Wang Ye was thinking too much, and of course his sparring is not Natasha anymore.

He was still looking forward to it. If it were Natasha, think about the kind of embrace and accidentally touching after fighting, it should be considered a robbery?

People are cheap. If you lie there and play with you, you don’t want to go, and if you don’t get someone, you give you a chance to eat tofu, you will feel itchy. Wang Ye now has this idea.

With his current conditions, it is not too easy to find a girlfriend or something. It is extremely easy to spend some money to play, but that is boring, it is just like eating tofu.

How do you say that? A wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as a steal, and a steal is not as good as someone else’s home...

It’s a pity that the sparring training is not Natasha. The other party seems to have found a training partner for him. I heard that he is also a veteran in combat, with first-class combat skills and is loved by many people.

Wang Ye felt that it was pretty good after hearing it, especially the last sentence. Those who can match Natasha should be very likely to be a woman, and they are also loved by others. Maybe they look pretty good, so Wang Ye was looking forward to it.

The other party lived not far away. After walking two blocks with Natasha, he arrived at the destination. He knocked on the door without responding and seemed to be not at home, so he took him to another place.

"That's it?" Wang Ye was a little surprised to see this. It was actually a gym with an out-of-work sign, and it was a relatively old one. You could tell at a glance that no one had visited for a long time.

"Well, you'll like him." Natasha replied.

Wang Ye suddenly felt something was wrong, and he felt that there was something different from what he thought.

Following Natasha upstairs, Wang Ye looked straight ahead without blinking. Sure enough, he was looking for a sporty girlfriend, whose gluteus muscles were so beautiful.

"Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!!"

As soon as I opened the door of the room, I heard a sound of slamming, a little low, sounding like the sound of a fist hitting a sandbag. This movement attracted Wang Ye's attention.

It was very powerful, otherwise it would have been impossible to make a sound so loud and dull. His attention shifted from the original place to the position where the sound was made. What caught his eye was a white man in his twenties, with simple hair broken, wearing a white vest, bandages tied on his hands, and a pair of black sports pants on his lower body.

When his fist fell on the sandbag, there were still muffled moans in his mouth due to the force. What is worth noting was that Wang Ye did not see sweat on the other party, especially the back of the white vest, which was not moist at all. The other party's body was very suitable for this level of exercise and did not sweat.

He noticed someone coming from behind him, Steve glanced at it, then used more force to punch him.

"Bang!"

This time the hanging sandbag was directly cracked by him with a punch, and a big hole appeared in the middle, and countless sand flowed out.

He reached out and grabbed the top of the sandbag and took it lightly. He picked up the sandbag with more than 100 kilograms and picked it up from the hook. He walked to the side and picked up a new one and prepared to continue.

"Where are you going?" Natasha was about to say hello when she suddenly saw Wang Ye turn around and leave, and looked at him strangely and asked.

"I can't afford to offend me, say goodbye!"

He didn't expect that the person he trained with was Captain America Steve Rogers. What a joke. This is Captain America. His strength is probably several times that of himself now. Isn't it a matter of training with him to find abuse? He really wants to improve his strength, but he doesn't want to be beaten to the point of being beaten to the point of being beaten by training.

This is one of the reasons, and the other is that the trainee was actually a man! How to accept this? Two big men were wearing small vests and constantly wrestling together, sweat spreading between them, and a strange masculinity emanated from the room, accompanied by strange moans caused by force.

This is too philosophical, and the king can't accept it.

"You're the thorn Nick Fury said?" Steve stopped and turned to look at him and said.

"I? Thorny?" Wang was also stunned. When did he still have this title?

The term "thorn" is not a good idea. It means that people who do not obey discipline, are incompatible with others everywhere, do not understand what others do, and compete with others for the same level. Are they like this?

"He's left to you." Natasha saw the two of them looking at each other and knew that she had nothing to do now, so she turned around and left here first.

"Nick said you are strong, but you don't look very good." Steve looked at him with his eyes, from top to bottom, from head to toe. After seeing it, he shook his head, not very satisfied with his appearance.

Wang Ye's figure is indeed not as good as Steve. He is 1.8 meters tall. Although he is tall enough, because he is thinner and does not have the kind of big appearance of European and American people who are full of muscles, but he can't be considered a bamboo pole, right? Steve's attitude of saying it's not possible at first glance is really unhappy.

"I remember you were not very good before. Steve Rogers, your height was 1.7 meters? Now that you look like this, you can't be treated with hormones." Wang Ye fought back like a poisonous snake.

Steve was choked by the slam. To be honest, he was really similar to being given hormones, but no one has ever described it like this. It was a bit embarrassing.

"They want me to teach you combat skills. To be honest, I don't have any combat skills. They are trained in life and death. I can see that you are just an ordinary person and can't bear these things, so you should go back." Steve didn't like this person very much, so he wanted to reject this task.

"Why don't you try it?" Wang Ye smiled.

"What?" Steve didn't understand.

"You said I have not been trained and cannot go through these things, so let's try it with me and you now. If you win, I turn around and leave. When I see you, I will take a detour. If you lose..." Wang also thought for a while and put forward a suggestion. Since he was unhappy, he would fight. Then he used the result of the battle.

"What do you want if I lost?" Steve asked.

"I heard you are very rich, so if you lose, you not only teach me fighting skills, but also give me a car?" Wang also said. As far as he knew, Steve Rogers was very rich, after all, he was the man who saved the world back then and the image spokesperson of the United States. In terms of money, both the United States and the United Nations did their best to satisfy him.

"Okay, start now?" Steve agreed. When it comes to fighting, he hasn't been afraid of anyone yet.

"It starts now, but it's likely that it's over for you." Wang Ye smiled, as if everything was under control.
Chapter completed!