Chapter 12: What is your Battle.net ID?

"Dip, recognition is effective, junior VIP-Sir Harry, please enter" the familiar electronic female voice came, and Mu Fan's movement with keen hearing stopped, and the power hammer that was doing chopping and slashing stopped firmly on the bearing platform. At the centimeter, the heavy mass brings the oppressive airflow to spread out in waves.
"What, fat brother, I am a junior VIP? What a joke, I want to send a message to Uncle Wu!" The fat man who had lifted one foot was angry for no reason when he heard the electronic sound. What kidding, fat brother, I Is it a person with status? As a silver one-star in the field of PO Battle.net fantasy department, as a fat man who prides himself on being a fashion pioneer in the aristocratic academy class, how can he only get this kind of treatment for the first time in the martial arts.
"Sorry sir, since you did not mention your identity when booking, and did not show your membership card of the martial arts club, you can only book the junior VIP training room at most. I am very sorry for the inconvenience, please forgive me." The waitress who had just swiped the alloy door ID card hurriedly bowed and apologized.
Seeing the kind attitude of the pleasing waitress in front of me, the pacifist fat kindness reappeared, as if I shouldn’t yell at the beauties,
Forget it, I’ll do a high-level VIP later, what do you need will make my butler? Contact you."
　　 I was so kind, and the fat man stepped into the training room door as he thought.
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　　 VIP training room No. 9 on the second floor. At this moment, two people are staring at each other.
　　 Mu Fan just came out of the strength training room, with the broken hair on his forehead clinging to the skin under the action of sweat. Although the person stood still there, his eyes stared at the fat man in front of him like a leopard.
　　 The fat man had no expression on his face, his eyelids did not move a bit, and he was still holding the motion of putting Tianxun on the wooden frame aside. Just kidding, as soon as I came in and looked up, I saw this kid standing there staring at him like a ghost. It's scary or dead, okay?
　　 "Who are you?" In the end, the fat man couldn't stand the atmosphere and spoke in advance. With his opening, the tense atmosphere in the room instantly calmed down.
　　 "Mu Fan, training partner." Mu Fan looked at the fat man in front of him, cherishing his words like gold.
"Huh, I'm scared to death by Brother Fatty. I thought somebody who didn't deal with it sent someone to fix me. When I get back, I'll change my clothes first." Fatty's carefulness finally came down and grew. In one breath, hung up his jacket, picked up a cyan high-end training suit and walked to the locker room on the side.
"What a sparring method, I think you are far from the fat brother and my body shape, don't be too tired." The fat man stood in front of Mu Fan at the moment. Although he is not taller than Mu Fan, his chin has become fatter. The three-circle body is also quite imposing.
"You fight, I'll guard." Mu Fan was still concise and concise, and the caution revealed in his eyes was obviously a deep sense of guard against the fat man in front of him. The big guy said during the meal. If he has a big appetite, he must be awesome. At the first glance, you know that you have a lot of appetite, and you can't help but ignore it.
　　 The fat man's eyes lit up instantly! This little brother understands me very well, and the deep sense of guard in his eyes is obviously the look in his eyes when he is watching the class fighters in the fighting class! Did he also see that Big Brother is actually a master!
"Cough, cough" The fat man coughed hard and put his chin in a very majestic look, "You can also see that this young master is actually a hidden master, right, we have been there for two tricks." The fat man, who decided to warm up first, walked towards the fighting platform with his hands behind his back, feeling more and more that he has a master style in his heart. Look at the thin and weak force on the opposite side and start lightly.
"Do you know that when I am young, I am already an expert at level 8? Don't worry, I will start more easily." For Harry’s dad who was afraid of children’s weakness since he was a child, he used high-tech gene training technology and Expensive nutrient warehouses are justified by stacking fat people from level 5 to level 8.
　　 Mu Fan nodded, stepped into the arena with a stride, picked up the fist target on the side and put it on his arm, arched into a pose.
　　 Fatty also nodded in satisfaction, this kind of vigor like an enemy is suitable for this young master! Just for this attitude, deserve a reward! Give him a tip of 500 in a while! That is, the maintenance cost of Fat Brother's "Lemon Balloon" for one night.
　　 Fatty also stepped into the arena, and the airflow of more than 200 catties of meat hitting the ground was different from the airflow produced by Mu Fan's body.
　　 "Hey! Ha!" The fat man shook his arms and legs. He was tired after sitting in the suspension car for a long time. At this moment, I am going to teach this little brother an unforgettable lesson. Don't worry, I won't make heavy moves! "
　　 "Aha!" The fat man raised his arms, turned his body a half, and then punched out. The fat all over his body trembled and stretched in the opposite direction.
After a short "boom" sound, a howl like a pig, "It hurts me to death" Mu Fan looked at the fat man who had forgotten to wear the gloves in front of him with a speechless expression. He just missed the punch by the fat man. Feel the impact.
　　 "Have you not eaten?" Mu Fan thought that the fat man hadn't eaten enough and therefore had no energy, so he asked kindly.
　　 The fat man who was jumping up and down holding his fist instantly turned red, feeling that his personality had been seriously insulted, and he was actually laughed at by a sparring partner. So the fat man gritted his teeth and took a pair of gloves from the side to put it on, and then bowed his head with a punch.
　　 "Ah heh!" No accident, Mu Fan, who hadn't beaten Jeff and Man Kun, was even less likely to be beaten by the fat man. UU reading www.uukanshu.com thought that he had a very powerful fat man and looked up, the fist target stood still in front of him, Mu Fan's eyes were not alert at the moment, they were all curious.
　　 The fat man's face turned blood red again, he punched his fists bang bang, and then panted with his legs. He raised his head and watched Mu Fan still standing there quietly, motionless, but his eyes were no longer curious and became a certainty.
　　 He must have not eaten enough! Mu Fan felt firmly in his heart.
　　 "Boy, why are you here to be a sparring partner!?" The fat man has no strength to fight, he felt that this kid would definitely be deliberate and cheated him.
　　 "I want to make money to buy Light Brain." Mu Fan answered without any hesitation.
　　 "What?" At this age, I can't even help myself with strength. I shouldn't be just a sparring partner.
　　 "I will give you 500 tips, do you want it?" The fat man suddenly stood up and asked seriously.
　　 "Think!" Mu Fan also didn't hesitate or feel embarrassed.
　　 "Stand well and let me knock down." The fat man saw Mu Fan suddenly stared in a daze, so he punched out.
　　 At this moment, Mu Fan, who was thinking that Fatty is a good person, fell down very cooperatively, even exerting force on his feet, directly in the air as if he was knocked into the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.
　　 "Special...Karma!" The fat man was dumbfounded. "I'll settle it for you when I go out later."
　　 "Thank you!" Mu Fan, who stood up, thanked him immediately. This sincere expression must not be faked.
　　 The fat man touched his chin, which hadn't grown his beard, and suddenly asked.
　　 "What is your PO Battle.net ID?"
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