The man immediately raised his head and bravely looked at her. The sunlight outside the window was dazzling, but the beautiful face in front of him was even more enchanting.
"I'm leaving. See you another day." The girl waved her hand and turned to leave.
"Another day …" The man waved his hand in a daze.
After the girl came out, she arrived at the parking lot. In that row of cars, the girl reached out her hand to open a military green SUV. She nimbly got into the car and drove away.
In the gambling hall, a young man walked out from the office. He looked at the man who had been beaten to a pulp and said, "You guys really can't even beat a woman!"
"You still dare to say that? It's one thing for you to hire a beautiful sparring partner, and it's even pleasing to the eye. However, you always get beaten up into a pig's head.
"You can get her to spar with you.
That's your lifetime's blessing, okay? Only this young master can invite her to appear, because this young master is her cousin. "A young man with a very handsome and fashionable hairstyle said with a face full of pride.
"I say, young master, you have to do something for us men!" "Find someone to take care of her." A man's eyes flashed with dissatisfaction.
"Do you think ordinary men can take care of her?"
"Then invite someone extraordinary!" There must be someone who can take care of her! "
At this moment, someone knocked on the iron door.
The martial artists who were gathered together and chatting all turned their heads.
They saw a man carrying an oversized salutation bag.
Then, as the sun shone in, the first thing that caught people's attention was the man's height of over 1.88 meters. He was wrapped in a tight black shirt and black pants. His body proportions were perfect, and his whole body exuded a sense of power. Even his eight-pack abs were prominent.
As for his appearance, before this group of men could even pay much attention to him, they were already on the verge of dying of jealousy from his figure.
The man was holding a flyer sent from the street and asked the group of people in front of him, "Are you looking for a short-term coach here?"
The clear and magnetic man's voice was full of energy, causing the group of men to be envious again.
"Recruit!" Are you here to apply for a job? Come in and have a chat. "The owner of this arena, the young Young Master Ma, hurriedly said.
The man's slender legs walked forward step by step. Every step he took caused the floor to creak, as if it was afraid of him.
After the man walked in step by step, his face was clearly reflected in the light.
If her figure and voice had already reached the standard of a man's dreams, then her face must also be a gift from the heavens.
This was too unfair. Why were all the benefits given to this man? Didn't he give any to them?
The man was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, and he exuded the aura of a king in the military world. His facial features were well-polished, and his sword-like eyebrows were unruly. Under his thick, curly eyelashes, a pair of dark, deep, and icy eyes exuded the sharpness of a tiger.
He had an arrogant nose, sexy thin lips, and a smile on his face. But this man, standing there, gave off a strong aura that looked down on the world.
Just now, this group of people were thinking about how to find an opponent to fight back. Now, they all had the answer in their minds.
He.
He would definitely be able to help them regain their male dignity and status.
Young Master Ma didn't quite believe it. The man in front of him would actually come here to be a short-term coach? However, to have such a coach, it must be a profit.
Seeing that he had become the object of observation, the man raised his eyebrows, "Do you need me to fill in any information?"
Young Master Ma came back to his senses and laughed, "Come with me to the office! Just fill in a resume. There are no special requirements. "
"Do you need me to show my skills?" The man asked again.
This man didn't need to show off at a glance, because his aura alone was enough to make people believe that he was from the War God System.
"No need, I believe you must be very good."
"I only have three months."
"Alright, no problem. We can discuss the salary."
"Alright!" The man was straightforward as well. He followed Young Master Ma to the office.
As soon as he left, the six or seven trainers gathered around him quickly began to discuss.
"Unfair!" Why does he look like he's a martial artist? Why is his figure so good, but we've trained to have a body full of muscles? "
"That's right!" It must be the wrong way to train. That's good, I can properly ask him for advice. "
"Don't you want to bet on who will win if he fights with Coach Ye?"
"Bet, I bet on him."
"I'll bet on Coach Ye."
"Alright, bet a hundred dollars." “
The group of men had nothing better to do, so they started to play a bet here.
In the office, Young Master Ma sized up the man who was filling in the information with interest. With his ability to see through people, he couldn't tell where this man came from. He had the temperament of a soldier, but at the same time, he had the temperament of a gangster, and an even more complicated temperament of a mercenary. Just who was this man?
Under Young Master Ma's sharp gaze, the man had already filled in the information and handed it over to him.
Young Master Ma quickly took it and looked at the name on it, "Feng Yao, a good name."
Then, age, 27, height, no hobbies, followed by a brief introduction. It was a very simple sentence, "Martial arts enthusiast."
The handwriting was firm and domineering. It was very nice to look at.
"What did you do in the past?" Young Master Ma asked curiously.
"Don't worry, I won't cause you any trouble. I just need a place to stay. You guys have food and lodging here, right?" The man crossed his arms, as if his interest was only limited to this, and he had come here to provide food and lodging.
"Pack!" "It's all covered, and the food is pretty good." Young Master Ma quickly stayed, afraid that he would be chased away.
"Alright." The man nodded.
"As for your salary, I'll give you a little more in the industry. I won't treat you unfairly."
"Sure." The man was also very straightforward.
"Come to work tomorrow! I don't need it today. "
"It's fine, I have nowhere to go. Let's start work!" After saying that, the man got up and left.
After he came out, the group of people who were discussing the bet in low voices quickly shut up. This new coach was young, but full of dignity.
However, this man didn't seem to be the usual strict and old-fashioned type.
At this moment, when he looked at them, there was a hint of wildness and unruliness in his eyes.
"If there's anything you don't understand, you can ask me." The man threw out a sentence, as if he was omnipotent.
Immediately after, the man reached out and took off his shirt.
He had honey-colored skin on his upper body, and his entire body exuded a masculine sense of beauty. He was tall, tall, and had a straight posture. His arms were knotted, and his chest muscles were bulging just right. Below his waistcoat line, he was a mysterious spot that no one could stop.
"Coach, may I ask how you managed to train such a good body? Can you teach us?"
"Of course, during my teaching period, I will teach without reservation." The man was very healthy.
Immediately, the students here all fell in love with this new coach.
However, what they were looking forward to even more was that their new female sparring partner could be taught a lesson!
Young Master Ma sat in his office and looked at the resume. He felt that it was too simple, but this man was clearly not simple!
He tilted his head and thought for a moment. It was more important to hurry up and line up the dormitory. Moreover, the 1.8 meter bed in his apartment seemed to have to be replaced with one that was more than two meters long.
In the fighting arena in front of him, the man was testing the strength of the students. He stood there motionless, but the two students surrounding him were subdued by him in less than a single move.
This caused the students who had placed their bets on him to immediately raise their arms and cry out. There was going to be a good show to watch.
In the blink of an eye, another two days had passed. Every Monday, Wednesday, Friday, Ye Yanxi promised her cousin to come here to spar with her. It was free, because the two coaches here had been dug up, and in order to keep the students, she agreed to come over.
It just so happened to be Friday, one in the afternoon. From the direction of the main entrance, a military green SUV drove in. Ye Yanxi looked at the two cars, both of which were parked improperly, leaving enough space for her to park. If it was any other driver, they would be worried.
However, she only looked at it for a few seconds before quickly reversing the car and stopping it neatly.
She stepped out of the car, took out a rubber band from her wrist, and tied her waist-length hair into a very tight bun at the back of her head. The very soft long hair was all tied up, and her beautiful oval face was even more prominent.
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