Vol 3 Chapter 456: I specialize in playing professional

As soon as Miguel Cento broke into the gym, Zhuo Yangdeng was alert because he felt murderous.
　　 This is a strong sense of crisis. Hare on the wasteland can foresee that the eagle is coming from behind without looking back. What Zhuo Yang sees is a completely different Cen Duo.
　　Sen Shao?
　　No matter how much he censes, Zhuo Yang is quite sure that the person in front of him is very dangerous.
　　Can't hesitate, Zhuo Yang immediately jumped off the bench of the comprehensive fitness equipment, and distanced from Cenduo who was approaching quickly.
　　 "Cen Duo or Cen Shao? What are you doing?"
　　 ‘Woo~’!
　　Cendo didn't answer. There was only a low sob in his throat, and he set up a fighting posture, blood red eyes approaching Zhuo Yang continuously.
　　 "If you think about it, you will never stop working!"
　　 "Woo~"
　　 Zhuo Yang's snapping question did not make Cen Duo retreat for half a point, and his left hand jabbed with a sharp fist.
　　The expert reached out his hand and knew if there was any. Just a tentative jab, Zhuo Yangdeng knew now that Cen Duo was a master. After putting up his arms to block, there was still a strong shock from the back of the fist.
　　Followed by Cen Duo's right fist, Zhuo Yang's dodge was not unpleasant, but the glove rubbed his ears for a while.
　　 Left hook and right swing, immediately left hand straight fist connecting right fist up.
The sharp and fierce combination punched Zhuo Yang with no power to fight back. Even if he had already crossed his arms and opened his eyes to dodge and stop, he was still hit by Cen Duo to the right rib. Out of breath.
　　 and was almost hit by Chin Duo's right fist.
　　 The chin is a very soft place. Once he is hit by a heavy punch, Zhuo Yang has no other options except to lie down on his back and turn into a human bag.
　　Taking advantage of the interval between Cen Duo's punches, Zhuo Yang quickly backed away again, trying to adjust the inner breath after the ribs were hit hard.
　　Just experienced a lot of exercise training, even though the sweat has been soaked in the vest, Zhuo Yang still sweats coldly.
　　 This should be Cen Duo who beats De Tu into slag! It was just a face-to-face meeting, Zhuo Yang determined that he would definitely not be an opponent in this way. It was only a matter of time before he was defeated.
　　 When Uncle Li taught Zhuo Yang Kungfu in the courtyard, he never planned to make him a ring Sanda athlete, or a professional boxer, because Uncle Li was not himself. Niu Ni is like Uncle Li, and he will be beaten to death by the world champion without any problems.
　　 Only teach fighting, only teach how to fight! Uncle Li is basically nothing but a raid to fight the enemy. He will not even serve noodles.
　　Using any available terrain, using your eyes to touch any available tools, as long as you can knock down the enemy, you can do everything.
　　 may be a sharp key, or a handful of sand that can enchant the eyes of the enemy. Uncle Li is good at killing skills, and Zhuo Yang just touched a little fur.
　　So, he took a spit.
　　 ‘Bah! ’
　　 A sputum of salty and sticky thick sputum shot out, Cen Duo is a master, but he has seen such an irregular hidden weapon and such an unpretentious style of play.
　　 Zhuo Yang felt sick, and his stomach was churning.
　　Centuo wiped his sputum with his gloves, but his legs did not slow down.
　　 Zhuo Yang and such a master can't face hard steel immediately, not to mention that his internal interest has not been adjusted.
　　Run! Drilling through the rocker arm of the comprehensive fitness machine, Cen Duo followed, and Zhuo Yang let go of his hand without returning, ‘meat~~! 'The nylon belt on the side frame rebounded and was pumping on Cento's face.
　　 A blood mark immediately swelled from Centuo's forehead to chin, but the old thing seemed to be unaware of the pain and was still chasing it.
　　 Zhuo Yang continued to run, skipping the butterfly machine with one-handed support, stepped on the foot, and Centuo's stomach swooped over just hit the tilted bent frame.
　　 Rao is Cen Duo as fierce as a beast, and he can't help but yell.
　　 Zhuo Yang was playing hide-and-seek with Cen Duo in various equipment in the gym. Without much effort, Real Madrid assistant coach had two blood marks on his face, and a huge bag was carried on the forehead by the treadmill. Just because the dog was eating shit, Cen Duo also fell twice.
　　 looks terrible!
　　However, the pace of his pursuit was not reduced at all, and neither the pace nor the punching seemed to be affected.
　　 Such a brave Cen Duo, not to mention the fat slapping of De Tu, is not uncommon to kill the black charcoal head alive.
　　 Zhuo Yang was chased with no way to escape, and he couldn't stop the car on the Smith barbell rack. Cen Duo, who followed, raised his fist and smashed it in the back of his head.
　　 "biu!" Zhuo Yang turned around in place, holding a 20-kilogram barbell in both hands, protecting the door from end to end.
　　 "Boring"
　　Centuo's two punches were heavily wedged on the barbell piece, and everyone else looked at him and felt pain for him.
　　 ‘咣! ! ’
　　 Zhuo Yang lifted the barbell piece with one hand, and snapped it on Cen Duo's face. This is a weapon.
　　Cendo was pumped up, and hit two horizontal spins before falling to the ground.
　　Throw away the barbells that made great contributions, Zhuo Yang clapped his hands proudly.
　　 "Professional, I'm yeah! I can't bear a blow. If you're not a professional I'm too lazy to beat..."
　　'S words were still falling, and Cen Duo, who was supposed to have died, stood upright from the ground, ‘biao’, and almost scared Zhuo Yang to death.
　　 Is this a man or a ghost? Or the devil muscle man? Is it too good to beat?
Cen Duo with blood on half of his face became more and more like a beast, and he was even more irritated when he was cruelly.~EbookFREE.me~ Although he still couldn't find a chance to fight back, but with a lesson in mind, he protected his vital points very closely and was also trying his best to avoid hitting his head.
　　But even so, his two forearms were still sorely blocked, and the shoulder that was hit by it was even a bit painful.
Clearly knowing that to deal with the boxer is to open the distance and attack with a leg to resist the enemy, but Dao is one foot tall and the devil is one foot tall, Cen Duo's flexible and agile pace makes Zhuo Yang unable to pull at all, even if he can barely open a distance, Cendo will re-post it before he starts to move, flexible.
　　 The blocker dodges and retreats step by step, Zhuo Yang dives slowly, and Cen Duo's overbearing fist moves open and closes step by step.
Zhuo Yang suddenly dived and drilled, his right palm lifted from the bottom up and burned the sky. After hitting Cendo's chin, he locked his throat. The snake in his left hand wrapped around his arm, his right leg stepped up and twisted his hips. The drop threw Cen Duo out.
　　 This is Zhuo Yang's style of play.
　　Centuo fell on the treadmill and fell again, smashing the screen of the treadmill.
　　 Beat the snake and die on the stick, and be as ruthless to the enemy as the autumn wind sweeps the leaves. Zhuo Yang Jian Bu stepped forward, no matter the occupation or not, a boxer lying on the ground must not be as much as Zhuo Yang will.
　　 ‘Biao~! ’
　　Centuo once again stood upright, Zhuo Yang felt that he was getting better.
　　Why the is a professional-level boxer, obviously a professional-level mechanical policeman, okay?
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