Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

The thin security guard walked towards the wall behind him. There were some buttons on it. After thinking about it, he pressed a few numbers.Immediately afterwards, the sandbags in the room scrambled randomly, but they didn't collide with each other, and brought a lot of wind noise.

"This is..." Zhou Ming was dumbfounded.

"Go inside and try it." The thin security guard said, "I want you to go to the opposite side, and I will wait for you there."

Zhou Ming understood that this is the enhanced version of the Wutang Club, just replaced the fists and feet with these bags, and the speed and weight of these bags can be adjusted at will.

"Okay." Zhou Ming looked at these bags running around, aroused some desire to challenge, and quickly rushed inside. [

Relying on his agility and agility, Zhou Ming kept avoiding these bags.But that's it, Zhou Ming thought to himself, compared with the speed and fists of those martial arts members, these bags are still a bit inferior.

The thin security guard nodded, and entered some numbers on the buttons on the wall.

Sudden--

The speed of the bag has become faster, and it has also increased a lot!

Um?Zhou Ming dodged left and right, but was hit in the back by a bag that suddenly struck from behind. It felt like being hit by a huge hammer!Zhou Ming felt that his back was about to split open, and his body fell down involuntarily.Oh my god, what's in these bags that can even be adjusted in weight.

But... Zhou Ming found that after he fell down, those bags would no longer hit him, but hovered twenty centimeters above his head.Some are like martial arts clubs, if you fall down, no one will attack you again.

But, just climb over like this?Zhou Ming looked at the opposite finish line.

How can that be!

Zhou Ming smiled, got up resolutely, nimbly dodged in the middle of these inflated bags, and moved forward with difficulty.From time to time, I was hit by the bag, which felt extremely uncomfortable, like Liu Jie's fist.Even so, Zhou Ming never thought of giving up during the process. He was knocked down again and again, but stood up again and again.

It's like returning to the time when I just entered the club...

At that time, Zhou Ming was extremely young, and he was knocked down within half a minute after entering, so he had to crawl back pitifully.But there was a young man who was always knocked down like him, but rushed into the hall again and again.