Seeing that Zhuoyang is so interested, de Tu has no reason to disappoint himself. He raises his legs and follows Zhuoyang out, but he is grabbed by Zhuoyang again.

"Tu, I still can't believe it." "Do you think I can't beat him?" said Zhuoyang

"I can't fight."

Even though it has been confirmed many times, Zhuoyang still feels incredible. "Then it's OK for us to be together, isn't it?"

"Hang! Well, there's a dozen. There's a chance. "

"Fuck me!" Zhuo and Yang return to each other fiercely, but they are not mindless raw melons and eggs. Detu said that cenduo was close to the professional level, even if the judgment was not accurate, it would not be too outrageous. Even if Cen Duo is only an amateur level expert, Zhuoyang will suffer a lot when he goes to Tieding.

He scratched his head.

"Tu, why don't I go back and shout for Koko?"

"That's great!" said de Tu Fang

It's invincible outside the guns. With the bow and fist of Konko, even if cendo is Tyson, it's a scum.

"No, no!" Zhuoyang waved his hand repeatedly: "it's not good for Konko to kill people. It's not good."

Detu: "..."

"Oh, yes." Zhuoyang said, "why don't I call the eldest sister up?"

"That's great!" said detu

Zhuo autumn's kungfu is virtuous, his heart is clear and his heart is clear. With the help of his elder sister's fist, he is equal to two Zhuo Yang and his group beating Cen duo.

"No, no!" Zhuo Yang waved again and again: "let the elder sister know and make a fart fight. It's only left to go home and beat me."

Detu: "..."

"Oh, yes." Zhuoyang thought: "I'll take Brent with me?"

Detu was overjoyed. "Good idea!"

Brent Wilder is Zhuoyang's bodyguard leader. He was born in GIGN, the national gendarmerie intervention team of France. He was once the existence of the king of special forces. There are real materials in his hands. Zhuoyang and Brent had a friendly duel, not an opponent.

"No, No." Zhuoyang's hands are in the wind, and it's up again. "Brent told me he was a professional bodyguard, not a professional fighter. He's in charge of other people's beating me. He doesn't care if I beat them. "

Detu: "..."

"Oh, yes!" Zhuo Yang suddenly thought: "call scar and Meng Er to come here, let's forget about Grandpa and piggy."

"I'll go myself," said detu

Zhuoyang's face blushed: "let's go, just let's kill that old man. Or I'll be killed by the old man... "

The wind is bleak. There is a sudden tragic attack on their backs.

Miguel Zendo's home is not in lafenka, but it is not far from lafenka. Along the road, he lives in a two-story building adjacent to the hills. It feels like Zhuoyang's home in Hanover.

The front yard of the house is very small, far from Zhuoyang's Crystal Palace. Zhuoyang and detu ring the doorbell hard at the gate of the high fence. They look like two gangs extorting protection money.

CEN duo came out of the room, but did not come to open the door.

"What are you doing here?"

Zhuo Yang's hands around his chest: "come to fight."

CEN duo said, "Zhuoyang, I didn't ask you."

Zhuoyang said, "are you afraid of being killed by me?"

CEN duo's nose "bares" A: "want to be beaten again tomorrow! Tomorrow night. "

Zhuo Yang: "open up!"

CEN Duo: "come tomorrow."

Zhuo Yang Yang chin: "believe it or not, I broke down this broken courtyard wall?"

CEN Duo: "I don't believe it."

"Well, you wait." Zhuoyang takes out his mobile phone and starts dialing. "I'll call the old Buddha and ask him to send the construction team of sports city. I can't dig a river for you at dogri's house. I'll follow you "

Cen duo trots with a stream of smoke:" I drive, I drive... "

Zhuo Yang's heart is like a mirror. Cen duo secretly looks for De's butcher's appointment. He is clearly afraid of the club.

Players are all luxury assets of the club, especially star players. They are all like ancestors. Would you like to have a try as a broken assistant coach? Therefore, cen duo, who can't swallow this tone, can only find the rough, honest and tight mouthed detu in private.

Dare to harass Kaka, young master Yu will take you directly to the old Buddha to tell his parents. His innocent face is better than any reason.

Come to Zhuoyang? A heart treasure worth 150 million yuan, will the old Buddha hang you cen duo on the banner pole of Bernabeu, believe it or not?

After entering the gate, Zhuoyang didn't say a word, but followed the familiar detumo to the back yard silently. Cen duo looked around the outside, locked the door and trotted after them.

"It's not impossible to fight. It's said that tomorrow will be tomorrow, not today. When I'm old, I can't say to fight... "

The backyard is a little bigger than the front yard, and there are no flowers, plants and trees. The ground is paved with large pieces of cement square bricks. In addition to some flowerpots, buckets and pipes in the corner, there is also a small football door, which is open and tidy, and really suitable for fighting.Zhuoyang and detu look at each other, and after nodding their heads, they ignore cenduo. Zhuoyang drops his backpack, and they take things out of it and prepare for themselves.

"I really don't want to fight today. If I have to fight, I'll come back tomorrow..."

Zhuoyang and detu take off their coats and shoes, tie knee pads on the outside of the sports pants, tie the fasteners tightly, put on ankle protectors, wrap the arches and toes tightly, and then put on the sports shoes again. The laces of each buttonhole are tightened again.

"In fact, I'm a pacifist and don't like to fight with others. If you have to fight, at most once every two months, tomorrow... "

Detu wrapped sports bandages around his hands, while Zhuoyang took out special gloves.

Both to protect the piano player, and can not guarantee that he will never be hands-on, so Zhuoyang specially customized a pair of combat gloves which belong to his unique.

It's a little thicker than Sanda palm cover, and it's a lot lighter than goalkeeper's gloves by covering all fingers. The ten fingers can be separated flexibly, which does not prevent him from using the skill of muscle division and bone dislocation.

In other words, Zhuoyang's gloves and bulletproof clothes are the same realm. After clenching his fists, he can protect his fingers and fists very well, and the two special boxers are two short weapons.

"I don't want to make things bigger, I just want to compete with the butcher. We all like to play twice. Let's go together for the same hobby... "

Zhuoyang and detu began to exercise their bodies and were meticulous. Squat jump, frog step, shoulder back stretch

I don't know whether Cen Duo is extremely confident or not. Zhuoyang and detu are preparing cautiously like enemies. However, he only pulls cotton slippers, doesn't even warm up in a high neck sweater, and doesn't do any radio gymnastics.

Zhuoyang and detu have already trotted around the backyard, swinging their hooks and fists while running, raising their legs to stretch their crotch, shaking their heads and tail to move their necks.

CEN Duo is still on the side of blather, it seems that he has his own plan.

The whole warm-up time is more than ten minutes, Zhuoyang and detu feel that they have slightly sweated, and then they stop.

Zhuoyang re tightened the three wide fasteners on the gloves, and detu also tightened the binding bandage on his hand.

After entering cenduo's house, Zhuoyang spoke for the first time: "old man, we are about the same age as you. So, is it fair and reasonable for two to fight you and one to fight you? "

CEN Duo: "..."