"I just want you to know that your ten million dollars are worth it! No need for protective gear. Come and hit me. Don't hit me in the face or my little brother. You can hit the rest of the position as you like!"

Yu Fei curled his lips and sneered, folded his hands on his chest, looked at the middle-aged man and said.

"real?"

When the middle-aged man heard this suggestion, he immediately felt very happy.

He asked eagerly. It was really pointless to wear protective gear and get beaten. You can only feel the punches when they hit your flesh.

Under ordinary circumstances, who would have the opportunity to hit someone like this!

"Well! Come on!"

Yu Fei nodded and signaled that the other party could start.

"No! Are you sure you're not blackmailing me?"

The middle-aged man was about to take action, and looked at Yu Fei cautiously and asked, it would be terrible if this was blackmail. He could get 10 million, but if he was locked up in prison for ten days and half a month, what would he do?

A real loss.

"Everyone here can testify that I reached an agreement with this gentleman. He offered 10 million, and I was beaten by him as a target. I took the initiative to not need protective gear and let him hit me, but there was a little

It must be made clear that you are not allowed to slap your little brother in the face!"

Yu Fei shouted loudly to the staff around him.

"good!"

"no problem!"

…

Those people agreed immediately and were all waiting to watch the fun.

Even some people who came to exercise stood below and watched with interest.

"Then I'm going to hit you!"

Seeing that there were so many people who could testify, the middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction and gave Yu Fei a reminder.

"bring it on!"

Yu Fei nodded. With his ability to resist a blow, he didn't think this middle-aged man could do anything to him.

"ah!"

The middle-aged man's anger finally found a place to vent. With his gloves on, he rushed forward, first hitting Yu Fei's chest with a straight punch.

In order to prevent the opponent from being uncomfortable with the beating, Yu Fei, who was holding his arms, simply lowered his arms and puffed out his chest for the opponent to hit.

boom!

When the punch came down, the opponent's strength was quite strong and the sound was very crisp.

Yu Fei stood on the same spot without swaying. The other party looked at Yu Fei with wide eyes, a look of disbelief on his face.

Although he was not a professional boxer, he was still considered a semi-amateur. He kept exercising regularly and had considerable strength. When he punched Yu Fei, he originally thought he would be knocked to the ground, but there was no reaction at all.

"Why are you so stunned! Hurry up and fight, I still have things to do after the fight is over!"

Yu Fei urged.

"..."

The middle-aged man was speechless, and so were the people in the audience.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Seeing that Yu Fei could withstand the beating so well, the middle-aged man roared angrily and started a barrage of old punches.

His chest, back, stomach, and weak ribs were all beaten one by one, but Yu Fei still had no reaction.

"I'll give you a discount, you can use your legs and feet!"

Yu Fei smiled and said to the middle-aged man.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

This was a bit insulting. The middle-aged man broke out again, and it was a real punch and kick. It was just as agreed, not to hit the little brother in the face, and the rest was intact.

No matter how fast and powerful the opponent's fists are, no matter how cruel and poisonous the opponent's feet are, Yu Fei has no reaction.

Everyone can see that the middle-aged man puts all his energy into feeding.

Everyone could see that Yu Fei was not pretending, he was really unresponsive.

Yu Fei's ability to withstand blows was so terrifying that he could hit him casually even on his weak ribs and belly that were carefully protected by others.

In order to make it easier for the opponent to hit him, Yu Fei also raised his arms so that his belly and weak ribs would not be blocked, and the opponent could exert more force and choose the angle that was most convenient for him.

This is a bit irritating

The middle-aged man beat him loudly, but Yu Fei almost smoked a cigarette to encourage him.

The people in the audience were also confused. Is this an iron shirt or a golden bell? This is too abnormal!

Many people hate that they don't have 10 million, otherwise they would definitely go up and try to see if the two people are performing.

The middle-aged man originally paid someone to be beaten to vent his anger, but the more he was beaten, the more angry he became.

Is this a fucking iron man? My fists and feet are hurting from the blow. Can you pretend to be in pain and scream a few times to cooperate?

The ten million felt like it was worth it at first, but soon it felt like a loss. It was better to hit the dummy. The dummy could still shake a few times, but Yu Fei's body didn't even sway.

In order to make Yu Fei move, the middle-aged man rushed over and bumped against the elastic bag on the edge of the ring. With the help of the reaction force, he rushed over and kicked Yu Fei in the chest with a flying kick.

Yu Fei still didn't respond, but he felt as if he had kicked on a cement wall. He fell to the ground and hugged his feet, his face twisted in pain.

Whoever exerts the energy to suck milk like this will feel as if he is kicking on a cement wall, his feet will hurt, and if he is unlucky, he may even break his bones.

"You paid me 10 million anyway, can't you pretend to be in pain?"

After the middle-aged man stood up, he said to Yu Fei speechlessly.

"I'm sorry, it's my first time doing this kind of business and I have no experience. Since the customer has asked for it, I will definitely improve and meet your requirements. Come on!"

After Yu Fei heard that this was indeed what happened, he nodded and replied.

The middle-aged man took a deep breath and felt that he was really going to be pissed off, but cooperation was better than no cooperation at all.

He prepared for a moment, then gave Yu Fei a fierce uppercut, hitting Yu Fei in the stomach.

If an average person received such a punch, they would probably have to punch out their entire meal, because this angle can hit a person's stomach and cause great pain.

"ah!"

Yu Fei yelled exaggeratedly, lay down holding his belly, and rolled around on the ground.

"Ah! It hurts me to death! It hurts too much! I can't stand it anymore! Your punches are so powerful!..."

Yu Fei shouted while rolling around, his acting skills were so exaggerated that everyone couldn't stand it anymore, this is so fake!

When the middle-aged man saw Yu Fei's performance, he was so angry that his every orifice was smoking. If he had known better, he would not have allowed Yu Fei to cooperate. This is just a fucking mockery!

"stand up!"

The middle-aged man pointed at Yu Fei and said.

"I can't stand up anymore! I'm going to be beaten to death by you. I'm going to die. Ugh..."

Yu Fei waved his hands in an exaggerated manner, then simply went to the ground, made a sign with the word "tai", tilted his head to one side, and stuck out his tongue.

"..."

The middle-aged man rolled his eyes in anger. You are so shameless. My ten million has been spent right now?

However, there seemed to be no point in fighting him. Yu Fei didn't react at all. It would be better to fight the dummy himself.

Everyone in the audience was speechless. They were really convinced by Yu Fei's acting skills. If a person like this were to act on TV, I'm afraid there would be no shortage of razors at home.

"Get up! I won't fight!"

The middle-aged man originally came to vent his anger, but Yu Fei was so angry that he took off his gloves and threw them aside, deciding not to fight.

Whoosh...

Yu Fei stood up in an instant as a carp stood up.

"Give me money!"

Yu Fei stretched out his hand and said.

"Give me your account number!"

But the other party didn't think about denying the bill and said simply.

After all, it's your own business whether you can beat him or not, and he does stand and let you beat him.

Yu Fei took out one of his bank cards and gave it to the other party.

The other party immediately took a photo of the bank card and sent it to his assistant.

"Do you really know how to wear an iron shirt or a golden bell?"
To be continued...