not necessary to compete for who is the eldest and the second under the same roof. It is the most common to live in harmony.

Dumbbells, barbells, sandbags.

Shang Yang also trained one by one according to the previous training sequence. Drinking water when he was thirsty and resting for a while when he was tired. It was all very normal movements, but wherever he went, everyone around him would subconsciously avoid it.

Zhang Long moved away when making sandbags.

Zhang Wu also walked away while practicing barbells.

The monk Zhang Er was confused.

After finally rushing to lunch, everyone sat in the boxing ring that was not open yet. In the first row of VIP seats, he should have been on the same sofa as the Zhang Long brothers, but these two guys would rather squeeze with others than get close to him, and his expression showed a contemptuous face.

I'll get close to you once, twice, and there will definitely be no third time.

Shang Yang has always had this personality.

I felt that it was too weird to occupy the entire sofa by myself. After scanning the circle, there was someone next to me in the same situation as him.

Li San.

Since Li San defeated Mazi with one blow, rumors about him in the boxing ring have been buzzing. Some say that he is a bodyguard under a big boss and was kicked out for making a mistake, some say that he made a mistake in the south, he was a fugitive, and even more outrageously said that he is the successor of a martial arts genre.

There are all kinds of miscellaneous things, but judging from his temperament and eyes, it is indeed different from ordinary people.

No one said whether Mazi gave it or not, but seeing that Mazi didn't dare to speak loudly in the boxing ring, she probably gave it to her money.

Shang Yang thought for a while, picked up the lunch box and walked towards the sofa next to him. He didn't say hello or ask, put the lunch box on the coffee table, and then sat down.

Li San's body paused significantly, raised his head and looked at Shang Yang, then lowered his head and ate silently.

"It's better to join in the fun, it's better to eat together for two people"

Shang Yang lowered his head and said.

In the club, Li San is the weird guy. If you don’t get along, you will be really neglected.

Sure enough, when more than a dozen boxers saw them sitting together, they all looked over intentionally or unintentionally, and were still whispering something.

"Your name is Shang Yang?"

Surprisingly, Li San actually spoke first, without any trouble, and he could hear a little bit of arrogance after listening carefully.

“Haha…yes”

Shang Yang smiled and nodded. This was the first time he was so close to Li San. When he got closer, he felt that he was unusual. He had muscles on his body, but it was normal to be incompatible with ordinary people. He was in pieces and blocks. His one was more like piled up one by one, and his whole person exuded momentum. If the boxer was compared to a stone, he was diamond.

The physical condition is not outstanding.

It just feels different from ordinary people.

He said curiously: "Everyone said you have been a personal bodyguard for a big boss, isn't it true?"

Li San, who is usually taciturn, did not neglect the question when facing the question. He thought about it like memory loss, and then shook his head a few seconds later: "I don't..."

His performance made Shang Yang even more curious.

Rumors can't help but talk about his origins and the wonderful martial arts novels he described about Mazi that day. Qiao Feng, Dongcheng Boxing Club, roughly this is what it is.

Before Shang Yang could speak, he suddenly added.

"Be a bodyguard for the little guy!"

This statement is quite strange, which made Shang Yang stunned. Looking at the lunch boxed meal, he had no appetite for a moment. He put down his chopsticks, looked at the boxers on the VIP seat next to him, and withdrew his gaze and said, "How many people can you beat like them?"

One blow destroyed Mazi's self-confidence, and it was not too much to ask him how many boxers he could hit.

Although Li San is also a boxer, he is still a bad boxer.

Li San did not respond to this sentence, but said: "Society, you are not playing like this... You can do it, but violence is not the solution to the problem."

"What's the meaning?"

Shang Yang became more and more confused: "You mean to use a wine bottle to pierce the iron cow that day?"

Li San turned his head and looked at Shang Yang carefully, sighing in his heart. A little person who struggled at the bottom of society was not as humble as dust, and his life could not cause much trouble. He had a sense of unyielding spirit in his bones. This was very good. He dared to force himself in his personality and wanted to break through his personal limits. This was also very good. He had cohesion and gathered around him to have a group of friends who dared to follow him and play hard. It would be better.

It can be said that it meets most of the conditions for a successful person.

but.

It has been too late to be down-to-earth, and the darkest side of the problem is. I don’t know what it means to be in a cloud, and I don’t know what money is, what power is, and what momentum is.

Because I've never had it.

This is simply fatal injury.

The solutions he solves the problems are the most direct and effective, but they are absolutely undesirable in this society.

Li San looked at Shang Yang's eyes carefully, feeling that it was not like something was hidden. He withdrew his eyes and said, "Tieniu had an accident last night. He was blocked at home and stabbed five times. He was only out of danger this morning. The most recent stab was 0:5 cm from the heart. If someone hadn't happened to come down from the upper floor, he might have been stabbed at home..."

Shang Yang was stunned when he heard this.

He didn't know that Tie Niu didn't offend anyone, but from the perspective of the whole audience, he was undoubtedly the biggest suspect. He showed his "connections" that day, he showed his "connections" and poked Tie Niu with a bottle of wine, showing his ferocity.

It also has a deep-rooted contradiction with the iron cow.

The right time, place, and people are all in harmony.

Shang Yang turned his head to look at the boxers. No wonder they were far away from him. He should be worried that he would offend him accidentally and follow the footsteps of Tien Niu. After all, he was training in the background every day, so how could he not touch his teeth?

He still thought.

Li San had finished the meal and was packing the lunch box. After finishing everything, he stood up, subconsciously looked down at Shang Yang, and after a few seconds of silence, he said: "I once had a master. Judging from his age alone, he should be one of the longest-lived old men in the world. He left last year at the age of 103. I gave me a word before leaving... and I also gave it to you."

"The world is not about fighting and killing, but about human nature."

Li San's words were filled with sadness, and his master's figure floated out from his eyes.

After the words came to an end, the man had already walked away.

Shang Yang watched his back leave...
Chapter completed!