Hearing the movement here, the young people training nearby looked here.

Seeing that it was his coach Gou lying on the ground, the entire boxing gym suddenly became quiet.

"The first drop of blood!"

At this moment, the sound of killing came from the tablet in Erlang Shen's hand.

Erlang Shen burst into tears with excitement: "I finally took the head!"

"this……"

Seeing this scene, Wu Zhiyuan was also stunned and murmured: "Isn't it a coincidence?"

As his disciple, Wu Zhiyuan knew very well.

Just the kick just now, even if the opponent was kicked in front and the opponent was a professional athlete, it might not be possible to dodge it, let alone an ordinary person who had never practiced anything behind his back? When he kicked it out, Wu Zhiyuan had even thought about how much to pay to settle the matter.

But unexpectedly, the big man in front of him just turned sideways slightly and dodged the sneak attack. He successfully counterattacked in the moment of dodging, tripping Ergou to the ground.

His reaction was so fast and his moves were accurate. Wu Zhiyuan had been fighting for so many years, and he had countless big and big competitions. His opponents were all strong people in the field, but he had never encountered such a guy.

What's even more terrifying is that this guy is holding a tablet in his hand from beginning to end and playing games. His reaction just now is more like his physical instinct.

This requires many games to have such physical instincts.

"You! You!"

It’s a pity that the floor in the boxing gym was covered with mats, otherwise Ergou would have to break his face. After getting up, Ergou was angry and pounced on him again.

At this time, Wu Zhiyuan had arrived, grabbed the angry Ergou tightly, and slapped him in the face: "Don't embarrass you, you're still far from it."

After a slap in the face, Ergou woke up from being beaten.

He lowered his head and said with guilt, "Master, I'm sorry."

"What's the use of saying sorry to me!" Wu Zhiyuan cursed: "From today, you are not allowed to practice boxing for a month. Go to the confinement room to cultivate your mind and cultivate your nature."

Ergou lowered his head and dared not speak.

Wang Li looked at Wu Zhiyuan and Ergou who was scolded and asked with extreme dissatisfaction: "Angkor, what do you mean?"

I have never eaten pork and seen pig run. Wang Li is not that kind of stupid boy. Of course, I know what the consequences of this kick of a professional athlete will be. Fortunately, he kicked Erlang Shen. If he kicked himself, he would probably have to lie here today.

"I'm sorry, brother."

Wu Zhiyuan quickly apologized: "My apprentice is too young and has a strong heart. You must not care about it when you are impulsive."

As he said that, Wu Zhiyuan winked at Ergou.

Ergou quickly turned back to the office.

"Is this something I care about or not? Life is at stake." Wang Li said angrily: "This is my second brother. If someone else is the case today, it will be a big deal."

In fact, Wang Li was kicked in his heart at this time. His weight of 230 kilograms was not a waste of time. He couldn't kill anyone after a kick. The key was that he was afraid and even glad that he brought Erlang Shen.

After all, Erlang Shen is mature and steady, and knows where he is now. If it were Nezha and others, he would be afraid that he would have been sucked by the dog tendons, and he might have burned the boxing gym again. With Nezha's temper, it would be impossible to do it.

It wasn't a matter of injury at that time, it was the daily news.

"I know, I know, I'm sorry, brother." Wu Zhiyuan apologized repeatedly.

"Let's go, second brother."

Seeing his sincere attitude, no one was injured on his side, Wang Li's anger was mostly relieved, and he was about to leave with Erlang Shen.

"Brother, don't rush to leave."

But Wu Zhiyuan suddenly called Wang Li.

"Is there anything else?"

Wang Li asked with a dark face.

At this time, Ergou also came out of the office and handed Wu Zhiyuan a black plastic bag.

Wang Li was shocked, "Damn it, is it a gun?"

Wu Zhiyuan walked over with a plastic bag and said, "Brother, we are wrong today. You can take this little thing."

"?"

Wang Li opened the plastic bag and took a look, and saw five new red banknotes neatly placing them inside.

Fifty thousand yuan.

"this……"

Seeing the money in the plastic bag, Wang Li was inexplicably surprised, and then he looked confused.

It’s fifty thousand yuan! I worked hard to code, only a few thousand yuan a month, and I have to save 50,000 yuan for nearly a year. I was confused about why this guy gave me money.

"that……"

Wu Zhiyuan said apologetically: "Ergou is young and ignorant. Brother, don't worry. If this matter is spread today, he will not be able to punch him in the future. Don't worry, I will definitely educate him well in the future."

After hearing what Wu Zhiyuan said, Wang Li felt relieved and put away the plastic bag and said, "I am also a young man. I understand. We have to give Angkor's face."

Wang Li is a person who doesn't know much about accidents. Although he is angry, he is not injured and he has never thought about pursuing it.

"Does our second brother come to work in the boxing gym?" Seeing that Wang Li had accepted the money, Wu Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief and then asked again.

This time, he sincerely invited him.

Originally, Wu Zhiyuan thought Erlang Shen and those gangsters who were ignorant of the world were birds of a feather, but the move that Erlang Shen showed just now completely impressed Wu Zhiyuan.

This is a real master.

If you can pull to your boxing gym, it would be a big deal to get a gold belt.

"Second brother, what do you mean?" Wang Li asked Erlang Shen's opinion.

He knew that Erlang Shen was arrogant and that the octagonal cage just now stimulated him, and now he didn't dare to take action.

"Forget it..." Erlang Shen glanced at Wu Zhiyuan and said lightly: "I'm not light or heavy in my attacks, and it's not suitable for such so-called competitions."

"Ah... that's a pity."

Wu Zhiyuan thought Erlang Shen refused and said with regret: "Leave me a business card, I will spend time here in the future. Maybe when will I help you with my second brother?"

As he said that, Wu Zhiyuan took out a business card and handed it to Erlang Shen.

Wang Li took it from the side.

Wang Li understood the meaning in Erlang's myth.

Competition in the arena and subjugation of demons are not the same concept... One focuses on the point and the other focuses on not leaving any living habits... The habit of tens of thousands of years is not so easy to change.

Even if you can overcome the "cricket" hurdle in your heart, Erlang Shen is not suitable for this.

Perhaps killing people in the virtual world is not responsible.

Wang Li suddenly remembered those YY online game novels, such as martial arts masters playing online games, killing all directions, and starting with a book of Indestructible Vajra, which is invincible in the world.

If there really is such a holographic online game now, I'm afraid my second brother has already made money while playing games and reached the peak of his life, and he will not be abused to death in a "film" game.

...

After leaving the Oriental Fighting Club, Wang Li handed the black plastic bag to Erlang Shinto and said, "Second brother, this is what you earn, take it."

Looking at the money in his hand, Wang Li felt deeply moved, "Fifty thousand yuan, it's a god, but he earned 50,000 yuan after he got out. This kick was really worth it, and Wang Li felt that he had discovered a way to make money."

"You keep ten thousand!"

Erlang Shen glanced at him.

"?"

Wang Li was confused.

"There is a regulation above that as long as we make in the lower realm, as long as we pass through your hands, we have to take out one-fifth of the money we earn in the lower realm, it is your performance salary." Erlang Shinto said.

“Performance?”

Wang Li was stunned for a moment and said, "What do you mean is, I am your promotion platform?"

Wang Li suddenly realized that his cooperation with Heavenly Court is equivalent to the relationship between the website and the author.

One is responsible for marketing and the other is responsible for making money. If the marketing is good, the more you make, that is, what is called "salary paid according to performance" in the contract

From another perspective, Wang Li is now the promoter of these great gods in the Heavenly Court.

"It's almost the same."
Chapter completed!